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

Inside the cave.

"Hassan, now that we have those tanks, how do we repair them? After all... we've never handled a T-72 tank before," Yusuf Midani asked.

Hassan gave him a satisfied look; he was a competent office manager, always thinking about the Houthi situation.

"To repair it, we need personnel and spare parts," Hassan said. "We can find personnel from Italy, and spare parts from international arms dealers, or... send the necessary parts to Tokyo University and have them manufactured there!"

Back when Igor was at its peak, it purchased a large number of T-72 tanks and must have trained a large number of maintenance personnel, no doubt about that.

Parts... what parts in the world can't be copied from the East? Cheap price, top quality, fast delivery...

"Okay, I'll contact them right away."

"Hassan, isn't the price for letting them go too low?" Hamid couldn't help but speak up. "As long as Saleh buys another batch of tanks, these men will transform into the most elite Republican Guard again!"

I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled at all!

Hassan chuckled. "If you think letting them go like this is too much of a loss, then wait until they leave Saada province, and then send someone to arrest them!"

What?

Everyone's eyes widened again; Hassan's move...

North Yemen is a mountainous region inhabited by many tribes and local armed forces.

The Republican Guard, originally the most elite force, was surrounded this time and had no choice but to pay the toll and leave in disgrace. On the way back, they must have been dejected.

If another armed force were to launch a surprise attack on them at this point, the entire Republican Guard would certainly not resist as they usually do in training, but would instead scatter in disarray!

And then... morale completely collapsed! They'll never be able to fight a tough battle again!

Moreover, another group of people can be arrested, especially high-ranking military officers, who can be subject to extortionate ransoms.

What's even more interesting is that... even if Saleh knew that the Houthis were responsible, he couldn't directly accuse them, since the incident happened outside of Sadah territory!

When armed groups of all sizes see the weakness of the Yemeni government forces... it's like ants eating an elephant!

Get it in one fell swoop!

Hassan is amazing!

Sana'a New Town.

"Those tanks need their engines replaced to be repaired, and the Houthis have absolutely no chance of procuring brand-new engines from the international market!" Ali Ahmar declared confidently. "At most, they'll be used as fixed artillery positions; they're not worth much! Give them to them!"

"That's right. They captured a batch of tanks before, but they still couldn't use them. They only want these tanks to have some fun. Once they find out they're junk, they'll give them up." Mohammed-Ahmair chimed in.

Saleh's expression changed several times before he finally nodded: "Alright, in that case, let's get the deal done quickly. Bring our Republican Guard back, and then... buy a batch of tanks from the international market! Hopefully, after learning this lesson, they'll be ashamed and motivated to improve..."

The Saleh family cannot afford to lose this army! Moreover, the Houthi rebels' demands are merely tolls, which they have no choice but to accept!

Next... this revenge is absolutely necessary!

As for how to report it...

"Since they've set up toll booths, we'll set up toll booths too! We'll set up toll booths on every major road leading in and out of Saada province! We'll completely trap them!"

Ali Ahmar wanted to say that this was difficult, since Saada borders Saudi Arabia to the north, and some members of the Saudi royal family support the Houthis!

However... let's not talk about it anymore, let's finish this transaction first.

The next day, the roar of trucks filled the air as the Republican Guard soldiers boarded the trucks, dejected.

This trip... was completely pointless, and I hope I never have to come again!

The out-of-service tanks were loaded onto trailers; these most powerful weapons in the hands of the Republican Guard are now about to become spoils of war for the Houthi rebels!

"Sir Ahmed, aren't you planning to leave by helicopter?" Mustafa asked cautiously, afraid that the man would vent his anger on him.

"Of course not, I want to stay with my army!"

He had considered using only infantry to wipe out the Houthi rebels, but... their supplies were cut off, not just fuel, but possibly food!

If I lead my troops into the mountains to fight and run out of supplies, then it's really all over.

and so……

Go back and train your troops properly. Once they're well-trained, then come back and cause trouble for the Houthis!

With that in mind, Ahmed opened the door of one of the trucks.

"Would you like a ride back in my Pajero?"

After glancing at the dilapidated military truck, Ahmed still walked towards the Pajero.

After everyone was seated in the car, Mustafa got on as well.

"Your Excellency Ahmed, I'll escort you back!"

What do you mean by "give away"? It's obvious you're scared too, okay?

Ahmed looked at him with disdain, but didn't say anything. "Let's go. This place, Saada, is unbearable!"

The convoy left the city.

Outside, at the tollbooth.

"In order to develop the economy of our Saada province, in order to enable all the tribes to live a better life, in order to..." By this time, the tollbooth soldier could already say these words fluently.

Before he could finish speaking, the people in the car handed him 20,000 riyals, 10,000 of which was to make up for the money he hadn't paid last time.

One, two...

The entire convoy passed through smoothly.

Looking at the tollbooth with only a dozen or so people, Ahmed felt a surge of urgency, wanting to mow down all the bandits who were trying to rob him, but...

Let's forget about it!

We'll talk about it when we get back.

On both sides were still rolling hills, still countless green khat grasses, but... they no longer had the arrogance they had when they arrived, and were all dejected.

Finally, Saada province disappeared behind us, and ahead we were about to reach Hos, the first major town in Sana'a province.

Boom, boom, boom!

An explosion suddenly rang out without any warning!

Flames rose through the convoy, and many trucks were blown into the air!

In the Pajero, Ahmed stared in horror at the incoming gas canisters. How could this be? How could this be! Hadn't their fertilizer supply been cut off?

"Quick, drive off the highway!" Mustafa shouted.

If you were in one of those cars, you'd be completely out of luck. Luckily, it's a Pajero, so you can drive it in the hills outside!

In the distance, Abdul's deputy battalion commander, Jafar, looked excited.

"Commander, the orders from above are only to capture prisoners, we..."

Jafar glanced at his men: "What do you know! Only the officers are worth taking prisoner. These soldiers... it's best to get rid of them all at once!"

Hmph, Haishan's battalion has already been upgraded to a brigade, our Abdul battalion must also achieve a great feat and annihilate the main force of the Republican Guard! Our size... is enough to be upgraded to a division!

As for the orders from higher-ups?

Your Excellency Hassan is merciful; we'll take the blame!

Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "Have someone catch up with that SUV!"