When you are rich, there is Rheinmetall; when you are poor, there is Rheinsteel!

The person who was scolded did not dare to breathe loudly. There was no other way. This person was the person in charge of this war.

After this battle is over, he will be promoted, return to China, and become a senior official at Central Command in Washington.

As for these guys, they can only continue to earn their qualifications in this hellish place, and then wait for one day when they will come forward.

After looking at the sand table for a while, Dana returned to his room and began to use yoga to relax himself.

This battle is a crucial battle for him, and he must not make any mistakes.

When the sun rose in the east again, Dana also received news from Diego Garcia Air Force Base - the fruits were ready and the party could start at any time.

What followed was news from the Fifth Fleet and the English Navy.

The fleet has already blockaded the Mediterranean Sea, the Red Sea and the Persian Gulf, and could start at any time.

After receiving these two pieces of news, Dana smiled slightly, returned to the room first, cleaned up his personal hygiene from inside to outside, put on a new general uniform, and then returned to the command center in full view of everyone.

Holding the edge of the sand table with both hands, he showed a friendly smile to the people present and said: "Everyone, let us start this feast and bring salvation to the Iraqis!"

"Bring them freedom and democracy!"

Reaching out to pick up the flag on the edge of the sand table, and twirling it around the sand table, Dana inserted the flag into Baghdad.

"Mediterranean Sea, Red Sea, Persian Gulf Fleet, predetermined plan, strike assigned targets, saturation strike."

"After the missile attack, F16s, F22s, and EF-111s from the Udeidir base will take off to cover the F117s' attack on the air defense positions. You only have two hours."

"In two hours, I want Iraqi airspace, an undefended girl."

"Wait for these fighters to retreat."

"All B1B Lancers and B52 bombers took off from Samlet Air Force Base in Oman, carrying leaflets, dropping them all the way from the southern area, and finally landed at the Turkish base."

"After replenishing the flyers there, continue takeoff and then land in Oman."

"I want every Iraqi to get a leaflet."

"Digo Garcia Air Force Base, all B2 bombers, one will depart every 20 minutes to bomb the target, infantry division and armored division in northern Iraq."

"Remember, you have to appear in the eyes of the Iraqis one after another like a rally, and then bring fear to them."

"Kuwaiti 1st Marine Division, you are approaching the border. Instead of fighting, you persuade us to surrender and show that we are a benevolent army."

"Tell them that our target is only their president who farts all the time, and their stubborn direct descendants."

"During this period, our EF-111 electronic warfare aircraft will be all over Iraq. There is no need to carry out electronic warfare suppression. Wherever communication signals appear, we will mark them and hand them over to B52 bombers."

"The places where large-scale radio stations can still be used at this time are either their command centers or military camps. If they are bombed, there will be no harm."

"have you understood?"

After explaining the plan according to the script, Dana's falcon-like eyes swept over the people present. At this moment, he was the most ferocious falcon in the command center.

No one dared to look at him.

Scanned by his gaze, the staff quickly turned around, picked up the communication equipment on their chests, and called the place they were responsible for.

As the staff issued instructions.

Starting from the Persian Gulf in the east, the Red Sea in the south, and the Mediterranean Sea in the west, all ships equipped with Tomahawk cruise missiles are slowly opening their launch silos at this moment.

As the attack countdown reached zero, one after another, the suit cruise missiles took off and flew towards the preset coordinates.

Nasiriyah.

Weather, light rain, southeast wind, 32℃, atmospheric visibility, medium.

This is an important city in southern Iraq, and it is also the command center of the southern air defense zone.

Although it is known as an important air defense center, the troops stationed there only have a small number of anti-aircraft missiles. The most abundant weapons are anti-aircraft artillery that were used extensively in World War II.

The usefulness of this thing can only be said to be better than nothing.

On the southern defense and control position, recruit Bryce leaned on the sight of the anti-aircraft gun, controlled the sight with his left hand, and gently turned the joystick of the anti-aircraft gun with his right hand, controlling the slow rotation of the anti-aircraft gun.

at this time.

The air defense radar made a shrill scream. The sound was so harsh that it hurt people's heads.

Before Bryce could ask, his squad leader jumped up from the ground next to the anti-aircraft gun, kicked him to the assistant shooter position next to him, and shouted:

"control direction."

After shouting, the squad leader pressed the launch switch of the anti-aircraft gun with both hands, and kept searching the air with his eyes.

And Bryce, under the command of the squad leader, controlled the joystick and slowly searched the sky.

After the veteran finished all this, the radar operator's cry came over the position radio: "It's a missile!"

Unfortunately, this shout came too late.

The combat cruise missile has reached Bryce's visual range, and he has already seen the white missile.

Before he could turn the joystick, the missile was already at his head.

The moment he was overturned by the explosion, Bryce had only one thought in his mind.

This thing is so fast.

A total of seventeen combat cruise missiles visited this air defense position. The explosions generated by these seventeen missiles were like plowshares, completely plowing over the air defense position.

A telescope slowly stretched out from a bush not far from the position.

Behind the telescope was an obvious Arab face. He used the telescope to observe the surroundings, then retracted the telescope, took out the camera, and took a few photos.

Then he slowly retracted into the bush.

When other troops got the news and rushed here to support, only burning ruins were left.

After a short search, they prepared to evacuate.

However, a discordant sound came from the sky.

In the sky, two F-117 bombers appeared over Nasiriyah in a dignified manner, as if entering an unmanned area.

"Command center, this is No. 2, we are about to arrive over the Nasiriyah defense position, over."

"No. 2, please pay attention to the ground laser guidance, over."

"Command center, No. 2 received the ground laser guidance signal, over."

After receiving the laser guidance signal from the ground, the two F-117s began to adjust their posture and began to dive towards the ground.

After diving to the right position, the pilots on the two bombers pressed the bomb button without hesitation.

A total of four BLU-109 laser-guided bombs fell on the hidden army under the guidance of ground laser guidance.

Boom boom boom!

Four explosions sounded in succession. Looking at the small mushroom cloud rising from the ground, the two F-117s turned around and flew south.

After the explosion, a telescope popped out from the bushes on the ground again. After looking for a while, the telescope was retracted.

Then it disappeared.

The same experience also occurred in the western, central and northern air defense bases.

[Four air defense positions have been destroyed. ]

The news was transmitted to the Central Command Front Command, and then to the Samlet Air Force Base. The B1B and B52, which had been prepared for a long time, entered the elephant walk state. After a short taxiing, the nose was slightly raised and rushed into the sky.

Entering Iraq from the estuaries of the Euphrates and Tigris rivers, heading northwest along these two rivers that carry thousands of years of history.

Passing by the town, a "bomb" was dropped.

Seeing the bombs dropped by these bombers, the Iraqis on the ground looked for places to hide, and at the same time held their heads tightly with both hands, praying that the bombs would not fall on their heads.

However, these bombs did not fall to the ground, but exploded in the airspace in the eyes of the crowd of horror, turning into countless colorful papers.

Like snowflakes, falling with the wind.

No explosion, no burning.

Some brave people picked up the falling papers, held them in their hands, and read them carefully.

Some more careful people watched others take them for a while before they felt relieved and picked up other papers.

First touch it carefully with your index finger, then put your index finger into your mouth and lick it with your tongue.

A few minutes later, they were not dead.

Safe!

Only then did they start to read the words on the paper.

Very short Arabs.

[Dear Iraqis, hello, I am Dana, the commander-in-chief of the Qatar Forward Command of the American Central Command.

I am here to beg you to hand over your perverse president.

As the saying goes, one person is responsible for his own actions.

Since he dared to do it on the first day of the month, we will do it on the fifteenth day.

Once again, I solemnly promise that as long as you provide the location information of that scum president, we will provide you with $100,000 in cash.

At the same time, we will provide you with political asylum.

Of course, we will also repair everything that happened today because of him. You can refer to Japan for the degree of repair.

Contact information: 99999 to Line 2. 】

Looking at this leaflet, the Iraqis who received the leaflet showed a lot of question marks on their faces. What is this operation?

Never seen it!

After a while, these ordinary Iraqis bent down and prepared to pick up these papers that felt good.

Take them home to start a fire, or wipe your ass.

However, before they could pick them up for too long, the army arrived.

…………

At the Qatar Front Command, Dana received news from the bomber formation that they had landed at the Turkish air force base and were loading a new batch of leaflets.

Will take off again in half an hour.

After receiving the news, Dana seemed very excited and even hummed a ballad in the command center.

Seeing him like this, the staff officers beside him couldn't help but be very curious, why the commander-in-chief would use the plan that was originally mentioned in the bombing plan.

Sensing the staff officers' strangeness, Dena stopped humming and explained to these young people: "Attacking the city is inferior, attacking the heart is superior."

"With the number of spies we sent out, we don't need these ordinary people to provide coordinates, and we can easily solve all the targets."

"The purpose of sending these leaflets is to make the useless Iraqi president suspicious himself."

"According to his personality, at this moment, I'm afraid he has sent troops into residential areas to massacre ordinary people who picked up leaflets."

"Those civilians may have gone to farm today, or walked out for a walk, but these ideas were disrupted by the war."

"Then, picking up a leaflet, he was beaten up, and more likely to die."

"What do you think they will do?"

"Because the plan was leaked, we can only launch the attack in advance this time. Many things are not justified."

"What if the phone we prepared received a call for help from the Iraqi people?"

"Then we have every right to send troops to save the Iraqis from danger."

"What's more, we have spies!"

After explaining, he slowly raised his head and looked at the ceiling absentmindedly: "When the seeds of suspicion are planted, what color of flower will bloom?"