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Chapter 1169 Latakia

Syria, Latakia, Russian air base.

Syria used to be a close brother of the Soviet Union. When the Soviet Union was strong, it tried its best to support it as its spokesperson in the Middle East. The intensity of its support was simply shocking, and more than 6,000 tanks alone were sent to Syria.

Yes, free of charge!

Now that the glory of the Soviet Union has disappeared, Russia's bear claws are rotting. However, in order to maintain its influence in the Middle East and the Mediterranean, Russia still has to support the current Syrian Assad government.

However... Mao Xiong's younger brothers have always been bad, and his younger brothers in the Middle East are the worst among the worst. Every one of them is a cheating pig teammate! In the past, they cheated the Soviet Union, and now they cheat Russia.

The current situation in Syria is a mess, even more chaotic than the Central Plains War during the Republic of China. After all, the Central Plains War was still a civil strife, and the fighting was still fought by the Chinese themselves. But the Syrian civil war has implicated a lot of countries.

There is no justice in this mess, only interests.

The Latakia base occupies a large area and is a relatively complete military base. Mao Xiong has deployed a large number of combat aircraft and guard troops here. It is an important pillar for the current Assad government to rule Syria. Without the support of Mao Xiong,

Assad is already finished.

At this moment, in a combat tent in the base, a simple combat meeting was underway, but the atmosphere of the meeting was not so harmonious.

A bearded Syrian colonel was roaring. He slapped the table and shouted: "Why don't you attack? Why don't you take action? Why do you let those rebels go? We didn't invite you here for a vacation. Are you cowardly?"

The roar was extremely harsh.

Behind the bearded colonel stood two heavily equipped T-45B powered armors, which were purchased by Russia from China and given to the Syrian government forces. This batch of individual equipment has become a powerful force in the hands of the Assad government.

Military power performs well on the battlefield.

Precisely because the Syrian government forces have performed very well recently and won several battles in succession, their morale immediately exploded, as if they had become extremely powerful in an instant.

Faced with the Syrian colonel’s accusation, a sturdy Russian soldier stood across the tent and said, “Colonel Kassin, I think your assessment of the current war situation is too optimistic.

As far as the current situation is concerned, you are not yet at a point where you can easily defeat the rebels. Our attacks in many cities have stalled, and the Americans have increased their support for the rebels and terrorist organizations."

The words of the Russian soldier made Colonel Cassin shout loudly again. He turned around and patted the strong armor of the T-45B behind him, "Our power armor can easily crush those rebellious moles. They are now forced to do nothing but

Hiding in the ruins of the city and shivering.

The situation is very favorable to us now, and we should turn our advantage into victory. Instead of sitting here exaggerating difficulties and discussing plans. We are fully capable of wiping them out."

"But we really need to repair it." The Russian soldier who spoke was a liaison officer, and communication was his job. But he really didn't want to talk to these bearded men. If these losers had some fighting ability, they wouldn't be beaten.

The rebels have made it difficult for the people to live and their lives are in ruins.

The war scum in the Middle East always feel good about themselves, but their tactical quality is almost zero. This is not against anyone, but because there is no one who can fight. This place has not produced any powerful troops since it entered modern times, and has been beaten by one.

A group of Jews claimed the throne and rubbed their heads in the desert.

At present, the rebels are being beaten and are retreating, entering a state of contraction. However, the Syrian government forces have begun to act ungratefully and aggressively, thinking of playing a big game.

In the eyes of Colonel Kassin, the Russians in front of him are a group of cowards. They will only hide in the base and keep tinkering, making a bunch of combat plans but not executing them.

"If you are a warrior of Allah, you won't think too much about victory." Colonel Cassin asked impatiently: "I don't want to waste any more time with you. Who is commanding your ground special forces now? I want to talk to you.

Sir, let's talk. I want to ask him carefully..."

"What do you want to ask me?"

A cold voice came from outside the tent, and the Russian liaison officer who had been sitting immediately stood up and saluted, "Hello, Major Valena. I am discussing the battle plan with Colonel Kassin."

Walking in from outside was a female soldier, her tall and strong figure even blocking the sun. She was Major Valena who had fought side by side with Zhou Qingfeng before, because of her performance in the operation to destroy the 'Pandora' laboratory.

Outstanding, she was even awarded the title of Hero of Russia.

The fierce-looking Valena calmed the crowd as soon as she appeared. She waved to signal the liaison officer to take a break, then walked up to Colonel Cassin and asked again: "What do you want to ask me?"

"I..., I want to know why you don't attack the rebels and terrorists who are destroying the peace in Syria?" The bearded Syrian colonel was very uncomfortable with a strong woman like Valena. In their teachings, women can only

He is a vassal of men, not a warrior.

Valena had a cold face and said word by word: "Then I am now officially telling you that we need to repair. After completing the repairs, we will perform our duties."

"But you've been repairing it for a week."

"Then we still need another week of repairs."

Uh... Colonel Cassin really has no place to put his face. He was actually teased by a woman. He wanted to scold, he wanted to curse, he wanted to get angry, he wanted to overturn the table, but it was useless.

.

"Hmph... God will punish these cowardly Russians." Colonel Kassin complained bitterly in his heart. If people don't like him, he really has nothing to do.

The negotiations were fruitless and he could only walk out of the tent angrily. Colonel Kassin saw an IL-76 transport plane landing quickly with the roar of its engine. The Bear pilot's skills were always rough, and the entire plane was almost smashed into the ground.

On the runway.

"Are there any more equipment?" Colonel Cassin did not leave immediately. Being aware of the movements of allies is the most basic quality of a soldier. He grabbed the telescope at hand and looked towards the runway. After the transport plane stopped, the cabin opened, and for a long time a man walked out alone.

.

"A transport plane is only meant to transport one person?" Lieutenant Colonel Cassin asked in surprise. The key is that this person was wearing a set of khaki desert camouflage and an oval-shaped helmet on his head that covered his entire head.

In special operations, it is common to use helmets and bandanas to cover the face. Syria has a lot of desert terrain, so covering the face is very common. But I have never seen anyone wearing such a weird helmet.

"Who is this idiot?" Colonel Cassin looked around after seeing the weirdo carrying a big bag off the plane, as if he was a country bumpkin entering the city.

"Idiot?" Valena also walked out of the tent at some point. She first looked at the weirdo getting off the plane in the distance with an excited expression, and then said to Major Cassin in a mocking tone: "This guy can easily

It only takes one person to kill all your elite troops."


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