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Chapter 136 Twenty Black Dragons support

"General Brandy, our reconnaissance plane discovered some suspicious activities in the border area." A soldier hurriedly entered the headquarters and reported to General Brandy of the Sdeima organization.

Brandy frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Who is he?"

"It's not clear yet, but judging from their equipment and route of action, they are most likely the special forces of the Eagle Sauce Country." the soldier replied.

Brandy snorted coldly: "Yingjiang Country, can they finally take action?"

General Brandi frowned, and he seemed to have smelled something unusual in the air. He summoned his officers to discuss countermeasures urgently.

"We must strengthen border patrols." Brandy said seriously. "I have a hunch that the Eagle Country may take action in the near future."

The Eagle Country, a big country known for its military power, has been secretly coveting the territory controlled by the Sdeima organization.

They believe that as long as they can weaken the combat effectiveness of the Sdeima organization, they can easily control this area and expand their sphere of influence.

As a result, a sneak attack against the Sdaima organization was quietly launched under the instruction of the top brass of the Eagle Country.

In a secret room of the Eagle Country's Ministry of Defense, General Beshear and Five-Star General MacArthur were talking in a low voice.

In the sky, the Yingjiang Kingdom's fighter planes pressed down like black clouds. The bombs they dropped exploded on the position, kicking up clouds of dust and debris.

MacArthur nodded, with a trace of ruthlessness on his face, "This sneak attack must be successful in one fell swoop."

However, despite the preparations made by the Sidaima organization, the sneak attack by the Eagle Country still came so suddenly and violently.

"Of course, we have already arranged internal agents. As soon as the time comes, they will create chaos within the Sdema organization. When the time comes, our special forces will take the opportunity to launch an attack and will definitely take them down in one fell swoop." Bischel The general replied confidently.

On the position, the commander observed the battle situation nervously. He understood that the situation at this time was extremely unfavorable to them.

He picked up the radio and called urgently for support: "We need air support! Quick!"

All he got in response, however, was radio static and distant explosions. He knew in his heart that the air power of the Sidaima organization could not compete with the Eagle Country at this time.

"Pay attention to cover! The enemy plane is coming!" A soldier shouted loudly, followed by a burst of rapid running. The soldiers quickly looked for bunkers to avoid.

At this time, a young soldier ran to the commander and reported breathlessly: "Commander, our air defense system is almost unable to withstand it. What should we do?"

Brandi nodded, a trace of imperceptible worry flashing across his face. He knew very well that the great power of the Sdaima organization would inevitably arouse the jealousy and suppression of certain forces.

The atmosphere in the Sdeema organization's position was extremely tense. As the Chinese fighter planes approached, the sound of bombings and machine gun fires came one after another, deafening.

Although the fighters of the Sdeima organization showed heroic resistance, they gradually fell into a passive situation due to the obvious lack of air power.

Brandi's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he asked in a deep voice: "Is there any specific information?"

Every explosion was accompanied by the exclamations and shouts of the soldiers. Some soldiers died unfortunately in the explosion. The eyes of the surviving soldiers were full of anger and grief.

"General Beshear, are you sure this plan will work?" MacArthur, the five-star general of Eagle Country, asked with a frown.

"General Brandy, our intelligence shows that someone is secretly planning an action against us." A scout reported solemnly to General Brandy of the Sdaima organization.

Against the background of the turbulent international situation, it is like a prelude to a storm hidden under a clear sky.

"Still under investigation, General," the scout replied, "but we have stepped up surveillance of the border."

One early morning, when it was still dark, the special forces of the Eagle Country crossed the border like ghosts and launched a fierce attack on the military facilities organized by Sdaima.

"Our goal is to weaken the combat effectiveness of the Styma organization, and then take the opportunity to control that area." A hint of cunning flashed in General Bichel's eyes.

The commander gritted his teeth, knowing that this was the most difficult moment they had ever faced. He patted the soldier on the shoulder and said firmly: "Hold on, reinforcements will definitely come."

However, doubt and worry showed on the soldier's face. They all know that the air power of the Sdeima organization is weak, and the current predicament seems to be difficult to escape.

On the position of the Sidaima organization, the soldiers stared at the sky nervously. The fighter planes of the Eagle Country were pressing in like black clouds, and the sound of bombings and machine gun fire was deafening.

Although the soldiers resisted heroically, the disparity in air power gradually made them passive.

"Quickly, find cover!" A commander of the Sdeima organization shouted loudly, but his voice seemed so weak amid the bombing.

The soldiers looked for bunkers one after another, trying their best to avoid the rain of shells. Some soldiers were unfortunately hit and fell in a pool of blood, while the eyes of the surviving soldiers were full of anger and unyielding.

Explosions and gunshots pierced the pre-dawn silence, and the fire lit half of the sky red.

Although the fighters of the Sdaima organization resisted bravely, they gradually fell into passivity due to the lack of air power.

"General, our air force is fully responding to the air attack from the Eagle Country and is currently unable to provide effective support."

Brandi clenched her fists, a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes. He knew that without effective air support, it would be difficult for them to withstand the attack of the Eagle Country.

However, this conspiracy was discovered by the mysterious military supplier Jiangchuan.

Jiangchuan has a deep friendship with the Sdaima organization. He knows that the existence of this organization plays an irreplaceable role in regional peace and stability.

"Is this information accurate?" Jiang Chuan asked his subordinate Wang Mingyuan with a frown.

"It's absolutely true, boss." Wang Mingyuan replied affirmatively, "Our informant heard the plan of Yingjiang Country with his own ears."

Jiangchuan took a deep breath. He knew that this conspiracy would undoubtedly be a disaster for the Sidaima organization. However, he also understands that this crisis may be the time for him to lend a helping hand.

Jiang Chuan sat in the spacious office with deep eyes. The decoration of his office is simple and modern, and some design drawings of military equipment are hung on the wall, highlighting his military background.

The phone on the table suddenly rang, breaking the silence in the room.

Jiang Chuan glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was General Brandy. He quickly picked up the phone and heard Brandi's anxious voice in his ears. "Mr. Jiangchuan, we are in big trouble now. The air attack from the Taojiang Kingdom caught us off guard, and our air power was simply unable to withstand it."

Jiang Chuan frowned, and he could feel Brandy's nervousness and helplessness. "General Brandi, please tell me the specific situation."

Brandi described in detail the situation on the battlefield and the difficulties they faced.

Jiang Chuan listened and gradually understood. He knew that at this time, the Sidaima organization was in urgent need of air support.

"General Brandy, please rest assured," Jiangchuan said in a deep voice, "I will do my best to help."

Brandy on the other end of the phone obviously didn't expect Jiang Chuan to agree to help so readily. He was stunned for a moment, and then said gratefully.

"Mr. Jiangchuan, thank you so much! We are in urgent need of air support now, and your help means a lot to us."

Jiang Chuan smiled slightly and said: "The cooperation between us has always been pleasant. Now that you are in trouble, I will naturally not stand by and watch. I will immediately mobilize resources to provide you with the latest fighter jets."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chuan immediately summoned his Oceania military factory team.

At this time, in a secret military factory in the distance, Jiang Chuan was urgently convening a meeting with his subordinates.

"We must act immediately to support the Sdeima organization." His voice was firm and powerful.

"However, our fighter jets are not completely ready yet." Wang Mingyuan said with a look of embarrassment.

He stood in front of everyone and said seriously: "We must now fully support the Sdema organization. They need our air power. I ask you to start the production line of the Xuanlong 1 fighter immediately and complete it as quickly as possible. Produced and modified.”

"We can't wait any longer. Every minute of delay puts the soldiers of the Sdaima organization in more danger." Jiangchuan said decisively, "Immediately start the emergency production plan and go all out to produce the 'Xuanlong 1 fighter jet'."

Wang Mingyuan's eyes widened, "Boss, this is no small trick. Are we sure we want to do this?"

"Yes, very sure." Jiang Chuan's eyes were firm and unwavering, "This is not only for Sdaima, but also for the peace of the region."

Guo Dastanson nodded, "I will organize production right away to ensure that every fighter is in perfect condition."

Jiangchuan's military factory began to operate at full capacity, producing the newly developed "Xuanlong 1 fighter".

This fighter has excellent performance and precise strike capabilities and will become a key weapon for the Sdema organization to counterattack.

At the same time, Jiangchuan also personally supervised the production and modification of fighter jets to ensure that each aircraft can exert its maximum combat effectiveness.

Jiang Chuan stood in the top-floor office of the military factory, his eyes blazing. The roar of machines outside the window and the busy figures of workers intertwined into a spectacular picture.

The atmosphere inside the military factory instantly became tense. When the workers learned that they were producing fighter jets to support the Sdeima organization, they all showed unprecedented enthusiasm and enthusiasm. Everyone understands that this mission is no small matter.

The machines on the production line are roaring, and every process is rigorous and fast. Jiangchuan personally supervises the production line. His sharp eyes do not tolerate any flaws.

"Boss, if this continues, our inventory of materials may not be enough." Wang Mingyuan said with some worry.

"Then contact our partners, Liang Shaoke and Kong Shun, as soon as possible and ask them to send the required materials immediately." Jiang Chuan said without hesitation.

In the following days, the military factory was extremely busy. The workers worked overtime to produce fighter jets, and Jiangchuan personally supervised every production link.

He requires every detail to be perfect to ensure that each fighter jet can exert its maximum combat effectiveness.

At the same time, on the battlefield, the soldiers of the Sdeima organization were still resisting tenaciously.

Although they are in a passive situation, their morale is still high. Whenever the Eagle Country's fighter planes flew overhead, they would fight back with the weapons in their hands.

In the military factory, as the last "Xuanlong 1 fighter" slowly drove out of the production line, Jiang Chuan showed a satisfied smile on his face. "Very good, notify the special flight team and prepare to take off."

The members of the special flying team were dressed in neat flight suits and stood in front of the fighter jets in high spirits. Their eyes were full of desire for battle and confidence in victory.

Jiang Chuan stood in the spacious hangar with firm eyes. Twenty brand-new "Xuanlong 1 fighter jets" were neatly arranged in front of us, shining with a cold metallic luster.

These fighter jets not only represent the top technology of Oceania's military factories, but also represent Jiangchuan's firm support for the Sdaima organization.

"Boss, the special team is ready." Wang Mingyuan came over to report, with a hint of excitement on his face.

Jiang Chuan nodded and turned to look at the group of pilots beside him. Wearing neat flight suits and flying helmets, each of them is a carefully selected top pilot.

Their eyes revealed determination and courage, as if they couldn't wait to fly into the sky and compete with their enemies.

"Everyone," Jiang Chuan's voice echoed in the hangar, "this mission is extraordinary. We not only have to face the air power of the Eagle Country, but also protect the soldiers of the Sdaima Organization. I believe that before you Under the leadership of the Air Force, the Xuanlong 1 fighter jet will exert its maximum combat effectiveness. Let’s go for peace and justice!”

The pilots responded in unison, their voices firm and powerful. They all boarded their respective fighter jets, started their engines, and prepared to take off.

At this time, the top of the hangar slowly opened, revealing a clear sky. The fighter jets took off one after another and soon disappeared above the clouds.

In the air, the pilots of the special operations team quickly formed a battle formation and flew towards the air force base of the Eagle Country. Their hearts are filled with the desire for victory and the persistence of peace.

In the distant Sdeima organization position, the soldiers were still resisting tenaciously. The Yingjiang Kingdom's fighter planes were like black clouds, but their morale did not diminish at all.

"Keep on holding on, reinforcements will be here soon." General Brandy waved the gun in his hand and loudly encouraged the soldiers.

At this moment, a group of black spots suddenly appeared in the distant sky. As they approached, the soldiers were surprised to find that they were a group of fighter jets.

When the fighter jet flew closer, they saw the logo on the fuselage - it was the "Xuanlong 1 fighter jet" produced by Jiangchuan's military factory.

As the roar of fighter jets sounded, twenty "Xuanlong 1 fighter jets" soared into the sky like eagles and rushed towards the battlefield.

"Look! Those are our reinforcements!"

(End of this chapter)