Iraq's aircraft carriers have no shadow yet. Even if they have them, they cannot achieve the same maritime hegemony as the United States. Iraq's powerful navy does not have a basic skeleton.

Therefore, for Iraq, there seems to be no way to face the US aircraft carriers.

However, the great powers of the East in later generations gave Kusai a lot of ideas, such as ballistic missiles to attack aircraft carriers!

For weak countries, aircraft carriers are simply invincible. In the sky, fighter jets, Aegis systems, and short-range defense systems form a three-dimensional defense system in the distance, medium and near. There are countless warships outside guarding them, and there are submarines underwater. It is very expensive to strike aircraft carriers.

However, aircraft carriers have no defensive capabilities for something.

Ballistic missiles!

Not just aircraft carriers, ballistic missiles were almost undefensible in this era. Although Patriot missiles were very popular in the Gulf War in later generations, in fact, the effect of this missile is still very poor. It only has a certain interception capability for short-range Scud missiles. It is absolutely unsolvable to deal with medium-range ballistic missiles.

Later American sea-based Aegis system conducted multiple interception experiments, but the effect was still not ideal. The current Aegis can intercept anti-ship cruise missiles, which is good, and it is impossible to deal with ballistic missiles.

Since Americans show off their military power, let the Americans know that Iraq has many tricks that can be used to deal with aircraft carriers!

As long as ballistic missiles can be used to attack aircraft carriers, there is absolutely no possibility of aircraft carriers surviving, but a problem needs to be solved.

Ballistic missiles can only strike fixed targets, because, during the launch stage of the ballistic missile, it has already determined where it will eventually fly to, and it conforms to the basic laws of ballistics.

During the ballistic missile flight, the aircraft carriers on the sea could not have stayed there. They had already sailed dozens of nautical miles. When the ballistic missile flew there, it was already a calm sea surface.

Therefore, when using ballistic missile attack, one thing you must master is the ability to change the orbit in the last section after re-entering the atmosphere. Only when you enter the atmosphere again can you adjust your flight trajectory in time according to the position where the aircraft carrier has changed, and then you can hit the target.

Iraq is also working towards this aspect. Experts from Arab Space Company and experts hired from the Soviet Union are working hard, but there has not been any breakthrough.

However, if Iraq wants to do this, the giant on the US sea is absolutely cannon fodder for Iraq.

Ask Americans a problem and see how Americans solve this trick!

Kusai arranged to meet the challenges of the Americans, but he knew that the most critical issue was Prince Sultan!

As long as Prince Sultan is still there, he comes out and shouts, that is enough.

But where is Prince Sultan?

The Rattlesnake Special Forces, which had been dispatched for ten hours, had contacted Osama in Riyadh and learned that King Fahd was unfortunately killed, but the squad that entered the First Armored Division, so far, no news has been heard.

Abed was in the grass and had been ambushing for several hours, and he had been there since dawn.

Virat, with a small team, had already changed into the costumes of the Saudi First Armored Division and the equipment of the First Armored Division. They were searching in the garrison of the First Armored Division.

The helicopter had been discovered by them. From a distance, I saw a bloodstain in the cockpit in front of the helicopter. The driver must have been in trouble. Where is Prince Sultan? Has he also died?

There are many barracks everywhere, and they can't walk around, search, what should I do?

"Watch the snake and hit seven inches, we should enter the division headquarters. Now the people in the division headquarters must be traitors. We only need to capture them and we will know the whereabouts of the prince." A team member suggested to Virat.

Entering the division headquarters? This is a good idea! This will definitely get enough information, but it is also very dangerous, because now the First Armored Division has rebelled. Is it just a few senior leaders rebelling, or is it most of them rebelling? After all, they are only small troops. If they appear in the division headquarters, the worst possibility is to die with the people in the division headquarters.

They lined up and walked on the barracks road, and Virat was thinking of countermeasures and walked towards him a separate Saudi soldier.

Habitually, Virat saluted, and the other party replied casually, then bowed his head and walked forward.

The other party walked past, and Virat still walked forward, and suddenly had the idea of ​​a spark of lightning. The person just now had a problem!

The man lowered his head and replied casually, with such a non-standard respect, but so arrogant. Such a person is definitely not an ordinary soldier!

Maybe that's the key to the rebellion!

It is hard to say that I can enter the division headquarters, but it is no problem to catch the lonely person. Virat made a few gestures, and the rest walked in several directions.

Prince Sultan is over 60 years old, but perhaps because he has always been a Minister of Defense and prefers sports. Prince Sultan's current physical fitness is still relatively good. He discovered the "cell" where he was imprisoned. Although the outside is tight, the roof is not guarded.

There was nothing to defend, there was nothing in the house, and it was impossible for him to escape from the skylight on the roof.

However, this did not hurt him. Prince Sultan put down the turban, tied up the robe and the turban together, and then threw it up and made a hanging rope. He was already in his sixties, but he was able to climb up along the rope.

After all his last efforts, he climbed onto the roof, rested for a while, and finally began the road to escape.

Following the barracks connected together, he climbed up the roofs and got down. After that, he stole the uniform of an ordinary soldier who was drying outside and prepared to escape.

It was dawn before I walked far away.

Stop and stop to avoid being discovered by the patrol soldiers. Prince Sultan walked very slowly and he was hungry.

So, he met a team of patrol soldiers unexpectedly, and he could only lower his body and walk over with a tough bullet. For so long, the guards did not realize that he had run out. It was a miracle. If he was discovered, he would definitely not be able to get out.

Prince Sultan thought about it and accelerated his pace. Now, the situation in Riyadh is still unknown. However, the rebellion of the First Armored Division will definitely worsen the situation. He urgently needed to escape here and then inform the Iraqi army to enter Saudi Arabia to suppress the rebellion.

Without really finding out the rebellion of the First Armored Division, Prince Sultan was in a trance, as if his troops were unreliable.

Since there was no contact with the outside world, Prince Sultan didn't know that there had been earth-shaking changes outside, and the Americans were about to take action.

Suddenly, Prince Sultan raised his head. When did the two soldiers in front appear there? Why didn't he find it?

He lowered his head and walked past the two of them, but just as he was about to walk past, he felt his mouth beneath a pair of powerful hands, and then his body was incredibly off the ground.

He was taken away, who are these people?

"The man is being captured." Prince Sultan heard a voice, and then his head was pulled up.

"You'd better be honest, if you don't want to be tortured." A voice whispered coldly, but then the other party's voice turned into a surprise: "Your Highness the Prince!"

Virat did not expect that they would meet Prince Sultan in this way.

The mouth was loosened, and Prince Sultan looked up and saw a face that seemed to be very impressed by him, but could not remember it.

"Who are you?"

"We are Virat of the Rattlesnake Special Forces. When I was in Iraq, I was responsible for defending your An in the Arab Space Company." Virat said.

Speaking of this, Prince Sultan realized that the person in front of him was really Iraqi!

"We are here to save you under the orders of President Kusai." Virat said: "Please follow us."

Prince Sultan finally relaxed. These people were the most elite men under Kusai. For several years, the Rattlesnake Special Forces have become famous throughout the Arab region. With them protecting themselves, they are finally safe.

At this moment, they saw that the bustling sound suddenly became lively behind, and countless roars came, and cars and armored vehicles followed.

"They found that I ran away, and they must have chased me." Prince Sultan said.

"Run quickly, there are infantry fighting vehicles in the barracks ahead. Let's grab a car and run away." Verat said.

………

"Crack." The door was pushed open.

"Why don't you shout a report when you enter the door? You don't knock on the door?" Kusai's tone was a little stern, and he raised his head from the data displayed on the LCD LCD screen in front.

Then, he saw the familiar voice.

Sarah paused, and she was holding a plate of snacks in her hand.

Come in by yourself, do you knock on the door? Sarah's mouth was already pouting, and at this moment, she heard a gentle voice: "Sarah, you don't have to do these things yourself, what should you do if you are tired of you?"

"Abdullah, you have been working for more than ten hours and have not eaten yet, so eat something first." Sarah said, how could he tired of these things he did?

As Abdullah's wife, she must take good care of everything about Abdullah. What's more, today is the first day of her wedding, and the groom flirts with her. She is already understanding enough, right?

"Let's go here." Kusai said.

Hearing Kusai's voice, Sarah put the snacks on the table, then stood on his back and rubbed Kusai's temples.

My eyes unconsciously swept across the table and saw a few words on a document, King Fahd died in his post. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Piaotian. A registered member of the literature recommends this work. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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