Chapter 1267: Take a sharp turn

This laser wavelength suitable for missile terminal guidance cannot be discovered by remote sensing detection satellites because the laser beam will interfere with and affect satellite instruments, which is well known in the industry. So before the missile flies to every target in Tanzanian, Americans do not know whether the location of these laser emitters is correct, and no one seems to have thought of this problem.

Because there has never been any problem at this link before, every military expert who has entered deep behind enemy lines is a military expert.

This time I went to General Paul's mercenary. Needless to mention Paul's combat effectiveness, his subordinates seemed to be good, so no one above thought it was inappropriate. The lower part admired Paul enough. The technicians in the middle probably wanted to ask, but the foreign generals were not so easy to communicate, so they continued to carry out by mistake.

There were black people who came back one after another, and some were injured, bandaged in a messy way, but no one asked for help. This was very different from the US military. However, it was not with weapons, and at most a few pieces of plasticine. Standard African blacks, even the skin color was a little different from the local Bantu blacks. Even the languages ​​were similar to that of the Swahili language, which was related to Arabic, so they were treated as refugees at most, and they were free to come and go, and handed over the remaining transmitters to identify the coordinates they placed. However, the submitted intelligence photos were inconsistent, unclear focus or secretly photographed. There was a very common situation of no focus, but in short, it was a bit unsightly!

Communicating a few more words is either impatient or giggling, which makes American military personnel a little troubled. According to the fact that this situation is reported, can I find another way to enter the survey and position? Or...

When Mike found Brigadier General Qi, Qi Tianlin had no choice but to: "The level of education is just like this. I hardly asked them to do intelligence work. Barracks... I should find them more accurately. I really don't dare to confirm whether these containers are guided rockets. What should I do? I can't go in and check them one by one? What's more, those installed launchers cannot be recycled."

Mike led the staff to study all the collected images for two days and made a private decision: "I can only follow this report. No matter what, Tanzaniani is probably at this level. A bunch of guided rockets cannot threaten us, so I am just ready to explode!"

Qi Tianlin refused to comment: "I really don't guarantee the accuracy. I am not sure about the things I haven't handled before. I never dared to trust the seriousness of the black people."

Mike was helpless about this: "Well, then that's it. If you confirm that everyone you can collect is back, I will report to form a crackdown plan."

Qi Tianlin nodded, returned to his barracks, opened the recycling information that Dida had sorted for him again, but he was a little thoughtful...

Among the countless continuous photos that are sober and clear, there are indeed many Chinese figures, but there are still many.

This made Qi Tianlin a little bit grinning. Throughout history, all the kings and dominances have been hard-hearted. In order to achieve the overall goal, he can sacrifice the part without hesitation. Even if he is the closest person, he is obviously not!

Compared with black Africans, he cherishes his employees more, and compared with his employees, he cares for Chinese people extremely, even if he is a Chinese who has never known each other.

Speaking of this, Qi Tianlin Zhen is a bit kind, so how could he be a guy who can accomplish great things?

But he has never been an ideal to dominate the world. He just wants to drag the United States down as much as possible, but the premise is that there is no need to use Chinese or too many other lives to fill the pit, including Americans. Otherwise, he would throw a few more nuclear bombs at the United States, which would be enough for the United States to take a few big bowls of tonics.

So he could only frown, clenched his fist and kept hitting his jaw, thinking about what should he do. Since he reported the guided rocket base, Xu Qinghua made that call, and the two sides had never contacted each other again. He really had never called to communicate. The current situation made Qi Tianlin rub his temples a little.

Until he flipped through another series of photos on his tablet, he finally opened the encrypted phone number that he had not used for a long time between himself and Lao Lu, but first called Ma Huateng from Europe: "Help me contact Lao Xu, I have something to talk to him."

There is a dark red box on the picture. The satellite looks fine, but the photos taken by Lala employees who are close to each other are inflatable!

A camouflage made of inflatable balloons, even the tires and front of the container trailer, are all filled with chemical fiber rubber inflatables, and you won’t be doubted if you look a little farther away!

In fact, some containers are hiding under the standard military camouflage net! The monks took the photos very carefully and clearly, and the coordinates had nothing to do with the previous containers.

Since satellite technology began to be widely used in the 1960s, various camouflage tactics have actually flourished. The Chinese are obviously also masters. After they disclosed the information to the Americans and passed the information to the Chinese, the Chinese are actually making some preparations for response with Tanzaniani. This seems to give Qi Tianlin a little hope, and it seems that they are not following his strategy of completely letting the Chinese avoid it. What should we do?

Xu Qinghua's voice was as calm as ever. Perhaps this is the person who does big things, and he will not fluctuate even if he collapses. Sometimes, Qi Tianlin suspected that he was pretending to be: "Mr. Qi? What's the matter?" He had a faint sense of distance.

Qi Tianlin is really not a politician: "To communicate two things, first, the United States may be determined to start an air strike, so I plead for reducing the losses of Chinese people, including those soldiers, to leave as soon as possible;"

Xu Qinghua seemed not surprised and remained calm: "What about the second one?"

Qi Tianlin thoughtfully: "My African-American subordinates have entered Tanzanian to re-invest. Not only the forty-two camps I got before, but also the satellite maps where Americans carried out the investigation. Now there are 127 coordinates in total. My subordinates have installed cruise missile terminal guidance signal launchers. Americans can launch air strikes at any time to ensure that they all hit accurately. This coordinate list has been submitted to the US Department of Defense, the White House and the African Command, just waiting for the final excuse and launching the attack."

Qi Tianlin obviously felt that Xu Qinghua on the other side left the microphone and said something to the side. He was probably asking what this pure military term meant. When he spoke again, it was difficult to suppress his emotions: "What are you... doing?!" Without the warning and eyes from the last call, he finally had an angry tone: "Qi Tianlin! What are you doing?!"

"You are treating war as a joke!"

"You are dragging China into the abyss of war!"

"Do you understand?! You have lost your mind!"

"You are betraying the people! Betray your motherland!"

"Are you worthy of the motherland that gave birth to you and raised you?"

"I used to think you had a patriotic heart, but now you completely deviated from your original intention!"

"If in the war era, do you believe it or not, I will really kill you with a gun in person!"

A series of questions that were finally filled with real emotions were whipped like a whip, and later, even a little difficult to control tone was trembling and unclear in words!

This situation actually happened to such a middle-aged talent who has been pursuing politics as his career for life? It's rare!

A rare loss of composure!

However, this is even more true than the only time Qi Tianlin met Xu Qinghua and sat in the hotel room in Xiangjiang. He felt real. It was no longer the affable and friendly leader of this rare young and powerful national leader in China in recent years who often appeared in TV screens. He always looked extraordinary. Finally, he could feel a little bloody, a little bloody like a person, rather than a steady temperament like a clay bodhisattva.

Qi Tianlin listened quietly beside the microphone, feeling extremely friendly, as if he was still in the company being scolded by his northern Shaanxi company commander. He was not happy until Xu Qinghua's voice came to an end: "I will arrange to send this coordinate file to you later, find an expert to see what the difference between these coordinates and your actual coordinates."

Even though he was so angry that he shivered, Xu Qinghua seemed to have heard something from the middle of this sentence: "What do you mean? Have you done your tricks? What does that mean? What are the actual coordinates?"

Qi Tianlin took a deep breath, his fingers had already tapped the sending button of the encrypted file. This document was disassembled into several files and sent to different email addresses. Only Ma Huateng knew where to download and pieced together the file and sent it to France: "You may be a soldier, of course, the descendant of the general. I am just the son of an ordinary soldier. I am not as far-sighted and far-sighted as you. I did make trouble. What consequences will this bring to me? You can imagine. The purpose of my hand-to-hand is to reduce the sacrifices of Chinese and even Chinese soldiers. Maybe everything I have worked hard to build will turn into a bubble. Do you understand my mentality?"

Xu Qinghua was silent. Perhaps in the eyes of national leaders, Qi Tianlin's approach was a bit incredible.

Qi Tianlin paused and made his last effort: "You know the international situation better than me. China wants to peacefully replace the United States and become the most influential country in the world. Do you think it is possible? Will the United States tolerate such a thing? Can China always tolerate the United States plunder and intercept China from all levels? There will be a war between China and the United States! Don't you know it clearly?

What you think is to accumulate strength, really! That’s right, I sincerely support it! I once came close to China and wanted to accumulate with the motherland, but when is this accumulation the beginning? Do you have a standard in your heart? Or do you just want to be as peaceful as possible during your term of office as possible, and drink poison to quench your thirst? Leave the increasingly dangerous situation to those who are latecomers?

Only after getting closer and closer to the United States and feeling their determination to ensure American interests can I become more and more determined and find the right opportunity to drag the United States into the water!”

"Okay, you ask me what I mean. I just want to lure the United States to launch an attack, and then I can't stop. I just kicked China out as much as possible because you can't bear to leave the current situation and dare not fight. Even if I have tried my best to make the situation a new war to resist the U.S. aggression and aid Korea, you still don't dare to fight a limited war overseas. Under the premise that both sides have nuclear deterrence, tacitly use conventional wars to solve the win-loss war! So I can only use the stupidest method to build Tanzanian into the next Ikra, hoping to hold the United States in five or ten years! Leave another time for China to hide its strength and maintain a low profile!"

"I will never hesitate to be a traitor to this Chinese country! I will always bear this name, do you understand?"

The sound inside the voice changer was so low that it seemed like it was crying.

Echoing in a conference hall full of generals and leaders...

The situation took a sharp turn!

Completely changed!

It can be said that I was moved by this relationship, or I could be said that I was forced to have no way out!
Chapter completed!