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Chapter 34 Taking You Home for Christmas
"My respected friend, can you just ignore your drone and pick the biggest short point when it takes off?" asked Husseira's engineer excitedly.

Although they are not very developed, they have gradually collected a lot of equipment in the international market.

However, these equipments are relatively complicated to operate, difficult to maintain, and it is difficult to find spare parts.

It's really hard not to like the point-and-shoot drone like the Twin-Tailed Scorpion in the Middle East.

Hussein stood aside. After listening, he stroked his beard, his expression extremely hesitant, and he seemed to want to say something but stopped himself several times.

Li Yunfei looked at the other person's expression and took the initiative to ask: "My friend, do you have any other questions?"

"Don't worry. In the international market, we at Huadun have always attached great importance to our reputation. We guarantee that you will be satisfied with our after-sales service."

Hussein breathed a sigh of relief. He stroked his beard, gave a thumbs-up and praised: "My respected friend, you are really conscientious in doing business!"

"Some bald eagle thieves broke into our house. The stuff we have is not very advanced, and the quantity is not large."

"I'm worried about how to drive them away. You guys in the East are best at defeating the strong with the weak, so can you help us?"

Bald eagle thief?

Oh, the bald eagle is the national bird of the United States, it speaks of America!
The atmosphere in the Huadun conference room suddenly became quiet.

On the blue planet, you can say America is bad, but you must never say American food is bad.

To put it bluntly, Hussein's current strength is no different from being poor and penniless.

If they want to drive the United States away, then Wu Zetian’s husband will definitely die - she has lost Li Zhi!

Li Yunfei looked at the other person's sincere eyes and was a little at a loss for a moment.

So on weekdays, everyone can chat freely on the Internet, but when it comes to real life, they still feel a little nervous.

We are just talking, but they are really risking their lives!
Finally, in the conference room, it was Mr. He who stood up.

"Director, let me say a few words. No matter how difficult Hussein is, can it be as difficult as we were back then?"

"It's not the weapons but the people that determine the final victory or defeat. In war, the key is to be realistic and make the enemy defenseless!"

"They have good weapons. Don't send a small boat over there to cause bad luck."

"As the saying goes, it is better to cut off one finger than to hurt ten fingers. You must not gather all the firecrackers together and fire them in a concentrated manner to launch a saturation attack."

"They will definitely not be able to handle the electromagnetic interference, so they will definitely use firecrackers to consume it. When they have consumed it, it will be time for the double-tailed scorpion to appear."

"Two hundred twin-tailed scorpions, all take off within half an hour, assemble in the air, capture fighter planes, and airdrop together within two minutes."

"Eight hundred airdrop pods are enough to give them a hard time even if an aircraft carrier fleet comes!" Old He said.

He fought in the battlefield when he was young, and later retired. He has been engaged in equipment design and development. Although he is old, he still has a wealth of theoretical knowledge.

When this battle plan was proposed, everyone in Husseira on the other side of the video took a deep breath.

This idea can be said to be quite bold, and it might really make big news.

But there are risks as well, after all, Husseira's family is not really wealthy.

This plan basically means emptying the family's assets and taking a gamble at the cost of one's life.

Hussein hesitated for a moment. After saying thank you, he hung up the video.

Hua Dun and others didn't take this matter seriously.

After all, it was just a proposal, and no one really believed that the other party would adopt it. In the final analysis, everyone only met once.

At noon that day, the atmosphere in the Ministry of Defense of Hussein was quite solemn. Everyone stared at Hussein and asked, "Commander, do we really want to try the suggestion of our Eastern friends?"

"Otherwise, don't worry, God and Allah will bless us. When it comes to fighting, no one on the entire blue planet knows more about it than our friends in the East." Hussein said with determination.

That afternoon.

A fleet consisting of three US destroyers and a supply ship, escorting merchant ships heading to the Hexagram, approached the territorial waters of Hussein in a swaggering manner.

Since the Six-Pointed Star began its invasion of Gaza, Houthi Arab has announced that cargo ships heading to the Six-Pointed Star are prohibited from passing through its territorial waters.

After seizing a number of cargo ships, the United States began to dispatch warships to escort cargo ships and forcibly pass through the territorial waters of Houthi Arabia.

In the past, once you entered the other party's territorial waters, you would at least attract one or two firecrackers.

But today, the other party was so quiet that it was a little scary, which made everyone in the fleet somewhat nervous.

"Commander, the atmosphere is not right today. Are they waiting for us?" The flagship's first mate looked at the radar and asked with some concern.

Fleet Commander Joseph Adam sat in the captain's chair, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, and laughed disdainfully.

"Don't worry, George. How many firecrackers can a bunch of poor guys wearing slippers have?"

"We've fought so hard during this period, and most likely we've run out of stock. Don't worry."

He was born into the Joseph family, one of the top families in the United States. At the age of 38, he became the fleet commander within less than three years of joining the army.

With the family's support, Adam's career was smooth sailing, which also cultivated his extremely confident character.

After all, the three American destroyers and supply ships he has are the newest warships in the Middle East theater.

Even if there is a conflict, no matter where it happens, we can kill all of them when facing these countries in the Middle East.

The reason why I carried out this task was because my family had already made arrangements, and I came here just to gild my reputation.

When Joseph George thought of this, he put down the coffee cup in his hand and said confidently: "Don't worry, boys, I will take you home before Christmas!"

When everyone on the flagship bridge heard this, they all cheered.

Being able to return home before Christmas is really a happy thing for them who are far away in the war zone in the Middle East.

Only George, the mature and experienced fleet first mate, gradually frowned.

This sentence seemed somewhat familiar to him. It seemed that a famous commander had once said it.

It’s a pity that he broke his promise.

"God bless me, I hope I can return home safely before Christmas!" George sighed and made the sign of the cross on his chest.

Then he began to cheer up and operate the warship.

When the fleet had sailed less than five nautical miles forward, the radar soldier was stunned for a moment and his face suddenly changed.

"There are a lot of firecrackers coming, at least fifty!"

"I repeat, this is not a drill! This is not a drill!"

Alarms rang throughout the fleet, and everyone immediately put on fireproof helmets and entered wartime status.

After years of preparation for war, the professionalism of these people was fully demonstrated at this moment. Everyone performed their duties, including the commander who came to gild himself.

(End of this chapter)