"Hmm......"

Kharif's words evoked Rahman's desire for power and his deep ambition.

Inadvertently revealed his consciousness, and he didn't seem to realize that the so-called "starting a full-scale civil war" and "attacking Saudi Arabia", these extremely crazy war ideas did not belong to him originally, but were buried in his mind by someone one day not long ago.

But when did that happen?

Consciousness has entered confusion and frenzy, Rahman naturally could not answer this question, he only intuitively felt a surge of excitement, as if the great unified empire of the Liberal Party was already in sight:

"Mr. Khalif, you, you're right!

Now, we don't need to think about other trivial matters; All we need to do is win this damn war. ”

……

The night was dark, and the war-torn Middle East fell into a brief silence.

Located 150 kilometers east of Aleppo, the "capital" of Syria, in Sabha on the banks of the Euphrates River, there are still sporadic lights among the rolling hills of the far suburbs. As you approach from a distance away from the mountains, you can faintly hear a continuous, shallow roar of huge fans ventilating large underground structures.

The sound of wind turbines heralding the Sabha-Kudem underground water canal project, which has been built for many years and is now back in construction, or at least operational; However, it is completely different from the original design function of the canal, and in the vast underground space excavated by large machines, it follows the culvert with rough walls and no end in sight. Originally abandoned in an underground structure with no human figures. At this time, it was already brightly lit.

The Sabha-Kudem water conservancy project. It is a large-scale comprehensive water dispatch project jointly built by the World Bank and Syria, which is intended to lift the water of the Euphrates River and feed it into the culvert to the south to solve the problems of irrigation and drinking water in the arid region of central Syria.

In the years since its inception, the project has progressed relatively smoothly, but as the situation in Syria has changed, especially after the outbreak of the civil war, Sabha and the surrounding area have been occupied by Liberal forces, and the project has naturally stalled.

In the northern section of the water conservancy project on the outskirts of Sabha, just a few months ago. It's still a scene of stoppage; At a time when Syria is in chaos due to the civil war, teams of construction workers are busy in the abandoned underground structure, leveling the floor of the culvert, installing ventilation pipes and fans, cleaning and repairing the huge space originally used to install giant pumps, and installing a number of isolation doors between the canals and the caves reserved for the outbuildings, separating the areas that were originally interconnected.

All in all, it is clear that it has been converted into a military facility, contrary to its original peaceful purpose.

Walking on the newly paved concrete floor, he wore a white coat with a slightly gray color. The vast underground facility was frequented by occasional people, including Aziz Ibn, one of the participants in the secret mission. The Free Syrian Army Air Force colonel and the staff of the facility walked all the way, passing through several gates guarded by gunmen, and looked around curiously as they went:

"I said Vahid, and that's where you guys are tinkering with secret projects?"

"Yes, Mr. Colonel."

Accompanied by the Colonel of the Free Army into another newly painted iron gate, and entered the wide alleyway through the small door that opened several meters high, Osama Wahid, a staff member of the underground facilities, patiently introduced the general situation to the colonel, and then said excitedly:

“…… Well, it's here that we can provide strong support to the FSA right away. ”

"Oh? Is that ......."

Hearing Wahid's words, the colonel muttered noncommittally, in fact, although he came to inspect the FSA's equipment replenishment as a representative of the Air Force today, he was still a little skeptical about the promise given by the leader Rahman.

Naturally, the leader's personal ability, he will not have the slightest doubt.

But as a soldier, he has to be down-to-earth when he wants to do things, and from what he saw and heard along the way, he couldn't see how this hastily built underground facility would have anything to do with the FSA.

At present, the civil war in Syria is in full swing, and the Liberal Air Force has suffered heavy losses in the battle against the government army SRAF and the new Iraqi party NATA, and is in urgent need of pilots and fighters. The former can be solved with money, but the latter is very problematic for a while: after all, fighter jets are not automatic rifles or rocket launchers, and whether they are bought with money openly or smuggled secretly, it is not an easy task in today's world when the United Nations continues to increase sanctions and major powers have responded to the arms embargo.

But no matter how difficult things are, since there is a trade channel like Turkey, why not hurry up and buy more fighters for the FSA, even second-hand goods found in the market? It is said that it is "to supplement the FSA", but what can be done in this underground water canal, the leader will not be busy and stressed, so he whimsically wants to produce fighters on his own, right?

Fighter jets are not bicycles, and with Syria's industrial and technological base, this kind of thing cannot be done even with great determination!

Thinking of this, the colonel first coughed lightly and expressed his doubts to Vahid:

"But to be honest, I still don't understand it at all: the leader said at the previous combat meeting that we will soon be replenished with a large number of warplanes and weapons and ammunition, and 'we can have as many as we want'. But Vahid, how I look at it, it's just a big warehouse, and I don't hear the roar of any production equipment; So where are all these things, you don't necessarily have to say, we have dug up some Aladdin's magic lamp here, and you can make a wish! ”

"Ah, Mr. Colonel, I fully understand your doubts."

Walking through the short alleyway with the officer, Wahid whispered to Colonel Sù Ibn that they had followed a shortcut to the center of the underground structure, the side of the underground culvert that had been used as an aqueduct.

In the face of the Colonel's doubts and the disbelief in his tone, standing in front of the iron gate leading to the "aqueduct", that is, the huge underground culvert, Vahid's expression became a little excited, and even with a hint of inexplicable piety, he put his hand on the latch switch, opened his eyes to the colonel behind him, and showed an exaggerated smile:

"Then, Mr. Aziz ibn, see for yourself."

The iron door slowly opened, and the Colonel walked through the gate into the inner side of the culvert, and then he stood in the doorway in disbelief, with a look of disbelief on his face.

As Wahid turned on the lights behind him, and in front of the Colonel's eyes, wisps of light gradually lit up in the dimly lit wide culvert; Looking down from the height where the two of them stood, a group of dark gray figures gradually emerged from the darkness that had receded like a tide. With great astonishment, the Colonel hesitated to take two steps forward, clutching to the railing of the corridor and looking into the distance, the culvert where the lights were turned on was so long that there was no end in sight, but everywhere he could see was these gray figures arranged in clusters—

These......

These all seem to be warplanes?

Stunned by the sight before him, the Colonel's professionalism and vision were still there, allowing him to distinguish at once the outlines of the gray shadows in the dim light, although reason told him that it was impossible; Staring at the dark gray body closest to him with dilated pupils, the general line shape of déjà vu, the overall structure that seems to be science fiction even today, the iconic diamond-shaped wings, which look like a flying rocket, made the colonel reach out a little tremblingly, and he pointed to the fighters that were quietly dormant in the culvert, and at a glance there were at least dozens of neatly arranged fighters:

"Wahid, this—this is—"

"Yes, Mr. Colonel; This is the latest support the leader has received, a generous gift from a mysterious guest. ”

Hearing Wahid's words, probably to prove that he was not dazzled, Colonel Ibn looked left and right, and climbed down the iron ladder with some unsuffice, and he stood on the cold and rough tunnel floor for a moment, and then approached the dark gray warplanes parked on the ground with some awe. In the process, the only remaining reason he had told himself that the size of these fighters was still quite large, and the sense of oppression of the thick and majestic also showed that what he saw with his own eyes was not a model or a phantom, but an extremely real and terrifying warplane.

Approaching the fighter plane and standing under the slender front fuselage, the colonel glanced back at Vahid, who had climbed the ladder with him, who raised his head at him in the dim light; As if he had received a kind of permission, he hesitantly raised his hand to touch the metal skin of the fighter's belly, and felt a slight coolness within reach.

These fighters, these dark gray giant birds in the sky, sure enough......

"Wahid, these fighters ...... If I'm not mistaken......"

"Oh, that's so, my Colonel,"

Compared with the stunned and somewhat trance-stricken colonel, Wahid, who was involved in the project, obviously knew some of the secrets of the Sabha underground project, and his tone carried a trace of unquenchable fanaticism:

"You should see that, too, don't you? Suddenly having so many powerful fighters, I thought it was completely incredible. These warplanes, now one hundred and ninety-seven in all, and the number is increasing every day, are stored like this in our makeshift underground culvert. As an ordinary worker, I don't know exactly how the all-powerful leader does it, but as you can see, I have the honor to introduce you to the latest fighter jets that the Liberal Air Force and the FSA will soon acquire:

YF-23, nicknamed 'Ghost'!

This is the scimitar that we can dominate the Middle Eastern sky. (To be continued......)

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