Super Wireless

"God, Johnson, look here."

A staff member of the Pentagon's Combat Intelligence Support Center secretly patted the shoulder of a colleague beside him, motioning him to watch.

Johnson leaned forward and looked at the screen in front of him. It was a real-time satellite image with a low resolution. In the image, the woods and houses looked like a black ant, and the road looked like strands of hair.

And at such a resolution, in the image, there are still a large group of large groups, like marching ants, surging, intertwined and intertwined, like two armies of ants colliding and entangled. , exploded groups of dazzling flames uninterruptedly, and a large area of ​​fireworks spread.

Johnson didn't speak, but his face was as white as snow. Of course, he knew what the ants in the satellite images were. Just now, his superiors gave instructions to let them fully monitor the southern area of ​​Israel and search for all Abyei forces.

Obviously, those two huge armored units, who were trying their best to find their opponents, met by chance like lovers, bursting out with the hottest passion, but this passion is not sweet, but the melody of death.

It's not just these two staff members who made small moves. Inside the Pentagon, almost everyone who pays attention to this war, whether it's a star general or an ordinary officer, all pay attention to this encounter with a dull expression. , Armageddon.

Israel contributed nearly 90.00% of the country's armored power, while Abyei also contributed nearly [-]% to [-]% of its power. A battle of this scale could simply determine the fate of the two countries.

What is the result of the battle, how will it end, how long will it last, and what will happen? No one can give an answer, and everyone can only watch dully.Watch as humanity enters the largest armored battle of the 21st century.

……

In the area of ​​d912, within a range of more than ten kilometers, roads, towns, wilderness, small hills, and woods have all become battlefields.

"Okay, hit one shot, hurry up. Gunner, prepare one smoothbore gun, at eleven o'clock, at a distance of 500 meters." In a Lion tank, the commander looked at the bomb that exploded in the distance from the sight glass. Natu Huohuo waved his fist excitedly, and continued to give orders calmly and quickly.

"Target locked."

The gunner responded loudly, he had locked on to the target, the excellent fire control system of the Lion tank.The automatic loading system and optimized correction system make the Lion tank fire faster and respond faster.He could almost foresee that another group of bewitching flames would bloom again.

At this moment, a strong feeling of heart palpitations spread throughout the commander's body, and the next moment.There was a long whistling sound in his ears, and the sound of metal twisting, accompanied by the driver's sharp attention.

There was a burst of dizziness in front of my eyes.It was as if thousands of bees were buzzing in his ears. The driver shook his head, and the picture gradually appeared in front of his eyes. He saw the driver in front of him on the left hand, stuck tightly in the driver's seat, on his left side, There was a huge hole in the armor of the car body, and half of a black, hard-core armor-piercing warhead that was emitting heat was being exposed, and the protruding half pierced fiercely through the driver's left chest cavity.

The driver still kept turning his head to remind loudly, the expression on his face was frozen, his eyes were filled with disbelief, and he didn't wake up to what happened until he died.

"Damn!"

The captain only had time to curse in his heart. The next moment, with the violent vibration of the vehicle body, something hit the tank. Immediately, his ears were filled with the sound of a strong wind whistling like a fire dragon, and the internal electronic system was melting. The armor was twisting, cracks appeared, and flames came in from the cracks, sweeping and drowning everything.

On a battlefield with a radius of more than ten kilometers, no one can completely guarantee the safety of thousands of tanks in a decisive battle. At a certain moment, you are a hunter, and perhaps at the same time, you are also the prey of others.

Explosions, death, can be seen everywhere, helicopters fly over the ground at ultra-low altitude, aerial guns hit the gravel ground, lines of fire spread across, there are marching tanks everywhere, broken and blown-out tanks breathing out flames everywhere, from time to time One or two soldiers got out of the tank covered in flames, howled and rolled on the ground, but no one came to rescue them, they were either engulfed in flames or torn to pieces by aerial gun bullets.

This is no longer tragic!

……

On the Red Sea Fleet, on the command ship Yang Tian, ​​Mutafa stood motionless like a stone sculpture, quietly, as if he didn't even breathe, which formed a sharp contrast with the mess around him.

For a long time, Mutafa himself did not know how long he stood, and finally, a combat staff officer alarmed him.

"General, the enemy has retreated." The combat staff officer didn't say much, and his expression was still very excited, as if he wanted to shout, but he didn't dare to speak too loudly, and his face was blushing.

Only then did Mutafa turn around, his eyes were a little dull, and he asked after he had settled down, "What time is it?"

The combat staff officer was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly checked the time and said, "[-]:[-] p.m. local time."

Mutafa nodded, then sat down, his expression still a little dull, and said: "The day will pass in a flash."

It was only then that the combat staff woke up. Before he knew it, a full ten hours had passed since the battle started at [-] o'clock in the morning.

When I was commanding the battle before, I was extremely nervous. My mind was full of troop mobilization, fire support, and topographical maps. My mind was so excited that I couldn't hold other things. Now that I have calmed down, I suddenly feel hungry.

That's right, I was hungry, my mouth was dry, and I didn't even drink saliva for a day.

Mutafa stood motionless for a whole day, obviously not feeling well. He stretched his legs awkwardly, slowly rubbed his stiff knees with his hands, and said after a while, "Give me my order, the ground troops are dispatched, under the cover of the armored troops Next, attack Timna and Yotvata."

The combat staff officer nodded vigorously, and was about to turn around when he suddenly froze and asked subconsciously, "General, why didn't you ask if we won?"

Mutafa waved his hand calmly, with a little smile in his eyes, and said: "Is there any need to ask, I believe in you, I believe in the boys on the front line, they will not let the country down, nor will they let the chairman down. "

The combat staff officer's eyes lit up in an instant, and he nodded vigorously, a standard salute.Turn around and pass the order.

But he didn't see it. When he turned around, Mutafa picked up the post-war report on the table with trembling hands, and read it with flickering eyes.

"Preliminary statistics show that the Israeli army lost more than 230 tanks, more than [-] self-propelled artillery and howitzers, and more than [-] helicopters...

Our losses, preliminary summary, the loss of more than 370 Lion-type tanks.150 two Type II tanks, 78 Harrier helicopters crashed..."

Seeing these numbers, Mutafa's expression remained the same, dull, as if frozen, without any superfluous expression, but his eyes were a little dazed.

Suddenly, a thought popped into Mutafa's mind.Why start such a war?

Isn't peace good? Even if Israel shoots down our patrol helicopter, can't it negotiate diplomatically and have to start a war?

One thought after another unstoppable appeared in Mutafa's mind.When he came back to his senses, he also surprised himself.

"How could I have such an idea, this is a just war, and we are fighting against the invaders!" Mutafa murmured carefully in his heart.

But this.Even Mutafa himself doubted, resisting the invaders, who is attacking whom now.Who is the role of the rebel?

Mutafa couldn't give an answer. From the Eilat landing battle to the current tank battle, the astonishing loss figures made him shaken and doubted.

But Mutafa knows that he can't change anything, everything is like the wheel of history, moving forward slowly, and he is just a small dust under the wheel, and he can't even hinder the wheel.

He raised his eyes to the north, and through the glass, he seemed to be able to see the black gunpowder smoke on the sea level. In a trance, Mutafa felt a deep tremor in his heart. Suddenly, regarding this war, he Lost confidence.

……

"Chairman, the press conference is ready." Lizova's neutral voice woke up the pensive Yang Tian.

Yang Tian came back to his senses, looked at Lizova in a daze for a moment, and then remembered that he had arranged to hold a press conference not long ago to express his views on the two-day war.

Pushing away, the Ministry of National Defense submitted the details about the compensation rules for war-damaged soldiers. Yang Tian stood up and changed his clothes with the help of Lizova.

"There seems to be a lot of rain this year." With Lizova helping him straighten his tie, Yang Tianxia looked out of the window consciously. The sky above Kaduli's low city line was gloomy with black clouds and pattering rain Beating the bright windows, leaving a mottled place.

Lizova was wearing a black slim suit and short skirt, no longer the masculine dress of the Secret Service in the past, her golden curly hair was casually scattered on her shoulders, she was a few centimeters taller than Yang Tian, ​​she squatted down slightly, carefully He helped Yang Tian tie his tie, and selected a tie clip inlaid with rubies from the tie clip box, and then said casually: "The Meteorological Bureau said that due to the influence of the southeast low pressure, there will be a longer storm this year. rainy season."

That kind of tone and tone is like when the wife is about to go out, the wife warmly reminds the husband that it will rain today, so don't forget to bring an umbrella.

Yang Tianxia nodded consciously, his words were almost thoughtless, and he said casually: "Let the Ministry of Agriculture prepare countermeasures in advance. I remember that last year due to the local drought in the northern region, the grain reserves were 30.00% lower than in previous years."

Lizova nodded slightly and wrote down that after being dismissed by Yang Tian from the position of chief of the Secret Service, Lizova became Yang Tian's full-time life secretary, responsible for arranging and taking care of all Yang Tian's life, medical and other matters, and sometimes, Any instructions given by Yang Tian will be conveyed by Lizova.

However, Lizova noticed that Yang Tian's mind was not on the climate and food reserves at all, and he said these words purely instinctively.

"Where's the speech?" Yang Tian looked at himself in the mirror. At the age of 34, he was in middle age, the most handsome and beautiful age for a man. All the temperament is simply not what ordinary people can have.

In the mirror, although he was still the same person, Yang Tian suddenly felt a sense of strangeness, which disappeared in a flash and disappeared without a trace.

Lizova handed in the speech.

During the period when the People’s Republic of China was just founded, Yang Tian would not prepare a speech no matter what the occasion was, and he would say whatever he thought of, but in the past two years, Yang Tian would also let the following speeches people prepare speeches.

Sometimes, Yang Tian joked with Zhou Kai, saying that he had become lazy and slack.

In the end is not slack, I am afraid no one knows.

"Great war, great victory! Not bad."

Yang Tian hurriedly scanned through the speech, nodded, and walked out with his head held high. Not far away, flashing lights had already formed one piece. (To be continued..)