"No, you're making them sound so powerful. The old T-62M's 115mm tank gun alone can penetrate their tank armor."
Alikanna couldn't help but ask.
This kind of antique gun can only bully a modified version of the T-72. It can't even penetrate the base armor of slightly newer main battle tanks. Isn't this just pure suicide mission?
"Who said we were going to deal with their tanks? Our target is their infantry fighting vehicles and their self-propelled anti-aircraft guns. Once we take out those vehicles, we'll use anti-tank missiles to clear out the tanks."
Tequadda explains his tactics to his former deputy.
He had fought against Jihuo Defense before and understood their combat style.
Even heavy infantry fighting vehicles cannot achieve the level of protection of main battle tanks. What's worse, they cannot be equipped with heavy explosive reactive armor. Faced with high-speed, high-penetration fin-stabilized discarding sabot armor-piercing rounds, the only effective means of self-defense is an active protection system.
Millimeter-wave radar has a fast enough response time to capture and lock onto high-speed flying steel needles, and can also disrupt the direction of attack of intercepting bombs that can penetrate the rod.
The problem is that if they fire simultaneously, what if a dozen steel needles are fired at you all at once?
Tequadda plans to use all the old T-55s and T-62s in the armory, and even tow out the broken-down zombie vehicles to use as fixed gun emplacements.
"Their attack helicopters won't just stand by and watch."
Before the practice of attaching RPG armor-piercing warheads to FPV drones spread globally, attack helicopters were the most effective tank killers, as opportunities to engage in armor-piercing missile combat were extremely rare.
"When we were at Kidal, we were under heavy fire, but we didn't use up many portable air defense missiles. This time, we have enough."
Tequadda had already considered this.
"Not to mention we also have a Sidewinder anti-aircraft missile vehicle!"
These older French-made air defense missiles are a bit of a stretch when it comes to taking down fighter jets, but they're no match for attack helicopters.
With a maximum firing altitude of 9,000 meters, it directly exceeds the service ceiling of all armed helicopters, and the reconnaissance and strike drone can also take out a large number of them.
“Once we resolve the issue of concentrated fire defense, you go to the National Unity Government to explain the situation of the arms depot, shift all the blame onto our Azawad Coordination Movement, and then hand over a sum of money. All those illegal businesses will stop, and I guarantee you won’t get into trouble.”
He then continued to offer advice to the other party.
"Then I'm all set. Just tell me what to do!"
Seeing that Tequadda had considered all aspects, Alikanna dispelled his last concerns.
Yes, the armory is destroyed. The safety of the Sharara oil field is the most important thing. The enemy still needs them to resist the National Army!
"We'll do it like this..."
The two began plotting, while Xia Yu led his team to approach the area between the two tribes.
"Buzz"
Once the propellers reached their maximum speed, the Sparrowhawk B was launched into the air and flew towards the Sharara oil field, 50 kilometers away.
The chaotic situation in Libya has only affected the oil field's output, but production continues there, just like the Omar oil field in Syria previously controlled by Azsaz.
"This desert is a basin, but the terrain is very undulating. This means that the sand layer can reach a depth of about 200 meters in most areas, but in many places it is only a few meters, or even just a dozen meters, to reach the sandstone layer."
Watching the footage captured by the drone, Xia Yu listened to the old platoon leader Tuareg's introduction while squatting down and grabbing a handful of gravel.
When he was a child, he remembers people digging sand in the river in front of his old home. He wondered why people would bother digging sand from the water when the sand in the desert is inexhaustible.
I only learned when I grew up that the erosion of wind caused coarse sand to rub against each other until it turned into fine sand after hundreds of millions of years. The surface was smooth and the particles were too small to meet the strength required for building construction.
However, this is something that cannot be used in reality. Concrete can still be printed even if it is stored in the system's material storage tank.
However, the private military contracting industry is more promising, and civil engineering is just Xia Yu's personal hobby.
With the sand of the Sahara Desert, he was able to build magnificent underground palaces.
"These oases in the basin must all be like what you described, otherwise the groundwater wouldn't be able to seep to the surface."
Xia Yu followed the other person's train of thought and said.
"Yes, the oasis is just a shallow sandy area with groundwater; most of it is still pure sandstone without water. The armory that Mr. Sherlock is looking for was basically dug out from these sandstones."
The old platoon leader explained it in simple terms.
"No wonder the satellite couldn't find it; it was hidden inside the rock!"
Modern military operations rely heavily on underground infrastructure, with various sensitive and non-sensitive military equipment and supplies being stored underground.
Colonel Gaddafi was like a hamster; he knew that his arrogance would surely lead to sanctions from the West, so he stockpiled goods while he could still buy them.
The most classic example is the Phantom fleet of Libya that could always fly. Although the enemy did not have a system, their financial resources helped them stockpile an excessive amount of spare parts, and in the later stages, they were even able to support their foreign allies.
So, not to mention conventional weapons and equipment, the army at that time was only a few hundred thousand strong, but the weapons were purchased for hundreds of thousands or even millions of people.
As a result, the old regime was overthrown, and the over-sold weapons and equipment from the West and the former Soviet Union plunged Libya into chaos. The spread of the war even extended to neighboring countries and reached as far as the Mediterranean, worsening the security situation in Europe.
"Hidden in the stone, um, the stone."
Xia Yu muttered to himself thoughtfully.
His wife is pregnant with their second child, yet she's still stuck with him in Libya, eating sand. As a man, shouldn't he be making things easier so the couple can go home together, leaving his brother-in-law to keep watch in the desert?
Furthermore, the previous operational plan still had flaws. In enclosed combat environments such as underground or semi-underground armories, they could only launch a direct assault and could not infiltrate.
This negates the greatest advantage of concentrated fire defense—infantry-tank coordination.
Xia Yu wanted to push the "shield vehicle" to rush into the underground bunker that could stop tanks, but the enemy happened to have poison gas bombs.
If the main offensive force relies on the instructors, he will definitely see the casualties he least wants to see.
They're all old buddies; Xia Yu had previously promised to turn them from millionaires into multi-millionaires, so he couldn't go back on his word now.
Yes, he felt it necessary to take some more radical measures.
After all, the EU and the UN have already paid for it. Even if Concentrated Firepower can completely seize the entire armory, the weapons and equipment inside will not belong to them.
The ultimate fate of these weapons and equipment is to be destroyed, just like the ivory and rhinoceros horns of Kenniya, no matter how much the National Army and the Government of National Accord lack these things.
"In that case, I have to go back to Guo. Begonia Rabbit, you'll come back with me."
Xia Yu made a decision.
"Mongooses, keep a close eye on the Tuareg people's movements. We'll maintain contact."
"Yes, boss!"
The boss suddenly taking his wife back must mean something's up. They should just do their jobs and keep a close eye on the target.
Morning sickness usually occurs between five and six weeks of pregnancy, which is also around the time of the first prenatal checkup. Going back for a visit will allow for a more thorough examination.
"Splash splash"
The Chinooks, who had come to deliver supplies, took the couple back to Jufra Air Base, where the USS Fisher, which was on standby, was ready for takeoff.
Accompanied by horseshoe bats, the two left Libya and arrived at Pointe-Noire Airport a few hours later.
"Buzz"
A MiG-21 target drone took off shortly after they landed, suggesting the aircraft carrier museum is doing quite well.
Xia Yu switched to a fennec fox, first dropping his wife off at Bogo Village, and then flew towards the inland canyon of the cave branch base.
He also brought some weapons and equipment with him on his return trip, such as young antelopes and old female deer.
These are equipment that the National Army already had; they could use them immediately after they were delivered, unlike the recruitment of Marder S30 and T-80BV crews, which was still ongoing.
Upon entering the cave, he waved to pile the 10,000 152mm shells printed this month in the corner, then released the flat-bottomed barge at berth number 1 to collect and release the Mi-24Vs one by one like models.
Xia Yu has purchased over a hundred of the four-figure flying infantry fighting vehicles, but unfortunately, half of them have not yet been sold.
The Afica market is like this: the countries with the highest purchasing power tend to buy new goods.
Those poor countries harassed by extremist groups and tribal armed groups can only afford three to five aircraft at a time, so it's difficult for them to help Xia Yu reduce its inventory.
However, by skillfully utilizing equipment-based financial management theories, the sales of these older female deer may surge in a few years.
Of course, it's also possible that some people prefer the Tiger or Apache.
After collecting the fifth Mi-24V, Xia Yu went to the other side to continue collecting the baby antelopes.
The Aji Army Air Force had previously used Gazelles, but they were already here. He bypassed the 32 planes belonging to the Aji people and took another 15 from Ireland.
The Nationalist Army pilot flying the Gazelle was also a former Grandma's Army Aviation pilot. If he flew into her old plane, things would get really messed up.
However, avoiding "parallel imports" is a problem that needs to be considered only when the business grows bigger. Xia Yu plans to disassemble some common parts of the same model, break them apart, and then put them back together.
Tracing back by part number only reveals that this is an assembly machine, not that someone has used time magic.
After returning the barge to its berth and loading its cargo, Xia Yu set sail back into the night.
In order not to waste system time, he refurbished almost all the second-hand equipment he bought from various channels.
So these goods are easy to handle; they can be loaded onto ships and shipped to the UAE on time. The batch of mine-resistant ambush protected vehicles back home will have to wait until next year, since these things are ordered first and then delivered.
"Splash splash"
The helicopter arrived at Black Point Harbor. The security personnel in the logistics area had been replaced by their own people. In the corner, there were seven or eight warehouses belonging to Jihuo Defense. Without Xia Yu's permission, no one could enter and see anything they shouldn't see.
After releasing all 20 helicopters from the delivery warehouse, Xia Yu went to the warehouse next door, which was a special warehouse for storing explosives.
This facility, which supplies only the firepower defenses during their overseas deployments, also includes a transit warehouse at Chung Fei's uranium mine.
For safety reasons, the ammunition for the tank museum and aircraft carrier museum is located on the other side of the logistics area to prevent a fire from spreading to other sites.
Two months ago, I rushed to attend Paul's funeral. At Xia Yu's urging, the first batch of 30mm depleted uranium rounds used by the warthogs has been loaded onto a ship and sent to Afica.
It's currently lying in a temporary warehouse at the entrance of the logistics area. He'll refurbish it and move it to Kidal later. The Cold War branch will also have its own dedicated ammunition depot.
However, that's not the focus today. Xia Yu picked up a thick stack of receipts and flipped to the information he needed.
Is it the red container, sequence number 021, in area C?
Having found the corresponding container, he opened the door and revealed what he needed inside.
The slender, silver-gray body is printed with the words "yl-5," and its elongated shape compared to ordinary aerial bombs indicates that it is a special type of bomb.
Well, it's a limited edition special shell that hasn't been finalized yet; it's just sent to collect combat data.
There are many similar munitions in this warehouse, so there's no need for concentrated fire defense to use them specifically. It's not too late to use them when the situation is right, like the current one.
Moreover, two shots were enough. After selecting the required warheads for pickup, Xia Yu returned to Bogo Village in the night.
He made quite a trip back to Konglujia, but thankfully everything went smoothly. He also hopes that tomorrow's prenatal checkup will go well.
With such anticipation, Xia Yu drifted off to sleep, and when she opened her eyes again, it was already the next morning.
"boom"
The distant rumble of artillery fire made one feel as if they had returned to the era of war.
Not only Xia Yu, but all the VIPs who stayed in the villas in Wani Village had the same idea.
Handsome guys are already up and having sex, while ugly guys are still lying in bed and refusing to get up.
"Come on, darling, let's go to the boat for breakfast."
The first prenatal checkup requires blood and urine tests. It's not too late to eat after the tests are done.
The best hospital in Komlujah is still under construction; the best hospital at present is on the São Paulo.
On the Weasel K1, only B-mode ultrasound could be performed, but on the aircraft carrier, 3D color Doppler ultrasound of the pelvis can be performed directly.
Little Yuzu cried in the toilet, "This is not fair!"
My unborn child is saying it's unfair that I live in a second-hand house!
Instead of driving, the couple landed directly on the deck of the São Paulo in a fennec fox and headed straight for the aircraft carrier's hospital.
Business was pretty good today, with a lot of people coming to visit. Two MiG-29UBKs and two F-4Ks were launched, but they were mostly players trying out the cannons and rockets. There weren't any big spenders playing combat and racking up stars today.
That's normal. If you shoot down a MiG-21 every day, you can shoot down at least 500 a year.
Even if the production capacity of tens of thousands of Fish Nest drones were enough to consume them all, Xia Yu wouldn't have that much business. The revenue from just one unmanned target drone alone exceeds 1 billion US dollars, which sounds outrageous.
Even if you halve it again, you'd still have around 100 units left, but the third-generation fighters have the highest profit margins per unit.
All of the third-hand Phantom-2000s from the Basil people have been sent to Afica. Xia Yu plans to prepare them at a later time and put them on the shelves next year.
As he was thinking this, Liv had finished having her blood drawn, changed into loose clothes, and headed towards the ultrasound room.
In theory, Xia Yu could use all the machines on the St. Paul, but this time he didn't want to embarrass himself and directly gave his position to the professional he had recruited.
However, the image on the screen made this temporary gynecological expert feel uneasy.
"This...it seems to be..."
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