Chapter 190: Go to the hangar in person

When they returned, everyone was busy with their own business, and Princess Sarah and her brother, Prince Al-Waleed, suddenly felt that they had become superfluous, and there was no one to greet them or take care of them.

The situation was too urgent, Zhang Feng couldn't care about settling the two of them, and besides, the Southern Military Region was already in a tense state of the big war at the moment, so he didn't take care of them.

Moreover, according to reason, Sarah should follow the special plane lent to Zhang Feng for window dressing, and it is time to return to Kuwait, and then return to Saudi Arabia from Kuwait.

However, Sarah did not want to go back, and, since the time and space war had already begun, in order to avoid accidental damage to the Iranian fighter jet, the passenger plane did not take off for the time being, and stayed at Basra Airport.

And Prince Al-Waleed, because of the failure of the investment, felt that he had no face to go back to see the people in the family, so he chose to go with Sarah, anyway, Basra was not bad, the two of them left the airport and entered the streets of Basra.

At this time, Zhang Feng was making the final arrangements before the battle.

Although Abadan is at the mouth of the Shatt al-Arab, it is difficult for Iranian warships to directly enter the Shatt al-Arab and provide support to Abadan.

Because, on both sides of the river, the artillery can cover them with artillery fire and enter the river, and the Iranian warships cannot move an inch, even when the Iraqi army surrounded Abadan for nearly a year, the Iranian navy only took advantage of the night to replenish ammunition and food to the defenders.

Therefore, the target of the Iranian Navy is definitely not Abadan, then, there is only one terrible possibility.

Zhang Feng's eyes have been staring at the large-scale military map for a long time, and he knows that there is only one target that is worth the Iranian Navy's mobilization once: the Faw Peninsula.

The Faw Peninsula is Iraq's choke point to the Southern Military Region, the most strategically located port city in Iraq, and the largest oil port in southern Iraq. Rumaila and Zubayr oil in southern Iraq are exported through pipelines at ports outside Faw. Although the Faw Peninsula was bombed by the Iranian Air Force at the beginning of the war, it is still in production.

If the Faw Peninsula is lost, Iraq's oil exports will be greatly hampered and the economy will be greatly affected.

Historically, the Faw Peninsula was once occupied by Iran in 1986, resulting in Iraqi oil being exported only through Turkey in the north, and production was greatly reduced.

Zhang Feng would never allow this kind of thing to happen.

Therefore, the Southern Military District has urgently transferred two armored brigades and an infantry division to take charge of the defense of the Faw Peninsula, and the Iranian navy must not succeed.

However, this alone is not enough.

If one of the large warships of the Iranian Navy can be killed and the bones of the Iranian Navy can be damaged, then the Iranian Navy will be much more honest in the future.

Zhang Feng knows that blind defense is definitely not the way, and only by taking the initiative to attack can the problem be solved!

With those ordinary bombs? Zhang Feng knew that even if he could blow up the opponent's warship, his own side would pay a lot of sacrifices, and the air force of the Southern Military Region had already suffered huge losses in today's battle, and that kind of deal would not be worth it.

Thinking of that old woman in France, she really sent herself a nice thing in time: Exocet anti-ship missiles! Zhang Feng is now grateful to her, but she is a little grateful, anyone will be the icing on the cake, this snow charcoal is affectionate!

After mobilizing the army and reporting to Baghdad about the battle of Ali's armored division and the battle of the air force that was not afraid of sacrifice, Zhang Feng remembered that it was time to go and see those guests who came from afar.

Thinking of this group of Frenchmen, Zhang Feng remembered, where did Sarah and Prince Al-Waleed go? These two people can't be in a situation!

Prince Waleed is a financial talent, and Sarah has to translate for him!

He immediately ordered Warih beside him: "Quickly, bring Sarah and Waleed to the military district." ”

Inside the hangar, a group of engineers are working nervously.

"Today, our air force, this battle is really miserable, I heard that the first batch of four planes have been shot down." A sentry said.

"That's right, it's the second batch, and there are a few less, and only more than half of the planes that took off flew back." Another sentry said.

"However, I heard that our air force beat the Iranian tomcats very badly." The sentry just now said: "I heard that there are more fighters to shoot down the Persians, and our air force is really majestic this time." ”

He looked back at the hangar, those blonde foreigners, and he didn't know what they were messing with, hoping that he could make his fellow pilots better beat the Iranian Air Force.

Suddenly, the sentry spotted two jeeps coming in the distance.

The jeep drove up, crunched to a stop, and a young general stepped out of the jeep.

The sentry looked at it, and it turned out to be the god of war of the Southern Military Region: His Excellency Qusay, and his heart was immediately excited, and the two raised their hands and saluted: "Report..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Feng interrupted them: "Don't make noise, so that the engineers inside can work with peace of mind." ”

Zhang Feng was beside her, followed by Sarah, who was smiling like a flower.

When Sarah was found by Warikh, she was naturally quite happy, and finally found a reason to be by Qusay's side: to be his full-time translator and secretary!

Waleed was also taken back to the military district and received a warm reception.

As soon as Zhang Feng walked into the hangar, he saw that those engineers were disassembling the nose of the plane as if they were operating on an airplane, and the huge radar antenna appeared in front of him so openly.

The metamorphosis Cassegrain antenna type is different from Zhang Feng's impression in later generations, and the flat plate style of phased array radar in later generations makes him feel more concise and generous. Flatbread.

Next, there are many engineers in the back, who are working on modifications in the open skin.

Joseph is installing a new type of component in the cabin, with which it will be possible to improve the ability of electronic equipment to work on the sea, speed up the calculation speed of the computer, and solve all kinds of data required to guide the Exocet missile in a short time.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a person, as if he had some impression of having seen it somewhere.

The other party smiled and said a word of Arabic to him, and before he could react, the female translator next to him translated it in fluent French.

"Hello, hard work, on behalf of the Iraqi political axe, thank you for the support of the great French people!"

The person who can represent the political axe of Iraq is not low, and the other party stretched out his hand and warmly shook his hand.

"This is our Excellency Qusay, the supreme commander of the Southern Military District." The interpreter next to him continued.

He's Qusay? Joseph looked at the young man in front of him, and his good feelings came spontaneously.

"How long will we have to do the conversion?" Zhang Feng asked.

"About ten days." The other party said.

Ten days? By then, the Iranian Navy would have already struck.

"Can you make it sooner?" Zhang Feng asked.

"We have just installed the hardware, and after the installation is completed, the fire control software will be upgraded, and the test will be carried out, and then the flight experiment will be carried out before the completion of the modification can be determined." Joseph said.

"If you don't test, how long?"

"It can be done in about a day."

"Come on, everyone, make sure to do it in one day, please, guys, and who can teach our pilots how to make this missile at the same time?"

PS: Thanks for the tip! There was a power outage at home this morning, so I didn't upload it, I'm very sorry! This is already the second power outage this month, depressing.

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