Chapter 652: The Yellow Sparrow Behind (2)

Xiao's lips closed one after another, and he asked for an extra $2 billion, but with the current situation of Iraq's sanctions, the price of these weapons Mhammad can be regarded as giving Saddam a conscience price.

"Okay, I'll send someone to pick up the equipment, and I'll put the money into your designated account. Mr. Xiao, you have come from afar, so let's rest first. Saddam Hussein's face turned rosy and asked the guards to take them to rest.

As soon as the Soviets left, Saddam Hussein and his aides immediately began to discuss.

"These advanced equipment are definitely not something that can be done by arms smuggling, Mr. Xiao, must have been instructed by the Soviet high-level. We have already investigated the background of this Mr. Xiao, who used to be a soldier in the GRU, and many of his arms ties are GRU. Saadi Touma Abbas, Iraq's defense minister, said.

Not to mention anything else, as for those S-300s, the Soviet Union protected them like treasures, and if they can be delivered to Iraq, they must be agreed by the top management.

"Yes, the Soviet Union will not abandon us, but we need to know how much the Soviet Union will support us." This was stated by the commander-in-chief of the Republican Guard, Rashid.

"I don't think they will openly show their support for us, and the export of these weapons to us is already the greatest support." As foreign minister, Aziz still has a good idea in his heart.

"The key S-300, now all our planes dare not take off, if the Americans are allowed to bomb it so unscrupulously again, they will either be destroyed, or they will drive the planes to Iran and ask for their asylum!" The commander of the Air Force said impatiently.

Saddam Hussein's face was gloomy: "Let our people, secretly, contact the Soviet Union and see what their attitude is!" If they're still the same, there's probably no hope. ”

"Not necessarily. Maybe they'll surprise us. Ibrahim said thoughtfully: "If the weapons and equipment that Mr. Xiao promised us just now are the advanced equipment of the Soviet army, our army will be on a fair starting line with the US military." And those improved Scud guidance devices can improve the accuracy of missiles to a range of 100 meters, then we can launch a large-scale missile war against the US military. Don't we still have a few hundred missiles? ”

Saddam nodded: "I hope this time, the Soviets did not deceive us!" He stood up, holding his belt, and said with a grim face. If the arms they offer are genuine, we will buy them in large quantities! I use money to smash, not to mention 12 billion US dollars, even 20 billion, 50 billion I am willing to pay! I used money to smash them and sell us more arms! Drag the Soviets in little by little! Also, Ibrahim. The stakes are high, and this time it's up to you to haul these weapons! ”

A huge convoy of transports quietly set off from Baghdad under the cover of darkness and headed for the border with Syria. Although the reconnaissance satellites of the US military and its allies keep an eye on the entire Gulf region, some private satellite companies in North America and Europe are particularly fond of providing certain paid special services to certain anonymous and generous customers, such as the fact that these satellites always have some interval errors in their orbits!

Having avoided the reconnaissance satellites at the appointed time, the convoy came to a valley somewhere in the border zone, only 50 meters from the Syrian border post, but the post was quiet. It seems that the sentinels have long since rested. The narrow valley was already full of munitions and supplies, and Ibrahim, as the commander of the convoy, cleared and loaded them one by one according to the list provided by Mr. Xiao. He sent an accurate secret signal to Saddam, and a huge sum of money totaling $12 billion was remitted to several secret accounts of Swiss banks in batches.

When the convoy started again and left the valley to return the way it came, the Syrian border posts were as silent as before, as if nothing had happened, and history had begun to be rewritten again.

3:26 p.m. on March 25, 1993. Day 36 of Operation Desert Storm, Saudi Arabia's Multinational Force base in Zahran

The night sky of the desert is always so clear, and countless stars are shining. Even some stars that are not very visible can show their moving light.

Suddenly. A rush of sirens rang out throughout the base.

The starry sky was so clear that both the ground personnel and the pilots on night missions detected a faint glow from high in the sky with the naked eye. In the dark night sky, it looks like a match lit in the distance, falling straight down from above, this is the missile that plunged headlong!

Five missiles, two in front and three behind, slammed straight into the Dhahran base with a huge tail flame.

"Firefox 1, Firefox 1, pull it up, pull it up again! Repeat, immediately pull up again, five missiles, and in twenty seconds will be at the base! "Captain Lanos, as a pilot of an F15E fighter in the U.S. Air Force, is facing the biggest challenge of his life at the moment, he has just finished carrying out a strike mission against targets in depth in Iraq, and he is already very tired, but now for the sake of his own life, he is forced to pull up the fighter again.

Captain Lanos is simply mad with rage, damn Saddam, can't he just let him land the plane, have a drink at the bar and then launch a missile attack?

On the dark earth, several fires rose into the sky.

Captain Lanos understood that this was an interceptor missile fired from the Patriot missile positions deployed around the base.

As a soldier, a soldier who has experienced battlefield battles, Captain Lanos dismisses and even scoffs at the Pentagon's claim that the Patriot interceptor missile's brilliant record.

What interception rate is above 80 percent,!

True, many times the Patriot hit the target. A few years ago, the United States provided Pakistan with a number of Patriot missile systems and conducted on-site tests to intercept the Pershing I tactical surface-to-surface missile.

However, the Pershing-I missile that was tested and intercepted that year was deliberately arranged under ideal circumstances from launch to final interception! Saddam's Hussein missile, on the other hand, is a splicing of three Scuds into two. When this ballistic missile re-enters the atmosphere from the troposphere and pounces on the target, its ground body and warhead will be separated.

But here's the problem!

The original intention of the Patriot missile was to deal with high-altitude, high-speed and ground-to-surface supersonic fighters, not to intercept ballistic missiles. When it identifies a target, it selects an object with a larger radar reflective surface and lets go of a smaller warhead -- if the warhead is missed and hits the body of the projectile is called a successful interception, Lanos does not know what a failure is.

Another drawback of the Patriot missile, which makes all multinational force pilots angry, is that it cannot effectively distinguish between friend and foe!

In its radar display, there is only an interception target, there is no difference between our army and the enemy.

There is a precedent for this, as Patriot missiles fired at a returning British Whirlwind fighter jet at the Al Udeid base in Qatar. Fortunately, the data provided by other radar stations was transmitted in time, indicating that it was our own fighter plane, and the air defense troops quickly detonated the missile in the air, so that no accidental damage was caused.

Therefore, as soon as they saw the Patriot missile launched, Captain Lanos and his wingmen immediately increased the throttle and quickly evacuated from the airspace above the base as fast as possible to prevent these "blind" patriots from killing themselves one by one.

Lanos, through the on-board radar, also spotted the missile that was about to fall.

Lanos has seen such a scene many times.

Little did he know, however, that what he encountered today would be a nightmare that haunted him for the rest of his life.

On the radar screen, the missile, which it looked like it was about to be intercepted, suddenly disintegrated from the air.

"Hey, damn it!" Captain Lanos blurted out.

Then, something scared him even more. The disintegration of the missile is not just the detachment of the warhead, but the real disintegration into three parts: the warhead, the missile body, and the tail.

Captain Lanos didn't have time to exclaim. The three Patriot missiles made a turn in the air, two met the largest part of the body of the radar anti-section, and one rushed straight to the tail.

Three fires lit up in the night sky.

The Patriot relied on fragments from the active explosion of the warhead to kill the missile. The body and tail of the incoming missile, the fuel that had not yet burned out inside, were suddenly ignited, and the night sky was ablaze. Countless flames were burning in all directions, like fireworks at Christmas.

In the midst of these tiny flames, two swarthy objects were thrown far away by the shockwave and pierced into the adjacent runway.

On the runway, there were two F16C fighters that had just landed earlier, and the ground crew had just approached the plane, ready to help the pilot leave the plane.

But the missiles came too quickly. The pilots didn't have time to get out of the plane, and the ground crews fled from the tarmac like crazy. All they could do was get the plane up and running as fast as possible to see if it was possible to fly into the sky. However, the warhead that fell from the sky plunged into the runway, and then it exploded with a huge explosion.

Despite the pilot's efforts to control the planes, the two planes were thrown up and then fell heavily under the action of the shock wave, and the spilled aviation fuel attached to the fuselage and began to burn under the sporadic firelight.

The fires from the two fighters illuminated the entire base.

"My God!" Captain Lanos and his fire controller muttered a sentence.

"My God!" In the intercom, the voice of the wingman was heard, and he was also stunned by the scene in front of him.

"Ah......h (To be continued.) )