Crossing through time 04, I blew up the American aircraft carrier.

Looking down at the slippers he was wearing, Qin Yuan couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion.

Without advanced equipment, we can only use human lives to fill the gaps!

It's like fighting a tank with only a rocket launcher; the entire tribe only got one! Qasim even fell on the way to the charge!

If we had anti-tank missiles, it would be a piece of cake!

Brave young soldiers in slippers should not sacrifice themselves because of outdated equipment!

To acquire advanced equipment, you need money, and nowadays, robbery is the easiest way!

Said's eyes widened.

Robbing a bank?

Excited cheers erupted again from ahead.

"sarkha! sarkha sarkha!"

The young men in flip-flops rushed into Kitaf, but instead of the expected battle, they saw countless defenders fleeing in panic!

Since the government troops have fled, of course they should pursue them!

The group chased after them for several miles until they reached this place.

Seeing the tanks abandoned by the government forces, everyone was genuinely excited!

Illuminated by the flames of the burning tank, Kamal strode up to Tank 502 and looked at Qin Yuan, who had jumped off the tank.

"Hassan, you're amazing! You deserve the most credit for this victory!"

The entire battle plan was devised by Qin Yuan, and now, Kamal's eyes are filled with admiration!

Are there any other vehicles in Kitaf?

"There's a fleet of pickup trucks we're chasing hard, but we haven't had time to count the exact number yet."

"No need for statistics. Drive those pickup trucks back, take all the remaining steel-tube rockets, and march towards Sadah with our tank units!"

"good!"

At this moment, Kamal completely obeyed Qin Yuan's orders. Different tribes were not important; the key was who could lead everyone to victory!

Kitaf.

Hamid, along with a few remaining men, checked the weapons and equipment. He was overjoyed to see the pursuers return.

"Kamal, how did it go?"

"Not bad, of the seven tanks that escaped, one was destroyed, and the other six are now in our hands. Next, we will..."

Before he could finish speaking, a man riding an Arabian horse and leading an unridden horse sped towards them from the darkness.

"Where is Teacher Hamid? Where is Teacher Hamid?"

Hamid looked at the newcomer: "I'm here, Aldin? What is it?"

"Professor Haishan was very pleased to hear that things are progressing well here and would like to ask you to go back and explain your tactics to the others! I have already called Professor Tarik, and he is on his way back."

go back?

Hamid's expression was complicated. Hassan was planning to attack Sadah next. I'm going back now...

However, since Aldin was the most loyal protector of Mentor Haisan-Housse, he absolutely could not refuse his personal visit.

"Okay, I'm leaving now. Kamal, tell Hassan to suspend the attack on Saada until we return."

He didn't want anything to happen to Qin Yuan. Such an excellent commander, as long as he survived, would definitely rise rapidly in the organization!

If we absolutely have to charge into Saada, then I'll lead the charge myself!

"Yes."

"Remember, do not act on your own!"

After giving one more instruction, Hamid finally mounted another Arabian horse and left with Al-Din.

On the mountain road, tank number 502 roared as it rammed into the already burned wrecked tank blocking its way.

Bang! Buzz!

Propelled by it, the tank gradually moved towards the cliff until it finally fell off the cliff.

Crash... Rumble...

"Alright, mission accomplished! Next, let's fill up the tanks with fuel, and then we can charge straight to Sadah!"

Standing atop the tank, Qin Yuan gazed in the direction of Sadah, filled with immense excitement.

Behind them, a person walked over listlessly, as if their body had been drained of all its energy.

"Kamal, you've finally arrived! Hey, why the look on your face?"

"Hassan, both Professor Hamid and my uncle have been summoned by Instructor Haishan. Before leaving, he instructed me to inform you to suspend the operation..."

"What? What did you say? I can't hear you!"

Seeing Qin Yuan's exaggerated movements, Kamal became even more confused.

"Right now, the fleeing garrison in Kitaf hasn't returned yet, and Sadah is unaware of what's happening here. This is our only chance."

Qin Yuan looked at Kamal, his tone serious: "So, Kamal, how about we pull off something big?"

"think!"

Kamal and Qin Yuan are about the same age and are in their prime. The series of victories has made him admire Qin Yuan even more. If Qin Yuan says it can be done, then it definitely can be done!

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's set off now! We'll go to Sada and wreak havoc! We'll arrive at dawn and give them a big surprise!"

Even if the pickup truck has to go back to reload rockets, it's still fast enough to catch up and reach Saada together!

Sada, I'm here!

Saada, the capital of Saada province, is located in the Serat Mountains at an altitude of 1,800 meters and has a long history.

Because this is the stronghold of the Zaid faction, it has been a key target of the North Yemeni government's defense for the past few decades, with a force the size of an infantry division stationed here!

However, with the constant rebellions in various places, troops were continuously dispatched to quell them, resulting in fewer and fewer troops remaining in the area.

The last main force was the 115th Infantry Brigade, which was deployed yesterday to suppress the Kitaf rebellion.

However, strict discipline was nonexistent in the Yemeni government army. Their preparations before departure were slow and drawn out. By nightfall, they had set up camp in the Waila tribe along the way!

Not even counting the route along the way, it was clearly a detour!

The garrison commander, Khalifa, was so angry he jumped up and down!

The brigade commander of the 115th Infantry Brigade, Seif, came from the Waira tribe. He was leading his troops back to show off to the rest of the tribe!

What time is it? Still showing off!

He slept poorly all night, and when the first light of dawn appeared in the east, he got out of bed again.

"Where is the 115th Infantry Brigade?"

"Still in the Waira tribe," the assistant replied.

"Damn it, when exactly is he planning to leave? If Kitaf falls, the consequences will be..."

Before he could finish speaking, a strange howling sound came from outside.

What's going on?

He ran to the window and saw, in the sunlight, countless arrow-like things appeared!

Those things magnified rapidly; the pointed warhead and four tail fins were all so clear.

Rockets!

A sweeping attack!

Was this fired by... those guerrillas in the remote mountain valleys?

Khalifa's pupils dilated, his body trembled, and cold sweat poured down his back.

These damn slipper-wearing guys aren't just causing trouble in the small towns below, they're even harassing the city of Sada!

The city of Sada is completely undefended!

boom!

In the empty military camp, bright flowers bloom.