"How many Red Bird 2 do we have in total?" Zhang Feng asked.

"A total of ten engines were imported from China, one was used during the test drive, and another one was used during the experiment missile. Therefore, there are eight Red Bird 2 that can be used now. Moreover, our white spoon Red Bird 2 can only be mounted on the Phantom F1 and interfaced with the F20 weapon. There is no time to do matching research yet," said Joseph.

Now we can invest practical Red Bird 2 missiles, with a total of eight and four Phantom F1s, each of which is just two. As the first wave of attack, we have to do our best!

Zhang Feng already had a plan in his mind.

"The Phantom F1 fighter aircraft, carrying Red Bird 2, attacking one target every two aircraft, entering from low altitude, and trying to launch Red Bird 2 outside the opponent's air defense fire circle. The technical troops must provide good support and strive to get all these missiles hit." Zhang Feng said.

"The other ten F20s, leaving a two-seat type for mission backup. The remaining nine, every three, attack one target, each can carry six laser-guided bombs. It is necessary to ensure that all of those targets are destroyed." Zhang Feng continued: "This is the first wave of attacks. We must use the most fierce attacks and the most precise bombing to prove our strength! At the same time, prepare the rear to prevent the counterattack of Iranian aircraft."

"We can also request the Northern Military Region to request two MiG reconnaissance aircraft to evaluate the bombing results. If the bombing target is not completed, then the second wave of attacks will be launched." Yizart added.

Zhang Feng nodded. It is indeed necessary to evaluate the bombing effect.

"Our electronic scrambler takes off with the F20 fleet and provides electronic cover for the F20 flight." Zhang Feng continued.

He wanted to provide electronic cover for Phantom F, but the Red Bird 2 missile uses many civil components and has poor anti-stop capability. The F20 uses laser-guided bombs to immunize electromagnetic disturbances, so Zhang Feng made the modified MiG2.

The scrambler is accompanied by the f20 formation to provide cover.

In order to provide the most powerful strike, they all have ground attacks, and these are the best-performing fighters in the Southern Military Region at present. However, because Iran has not many fighter jets that can take off and face, this time it is a surprise attack. In addition to bombs, they can also carry close combat bombs. In addition to their excellent performance, there should be no big problem.

If Phantom 4000 arrives, it will be the most perfect! Zhang Feng was already thinking that this heavy air combat aircraft he had been waiting for for a long time will be in place.

"The General Staff will complete the attack plan and we are ready to launch an air strike at any time!" Zhang Feng said.

"Yes!" Everyone answered together.

The crowd dispersed, but Izart did not leave.

Zhang Feng asked strangely, "Uncle, is there anything else?"

When he was young, Zhang Feng still liked to call him uncle. He was called the commander only in formal occasions, because Zhang Feng's position is now above Izart, or it can be said that he occupies Izart's position.

However, Izart has always been loyal to Zhang Feng, because the future defeat of Iraq must be the young one!

Moreover, he has always admired this nephew's ability very much. Izart is already very satisfied with being able to help him and accomplish great things.

"Kusai, there is still a big problem that we have not taken into account in this attack," said Izart.

Another question? Zhang Feng knew that he was very busy recently and had not considered it carefully, so there may be many imperfections in this attack operation, but he felt that he should have considered all the so-called big problems, right?

"Uncle, please speak." Zhang Feng said.

"Our bombing is a possible place for Iran's chemical weapons to be stored. Although it is possible, there must be great opportunities. If there are really chemical weapons, if we bombard them and let these chemical weapons be released, then the innocent Iran around us will enter..."

Izart did not continue to say anything, but Zhang Feng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he was blinded by his eyes. He was just thinking about how to bomb without considering the consequences.

So far, Iraq has a good international image. In order to help Iran join the people, the authoritarian Khomeini government has shed blood and sacrificed its lives together with the Islamic brothers to create a beautiful bright future for Iran.

However, if the poison gas leaks out, for example, if there are chemical weapons in the two pesticide factories near Tehran, it will spread out, and hundreds of thousands of Tehran will probably be in danger.

At that time, the image of Iraq will collapse.

Although chemical weapons are made by Iran and are used by Iran themselves, this is called self-inflicting, but ordinary civilians are innocent and wars cannot be carried out against civilians, which will have a great negative impact internationally.

what to do?

Zhang Feng frowned.

If you don't fight? It's absolutely not possible! Now that the arrow is on the string, Iran has to fire. It is a great threat to Iraq. He can't imagine that in the heat, soldiers fighting in gas masks can have several hours of combat effectiveness.

This is an excellent opportunity to completely destroy Iran's chemical weapons and make them lose the ability to re-made chemical weapons. This is a very important military operation. If it is afraid of harming civilians, fearing the response, and fearing that they will be afraid of Zhang Feng, then it will be no longer the current Zhang Feng.

In battle, being kind to your opponent is suicide.

So, is there any good way to resolve this situation?

Zhang Feng's brain was thinking quickly.

The chemical weapon introduced by Iran is actually sarin poison gas. Although this poison gas is powerful, it has a big disadvantage: that is, it will be decomposed above 150 degrees!

In other words, if this poisonous gas leaks while bombing the other party, just heat it up, then it can be decomposed!

The ideas in Zhang Feng's mind became clearer and clearer: in the first wave of attacks, the warhead of the last missile or bomb does not need to be placed in the high-explosive warhead, but napalm bomb!

After this kind of thing explodes, it will heat the surrounding air to hundreds of degrees, and even if there is such poisonous gas, it will be decomposed immediately.

When conducting an air strike, you must not only think about bombing the other party’s target, but also think about how to wipe the other party’s butt. You are definitely kind enough.

"Uncle, I have already made a countermeasure. In the first wave of attacks, the last bomb and missile, using napalm bombs, clean up the possible poison gas." Zhang Feng said. Izart has never heard of it. Can it be so many?

"We need to ask the chemical weapons experts to see if this is feasible. Please contact the United Nations weapons experts who went to Port Khomeini last time to destroy chemical weapons and ask them whether this is feasible." Zhang Feng said.

"Okay, I'll contact you right away." Izart knew that this matter was of great importance and went to do it immediately.

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"Stop!" A roadblock was set up at the intersection in front, and several soldiers with live ammunition were looking vigilantly at the cars driving in front.

How could a roadblock be set up on an ordinary highway? Hades was a little depressed. If he hadn't been afraid of exposing himself, he wanted to step on the accelerator and rushed over directly. However, looking at the heavy machine gun inside the cover around the roadblock, Hades still stopped the car honestly, but his face was not very good.

When he was almost here, he had already put away his night vision device. This thing was a new thing for Iranians, and it would be exposed if it was accidentally exposed.

"Which part of you is from, where you come from, and where you think of it? Why are you just one car?" An Iranian soldier stepped forward and asked with a gun slanted.

Which part? Hades really regretted throwing the prisoner off the cliff so impulsively, and could have taken out some confession.

Hades didn't answer.

"I'm asking you! Did you hear it?" said the Iranian soldier carelessly, pointing his fingers at Hades' head.

Hades opened the car door and jumped down. The special forces team members next to him were nervous, fearing that the deputy captain would strangle the entrance and throw it into the cliff again in a while. This was not just now. If this were the case, no one would be able to leave.

Several other Iranian soldiers also began to walk backwards, preparing to check out the things inside the canvas shed of the car car.

"Ba, bha!" At this moment, two crisp sounds came.

Hades had already slapped the other party twice: "I'm a thousand or something, look here, look here." Hades said, pointing to the Islamic Revolutionary Guards logo on his uniform and shouting at the Iranian soldier.

The poor Iranian soldiers were confused by these two slaps and did not react for a while. The Iranian soldiers behind him rushed over immediately after hearing the sound.

At this time, Yaose was approaching dawn, and they saw clearly that the other party was the entry of the Islamic Revolutionary Guard!

"We are ordered by the Supreme Leader Khomeini to go to Kerman to perform a secret mission. Do you want to know what mission it is?" Hades' tone was filled with incomparable majesty.

In an instant, these Iranian soldiers were all suppressed. For ordinary soldiers, Khomeini was a god-like existence. The group of people in front of him were the little gods serving around the gods. Who dared to disobey each other?

You must know that this group of people came, and they didn't dare to stop him.

"Sorry, it delayed your trip." Another Iranian soldier immediately changed his tone and said. "Hurry up and remove the roadblock and let the car go!"

Hades jumped into the car and disappeared into their sight with ease.

"Bah!" It was not until this time that the beaten soldier reacted, spitted phlegm on the ground, and said, "Isn't it from the Islamic Revolutionary Guard? What's so awesome!"

In the Iranian armed forces, the Revolutionary Guards have always been arrogant. The lower-level soldiers of ordinary army have become accustomed to it. Otherwise, the other party would make up a reason at any time and clean them up.
Chapter completed!