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The capital city is facing attacks from the rebels.

The port of Latakia is one of the few areas currently controlled by the government.

Thinking about the turbulent situation in the country, Fedile's eyes showed worry.

There are people behind many armed forces and rebels.

Otherwise, they will be wiped out.

How could the situation be so bad.

"General."

"The ship has been docked."

At this time, the adjutant beside him reminded him.

Hearing this, Fedile looked up.

Looking at the container ship that had already docked, he took a deep breath: "Assemble the troops and ship the equipment."

"Yes!"

More than ten minutes later.

Two people got off the ship.

Led by two soldiers, I met Fedile.

"Hello, Mr. Fedile, I am from Xinghai Technology Company. This is the list of goods. Please check it."

Sun Yuanhui swallowed his saliva and pretended to be calm.

He never thought that the recipient of this batch of goods would be the Syrian army.

I thought it was just an ordinary cargo transportation trip.

Who knew that the buyer was the military.

You know, a large-scale war broke out in Syria at this time.

Feidile reached out to take the list, glanced at it casually, and handed it to the adjutant beside him: "Check the goods."

"Yes!"

The adjutant nodded and said: "You, you, and dozens of you, be quick and carry all the goods in the container out for me."

After a while, dozens of soldiers began to open the container door and carry out the wooden boxes inside.

3,000 drones require hundreds of containers.

Fortunately, Latakia Port is the largest seaport in Syria, with a complete range of lifting equipment.

Despite this, it still took more than two hours to lift more than a hundred containers from the ship to the ground.

"General, we have counted them, and the number is correct."

"Okay."

Fedil nodded and ordered; "Let everyone take action, load the things onto the trucks, and leave the port as soon as possible."

The port is not very safe either. Although the rebels do not have missiles, they have mortars, rocket launchers, M3 "Gustav" recoilless guns and other individual heavy weapons, so it is difficult to guarantee that there are no spies in the port.

"Yes!"

With hundreds of soldiers busy.

A large number of boxes were loaded onto trucks and then transported away from the port, first to the military base on the outskirts of Latakia Port.

Handed over to the garrison here for safekeeping.

More than 2,000 boxes were transported in succession.

The last 800 boxes were transported by more than 45,730 trucks and divided into two near the city of Jisr al-Shughur.

One part was transported to Aleppo, the largest city in Syria and a major city in the north currently controlled by the government forces.

The rest was transported to the capital Damascus.

However, there were rebels along the way to the capital, which was one of the main places of activity for the rebels. For this reason, Fedile personally escorted the drones to the capital.

Fortunately, they successfully avoided the siege of the rebels along the way and arrived safely in the area controlled by the government army.

He asked someone to deliver the drones to the base in the city, and he went to the presidential palace in person.

After some briefing, he successfully met President Basar.

"Mr. President, part of the drones purchased from Xinhan have been delivered to the city."

"Oh?" Basar's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately stood up and said with interest: "Let's go and take a look."

Of course, we have to take a look at the weapons and equipment that cost more than 20 million US dollars, and according to the previous design, this thing will be very useful in encircling and suppressing the rebels.

After a while, Basar came to the base in the city and saw the boxes being unloaded.

Immediately asked someone to open one of the boxes.

The Xinghai Feitu T1 drone was revealed.

"How do I use this!"

"Mr. President, it's very simple. This drone is very easy to control and can be controlled directly by the remote control."

As he said, he asked someone to unfold the drone and install some parts. He personally demonstrated the flight.

As for why he could do it.

The reason was very simple. When he was at the port, he asked Sun Yuanhui to teach him how to operate it. After flying for dozens of minutes, he had mastered the operation of this drone.

After a while, the installation and debugging were completed.

After turning on the power, Fedile operated it himself.

Under a pair of curious eyes.

The drone's four-corner rotors turned, making a "whoosh" sound.

Feder operated the lifting lever, and the drone immediately flew up, very fast, and flew to more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.

And it got higher and higher.

"Is this a display screen?"

Basar looked at the display on the operating device and was surprised.

"Yes, Mr. President, through the display screen, you can see the pictures taken by the drone, and through the pictures, we can find the enemy situation around us."

"If there are rebels and militants hiding somewhere in the city, it will cause great casualties during street fighting. Then, with drones, we can drop grenades from drones to the hiding places of the rebels and directly blow them up."

Basar once served in the army. From what Fedile said, he immediately understood how important this drone is in street fighting or beheading.

At present, the Syrian-Asian war is in a stalemate.

There is no large-scale tank battle.

There are more encounters and urban battles.

This is also one of the reasons why he immediately asked people to buy drones after listening to Fedile.

"Can you demonstrate it right away?"

"I want to see the effect."

Basar said.

It's all very nice, but we still have to see the actual combat situation.

"Mr. President, it needs to be improved so that it can be remotely dropped."

Hearing that it couldn't be put into actual combat immediately, Basar nodded, and didn't force it, but urged to complete the improvement as soon as possible.

The improvement is not difficult. It only needs to add a module so that it can actively drop the mounted grenades and small mortar shells when it is controlled.

Three days later.

The modification was completed.

Several things similar to buckles were added, which were controlled by external electronic modules. When dropped, the buckles opened automatically.

After learning that after the modification was completed and the actual combat test was carried out, Basar went to the scene to observe in person.

Accompanied by the roar, the modified drone hung 6 mortar shells and flew towards the sky, flying higher and higher, and soon reached an altitude of 600 to 700 meters.

Federer pushed the forward joystick and flew out of the city.

The town of Gatana, 15 kilometers away, has been captured by the rebels.

After arriving above Gatana, Fedil began to operate the drone to descend.

At this time on the ground.

A group of rebels were resting on the sand.

Planning to launch a new round of attacks on the outer positions of Damascus in 40 minutes.

No one noticed that there was a drone overhead.

Until the drone descended to two or three hundred meters, the noise of the rotating wings made some people notice it. Looking up at the sky, they found the drone.

At this time, Fedil pressed the delivery button.

The drone hoisting buckle opened.

A small mortar shell fell down.

It fell to the ground in a few seconds.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and the black smoke was mixed with the flames of ammunition explosions. More than a dozen militants did not have time to react.

They were killed or injured in an instant.

They fell in a pool of blood and wailed in pain.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two more mortar shells fell one after another.

An explosion occurred.

"Da Da Da!"

The militants who reacted raised their guns and shot at the drone in the air.

Seeing this.

Federer dodged in a hurry and raised his altitude at the same time.

While raising his altitude, he did not care about the accuracy and hurriedly pressed the launch button.

The remaining three mortar shells fell one after another.

This time the militants on the ground learned their lesson.

Hurry up and run away.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Three violent explosions sounded.

More than 10 unlucky people were slow to move and fell to the ground.

Holding their arms or legs, they wailed in pain and screamed.

"Good!"

"Good explosion."

"I didn't expect this small drone to be so useful."

"Federer,You did a great job. I now appoint you as the head of the drone unit and responsible for forming the drone unit. "

After seeing the actual combat effect with his own eyes, Basar was very satisfied.

A few mortar shells easily eliminated a platoon of rebels (cefh). The cost was too cost-effective. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

The key is that he felt the feeling of having the enemy under control.

Every move of the enemy can be seen clearly through the drone.

This kind of combat was something he had never experienced before.

In the next few days, Fedile trained Thousands of drone operators.

Consumer-grade drones are much less troublesome to operate than military drones. Normal people can become proficient in them in an hour at most.

The transformation work has not stopped.

In less than a week, 400 Xinghai Feitu T1 drones in Damascus were converted into flying weapon platforms capable of launching mortar shells and grenades.

June 19.

This day.

It was also the first time that the Syrian-Asian drone force went into battle.

At this time, The rebels outside attacked the outer positions of Damascus crazily, and various mortars and anti-tank guns blew up the government's armored vehicles and tanks.

Even car bombs and suicide attacks were used.

The two sides fought fiercely.

After receiving the order to join the war.

Fedil quickly gathered his people. []

No extra nonsense, directly divided into 10 tactical groups.

Each tactical group has 40 drones.

Echelon attack.

There is no nest All of them rushed forward.

To put it bluntly, drones rely on taking the enemy by surprise.

If they were used on a large scale, it would be counterproductive, unless it was a suicide drone.

Using a drone worth seven or eight thousand dollars to carry out a suicide charge, it would be ok if it was killed, but if it failed to attack and was shot down, it would be a big loss.

In addition, the Xinghai Feitu T1 drone is relatively large and can be easily shot down.

So a suicide charge is a stupid act.

"Group 1 take off."

As soon as the voice fell, dozens of drones took off, carrying hundreds of grenades and mortar shells, and flew towards the battle zone outside the city.

A moment later.

They arrived at the battlefield.

"Attention, all teams, control the altitude, pull up to more than 500 meters, don't be exposed, and disperse one by one. ”

“Team 1, attack target area 2-1 and destroy the enemy machine gun position.”

“Team 2, go to area 2-7 and destroy the mortar.”

“Team 3, go to area 4-5, the intersection of Farmer Street, and blow up the firing point.”

“The remaining teams, play freely and attack the target!”

Before the battle, in order to facilitate command, Fedil divided the suburbs of Damascus into code names for easy command.

Soon, several members of Group 1The teams dispersed and flew towards their respective target areas.

Ground.

"Da Da Da!!"

"Bang Bang!"

"Boom!"

Gunshots.

The sound of grenades continued.

Faris is one of the important members of the People's Support Front armed organization. He controls thousands of militants, and his organization has a total force of more than 20,000 people.

In the surrounding areas, there are six or seven similar organizations with varying strengths.

The siege of Damascus was also a joint operation of five parties.

At this time.

He was in a pickup truck, directing the battle.

Seeing that he couldn't get through the intersection ahead of him for a long time, he was a little upset and shouted impatiently: "Amar, take your reserve team to me and take the intersection for me."

Amar is the backbone and confidant of his subordinates, and he is extremely brave in combat.

He personally killed no less than a hundred government soldiers.

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, Amar led 200 elite militants under his command, rushed out of the trench and began to detour.

"Buzz..."

At this time, a buzzing sound came.

It was very subtle, but Faris still heard it.

Looked up.

At some point, several black spots appeared in the sky, which seemed to be some kind of aircraft.

When he was wondering, the black spots seemed to drop something.

Suddenly, he thought of something and his face changed drastically.

"Run!"

After saying that, he jumped off the pickup truck.

However, his running speed was not as fast as the speed of the shells falling.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Several mortar shells fell, directly killing the pickup truck and even the militants within a range of 30 meters.

There was a loud explosion, the sound was deafening.

It was like a signal to open fire.

Soon, in a corner where the two sides were fighting.

There were dense explosions.

Many militants were killed or injured by the sudden "express delivery" before they could react.

Hundreds of grenades or mortar shells made explosions.

The government soldiers who were fighting were dumbfounded.

"God, what's going on? Is it artillery support? But the accuracy is too good."

"Look, those black spots in the sky, the shells are dropped from there."

"What is that?"

"I heard that a new unit was recently formed, called the drone unit, could this be a drone?"

"Great, blow up these hateful militants."

"Bomb them hard!!"

With the participation of drones in the war, the morale of the Syrian government forces soared.

And the militants who were bombed fled in embarrassment.

They retreated in disgrace.

Of course, there were also those who fought back with guns.

There were indeed quite a few who were shot down.

After all, they are all novices, and many people's reactions and operations are still not that fast.

However, compared with the results achieved, this loss is obviously insignificant.

The rebels fled, and the Syrian government forces took the opportunity to counterattack.

Chased and killed them.

Casualties further increased.

Countless rebels fell in a pool of blood.

With this.

Group 2.

Also rushed to another direction to participate in the battle.

Also achieved amazing combat results.

Killed and injured thousands of militants.

More importantly, it disturbed the rebels' minds.

However, grenades and mortar ammunition were also consumed a lot.

Fortunately, there is the support of the bear behind him, so Bashar does not have to worry.

After the first large-scale participation in the war, Bashar, who tasted the sweetness, achieved good results in the next few battles, and used drones to drop bombs from a long distance.

The rebels were exhausted.

Finally they withdrew directly.

The government army took back the lost territory.

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