"咻咻咻......"
"Hmm? What's the sound?"
Faisal, who has experienced the most chaotic moments of the Middle East Alliance, has a pair of ears that are more sensitive than others. If it weren't for this damn warlord melee, maybe he would have become a slightly famous music connoisseur in Baidra.
Although the connoisseur's dream was shattered, the ears helped him and his family avoid certain death several times.
Take the most recent incident as an example. If Faisal had not heard in his sleep that the thugs from the Al-Nahda Front were robbing his neighbors, he and his wife would have been shot dead, and their eight-year-old son would have been arrested. He went to the headquarters of the Al-Nahda Front for brainwashing and became a member of the thugs when he grew up.
So Feisal was sure that something that was definitely not a bird passed over his head.
"Maybe it's a drone?"
Feeling uneasy, he immediately woke up his wife and children who were still sleeping next to him, picked up the rusty AK beside him, carefully poked his head out of the simple tent, made sure there was nothing abnormal, and walked out of the tent with the gun on his back.
Around the tent of the Faisal family, there are endless tents of different sizes, and the concrete pillars of the abandoned reservoir are densely covered in the sky above the refugee camp.
This is why the refugees chose this place as a temporary settlement - there is still clean water around, and the concrete structure above them significantly reduces the chance of being blown to pieces by shells and bombs falling from the sky.
Seeing several men walking out of the tents with guns on their backs, Faisal knew that he was not the only one in the refugee camp composed of hundreds of tents who heard the sound of the aircraft.
Without much exchange of words, just a look, these men carrying guns spontaneously formed several teams and spread out to ensure that their family members would not be killed in their sleep.
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"Call BC113 to report the drone reconnaissance situation."
Two special-purpose destroyers were hovering at an altitude of several thousand meters. The invisible paint on the fuselage surface ensured that their traces would not be detected by the rudimentary radar system of the Renaissance Front.
Each destroyer carries a special operations company composed of 120 fourth-and-a-half-generation and fifth-generation exoskeleton warriors. Although the eye-catching figure of the suspended heavy-duty Z-1 robot does not appear on the outside of the destroyer, the soldiers The firepower it carries is still considerable.
In addition to the basic laser rifles and electromagnetic rifles, thanks to the powerful load capacity brought by the exoskeleton, each soldier can carry a light machine gun and a quadruple rocket launcher as supplementary firepower.
Of course, since this was a reconnaissance mission, many people did not carry such exaggerated firepower.
There is also a Black Antelope attack aircraft below the destroyer, and it was its pilot that the commander of the special operations company asked just now.
"BC113 has received that twelve groups of spy drones have been flown, eight groups totaling sixteen, and are currently scanning the Baidra Reservoir area."
"Three camps were found around the reservoir and in the upper area. There were a small number of armed personnel patrolling. There is a small chance that they are al-Nahda military camps."
After hearing the report, the commander of the special operations company did not rush to a conclusion. Instead, he ordered another destroyer aircraft to descend and send the special operations team members to a hidden place outside the reservoir for ground reconnaissance.
"I heard from the commander that the superiors are planning to develop some kind of orbital airborne landing. I don't know if that's true."
Glancing at the icon of the destroyer aircraft that was rapidly approaching its destination on the tactical tablet, the commander was slightly distracted and remembered the topic he had discussed with the brigade commander a while ago.
Shaking his head slightly to throw away the unnecessary thoughts, the commander already had his own guess about the nature of the three camps.
This could not be an Al-Nath al-Residency military camp.
The situation is now very clear. Amadana's synthetic armor brigade has put its knife to the neck of the so-called General Nasser. Before it was certain whether the Stars Group was going to get involved, it was unlikely that the top brass of the Renaissance Front would do something that would obviously provoke a sensitive relationship between them and the Stars Group.
Because sending troops to the reservoir less than 200 kilometers away from Dehloran at this time is a slap in the face of the Stars Group.
Is this better than two people planning to fight, the stronger one has put a knife on the other person's neck, and the other person wants to raise his middle finger to provoke the onlookers?
The warlords who can establish themselves in the Middle East Alliance are definitely not that stupid.
Just as he was speculating on the owner of the camp, the destroyer that landed in the dark slowly opened its hatch, and three strange-looking armored motorcycles sped out. Their electric-driven engines and heavy and wide solid tires kept them moving. It makes almost no noise and is a single-person vehicle suitable for close-range reconnaissance.
The driver of the reconnaissance motorcycle is protected by an armor plate that can be opened in a gull-wing style. Unless it is directly fired by a tank's main gun or bombarded by an anti-tank missile, ordinary heavy machine guns and rocket launchers cannot penetrate its defense.
In particular, two world-leading red laser active defense systems are installed on the motorcycle, which completely eliminates the threat from weapons such as artillery shells and missiles.
The large and comfortable driver's seat allows soldiers wearing fifth-generation exoskeletons to carry some smaller weapons, and the storage area under the driver's seat stores powerful weapons such as rocket launchers in case of emergency.
As Yang Tianyi and Haaland envisioned, this was an arms show rather than a full-scale war.
The delegation from Europe was watching the actions of the soldiers in real time through video screens. The powerful performance of the reconnaissance motorcycle made Ames Singer, who was slumped on the comfortable sofa in the war situation room, straighten up and carefully observe every move of the motorcycle. A detail.
A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the door.
Ames, who has been in various war zones around the world for a long time, has seen the great value of reconnaissance motorcycles and the hidden information behind them - it is not that the Star Group has no ability to manufacture advanced armored vehicles, but they have not brought it to the table due to their usual low-key style. That’s all.
Think about it, it is possible that the Pan-Asian Alliance's main battle tanks can be modified to an extent that even the Pan-Asian designers who designed the tanks dare not recognize them. How could the Stars Group with such technical strength not be able to design their own tanks?
The threat from Star Group is greater than the board of directors imagined.
But Amadana is not a vegetarian either!
His eyes stayed on the screen for a moment, and Eames leaned back on the soft backrest of the sofa. He used to be a straightforward soldier, but decades of experience in the business world and long-term intrigues with various opponents in various fields taught him to look at problems from different perspectives.
As a competitor of Armadyne, Stars Group could have refused to share their actual combat footage and data on the grounds that commercial secrets were inconvenient to display. After all, it is the same to record these things and send them directly to the European Union. It is basically impossible for an arms giant like the Star Group to falsify the actual combat data of weapons.
Arms and weapons, no more than other commodities, are the foundation of a country’s survival. Even if the data is successfully falsified, customers who purchase arms will find something wrong during testing and actual combat, thus affecting the credibility of the supplier.
Although it is very reluctant to admit it, the commercial commitments made by Qunxing Group to the outside world so far are 100% fulfilled, which is much higher than Armadine's 809%.
It can be said that if the Qunxing Group had appeared fifty years earlier, there would have been nothing to do with their Amadana! Perhaps Armadana will become an excellent home robot manufacturer and medical industry giant, but they will definitely not have a place in the most profitable arms industry.
The arms and weapons that can be displayed to the outside world are definitely not the latest and most powerful. Ames is very aware of this iron law that is circulated among top arms suppliers. Therefore, it is not difficult to see that this is a demonstration by the Star Group, and it is against Armada Nai. They expressed their dissatisfaction with the interference between them and the European Union.
"Stars, stars, how many secrets do you have..."
Ames lay on the sofa and slowly closed his eyes, no longer caring about the actions of the special operations company.
Because no matter what those camps are, they can't stop the Stars Group.
But he ignored one thing - why the female physicist Dominique Monote who came with him did not watch the actual combat scenes generously shared by the Star Group in the situation room.
Maybe this is not ignoring, but already having the answer in my heart.
