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Ibaka's resolute inference seemed to echo in the spacious conference room, and everyone felt a sense of tightness of breath.

Is it possible that the mighty Abyel will break apart from the inside after a few months?Everyone asks themselves, but they don't know.

But soon, the Minister of Agriculture with a big beard seemed to be infected by the atmosphere, blushing, waving his right fist, and seemed to have a thousand things to say, but they were all stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it. Embarrassedly waved his fist, and said sullenly: "We should persist."

The meaning of what to insist on is self-evident. If everything is as Ibaka infers, then stick to it and fight a protracted war. In the end, Abya will be dragged down by the war. The victory of this war will be Israel human.

The Minister of Agriculture seemed to have made a big joke, but Gerald didn't take it seriously. He subconsciously glanced at Zamir who was beside him, casting a questioning look.

Zamir furrowed his brows tightly, and it took him a long time to show a slight affirmative look.

In essence, in Zamir's view, all these conclusions of Ibaka are just castles in the air, not to mention the major premise, whether Abya has such economic hidden dangers, if there is, then the four or five months How to spend the time and how to persist, Ibaka can't give the slightest opinion.

This is a pure economist, doing paper work is okay, always only considers theory, but never cares about practice and application.

With the war going on like this, the national subjugation in four to five months is by no means a big talk.

But Zamir made the decision to agree, and he also had his own considerations. From the beginning of the war, the overall strategy proposed by Zamir included the reality that in the middle and late stages of the war, the whole people would be soldiers by taking advantage of the lengthening of the front line.Engage in a long, protracted battle.

But now, two consecutive large-scale battles have exhausted Israel's existing equipment, and it is somewhat unrealistic to carry out battles like the Armored Armageddon in the South. In this way, small-scale, guerrilla warfare, and special operations are adopted.It is the best choice.

But for a while, Zamir didn't have an overall plan. How to coordinate the overall situation and fight a protracted war, there are too many things to consider.

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The Palang River, a river thousands of years ago, has long since dried up, leaving only wide and deep gully channels, some places have been filled and paved with roads or railways.If it wasn't mentioned by the locals, I am afraid that many people would not know the existence of this river.

In the river, several people were covered with rough khaki blankets, motionless.Indistinguishable from the surrounding environment.

Even the sharp-eyed falcon flying across the sky might not be able to spot the lurker in the river.

After a long time, one person moved slightly.The blanket covering her body was lifted, revealing two sharp eyes.The eyes quietly observed the surrounding environment, and it took a long time before they turned.Look to the right.

"Walen, why hasn't the man come here? Is the news accurate? Is there something wrong and the other party noticed it?" the man asked.

The man spoke very softly. One meter away to his right, the ground moved a bit, and the gravel sprinkled on the blanket trembled, revealing a face covered with brown cloth strips, covering the mouth and nose. Only showing a pair of sharp eyes, said: "Harold, don't worry, they will definitely come, even if they don't come today, they will come later tomorrow, this is our first cooperation, you have to believe me .”

Varun snorted softly and stopped talking.

Speaking of which, the two were originally enemies, and they were both Belair's underground gang.Belair is located [-] kilometers north of Yotwater. It is not a big city, but the city is also very prosperous. Thanks to the economic stimulus of tourism in these years, Warren and Harold also have a lot of money.

Beer is on the Jordanian border, and the situation is complicated. There are often anti-Semitic organizations in Jordan who cross the border to make trouble. In addition, there are some Pakistani gathering places in the local area, so the gangs here are all armed, and even hold heavy weapons. arms.

But then again, all people in Israel are soldiers, and they have never restricted the possession of civilian weapons. Although it is not like Switzerland, where they go home with government-issued arms and weapons after years of military service, they are not far off.

Israel is not peaceful, a war-prone place, not to mention the Israeli-Palestinian issue, but the irresolvable grievances between Jews and Arabs, Hezbollah in the north, terrorist organizations and so on, it is reasonable for residents to hold guns.

But today, Varen and Harold put aside their prejudices, joined forces with their elite members, brought enough weapons and equipment, and came here to ambush.

Their target was Abyei's patrol.

After winning the decisive battle in the south, Abyel has also temporarily slowed down the rhythm of the attack. Firstly, in this battle, Abyel has also suffered a lot of losses and needs time to recuperate. According to the plan of the Ministry of National Defense, Abyel is advancing steadily and gradually.

Now Abyei's large forces are gathered on the front lines of Timna and Yotwata, firmly controlling the southern part of Israel.

In order to fight in the next stage and stabilize the local environment at the same time, Abyer has also regularly dispatched patrol teams to clean up the surrounding areas and urban settlements, and eliminate the remaining Israeli soldiers and militants.

The road in front of us is a traffic artery, and patrols pass by every day.

It's coming to May, the weather is extremely hot, the sun is shining on the ground, and the surface temperature of the ground can exceed [-] degrees Celsius. It is not an easy thing to lie on the ground under such conditions, but a few people can still withstand it. Firstly, I am used to it, and secondly, I may be somewhat idealistic, because I have a firm belief.

They were originally opponents, and they often fought for the sake of territory, but now, because of the common belief, the two sides have come together. This has to be said to be a miracle.

Time passed, and when it was almost noon, a line of Shi Shiran appeared in the distance.

The gravel in front of Warren was beating slightly, and his heart skipped a beat. He glanced at the observation post and cursed in a low voice: "Harold, no, it's a tank, or a Type 2. The explosives we buried can blow through tanks." armor?"

After the decisive battle, Abyel's army equipment has been completely exposed to the world, and it is a self-developed lion tank.It is divided into two types: type 1 low configuration and type 2 high configuration.

Especially the Type 2 with high configuration and thick and hard armor left a deep impression on people in the decisive battle. Ordinary armor-piercing projectiles cannot penetrate Type 2 tanks at long distances.

So the homemade homemade bomb could destroy the tank, and Varen was at a loss.

Harold's expression was also a bit ugly. Under normal circumstances, the patrol team is formed by a squad, or a tactical squad, and rides in an armored machine gun infantry vehicle, but who would have thought that this patrol team is actually riding in an armored Thicker tanks.

"Damn it. It should be that those people in the south did a lot of tricks. These black skin ghosts strengthened the configuration of the patrol team, but don't worry, I buried a few kilograms of C4 this time, and it should be able to blow through the chassis of the tank." Harold said.

Varen curled his lips, a little noncommittal, and he could hear that Harold was a little bit weak.

Of course they know the power of c4, and they have often played against it before.This time the cooperation between the two companies took out the inventory, but no one has really used such a large amount.I simply know that a lot has been buried, but no one has done it, and of course I don't know if so many can blow up the tank.

Let me say a few more words.But Varun still kept his mouth shut. This is the end of the matter, and we have to do it.No, I have to do it too.

The vibration on the ground became more and more violent, and the gravel in front of his eyes jumped and ran into his eyeballs. Varen could only close his eyes, listening to the approaching rumbling sound, his heart was pounding.

Their plan is actually very simple. They use ordinary civilians to obtain accurate information on the patrol's patrol route, and then plant explosives at the predetermined key locations. After blowing up the opponent's armored vehicle, they take advantage of the chaos and swarm up, sending all the bullets to the sky.

As for whether this plan is feasible and whether it will be difficult to implement it, Valen really hasn't thought about it. He lives peacefully in Bel Air, a small city. When he wakes up every day, what he thinks about the most is the wine and nightclub under his command. Whether to make money, how to grab more territory, suddenly, the war came, and the most talked about by the people around was the war, the country was going to die, and so on.

Then, as if bragging, he said, believe it or not, when I went to the battlefield, a few black leather ghosts were still easy to catch, and the people below were instigated by disbelief and enthusiasm, so they did it. The consequences, national righteousness, bullshit, I didn't even think Pass.

The tanks approached slowly. Obviously, the Abyez soldiers sitting on the tank, lazily holding their guns and smoking a cigarette, didn't notice that there were so many soldiers not far from their main force. Individuals are trying their best to ambush them.

Everything was proceeding according to the steps planned by Varun. Unaware that Abyel had entered his trap, the patrol team entered his trap. The nearest man, who was almost on the side of the road, was responsible for the detonation. The moment he passed the explosive burial point, he pressed the detonator vigorously and excitedly.

boom!

Varen's ears were instantly filled with the whistling sound of the airflow. It felt like there were two powerful hair dryers running at full power and blowing air into the ears, and they couldn't hear anything because of the buzzing.

It was so dark in front of my eyes that I couldn't see anything. A strong feeling of palpitations spread throughout my body, just like the moment I was playing with it, I felt a shuddering and refreshing feeling of pleasure.

The next moment, Varen didn't remember anything.

On the ground, a group of orange-red soaring fire dragons rose up from the ground, as high as ten floors. Gunpowder smoke, debris, and flames were mixed together, and spread outward like a [-]-level typhoon.

A huge sound like a dragon's chant was transmitted, and there was also the faint sound of metal twisting and breaking.

The fire dragon spread out, directly submerging a radius of [-] meters, and the ground seemed to be plowed by ten plow machines, turning over, leaving a huge, charred black, huge deep pit emitting gunpowder smoke.

After a long time, the gunpowder smoke subsided slowly. What tanks, what patrol soldiers, and even Varen and Harold's No. [-] and [-] people disappeared without a trace. On the messy ground, there was only a group of completely deformed The scorched black tank vehicle narrated everything that happened here.

Warren didn't ask carefully, and Harold didn't think deeply about it. The two of them joined forces and took out all the C4 explosives in stock, not just a little bit, but a full [-] kilograms.

One kilogram of C4 explosives can blow up a car into the sky, and thirty kilograms, that power can completely blow up a six-story building. (To be continued..)