Until now, Iran, which has been sanctioned by the international community, has the most advanced weapons in the Air Force, and it is only these Tomcat fighters, these parts are all original Tomcat parts, given to Iran, the Iranians must be very happy, only there is a secret door or something, it is not something that Mhammad can worry about.

"Yes, Your Excellency," Arslan Sr. agreed.

"However, Your Excellency the President, the Iranians still owe money on credit for the last $400 million in spare parts, and the Iranian side has proposed that their hard currency is not much now, and the current economic situation is not very good, so let's see if we can owe more money." Musha'f reported.

"Well, in this way, there have been a lot of Iraqi planes taking refuge in Iran recently, and some things are still quite good, tell the Iranians that they will exchange 14 French Mirage F1, 9 Soviet Il-76 and 1 Adnan AWACS aircraft for 40 sets of AN/AWG-9 radar spare parts and other parts, of course, including the arrears last time, if they still don't agree, then forget it." Mhammad said.

As soon as the Gulf War began, the Americans' air superiority was undoubtedly revealed, and Iraqi fighters would be destroyed almost as soon as they took off. Taken refuge in their nemesis!

This kind of ridiculous thing happened like this, Saddam once scolded loudly, but there was nothing to be done, Iraq will never ask for its own fighter planes from Iran again.

And those fighters, for Iran, are picked up for nothing, and Iran will definitely not get spare parts and stay in Iran. It won't be long before it becomes scrap aluminum, and instead of that, it should be used to exchange spare parts for Tomcat fighters with Pakistan to maintain their most powerful air force equipment.

"Yes, Your Excellency, that's a good idea. The Iranians will definitely agree. Old Arslan's eyes lit up.

Those Mirage F1s, all of which were purchased by Iraq from France during the Iran-Iraq War, have a long flight life, and can enter the Pakistan Air Force to continue to exert residual heat, at least do a ground attack or something, and the Il-76 is the main transport aircraft of the Soviet Union, and these early warning aircraft enter the Pakistan Air Force, which can further increase Pakistan's strategic transport capacity.

And the most important thing. Or the Adnan AWACS.

AWACS aircraft are a multiplier of air combat forces, and if you want to build a powerful air force, you will not be able to do without AWACS aircraft. At the same time, early warning aircraft are also a technology that developed countries will not export, and this time, Pakistan's proposal to purchase the E-3 early warning aircraft from the United States was rejected again.

Iraq, on the other hand, is already on the basis of the Il-76. Modified Adnan AWACS aircraft, including the Adnan-1 type. It's just that a radar is installed in the back, and the detection area is limited, and the Adnan-2, like a conventional AWACS aircraft, is equipped with a large plate on the back of the fuselage.

The main electronic technology is French. The specific performance of the G-band TRS-2150 radar is ominous, but the Iraqis are ostentatiously displaying their AWACS aircraft at the military parade to support the façade of the world's fourth power.

Outcome. As soon as the battle began, one of the Adnan-2 AWACS aircraft fled to Iran! In later generations, Iran also frequently displayed the only AWACS aircraft, and as a result, it fell during a military parade, and since then Iran has lost its symbolic airborne early warning aircraft.

Now, Pakistan's own early warning aircraft is also in full swing of development, and being able to exchange this early warning aircraft and study the technology in it will also be of great help to Pakistan's self-developed early warning aircraft.

"Bai Xue, as you can see, the things given by the American emperor are not all good things. It is possible that there is the same secret door in the Boeing Führer plane ordered by you Huaxia this year, and I can lend Kevin's team to you temporarily, and it is impossible to discover these despicable traps without professional technical strength. Mhammad said, turning to the snow.

"Thank you, Your Excellency the President, in fact, we have always had a lot of complaints about the purchase of their Boeing planes in China, and if it proves that there is indeed a secret door this time, it will be an excellent opportunity for the large aircraft project jointly developed by our two countries." Bai Xue said to Mhammad.

Pakistan has proposed that the two countries jointly develop large aircraft, but China has been developing its economy and cannot take care of it for the time being, but a large amount of foreign exchange is used to purchase American Boeing planes.

Wait and see, Americans, I have a big surprise for you. Mhammad thought maliciously and resentfully.

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Residential area for high-ranking officials in Islamabad, outside a luxury villa.

A Jetta sedan slowly drove into the garage, the lights were turned off, the left door was open, and the driver was the old Arslan.

Listening to the sound of the engine slowly stopping turning, the old Arslan felt a kind of satisfaction, although because of his high position, he no longer flew a fighter for a long time, but driving a car was as enjoyable as it was, so when the government issued it, he was originally given an automatic transmission Jetta, but the old Arslan took the initiative to ask for a manual transmission Jetta.

This is already the national car of Pakistan, and like Xiali, with the economic development of Pakistan, many families have owned cars. At the same time, because Pakistan's clean government construction is very in place, the scene of those Middle Eastern tyrants everywhere luxury cars is basically not seen in Pakistan, people like the old Arslan in high positions also drive Jetta, and they are proud to drive their own country-made cars.

The back door opened, and two young men and women walked out, one of them, a slender girl, who started to carry the suitcase from the trunk that was opened in the back.

"Irina, don't be tired, let me come." The front right door opened, and a middle-aged European and American woman who looked somewhat similar to Rick came down and said with concern.

"Mom, let me come" The young man on the side hurriedly went over to help, picked up his girlfriend's luggage, and prepared to take it to the villa.

"Lysa, I suddenly found out that we were inadvertently getting old, and our son was already grown." Looking at Rick who was carrying the luggage, and looking at his girlfriend from South Africa on the side, old Arslan said.

Now, the scene of his son and his prospective daughter-in-law holding hands and holding things together made old Arslan suddenly sigh.

"Well, who was running on the airstrip on a motorcycle, Arslan, then you are the most handsome man in the world," the middle-aged woman teased, and she is Arslan's American wife, Lysa, the biological mother of Pakistani ace pilot Rick.

"Haha, my dear, I just got off the F86 fighter at the time, and before I had time to rest, the Indian plane came to bomb, and a certain reporter actually asked her partner to carry a camera and hold a microphone to interview the legendary hero of chasing the wind, and it was chasing a motorcycle to interview!" Arslan put his hand on Lysa's back and slowly entered the villa.

"Old fellow, you didn't want to die at that time, you didn't go into the bunker to dodge, but you had to restart the fighter, God, the Indians didn't know how many bombs were dropped at the airport at that time, but their accuracy was so bad that they didn't kill you, the monster cat of nine lives." Lysa leaned over old Arslan's shoulder and continued to tease.

Today is a special day, Rick's South African girlfriend Irina, who originally lived in the dormitory of the Babel High-Tech Center, returned to Rick's Gali with Rick this time, preparing for the engagement ceremony of the two.

Although in the eyes of the two young people, it was enough for the two to live together, the elder Arslan, as a more traditional parent, insisted on holding an engagement ceremony, and his wife Lysa, who was far away in the United States, also came to the scene.

After dinner, Lysa in the living room took out a few legal papers from her file bag and showed them to Rick.

"Rick, my child, mom is here this time, there's one thing I need you to confirm." Rysa said, pulling out a dozen papers.

Rick looked closely, a little confused.

"Huh? What is this, is the confirmation document modified by the owners of several companies. ”

"Child, sign it quickly, those will be yours in the future, my mother has worked hard in the United States for more than ten years, and everything is for you." Lysa looked visibly excited.

"Mom, wait, I'm a national pilot now, and I still have a mission to Saudi Arabia the day after tomorrow." Rick said hurriedly. Are you kidding? Let yourself manage the company? What I love the most is soaring in the blue sky!

"What Saudi?! Arslan, you promised me that Rick would never go to war again! Hearing this, Lysa was as angry as a lioness who guards her cubs.

"Ryza, it's Rick's choice! I'm a soldier, Rick is a soldier, and it's a soldier's duty to obey orders! Old Arslan came out of the bedroom, changed out of his uniform, and put on civilian clothes, and it was he who had just come out of the headquarters to pick up Rick and Irina.

"What a choice! Arslan, Rick should be sitting in a fancy office in a suit, being a CEO, going out to lavish parties, cocktails, and meeting celebrities and Hollywood stars. Instead of sitting in the cockpit of a cramped airplane like you, when a Peter Pan who doesn't die today, will be finished tomorrow, and may die at any time! Lysa angrily shook her hand out.

"Mom, you wait," Rick hurried to stop his mother.

"Rick, would you like to listen to your mother?" Lysa turned her head and asked Rick, her blue eyes full of anticipation.

Let Rick take over his own company and live a normal life!

"Mom, but ......" Rick wanted to say, and he clearly saw the disappointment in his mother's eyes.

Lysa turned her head, opened the door, and sprang away.

"Rick, I'll go find your mom and I'll be back in a minute." Irina chased after her.

"Child, let your mother calm down first, maybe she will come back later." Old Arslan gently patted his son on the shoulder. (To be continued.) )