From Arms Dealer To King of War Chapter 1416

Chapter 1416 Invitation from the battlefield

The core part of P·B's air force firepower was actually built by Boss Qiao himself...

 But those gadgets have one thing in common, whether they are griffins, storm shadows or cluster bombs, they are all a bit overpowered.

Only the "Feijian Cruise Missile" made with reference to the YL-14 cruise missile that is the top version of the old mother's home is relatively weak.

In order to find some fun in precision strikes while flying the F-14, Boss Qiao deliberately enlarged the size of the YL-14 to a 250-kilogram level precision-guided cruise missile that integrated multiple guidance, built-in gliders and engines.

 The purpose of manufacturing this missile is actually to fill the middle layer of firepower of the Air Force.

 But after the enemy's anti-aircraft firepower was exposed, Boss Qiao instinctively chose to let the Super Tucano retreat to protect the pilots who had finally trained it.

forget!

 Or maybe I didn't think of this!

'Qingshan' was even more unjust. He didn't see 'Feijian', 'Baofengyingyin', cluster bombs and other air force firepower of unknown origin on the list at all.

 Furthermore, the 'Cobra' proposal is not a decision that a regular commander would make, because it would be too inefficient.

Moreover, if the Super Tucano flies into the sky in four out of five shifts, I don't know how long people can withstand it, but the aircraft may not be able to withstand it.

Seeing the excited look on Boss Qiao's face, 'Qingshan' couldn't help but remind him: "Boss, we estimate that the war will take weeks. According to my estimate, it will take at least 4 to 5 weeks to achieve your goal. Time, use the Super Toucan like this, they won't be able to withstand it..."

The proposal of 'Cobra' solved Boss Qiao's big problem. Whether the plane can withstand it is a trivial matter...

The straight-line distance between Kandahar and Mandal is only more than 400 kilometers, allowing the Tucano to maintain long-range fire cover, and the jet fighters remain at the airport on combat readiness. As long as there is a call from the front, whether it is a Su-27 or an F-14, they will kick it after takeoff. You can reach your destination as long as you have enough oil.

 This is Boss Qiao's ideal state…

As for whether the Super Tucano can withstand it, it doesn't matter at all, because jet fighters are more likely to have problems with the same high-frequency sorties.

 Compared with those outrageously priced missiles, the Griffin-1, which only costs 3 million US dollars apiece, has great advantages in terms of load capacity and endurance.

 Griffin-1 is now deployed in Yemen and Syria, just transfer it over!

If it doesn't work, just contact the SeviBelgrade Group and ask them to send you the Griffon-1 that they plan to deliver to others first.

Looking at Boss Qiao passing over him and ordering all Toucan missiles to be replaced with "Feijian" missiles, "Qingshan" didn't mean to be angry, but he was a little confused. Why did the big boss show no interest in drones?

 You must know that the bomb load of the Twin-tailed Scorpion can also reach 1.5 tons. If the pylon is modified, it can carry 6 "flying swords" at a time, which is better than the performance of the Super Tucano.

What's more, the maintenance difficulty of drones is simpler than that of propeller fighters...

After hesitating for a while, 'Qingshan' chose to shut up. He walked back to the command position, picked up the radio and said: “Airborne special forces, don't rush to attack, we need to try a new cover system.”

 Speaking of "Qingshan", he pinched the bridge of his nose and said again: "After the two-tailed scorpion completed the airdrop of supplies, it was responsible for cruising along the highway..."

'Three Yellow Chicken' watched Boss Qiao excitedly discussing with 'Cobra' whether he could drive his son in the F-14 to fly around. He walked to the helpless 'Qingshan' and said, "How about it? Our boss Is it difficult to take care of you?"

'Qingshan' stared at the big screen and said: “Now I understand why P·B lacks conventional infantry…

A boss who is willing to cover the ground troops at all costs does not need too many infantry. What he needs is a team with sufficient reconnaissance capabilities. "

 Speaking of "Qingshan", he sighed slightly and said: "Our intelligence work is very bad...

 The boss seems to have a hidden intelligence channel. I don't know how he can attract all the opponents to Mandal, let alone how the enemies will act.

 This way I will be very passive! "

'Three Yellow Chicken' took out a piece of chewing gum and stuffed it into his mouth, and said with a smile: “Brother, you are the commander, not the commander-in-chief.

 You are only responsible for tactical choices, other things have little to do with you.

Didn't you see that the boss is not too worried about the trapped Huya team?

 He must be sure..."

 While the command center was making adjustments, the Huya team also completed post-war adjustments...

'Donkey' and a few comrades moved two airdrop boxes with parachutes on their tails back to the position...

After opening it, he saw that it was filled with ammunition, food and medicine. 'Donkey' hugged a spearhead missile and kissed it, waved to the sky, pressed the radio and shouted: “Thank you…”

The two-tailed scorpion seemed to be able to hear the words of the donkey. It shook its wings and began to climb higher to avoid the shooting range of the portable anti-aircraft missile.

'Radar' checked the supplies and said to a comrade: "Sparrow, check the wounded. Donkey, don't be stunned. Help arrange the spearhead missiles and switch knives. The 'keeper' and the old squad leader are already in place. We're going to play another round...

 Then you can apply for the Black Hawk to enter the scene and take away the wounded! "

'Donkey' stuffed a steaming rice bag into his mouth, picked up a switchblade launcher and walked aside...

The black pilot who had been with the Huya team looked at the "radar" with a gun in surprise and said, "Aren't you ready to leave?"

'Radar' grinned and said: “The old squad leaders of Yehuhu have spoken...

The Huya team has lost face in this mountainous area, and it is necessary to regain its face in this mountainous area. "

Saying 'Radar' and looking at the pilot who didn't understand, he smiled and said: "York, you were shot down to cover us. It's best not to let Cole's injury last too long, so wait until we get rid of the most dangerous pursuers." If we destroy it, you can retreat first. You are good, I hope you can continue to cover us when we fight in the future..."

Just when pilot York wanted to say something, the voice of "monkey" sounded on the radio of the 'radar'...

“Attention, there are about 100 people coming towards you from the west. This time they brought mortars. You should be careful...”

As soon as 'Radar' heard this, he became nervous and shouted to 'Donkey': “Prepare the drone, the enemy has mortars, please shoot down the mortars as soon as possible.

 Get ready, they are coming..."

With the call of the 'radar', the members of the Huya team quickly replenished their drinking water and food, and then rushed into the fighting position...

At the same time, 2.5 kilometers away from them, the Yehu and Tiger Claw teams who were on their way also stopped...

'Monkey' signaled everyone to put down all the 60mm mortar shells they were carrying, and then said to his comrade 'Frog': “'Frog' and 'Loach' controlled the mortars as cover, and I took the Tiger Claw team up...

 This time we are going to eat this wave of enemies in one bite! "

 Zaranji…

A group of Golden Eagle mercenaries gathered in the living room to watch the battle in the direction of Mandal through the computer. These poor, foot-picking Slavic men were too envious of P.B.'s special forces...

 As 8 special forces airborne into the Mandalay area, small-scale conflicts there have not stopped.

There is no need for air cover. The 120mm mortars of the combined battalion can cooperate with them to drive the militants wandering in dangerous areas to flee.

Watching the synthetic battalion on the screen using direct firepower to bomb a hidden stronghold across a mountain, and then a special operations team marked with **** sharp knives entered the scene to harvest, a group of golden eagle soldiers let out a series of admirations, A few of the more heroic ones even took out their wine bottles and took a sip...

Moussa Suleiman watched Al Rahwi hang up the phone, he frowned and said: "Is this how P·B fights?

 What are the benefits of being visible to everyone? "

Al-Rawi sneered and said: "The golden eagle is our own, why can't our own people see it?

Not only for your own people to watch, but tomorrow someone will edit the wonderful war clips and post them on the website...

  P·B is fighting a drug war with drug lords, what's so shameful about it? "

After hearing this, Moussa Suleiman nodded slightly and said: "Things have developed beyond my expectations. 'Wallis' called me just now...

The Iranian Revolutionary Guards expelled them. This guy is now back in Afghanistan and seems to want to fight P·B to the end.

The Beech fired earlier belonged to this guy..."

As he spoke, Moussa Suleiman looked at Al Rahwi's smiling expression. He pondered for a moment and said, "Someone contacted me through online channels. They are willing to pay 50 million to organize mercenaries to follow P· B starts a war.

These people are very energetic, and they seem to want to use Aqiong Khan to trap the main force of P·B here..."

Al Rahway smiled and said, "What are you going to do?"

Moussa Suleiman frowned and looked at Al-Rawi and said, "I want to hear your opinion. I can't control the manpower of the 'Walis' organization, but I can refuse those people's 50 million..."

Al-Rawi listened and said with a smile: "Why refuse?

 Let them send you 50 million through an international intermediary company, which can be used as funds for your operations after returning to Europe.

My boss would be happy if you could involve the drug dealers and their thugs who are staying in Pakistan! "

Moussa looked at Al Rahway's expression of hating his enemies, and he said in surprise: "Is your boss crazy? He wants to start a war with everyone at the same time?"

Al-Rawi nodded with a smile and said: "The Iranians are trying to mobilize the drug lords in the Golden Crescent Iran to enter Afghanistan...

According to the news I just received, not only have you received "sponsorship", but also many extremist organizations and drug traffickers in Afghanistan and Pakistan have received "sponsorship."

I suggest that after you get the 50 million, take the initiative to contact 'Varys'. If we can break into their camp, we can provide accurate intelligence support to the boss. "

Musa Suleiman pointed to his nose in disbelief and said, "You want me to go undercover?"

Al Rahway spread his hands and said: "It's us...

 You are responsible for mobilizing all armed forces related to drug trafficking to enter the Mandalay area, and I am responsible for sorting out intelligence...

 Our boss has never considered setting up an intelligence system, so we, the frontline staff, have to improvise. "

 “How is it possible? How could I lose without intelligence…”

 Speaking, Moussa Suleiman looked at the cheerful Al Rahway, covered his face in pain, and said: "FUCK, it's Aaron...

 It turns out that P·B's intelligence has always been this routine!

  FUCK! "

 (End of this chapter)

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