Fu Ming and Cat stayed in the hall until five o'clock in the morning. For two hours, the two of them just sat like this, drinking coffee, without saying a word. Cat was nervous, and Fu Ming was very uneasy. On the fourth

At half past one, Weinblad, Mo Bing, Coco Heike Indias and Zeng Xiaoting all got up and made final preparations. Various connecting cables were everywhere in the hall, and satellites were set up on the roof.

Signal transmitting device.

Fu Ming looked at the LCD screen of the TV and then looked at the screens of several laptops. "The signal is normal and the image is very clear. Change the perspective of the drone." He picked up the headset and put it on his ears. Wayne also

After putting on the headset, he whispered into the microphone.

"Confirm to switch the drone perspective to infrared mode." Wayne chuckled, "The perfect time for air strikes is in the middle of the night."

Fu Ming also nodded, "The preparation time is five minutes. Important targets will be marked through drones. The missiles are expensive. Please pay attention to the recycling station crew and cleaning crew. This is a landfill. Don't cause problems."

"Recycle Bin understands."

“Landfills get it.”

Fu Ming nodded with satisfaction, changed the satellite channel, and spoke to Blakely Peddar through the satellite phone channel. It was also midnight in Lebanon, and Blakely got up from bed after a short sleep. He was now located in eastern Lebanon.

In the border province, eight Xiaolong FC-1 fighter jets are parked here. The airport is brightly lit, all preparations for takeoff are complete, and all that is left is Fu Ming's order.

"Mr. K, I didn't expect you to be so concerned about the situation in the Middle East."

"Mr. Paidar, I am extremely grateful for your strong support for this move!" Fu Ming said with a smile. It is not easy for Blakely to get over the great sadness of losing his daughter. The situation in country L is close to stability.

, most of the area is occupied by the current Communist Party. And the Victor Abe force of the truth faction can only huddle in the southern provinces and survive, and it will not take long to be completely wiped out.

"Of course I have to support it! The situation in Syria is related to my safety here. After all, it is a neighboring country. There is a country controlled by NATO next to me, which makes me very uneasy." Blakely looked at the plane at the airport. "It's ready.

These pilots of yours seem excited."

"I know, thank you." Fu Ming smiled and switched channels. These pilots in Fu's Trading and Transportation Company, or untr, were all personally selected by Fu Zhongtian back then. Their tactical indicators were very high, except for the J-31's.

Except for the occasional mission of the six pilots, the others hardly get any actual combat opportunities. They fly training aircraft in Xinjiang and Country R all day long to maintain their driving skills. When encountering such a large-scale air attack, no matter who the target is, they will

Extremely happy.

"This is a landfill. All crew members, please pay attention. The final inspection will begin and take off in one minute." Fu Ming looked at his watch and calibrated the time.

"World No. 1 is ready and waiting for orders."

"World No. 2 can't wait."

"The inspection of the Xiaolong crew has been completed. The missile system is in good condition, the power system is normal, and it is ready to take off at any time."

Fu Ming closed his eyes, then opened them instantly, "Attention all crew members, take off!"

After the ground crews on the decks of World No. 1 and World No. 2 completed the inspection, two takeoff controllers squatted not far from the side of the aircraft. They lowered their right hands and waved upwards. The electromagnetic ejection track suddenly opened, and a J-31 fighter jet

One after another took off, at the same time, at an airport in the eastern province of Lebanon, eight Xiaolong fighter jets were divided into two batches and took off.

Fourteen fighter jets sprayed tail flames in the air, roared towards the marked target, and slid into a golden arc in the dark night sky.

"The first target is the Syrian government army headquarters. The second target is the Syrian government building. Kill their prime minister!" Fu Ming issued the order, immediately changed the satellite channel and dialed Murbazak's satellite phone.

Moore, who was staying in Hama, was so excited that he couldn't sleep. If tonight's air strike was successful, he would be able to gain the leadership position in Syria with almost no effort, and he would not have to pay any price at all. He saw Fu Ming

I picked up the phone immediately. "Mr. K, please wait for good news."

Fu Ming smiled and said, "I hope to see the flag of the Liberal Party flying in Damascus tomorrow morning."

"Thank you very much for your support." Moore looked at the form in his hand and counted the number of armed personnel and various arms and equipment in his hand over and over again.

The Xiaolong crew first arrived in the sky over Damascus. Plane No. 1 confirmed the target, and the pilot immediately shouted into the microphone. "Landfill, the Xiaolong crew confirmed the target and requested attack instructions."

"Missile attack, clear ground targets, be careful of small ground anti-aircraft equipment." Fu Ming switched the channel back.

There were already sentries on the ground of the government building who saw the fighter jets. They stared at the sky dumbfounded and were stunned for a few seconds before sounding the air defense alarm. The entire city was on high alert, but there were very few air defense equipment, except for a few vehicles with air defense capabilities.

There are armored vehicles and several anti-aircraft guns, and the most common ones are the Stinger missiles in the hands of soldiers. This kind of missile is really no threat to the Xiaolong fighter jets flying at Mach 1.8 in the sky. They can only watch flying at the front.

Four fighter jets, high security and anti-aircraft armored vehicles fired shells into the sky continuously, forming a red barrage.

The missiles from the fighter jets were launched, and it took only a few seconds to reach the ground. The violent explosions caused by the four missiles shook the earth. The soldiers on the ground were unable to stand still. They turned around to look at the government building, which collapsed in flames.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, turning the night into day.

"Mr. Prime Minister..." A soldier stared blankly at the government building. He knew that the Prime Minister would definitely not survive. From now on, the country would be leaderless and fall into real chaos. However, their nightmare was not over yet. The missile seemed to

It poured out as if it was free of money, and almost flattened the area around the government building.

"This is Xiaolong 1, requesting drones for combat assessment."

Fu Ming stared at the TV screen in the hall. The entire urban area of ​​Damascus was almost in ruins. Although civilians would be injured in this air strike, it is impossible for civilians not to die in a war. The death of so many people can make a difference.

It is worthwhile for Syria's future to become stable. This is war, the flower of freedom, which needs to be watered with blood!

Fu Ming pressed the microphone on the headset and whispered. "The effect is good. The Damascus area is confirmed to be safe. We will arrive at the next target location immediately, which is the government military station five kilometers north of Damascus. Eliminate them!"

"The Xiaolong crew understands."

"This is the cleaners and recycling station. They have arrived in the Hezbollah sphere of influence in the southern region and requested an attack on the station." The J-31 driver looked at the scene on the ground. There did not seem to be any signs of anti-aircraft weapons. It was obvious that Hezbollah

The party did not receive an air raid warning here.

"The attack is allowed. All target locations have been marked. It's best not to leave anyone alive." Fu Ming said coldly.

"Understood, missile attack, cannon preparation." The driver raised his thumb to the fire control system operator behind him, "Laser guidance is completed, ground-attack missiles are launched, using cluster bombs."

The fire control system operator smiled, looked at the display screen, and pressed the launch button.

Each of the six fighter jets launched a missile, and the six missiles roared toward different targets on the ground with tail flames. A soldier at the Hezbollah station was still sleeping when he was suddenly awakened by the explosions around him, but

He just woke up, only to find that there were flames outside the house. After waiting for a few seconds, the house he was in was also attacked. The huge shock knocked him to the ground. The next second he felt abnormal pain all over his body, and blood continued to flow from it.

It seeped out from his clothes, and he fell to the ground and gradually lost consciousness...

"Multi-submunition bombs..."

The missiles launched by the J-31 fighter jets will release countless small shrapnel and bullets after explosion, radially directly killing infantry, and their power is no less than machine gun fire.

"There is no need for combat assessment. There should be no survivors." A pilot in the J-31 fighter crew looked at the scene below and couldn't help but sigh, "It's so damn miserable!"

"Don't be careless. Continue the cannon fire to make sure they have no remaining strength. According to this method, attack the arsenal and other important strongholds to pave the way for the Liberal Party!" Fu Ming looked at the image on the screen, feeling excited.

So far, everything is going smoothly.

"Missile hit! The left wing was damaged and lost balance. There is no problem with the weapon system and the power system is good. Please return!" A Xiaolong fighter jet was hit by a Stinger missile on the wing while its cannon was strafing close to the ground.

"Allow it. Once damaged, return immediately and do not cause any damage to personnel. Others will continue to destroy important targets." Fu Ming took off his earphones and sighed. This kind of damage is still within the estimated range. He had just relaxed,

But he saw that Cat next to him didn't look very good. Coco and Zeng Xiaoting were also looking sad. Wayne kept staring at the TV and computer, talking into the microphone from time to time, directing the battle, and Mo Bing stood at the window.

, constantly observing the situation outside. How many people could have imagined that this subversive air strike in Syria in the middle of the night was actually an order issued from this villa in the imperial capital of China, and the person who ordered the attack was a man with only

A young arms dealer in his early twenties.

"Sister Cat, what's wrong?" Fu Ming suddenly felt bad, "Could it be Rio de Janeiro..."

Cat nodded, "It has been confirmed that Marie Antoinette boarded a flight to the Imperial Capital. But... Irina Rhodes was kidnapped by people from the Weidong Group. Neither Xu Cheng nor Song Jiahao followed.

The plane came back and stayed in Rio de Janeiro with the action team to find her whereabouts. In addition, during the gunfight, one team member was killed."

Fu Ming was stunned. Mary was very important to Untr. At least before she assassinated Maury Charente, she was the vice president of Micro-Motion Group and the second highest ranking person in IADC. The information she had was highly confidential.

If not, the entire IADC could be disintegrated. But for Irina, Fu Ming had an unspeakable feeling. Whether it was a lover or a friend, it would be very difficult to exchange Irina's life for Mary.

Ming will never do it.

"Can you contact Xu Cheng and the others?"

"It's very difficult..." Cat frowned. Irina was in a very dangerous situation now. She betrayed Mori Sharonte and IADC. Mori would not let her go.
Chapter completed!