On the east bank of the Arab River, Homshahr City, after more than two years of fierce fighting, this strategic city in southwestern Iran has long been beyond recognition. The ruins everywhere in the city tell the tragic situation here. The trenches that are intertwined outside the city whispered a protracted tragedy. However, in the endless field fortifications built on both sides of the Arab River, in countless resentful eyes, what you see is not a stop-end end, but a resentful battle...

"Chief Commander Lu, it seems that our arrival here has indeed caused some people's unhappiness!"

Located in the Chinese technical team station near the southern Iranian cluster command in southeast of Homshahr, Zhou Hao, the head of the tank technical team training team, took a letter transferred from the cluster command, intercepted a message from the Iraqi army, found Lu Jiadong, who was sorting out technical information about the new tank, and angrily handed over the message in his hand:

"Look at this!"

Lu Jiadong put the information in his hand on the table, picked up the message and glanced at it, couldn't help but smile, handed the message back, and said with a little self-deprecating:

"I really don't know what Aziz on the opposite side thought. He actually positioned me, a technician who was unstable to the gun, as a major threat second only to a full-scale attack. It's a great honor!"

Seeing Lu Jiadong's calm appearance as usual, Zhou Hao's face was solemn. Since the ship suddenly accelerated a few days ago, he felt something was wrong, because he vaguely heard the roar of planes and the explosion in the air. Perhaps others didn't know it, but Zhou Hao, who had participated in the North China National Taiwan exercise and personally felt the howling of planes, knew that fierce air combat would inevitably break out in the air.

Even when they arrived at their final destination, Iran, in addition to the warm welcome from Iran, there was also a sudden attack by the elite armored forces of the Iraqi army. Two armored battalions were mixed. Under the cover of fighter jets and attack aircraft, they crossed the tight defense line set up by the Iranian army and rushed straight to Port Khomeini.

Although he was later repelled by the Iranian army that came to his senses, the losses suffered were also quite amazing. Afterwards, Zhou Hao learned from his students that the Iraqi Armored Battalion was equipped with a new tank that he had never seen before. Not only was it super power, but it also had extremely accurate firepower. The Chinese **** tank in their hands was no match for it at all.

Even the "Chief" mk5 tank with stronger firepower and protection was at a disadvantage because it was not as powerful as the opponent in terms of maneuverability. In the end, students in Iran carried anti-tank mines and used an almost crazy charge to curb Iraq's offensive momentum. However, even so, no Iraqi tank was completely destroyed, so it was not so much a repulsive retreat, but rather an active retreat from certain instructions.

Zhou Hao, who is well versed in armored warfare, after learning about this situation, he concluded that the real target of this Iraqi armored combat group with strong combat effectiveness was definitely not the rear supply base Iran said, but something else was pointed out, especially Iraq's several small-scale surprise attacks in the following days. Although there was no such fierce attack from armored troops on the first day, the small-scale point-to-point attack still confirmed Zhou Hao's speculation that the target of Iraq's attack was their Chinese technical team!

The telegram that had just passed from the Iranian command completely confirmed his speculation, so he hurried to find Lu Jiadong, hoping that Lu Jiadong could avoid it as much as possible to avoid any danger. However, after Lu Jiadong saw it, he was as usual, as if this matter had nothing to do with him at all. This made Zhou Hao even more anxious:

"Chief Secretary Lu, why are you not worried at all? It is now obvious that Iraq is already launching military operations against us. Although it is not clear what their purpose is, there is no doubt that it is already very dangerous here. Are you..."

"Don't worry, there will be no trouble!" Before Zhou Hao finished speaking, Lu Jiadong smiled and patted his shoulder: "If there were any trouble, there would have been a long time ago!"

Lu Jiadong was right. This arms sales were dangerous and even beyond Lu Jiadong's imagination. If it weren't for his old friend, Bromberg, who had served as an agent of the Mossad in Israel, warned him that he would have been trapped in the net of heaven and earth set by the "dad" at this time.

After learning the news, both Musharraf and Prince Khalid were shocked and stopped immediately according to their original intention and did not wade into this muddy water. Even Lu Jiadong's original intention was. However, when he knew who "dad" was, Lu Jiadong understood that this matter was inevitable. Should he be a turtle in order to avoid a powerful Avenger?

Although Lu Jiadong is just a technician with no power, he was also a strong and passionate soldier in his previous life. He would never hide because he was afraid of something. What's more, he had already pushed the gun in front of him. Even if he took a step back half a step would mean surrender.

If the so-called "dad" wants to die, he will draw out his sword and fight with him in a dignified battle. He is not colluding with Iraq to set up a trap, so he will use his tricks and directly transport a large number of weapons and equipment to Iran in the name of selling it to Iraq.

Anyway, Iran suffered huge losses in several offensive battles in 1982, and Khomeini always insisted on the so-called "Not the West, nor the East, as long as *******" was unified and isolated by the two superpowers of the United States and the Soviet Union, and the source of weapons and equipment was severely restricted. It can be said that Lu Jiadong's batch of weapons and equipment can be said to be a timely help, and they want as much as they want.

Lu Jiadong's idea is not complicated. Anyway, the original intention of the sales to Musharraf was to find a practical platform that could showcase the capabilities of new tanks. Since Iraq is conspiring to frame it, then replace the platform with Iran and directly treat Iraq as a guinea pig.

He beat him, beat him, and swell him, until he beat him to the scheming and conspiracy behind him into a rat crossing the street. Life is worse than death, because no matter in this life or in the past life, Lu Jiadong only believes in one sentence. No matter how superb the conspiracy is, it is not as good as a few shots of fierce artillery fire.

It is precisely because of this that Lu Jiadong ignored Iraq's attack like mosquitoes, but instead urged members of the technical team to urge the Iranian army to master new tanks as soon as possible and form initial combat effectiveness. Of course, Iran also attaches great importance to the safety of these Chinese technicians.

Lu Jiadong's old friend, a year ago, was the director of the Equipment Technology Bureau of the Revolutionary Guards, and served as the commander-in-chief of the Southern Iranian Cluster. He led his troops to successfully retake Lieutenant General Jalad of the major city of Homshahr. Not only did he send his guard to the Chinese technical team to defend the defense, but he also drew elite troops from the cluster to form the "Holy City" operation team to be responsible for the personal protection of Chinese technicians. Zhou Hao also knew about this, but he still believed that it was more dangerous for Lu Jiadong to stay in Homshahr:

"No matter what, there is still some danger here. I'm afraid that one is not good..."

"If it's not good, let's just punch it, that's that simple!" Lu Jiadong smiled brightly and said even more happily. Then he turned around, poured two glasses of water, handed Zhou Hao a cup, and then continued to smile and said:

"But you, the armored soldiers Iran gives you are all carefully selected students from the University of Tehran, all of whom are studying science. You should hurry up and teach well, and strive to let them go to the battlefield in another week. They have to rush out to fight a few battles!"

"Don't worry, Chief Commander Lu!"

Zhou Hao is not a pretentious person. Seeing that Lu Jiadong is so strong in fighting, he is even more passionate and quickly stood at attention and said:

"This group of Iranian student soldiers has good quality and mastered the technical equipment very quickly. If you want to say that they lack it, it is practical experience. However, Major Ahmadinejad, the battalion commander of this mixed-fitting battalion, is an experienced veteran who has a good set of insights into war, which can make up for some shortcomings!"

"Is it the guy who thinks our new tank is too complicated, but thinks it's easier to operate the 59 Magic Modification better?"

"Yes! Yes! That's this guy!" Zhou Hao nodded, then changed his subject and said with a smile: "But he has turned his mind around now, so he has been soaking in new tanks all day long. He has also found me several times and asked if he can replace all the tanks in the mixed battalion with new tanks!"

As soon as Zhou Hao finished speaking, the two of them laughed, but before the laughter could fall, the Major Ahmadinejad, who had just mentioned, hurriedly broke into the office. Before Lu Jiadong and Zhou Hao could find out their purpose, Ahmadinejad said anxiously:

"Mr. Lu, Instructor Zhou, I just received the news that Engineer Chen was attacked by Iraq on his way back and is now trapped in Kilmael village twenty kilometers west of Homshahr!"

Hearing this, Lu Jiadong couldn't help but angrily shouted:

"What?"

.........

At the same time, gunfire sounds were heard in Kilmael Village, and explosions were heard one after another. Iraqi soldiers launched a fierce attack from the small village with less than two hundred people in the north and south directions. In the blink of an eye, a peaceful small village became a hell on earth...\

"Da da~~..."

"Engineer Chen, lie down...boom..."

Just as Chen Zihao was about to raise his eyes to see the situation outside, Soleimani, the captain of the "Holy City" Operation Team of the Revolutionary Guards, who was responsible for his close safety, immediately threw him down. Then several grenade explosions hit Chen Zihao's body, but his back couldn't help but feel ache...

"When will our reinforcements arrive, and when will they arrive?"

Chen Zihao yelled. At this time, his head was already blank. The red blood and burnt corpse made him no longer think. All he could remember was the person he trusted the most:
Chapter completed!