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

In the sky.

"Oh damn, a missile's coming!" The guy who'd just sprayed water shouted before he'd even pulled his pants up, "Eight o'clock!"

Ahead, Mahmoud's eyes were icy cold.

What should I do?

Fighter jets can evade missile attacks through maneuvers, but transport planes? That's simply impossible!

Therefore, these people are destined never to go back!

What can you do before you die?

Before his eyes, the burning World Trade Center twin towers seemed to appear. Since he couldn't go back, he might as well go all out this time!

He pushed the control panel and pressed the rudder. The C-130 transport plane, which had just taken off, began to dive downwards. Target: the living quarters!

Even if they are blown to pieces and explode in mid-air, they can still smash the wreckage into the living area and take a bunch of people down with them before they leave!

On the ground, Patriot missile air defense positions.

"Oh, damn it, what are they doing!" The radar operator's eyes widened as he watched the target's trajectory change on the screen.

"9/11, this is a new 9/11! Quick, abandon the missiles guiding us!"

Their missiles were deployed during the 91 Gulf War; they are early models that use TVM guidance, or track via missile.

Due to the limited electronic technology at the time, the missiles simply transmitted the target echo signals they received back to the guidance station, which then generated control commands. This allowed the complex signal processing to be performed on the ground, and the missile's internal circuitry was very simple.

That's why missiles can be controlled from the ground. If they had active seekers, they would be uncontrollable once they were launched!

In the sky, the Patriot missile, which was flying toward its target, suddenly changed direction and flew past the edge of the C-130 transport plane!

"They abandoned the attack!"

"Quick, pull him up!"

If it were a second 9/11, the Americans would shoot down the plane no matter the cost.

But now it's clear that the attackers wanted to escape, not some madmen willing to commit suicide! They were simply driven to their deaths because they were attacked by missiles and had no other way to escape.

Since the ground-based missiles abandoned their attack, the aircraft also stopped its suicide mission! Countless American soldiers on the ground were saved!

Mahmoud pulled hard on the control panel with both hands, his buttocks almost leaving the flight seat, but the ground still rushed towards him, and sweat poured down his back.

500 meters, 300 meters, 100 meters, 50 meters...

Just as it was about to collide with the buildings on the ground, the plane finally leveled off!

He had no intention of pulling it up any further, so he simply stayed close to the ground and sped past!

Countless American soldiers looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with fear. Just a moment ago, they thought they were going to die. It felt so good to be alive!

In the distance, on the minibus, several people also looked relieved.

"The minimum altitude of the Patriot missile is sixty meters. At this flight altitude, they will no longer be attacked by missiles. They should be safe now." The red-bearded man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, let's go. As long as the Americans don't react quickly enough, they can land at the designated location and escape quickly," Said said. "As arranged by His Excellency Hassan, we'll go to the next location to make contact."

"That's right, Hassan is really amazing. Although he didn't come in person, his plan was meticulous and he almost predicted all of the Americans' reactions. Plus, with these drones... we are even more confident about the guerrilla warfare ahead," Redbeard exclaimed.

This adventure to find Hassan was the right one!

The Sada Mountains.

The advantage of becoming a leader is that you can wield absolute power and have the final say, but the disadvantage is that you can no longer go out on missions at will.

Hassan originally wanted to join in the thrill of bombing the US military base, but... after being dissuaded by his men, he could only send his close subordinate, Saeed, to help.

He himself was unsure whether the entire plan would work or what unexpected events might occur.

However... he still has a backup plan!

With firm strides, he entered the cave, where he saw... ten fixed-wing drones already set up.

"Your Excellency Hassan, you've arrived!" Dr. Booth greeted him. "Due to time constraints, we've only managed to produce these ten drones so far. Just give the order, and these drones can fly to the Prince Sultan's Air Force Base!"

Without advanced weapons, we can only rely on human lives to pay the price!

Fortunately, the Houthis have advanced weapons!

These fixed-wing drones can be launched from here and fly all the way to the Prince of Sudan Air Force Base! If Redbeard and his men don't succeed, these weapons will be a gift to the Americans!

You think you can rest easy now that you've sent out your warplanes to bomb us? We have the means to retaliate!

beep, beep...

Watban ran in.

"Your Excellency Hassan, good news! Good news! The Prince Sultan's Air Force Base has been attacked! A huge mushroom cloud has risen from the site, and the seismic waves can be felt even in Riyadh!"

A huge mushroom cloud? That must be the US military's ammunition depot there that exploded!

Good news! Good news!

I'm going to eat an extra big pancake when I get home today!

"Excellent! Let's go and tell His Excellency Abdul this good news. His revenge has finally been completely achieved!"

Even for someone in a vegetative state, we still need to put on a show of politeness; we can't let others down.

Sha, the capital, the royal palace.

The old king had just stepped down from his throne and was about to go to the back to rest when suddenly the ground shook, and he lost his balance and fell to the side.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Sultan reacted quickly, rushing over to support him.

"What... what's going on?"

"I don't know, I'll send someone to investigate right away."

No sooner had Sultan finished speaking than a servant rushed in.

"Report: A massive mushroom cloud has risen in the southern part of the capital..."

The king's body went completely limp. Damn it, a mushroom cloud! What are these Americans doing? They actually detonated a mushroom cloud there?

Wait a minute, something's not right. Why would someone detonate something in their own home? There are still a lot of American soldiers there!

"Could it be that the ammunition depot exploded?" Sultan, the Minister of Defense who was in charge of military development, quickly deduced the truth of the matter.

"Report!" Another servant entered: "The US military command in Kata has sent a message requesting that they send fighter jets across the border to carry out a mission over our territory!"

The base was bombed, and the culprit escaped in a transport plane! The almost destroyed Prince Sultan's base was unable to launch fighter jets to pursue it, so they could only rely on the air force base in Kata to send out fighter jets!

Sultan's expression changed: "No, absolutely not! Whatever they need, they can entrust it to our Shah Air Force!"

They've been having a falling out lately, and do the Americans think Sha is their vassal? The bodyguard they hired is actually riding roughshod over his master!

Of course we can't agree!