Red Alert Somalia

In Li Lan's private reception room, out of curiosity, Zeng Zhihua also asked his questions.

"What's the confidence to have, what's the use of panic when things are coming? It's better to stay calm and think about countermeasures." Li Lan replied simply.

"Do you have any countermeasures now?" Zeng Zhihua asked.

"Then tell me, how can we cope with a nuclear strike?" Li Lan asked back.

"The best method is to carry out the same nuclear strike." Zeng Zhihua said bluntly. This thing is not a secret in the world. Only mutual vigilance and absolute strength can avoid nuclear strikes and use the same nuclear weapons to suppress them. Nuclear strike.

"Then do you think we have nuclear weapons?" Li Lan asked with a curled mouth.

"Nuclear weapons? How could it be possible..." According to Zeng Zhihua's idea, there must be no, but when he saw the confidence in Li Lan's eyes, he braked suddenly after halfway through his simple answer, and his voice changed. , Asked suspiciously: "Somalia has nuclear weapons?"

"You will know if there are nuclear weapons. Now I really want to do a business with the motherland. I wonder if the country is interested?" Li Lan said calmly.

"What kind of business?" Zeng Zhihua asked curiously.

Li Lan did not answer immediately, but took out her phone, opened the album, and then handed it to Zeng Zhihua, saying, "Watch it yourself!"

"This is..." When Zeng Zhihua saw the big guy in the phone photo album, his face was instantly brilliant, and he was extremely excited, saying: "Isn't this the American Seawolf-class submarine Carter?"

"Not bad." Li Lan nodded, pointing to the picture of the submarine on the phone and said: "Now this submarine is in our dry dock. And the bargaining chip for this business is this submarine."

The excitement on Zeng Zhihua’s face gradually deepened, and he said in pieces: “It’s really hard to imagine how you snatched this big guy. When we learned that the USS Carter nuclear submarine was missing. The result of intelligence investigation was nothing. There are still a large number of intelligence personnel in the United States looking for this submarine. Unexpectedly, this guy is here."

After the excitement, Zeng Zhihua also began to consider Li Lan's words. After weighing in his mind, he said: "What do you want the country to do for you? If it's just a small matter, there is no need to come up with such a huge bargaining chip. If it is too big, the country too Consider the consequences."

"The price I paid is very simple. I can ask the country to send a team of experts to Somalia and my scientists to study this submarine together. By the way, it can also strengthen the exchange of science and technology between our two sides. After all, building a car behind closed doors is definitely not the way to develop." Li Lan He did not rush to talk about his requirements, but talked about the benefits first.

"This condition is very tempting. After all, it is possible to study the most advanced nuclear submarine of the US military. Such an opportunity is not available in peacetime. What do you want the country to do?" Zeng Zhihua is very clear that the greater the gain, the more the price. Bigger.This condition is too alluring for China.Once the submarine is thoroughly researched, it will not only improve China's own submarine technology, but also use it to thoroughly understand the US military's nuclear submarines. This benefit cannot be measured by simple money.

Li Lan bluntly said: "As you just said. The best way to defend against nuclear strikes is the same nuclear deterrence, so. I need a nuclear bomb!"

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Galle Cayo on the battlefield.

Looking at the dense clusters of light spots on the radar screen, Zhuang Zhifen nodded repeatedly, "tsk tusk", expressing his admiration with limited sincerity.So many fighters were dispatched in one breath, so bold!It seems that the enemy has released all those who can fly.It's just that a large group of bombers was dispatched before destroying its own air defense radar and air defense missile forces. The effect was really limited.Forget it, why do you think so much for others, first think about how to greet guests!

The huge fleet first hit the ubiquitous anti-aircraft guns and sporadic air defense missiles.The rain of steel and the poisoned arrows struck together, making people hard to defend against.The entire fleet didn't have time to clean up these nasty bugs one by one, and they all maintained a safe flying altitude.

But even so, there were still two f-15s that let the fragments of the missile exploded and swept away half of its wings. The poor Eagle fighter screamed and fell down. The pilot managed to parachute successfully, but unfortunately fell on the Red Police Corps. Faced with the black hole muzzle of hundreds of unconsciously protruding automatic rifles, the pilot hesitated, but decided not to wait for the search and rescue team, and made a world-famous international gesture very neatly. Raise your hands and surrender.

The NATO Air Force fleet continued to advance with anger.They didn't know that their old opponent, the Black Hawk Fighter Brigade, was also rushing towards them with full of anger.This time, the elite of the Black Hawk Fighter Group were all out, 48 Black Hawk fighters, 74 Invader fighters, all birds of prey.

It is almost impossible for such a large fleet to covertly catch the enemy, but fortunately, they took off from a simple runway in the Sulud Mountains this time.Under the guidance of the operational ideology of "aircraft entering mountains and tanks entering the village", Somali engineers worked day and night in suitable places like hard-working worker bees, building temporary airports in a few inaccessible places, the largest for 20 to 30 The smallest fighter planes can only be used for two or three fighter planes to take off, land, and maintain. The purpose is that after the major air bases are destroyed, the surviving fighter planes can still be broken into pieces and hidden in these airports to continue fighting.

The plan went well, and after the Italian Mechanized Infantry Brigade got into trouble, the coalition air force really made a big move.

The flying group code-named "Fox Hunting" naturally responded enthusiastically and all took off.This is the largest adventure in the history of the modern air force. In order to avoid the surveillance of the e-3 electronic early warning aircraft, the entire fleet can only be driven out along the tortuous and bottomless ground, and the fog that shelters the Red Police Corps has become The nightmare of the flying brigade. Although the ground troops of the Red Police Corps have suspended the launch of fog-forming agents in order to cooperate with their operations, the visibility has been greatly improved, but for the Air Force, such visibility is still too low, and if you don’t pay attention, you’ll be hit. Go up the cliff and turn into a ball of fire!Every fighter flies at the slowest speed. The pilot’s eyes are wide-open, like a zombie, motionless, only when it comes to avoiding obstacles, their reaction will become swift. Not funny.

The sound of cannons rumbling ahead, Italy's 68th armored corpse rushed across the land.In the brown mud, piles of corpses were lying down everywhere. Some of the destroyed tanks and armored vehicles burned to a shell, and some were still burning with choking smoke.In the encircling circle, the killing sound shook the sky, tracer shells were flying all over the sky, and shells of various calibers shuttled in the air. Countless Somali soldiers flocked to the defense positions of the 68th Armored Brigade like a tide, fighting fiercely with grenades, automatic rifles and bazookas. The 68th Armored Brigade treats the tank as a movable turret, shooting desperately, 120 mm caliber high-explosive anti-personnel grenades, high-explosive incendiary grenades, and even grenade shells, and smash them at the Red Police soldiers in motion without money. The cannonballs were flying everywhere, and the heavy machine gun on the tank turret splashed out large-caliber heavy machine gun bullets like water splashing out, breaking a brave red police soldier to pieces. Masses of blood mist mixed with blood and minced meat.

The mortar shells and rockets from the Red Police Corps also set off a bloody storm in the positions of the 68th Armored Brigade. Every defensive position of the 68th Armored Brigade was attacked fiercely. The dead were lying on the ground and blood was everywhere. Flowing, the damp mist was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.

It seemed that the Army regarded the 68th Armored Brigade as a good meal, and Fox Hunt, the captain of the Fox Hunting Brigade, sighed.In his opinion, it’s not a good thing for the Army to fight hard with the 68th Armored Brigade, because the whole battle is around their fierce battle. They fight here for one more day, and the outside will have to hold on for one more day. The brigade is so difficult to gnaw, and it may be possible to annihilate it by continuing to fight, but the outer forces are also dragged down. If the coalition forces increase their troops, it is easy to make dumplings for these tens of thousands of troops!Is it worth it to take tens of thousands of troops to change the 68th Armored Brigade?

"I don't want to. I'm just an air force. It is my vocation to hit missiles on the enemy's airframe and throw bombs on the enemy's head. We can't talk about infantry matters."

The Black Hawk fighter accelerated suddenly, passing by the edge of the barrage that almost covered the ground, leaving only two straight plumes of smoke.Through the radio, he clearly heard his wingman mutter to himself: "Epic pictures!" Dare to love this guy is also a war madman.

Major General David Jones watched in amazement as a huge fleet emerged from the deep canyon, with a heartbeat.Fortunately, the fleet was not interested in these infantrymen, and arrogantly left, but the strong electronic interference interrupted their communication, and it was impossible to report to the command.This bunch of lunatics, what do they want to do.

The coalition air force finally reached the top of the Red Police Corps.Now they make the real and fake targets so big that they don’t know where to throw bombs.Fighters are not strategic bombers. Strategic bombers can hang several tons or even ten to twenty tons of bombs. They can take all true and false targets. But fighters cannot. They can only attack two or three targets at a time. They also require one. Hit and hit.Now there are tanks and self-propelled artillery everywhere on the ground, and command posts everywhere. There is no way to tell if it is true or not. Which one do you tell them to bomb?