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

"Hassan, Hassan, are you alright?" Sayyid ran up to Qin Yuan and looked him up and down.

"What could possibly happen to me... Hey, watch out!"

hula la...

A group of brothers from the tribe also came running! They headed straight for the tank!

Qin Yuan quickly stopped them, asking, "Do you guys have any regard for your lives?"

A single grenade thrown into a tank might at most kill the tank crew inside, but... this is a cluster grenade!

That quantity is enough to detonate the internal ammunition!

Although everything is fine now, it could explode at any moment!

Unfortunately, no one listened to him.

Watban, a young man from the tribe, was incredibly fast-moving!

By the time Qin Yuan finished speaking, he was already standing on top of the tall turret, raising his AK47 rifle and pointing it at the sky.

Da da da!

Everyone else stood up as well, raising their guns overhead, creating a forest of guns.

"sarkha! sarkha sarkha!"

"Get down, all of you! This is my spoils!"

Seeing the large creature reluctantly descend, Qin Yuan cautiously climbed up and peered inside through the open hatch.

The smell of barbecue was so strong it was almost nauseating, but... I'll be seeing it all the time, so I'll have to force myself to get used to it!

Qin Yuan's gaze swept around inside, and then...

Damn it, those Russian grenades are really unreliable!

A bundle of grenades, only two exploded! The rest were duds!

Moreover, the two who were blown up managed to use their bodies to block shrapnel, thus avoiding being hit by the fatal shells or fuel tanks!

Flames shot forward, killing the driver as well, but... the engine compartment at the back looked intact!

and so……

This tank is still usable! As long as...

"Hassan, get down!"

Qin Yuan ignored him and was about to climb in when, in the next moment, his collar was grabbed from behind.

"Hassan, I admit you were very brave just now, and you lived up to my teachings, but what comes next... is beyond your control! Sayyid, Watban, keep an eye on your young chief!"

So Qin Yuan was thrown down.

Qin Yuan had mixed feelings.

The Middle East is full of cowards.

Leaving aside Sha's old-timers, even Lang Tuo has slowly become a coward. When he is beaten, he only curses back, and when he occasionally retaliates, he has to give advance notice.

The only ones who can stand up straight here are the slipper army!

This formidable fighting spirit is not something that can be achieved overnight; it is instilled through teaching by example and through personal practice.

Just like now!

Qin Yuan asked the other members of the tribe to come down because he was worried about their safety, while Hamid, the teacher, threw Qin Yuan down because he was worried about his own safety.

In case of danger, you must be the first to step in!

Under Qin Yuan's complicated gaze, Hamid crawled into the tank.

A few minutes later, Hamid's dark hair appeared first, followed by his arms and hands.

She was carrying a headscarf, and something was wrapped inside the headscarf.

"Teacher, I'll catch it for you!"

"No need, you all stay away!"

A grenade with the pin pulled is extremely dangerous; it could explode at any moment!

Hamid gently lifted the headscarf bundle, slowly stepped off the tank, and walked towards the hillside by the roadside...

His every step was so powerful, and his slippers were so steady.

However, his robe was soaked through and clung to his back.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Splash...

The moment the grenade was thrown off the cliff, Hamid collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

It seemed that he had used up all his courage.

"Teacher, you are truly our wonderful teacher!"

Hamid turned his head and saw Qin Yuan's outstretched hand.

Hamid stood up and patted Qin Yuan on the shoulder.

"Hassan, you acted very bravely! If one day I... then you will lead this unit!"

Hamid was pleased.

Hassan performed very well during the lecture, but after all, Hassan is the chief's son, and it is said that he was spoiled since childhood. Who knows if he will wet his pants on the battlefield?

Now... Hassan is showing great courage! And he's also very intelligent; he's definitely capable of being groomed to be the commander of this unit!

"What are you all doing crowding around here? Clean up the tanks! Clean up the battlefield! And... gather up Qasim's body..."

Just then, the pickup truck drove up.

"Uncle Rushdie, please take Qasim's body back with you, and also tell my father that we will fight bravely!" Qin Yuan said to the driver who got out of the car.

Rushdie's expression was complex.

A dozen minutes later.

Black smoke billowed from the rear of the T-55 tank, its tracks whirring as it chugled. The tank was filled with young men, continuing their advance toward the battlefield!

Watban was driving in front, and Hamid sat in the rear turret in the commander's seat, directing the entire vehicle forward. Said stood on the right as the loader, and Qin Yuan sat in the gunner's position on the left!

"Hassan, review the gunnery skills you learned before, and make sure you aim carefully when you fire!"

"Yes, teacher."

Qin Yuan nodded in agreement, but his thoughts had already wandered off.

We came back and immediately went into battle; only now do I have the time to sort things out.

In 740 AD, Zaid-ibn-Ali launched an uprising in the Itukfa region against the existing dynasty. For hundreds of years, his descendants and followers have continued to fight and were forced to migrate back.

By the 9th century AD, Zaydi followers had established their own base in the mountainous region of northern Yemen.

For over a thousand years, the Zaids continued to grow and expand until 1918, when the Ottoman Empire collapsed and the Zaids established the Mutawakkiliya dynasty in northern Yemen, which was the first and only feudal dynasty in Yemeni history.

In 1962, the Free Officers Movement, led by Abdullah Salah, staged a coup, overthrew the monarchy, and established the Republic of Yemen.

As the Zaideans gradually declined, a group of Zaidean elites formed the Truth Party in an attempt to gain power within the existing system, but unfortunately, they were not welcomed.

In 1992, the Zaydi sect established a youth believer organization, and teachers traveled over mountains to preach and teach in the northern mountainous region of Yemen.

In northern Yemen, the provinces of Sana'a, Hajah, and Saada are home to the Hashid tribe, which consists of more than fifty small and medium-sized tribes with a total population of over one million!

Over the past decade or so, many members of the Hashid tribe have converted to Zaidism, and many young people have joined youth believer organizations.

Qin Yuan's Hadza tribe was no exception. Although it was only a small tribe with a few hundred people, it was a branch of the Yehia family. Over the years, rising up in rebellion had been their tradition.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance!

What Qin Yuan saw and heard in later generations made him admire these last tough guys in the Middle East. In the battle just now, his teammates risked their lives and were fearless, which deeply moved Qin Yuan.

Although we have different nationalities, appearances, and identities...

and many more!

Qin Yuan looked down at the skin on his arm, at the thick body hair on it...

He already had the appearance of a genuine Arab. If he went back with this appearance and told his parents that he was Qin Yuan, a time traveler... he would probably be kicked out immediately.

What's more, there's already a newborn baby boy in that family...

So, since I can't go back and can't return to my original home, I have no choice but to stay!

Become a member of the Slipper Army, keep going, and wherever you are, stand tall! Be a tough guy in the Middle East!

Back then, the country was broken and the land was in ruins. Countless brave predecessors stood up, risking their lives and shedding their blood, preferring to die standing rather than live on their knees!

Qin Yuan imagined countless times that if he lived in such an era, he would also bravely stand up, fight the Japanese invaders, and save China!

Since we've come to Yemen and become part of the "slipper army," let's make the most of it!

Punch the Middle Eastern bully, kick the free America.

Are we afraid of drones? Are we afraid of hypersonic missiles?

We have plenty of weapons; it's just a matter of whether your targets are big enough to explode!

Just thinking about it is awesome!

As for now...

The slipper army is just starting out; it hasn't even changed its name yet, and it has a long way to go.

To crush the government forces' offensive and gain a stable base!

To be able to go head-to-head with the Americans, we need to develop modern technological equipment.

Drones, ballistic missiles, cruise missiles... It's not just about having these products, but also about having your own processing plants!

In this ever-changing world, alliances and betrayals are also necessary...

Now that I'm here, I'm going to go all out...