"There are two fetal heartbeats and two gestational sacs. This is dichorionic diamniotic, darling, you are carrying twins."
Hearing the boss's excited voice, the doctor, who had just grasped the general idea, was confused. Wait a minute, she was the doctor.
Xia Yu never expected to have such a double whammy, giving birth to twins in her second pregnancy.
"Really? That's amazing!"
Liv was also very happy that the two little ones, whether son or daughter, could form a second-generation Weasel car crew with their older brother, inheriting the spirit of their fathers and the family business.
"It's just that carrying twins is a bit tough, but thankfully this isn't our first pregnancy. However, we'll have to change our plans again. We'll fly to China next June."
The risks associated with twin pregnancies are definitely higher than with single pregnancies, and extra care is needed during pregnancy, especially in the last few months to prevent premature birth.
"Okay, whatever you say."
The doctor in the corner felt somewhat superfluous, but it seemed that the São Paulo wouldn't be able to welcome its first newborn if the landlady was going back to China to give birth.
It's not 1900, why would you give birth on a ship?
When it comes to having a third child, Xia Yu might choose Kong Lujia!
Afica was the starting point of his career, so it's not unreasonable for him to leave his child to be unlucky.
After finishing their prenatal checkup, the couple went to a restaurant for breakfast and called both sets of parents to tell them the good news.
"Okay, Mom. We'll be back next June. I'll take good care of Liv."
Back home, it was still early dinner time, and Xiao Youzi, who was lying on the ground playing with a toy excavator, felt a sudden pang of anxiety.
"Grandma Mai"
Upon hearing the commotion, Lin Shuqin immediately came over and scooped up her eldest grandson.
"Oh my, our little Yuzu is going to be a big brother! Aren't you happy? Look, this is Dad and Mom."
Looking at his parents on the screen, Xia De burst into tears.
The baby is unhappy. Not only are two familiar strangers visible but untouchable, but they also have a new baby behind his back.
Babies are mostly like this, right? They cry to get attention, which in turn reduces the parents' chances of having more children. But since the pregnancy is already over, there's no point in protesting. It's better to start learning how to be a good older brother now so you can help take care of the second and third babies later.
Since his parents and mother-in-law didn't give Dehua anything, the eldest son is the best alternative!
Right, Deqi?
Just as Xia Yu was gloating, he suddenly realized that if his second and third children were the daughters he longed for, he would name them Dehua.
No, no, no, his generation doesn't have any generational names, so naturally the next generation won't have them either.
However, his name contains the character for plant, which mainly signifies that fire generates wood. Xia Yu should first establish his career and then start a family, which also carries his beautiful expectations.
"Let's name the second and third kids next year. Little Youzi just turned one year old a couple of days ago, what did he pick during his first birthday celebration?"
Xia Yu continued to ask his mother.
"Look, we caught an excavator. Your dad is overjoyed, saying that the family business has a successor."
While coaxing her grandson, Lin Shuqin pointed the camera at the ground; the little yellow excavator was quite cute.
"Haha, Dad is getting excited too soon. He was born to be a museum curator. I don't even have a museum that big in the US!"
After laughing, Xia Yu said sourly.
Other people have a good godfather and a good mentor, while he can only rely on himself.
The system that's printing 155mm shells in the subspace of the retina says, "I just do the work, I don't talk."
"Alright, let Liv and Yuzu chat for a bit!"
Xia Yu handed his phone to his wife, who was standing next to him, and went outside the restaurant.
With multiple industries, it's impossible to take care of everything. Therefore, we must learn to seize every opportunity to understand the specific situation and identify any shortcomings that can be improved.
For example, let's leave aside Chinese restaurants, but can a Western restaurant put a piano in there?
He even managed to play a couple of tunes and win some applause, despite being a roughneck who only knows how to play the piano randomly on the shore.
"Frank, how's the Raider squadron that went into operation at Christmas doing with training?"
Xia Yu asked the head of the aviation department of the St. Paul.
Similar to the strategy of the first phase of the tank museum, the aircraft carrier museum will also release new aircraft models from time to time in order to maintain the flow of visitors. In order not to occupy the hangar for a long time, 50% of the aircraft models are limited-time events.
Yeah, if you don't come this time, you won't be able to play next time.
But this only applies to casual shoppers and tourists with a certain level of spending power. For true big spenders, deciding which model to play is just a matter of a word.
This time, they are launching a carrier-based attack aircraft from the UK – the Blackburn Buccaneer!
It's a ground-scratching aircraft with a very rounded fuselage, but because it belonged to the Huang family navy and was retired too early, it's not as famous as the Three Musketeers.
However, for Xia Yu, any aircraft that can be put on a ship is a good aircraft. He acquired two from England before the museum opened and prepared them for nearly a year before taking them out for operation.
"Both pilots have passed the land landing test and have conducted three shipboard training sessions this week. They will definitely be ready to operate by Christmas."
Frank assured Xia Yu.
"The training on the ship is for the safety of tourists, but live-fire exercises account for 70% of our experience, so we need to strengthen live-fire training in the future."
Xia Yu gave the other party some instructions.
"I remember this model had an upgraded fire control system, capable of engaging the AIM-9L Super Sidewinder, but nobody would want to fly it into air combat."
"Yes, boss. Attack aircraft are armed with air-to-air missiles, mainly for self-defense. If tourists have any requests, we can also make customized arrangements."
Frank has a good business sense, which is why Xia Yu chose him.
"Unfortunately, I won't be able to see it. Liv and I have to return to Libya before Christmas."
Xia Yu said with a hint of regret.
They can't spend Christmas with his mother-in-law this year, but the Fisher will take Hannah to China.
Having a grandson is enough; the most important thing is for my daughter and son-in-law to stay in the desert and make money.
My son is in the desert too!
…………
“Boss, we’ve been monitoring these Tuareg people for a while now. They’ve been acting a bit secretive lately, as if they know they’re being watched.”
Two days later, during a routine call, Hans reported this over the phone.
"What are the specific manifestations?"
Xia Yu asked for details.
"They increased the frequency of shooting practice, and the convoy expanded its daily patrols, seemingly looking for us."
Hans continued his explanation.
"It seems they learned of our departure from Jufra Air Base. That's right, they'll definitely slip up during this time. Have the Howling Eagle crew cooperate with you to strengthen surveillance. Haitang Rabbit and I will be back tomorrow."
Xia Yu said on the phone.
We've got the stuff, inspected the aircraft carrier museum, and my wife's prenatal checkup is done. It's time to go back and earn money for baby formula.
"Yes, boss!"
After hanging up the phone, Xia Yu continued to ponder the Tuareg people. The more he thought about it, the more something seemed amiss. These people were truly as stubborn as the Azawad Coordination Movement.
Or perhaps they have some kind of leverage and are deliberately revealing some flaws.
With that in mind, he immediately called the Fat Army in Mali and the Blue Helmets Stabilization Unit to inquire about any developments in the Azawad Coordination Movement during this period.
The combined information from both sides indicated that this separatist armed group seemed to have vanished. However, since the other side was not an extremist organization capable of maintaining silence for an extended period, the affiliated tribes would inevitably leave some clues.
The problem is that there are no clues at all now; it's almost like they've vanished into thin air.
"Could it be that they've joined forces with the Libiya tribal armed group?"
Xia Yu unknowingly revealed the truth.
In that case, let's revise the plan again and target the Tubu people, who are allied with them, next door, and see how Alikanna reacts.
"boss"
Hans's call was reconnected, and Xia Yu issued a new order: the drones would continue to monitor the Sharara oil field, but personnel and equipment would be moved south.
“I have submitted evidence of the crimes committed by the two tribal armed groups to the EU and the UN. Interpol said they would get involved, but by the time they set up the task force, the matter will have been resolved long ago. We are just keeping a record.”
Xia Yu said on the phone.
Yes, saying it was a fait accompli is an exaggeration, but PMC companies do have some degree of freedom.
"The Mongoose understands. Tonight, everyone will be on high alert."
Knowing that things were about to get serious, Hans immediately replied.
"Alright, see you tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Xia Yu found Liv and told her about it.
"I'll leave first tonight, you can leave tomorrow at noon."
"I understand, be careful."
That evening, Liv personally drove Xia Yu to Black Point Airport, where the C-160, fully fueled, was ready for takeoff.
He opened the ammunition depot attached to the hangar and pushed two YL-5 special rounds into the cargo hold of the transport plane.
"Buzz"
With his wife watching him go, the C-160, carrying both people and cargo, soared into the sky under the pilot's guidance, flying rapidly towards Libya.
However, when passing through Tsate, the transport plane stopped at Zwaer Airport, which is close to the border of the three countries.
Here, Xia Yu borrowed a hangar, and the tube-nosed bat, which had arrived earlier, parked the red war falcon inside.
The two-seat F-16 is equipped with two AIM-9L short-range air-to-air missiles and two LD-10 anti-radiation missiles, a configuration that is very much in line with local operational needs.
But this is far from enough to prepare for the next battle.
The auxiliary bombardment vehicle lifts and mounts two YL-5 special bombs, each weighing 1,000 kilograms (2,000 pounds), onto the underwing heavy pylons.
"It will be at least this week, and at most no later than Christmas. Thank you for staying here these days."
Xia Yu turned to the tube-nosed bat and gave it instructions.
In addition to the pilots, a combat squad and two maintenance personnel from the village protection team were stationed at Zwaar Airport to ensure that the Tube-nosed Bats crew could take off at any time to strike targets.
"I'm not tired, but for the boss, the Mitiga International Airport where Horseshoe Bat and I were previously deployed is crowded and noisy. If an F-16 suddenly disappears, won't the target become suspicious?"
The tube-nosed bat spoke his mind.
"You're right, we still don't have enough planes. After we finish things in Libya, I'll bring in a few more F-16s to confuse these guys."
Xia Yu agreed.
Two main aircraft are enough for the job, but a small number also means they are easy to track.
The six Mirage-2000Ds of the PLA in the Sahel region were closely monitored. As soon as they took off, everyone knew about it, and even slightly larger extremist organizations and armed groups would get wind of it.
Now that the focus of defense is shifting to enjoying this treatment, it becomes necessary to use a larger number of ordinary fighting falcons to cover the red fighting falcons that need to deliver the fatal blow.
It wouldn't be a pity if the bare aircraft, worth only a few million, were destroyed, but the two Red Falcons, after being modified at cost price, cost him tens of millions. No joke, one of them is worth half a dozen!
Leaving behind the Tube-nosed Bat crew, Xia Yu boarded C-160 and continued flying to Libya.
The following day, Liv, escorted by the Horseshoe Bat crew, boarded the Fischer and landed at Jufra Air Base.
The couple eventually transferred to a Super Hornet to reach the front lines.
Everyone in the camp was ready for battle and was just waiting for Xia Yu's order.
"Set off!"
To defeat a tribal armed force with no foundation, little preparation is actually needed. The reason why the National Army can't defeat this rabble is simple: because they themselves are a rabble.
However, once the balance of power between the weaklings is broken, the Tubu people, whose numbers are much smaller than those of the Tuareg, are easily defeated.
"Knock knock knock"
The rhythmic sound of machine guns rang out. Based on the distance and altitude information manually input from the drone data, countless programmable airburst bombs flew directly over the sand dunes and towards targets that were not visible due to the terrain.
"Puff puff puff"
Countless pre-made tungsten balls riddled the black soldiers in the pickup truck bed, who were carrying anti-tank missiles and ready to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.
This is an effect that cannot be achieved on other battlefields. If the BMP-2's 30mm gun were used here, it would only be able to aim when the gun is exposed, but this would obviously make the Tubu's anti-tank missiles and rocket launchers faster.
“Arikana, my brother, we have been attacked by the National Army. Please send reinforcements to us immediately.”
The Tubu leader immediately contacted the Tuareg. This was something they had agreed upon beforehand.
If one side is attacked, the other side must send troops, but Alikana looked at Tequidda beside him.
The other party shook his head. Old Tai knew exactly what would happen if he sent troops now; there was no point in trying to save the Tubu people.
"Beep beep beep"
The Tubu chieftain, who was still chattering and pleading for help, suddenly heard the dial tone of the phone being hung up.
"Damn it, the Tuareg people are untrustworthy, we've been tricked."
Enraged, the leader smashed the satellite phone, grabbed an AK, and charged out with his men. Now, they could only rely on themselves.
"boom"
A Leclerc UAE fired from behind the dunes, and a HM3M programmed grenade exploded in the air above several pickup trucks.
Larger tungsten balls, larger than 30mm and 35mm in size, blasted each car to pieces.
"Splash splash"
The sound of helicopter rotors only came then, but all the targets suspected to be anti-aircraft gunners from the drone's perspective were eliminated in one spot.
"Knock knock knock"
The Cold-Blown Bird crew, covering the Super Hornet's rappelling, opened fire with their cannons to suppress the Tub people's military camp. The Weasel crew didn't even need to be deployed this time, since there was no challenge at all.
As they flew over the camp area, several ropes were dropped at once.
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