U.S. military base in Uzstan, codenamed Cobalt

Eight o'clock in the morning

The piercing sound of the military horn sounded on time, Ryan Kennedy shēn yín, and slowly woke up, the female pilot next to him was still sleeping soundly, she had a very good night with Agent Ryan last night, although she still has a boyfriend at home, but this does not prevent her from living happily at overseas bases, after all, this is a war zone, isn't it?

Lazily Ryan had just sat up from his bed, thinking about whether to go to breakfast first or do something else, when the emergency phone rang at his bedside.

"Hey, it's me, yes, okay, I'll be there soon!"

"What's going on? Agent! Looking at Ryan, who was hurriedly putting on his equipment, the female pilot woke up.

"Baby, it's time to work!" Ryan pointed out the window, and the grim battle alarm sounded.

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At half past seven, the old president of Uzstan had already gotten up, firstly because he was busy with work, but at his age, he could not sleep for long.

Just signed a list of military aid from the Russian side, the old president breathed a sigh of relief, the rich and powerful country has now fallen to this point, he has an unshirkable responsibility, now for the government army, the 100 T90 tanks given by the Russian side are undoubtedly a carbon in the snow, the only question is who to distribute the tanks to? Was it Assad who became the iron-blooded general of the white-eyed wolf? Or is it the Praetorian Guard commanded by his own son?

"Abdullah, where's my breakfast?" After reading a stack of papers, the old president suddenly realized that his guards had not yet brought the meal.

The office door was pushed open, and a young squire walked in with a biscuit, which the old president liked to eat with sweet and chili sauce.

"Who are you? What about Abdullah? "The old president was just about to start, but he found that the guards had changed people.

"Report to Your Excellency the President, Abdullah fell when he went to help in the kitchen, so I'm here to deliver food!"

"Is that so, he's hurt?"

"No, it's just soiled!"

"Okay, you go down!" The old president nodded, and began to concentrate on his food.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency!" Abdullah, who had changed his clothes, suddenly rushed into the room.

"Panic, what kind of system!" The old president frowned and reprimanded.

"Oh no, old president, Assad's troops are surrounding the presidential palace, which will be stopped by the guards! They are facing off! ”

"What? What is Assad trying to do? The old president dropped his food, stood in front of the window, and saw the army that had already aimed its guns at the presidential palace.

"Don't worry about this for now, the captain of the guard asked me to come to you, let you hurry up and ask the Russians for helicopters, if the fight starts, the guards won't last long!"

"Okay, I see!"

When he picked up the satellite phone given to him by the Russian general, the old president's hands were shaking.

As soon as the phone rang out, the sound of qiāng was heard outside the window, and Assad's army attacked.

"What? Asad zào fǎn了? Bombarded the presidential palace? I'll send a helicopter right away! "General Bakev on the Russian side is in a hurry, the old president still owes Russia billions of debts, and he can't just die, so he immediately sent helicopters and special forces to prepare to rescue the old president, but the Russians underestimated Assad's army and underestimated Assad's determination.

The T55 tank crushed the defense of the Presidential Guard with tracks and artillery, even if the Presidential Guard had T72 tanks, but it still could not stop the defective army with a numerical advantage, and to make matters worse, the arsenal of the Presidential Guard was destroyed by the inner ghosts, causing the Guards to resist for less than ten minutes before surrendering because they ran out of ammunition.

The old president looked at the trembling guards around him and decided to fight to the end like a man, but with only a handful of kin at hand, his only success was to wound a mutinous soldier, and then he was dragged out of the presidential palace by the wolf-like rebel army and put on a pickup truck.

After being put on the car, the pickup truck drove out of the presidential palace and along the street towards the building of the Uzstan Radio and Television Station.

Along the way, the old president saw countless of his own supporters and troops being tú shā by the mutinous army, men and women, young and old, tanks running over the cars of civilians on the streets with impunity, soldiers smiling and burning street shops, and the bustling capital turned into hell in an instant.

"I am determined to overthrow the incompetent comprador government, expel the foreign ** team on our land, and say no to the Western countries that plunder the resources of our country, join me, those Western bandits will surely perish!" Assad's speech was heard from the loudspeakers on the streets, which was very incendiary, and the old president was extremely sad to see the troops brandishing AK47s in the streets to celebrate their victory.

The pickup truck slowly stopped, and then the two big men directly dragged the old president with his hands tied from the car and dragged him into the elevator of the radio and television station.

"What are you going to do? I am the president of this country! ”

"Oh, yes, then please die, President!" A soldier lifted his head and smashed it on the bridge of the old president's nose, and the old president only felt that there were gold stars in front of his eyes, and nosebleeds and tears flowed uncontrollably.

The elevator rose to the studio hall, and then the soldiers violently dragged the old president out of the room.

"Now, my friends, it's time to put to trial the thieves who sell the territory and resources of the country to foreigners! Tie him up! Wearing a red military hat and a desert scarf, and wearing a camouflage uniform, Assad tidied up his clothes, then pulled out the shā mò zhī yīng from his waist and pulled the trigger on the old president tied to the camera.

"This is the first step in the rise of Uzstan! Banzai! ”

As soon as the president died, the helicopters sent by Russia immediately diverted to the Praetorian Guard led by the old president's son, and they wanted to support a new president, and at the same time, the Aerospace Forces also sent bombers to attack Assad's rebel army, and the US military did not do anything other than mobilize a group of people to the embassy in the capital to protect the lives of Americans, and they were all waiting for Assad's next move.

And Assad is also a human being, on the one hand, the army he led continues to show goodwill to the United States, on the other hand, he said that he will not infringe on Russia's interests in Uzstan, and only cares about fighting with the local armed forces, which also makes some deployments of the two countries pause, the United States even provided a batch of weapons to Assad's army through middlemen, and the most annoying thing is that there is also a money from a certain oil organization in Europe that flows into Assad's Swiss account, in short, after this coup, only the government army led by the small president suffers, This is something that no one expected. 5