Although as a politician, Gurion instinctively heard the sound of water from the affectionate confession of Chief Yang, these words still moved him very much. After all, no matter what the reason, Yang Feng had to take certain risks in doing so. ←,

Of course, he didn't need to worry about this issue. Whether the head of state was true or false, or if he was kicked by a donkey in his mind, Canaan's arms were settled. Then he signed with Yang Feng a two-seat wind-chasing fighter squadron, two single-seat wind-chasing fighter squadrons, three self-propelled rocket launcher battalions, two 240 mm self-propelled mortar battalions, and one hundred and fifty second-hand centurion tanks, of course, they were replaced with 105 mm tank guns, plus a memorandum of purchases of infantry weapons.

As for the real purchase contract, this has to be negotiated slowly.

Originally, Yang Feng wanted to sell them Leopard tanks, but the price was too expensive and the Canaanites could not afford them. They actually didn't have much money at this time. They mainly rely on donations from compatriots from all over the world to live a life. It would be a little bit easier. The second-hand centurion was cheap, and the 105 gun version was fierce. As for the problem of poor mobility...

With their territory, there is basically no need to consider the mobility issues. The mobility of the Leopard tank is a waste, and it is easy to jump to other countries if you accidentally step on the accelerator.

In fact, at this time, the Canaanite armored troops were still Xie Mandou, and they were also second-hand goods that others didn't want, and they all had all kinds of messy models. Later, they loaded these junks into Gallic 75 guns, replaced them with diesel engines and turned them into super Xie Mandou. Then they won the Suez Canal War by relying on these junks saved.

"First of the People of Saracens may have some reaction."

After leaving Jerusalem, the accompanying servant Hu Hao said with some concern.

"Sarasans? Humph, there is nothing to worry about with a nation like sand. It's not their turn to talk to the oil now."

Yang Feng said with a sneer.

He was not worried about the Saracens. At this time, the Saracens' oil was not their final say.

The name of the inner sign is Amerika, the name of Kuwait is the Sun and the Gulf of America. The name of Qatar is the Sun...

In short, it is all controlled by European and American oil giants. The Ming Dynasty is the main exporter of these oil companies. The unhappiness of the Saracens people is nothing to them. They will not sell it to the Ming Dynasty. Who will I give to if I have money? If I don’t make money, I am a fool? What’s more, the growth of the crude oil market is basically driven by the Ming Dynasty’s petrochemical industry. Even if the Ming Dynasty’s economy slows down slightly, it can cause a sharp drop in crude oil prices. Even if the monarchs of Saracens countries have the courage to impose sanctions, those oil giants are not in the mood to accompany them crazy!

Goryeo. Rainy night.

"This damn weather!"

Chen Yuanhai, a sergeant of the Tank Battalion of the Fourth Mechanized Infantry Brigade of the Ming Army, sat in a slightly bumpy leopard tank, lying depressedly on the periscope, looking at the green vision inside the glitter night vision device, just like driving his Porsche sports car at home, turning the steering wheel in his hand from time to time.

This is his job, he is the driver of this tank.

The most boring and dangerous job is because his position is at the front, less than a meter ahead of him, the main armor of the tilted 110 mm thick body.

"The fourth brother, bring me a can of Red Bull!"

He casually stretched his hand back, and the loading hand that was taking a Rubik's Cube to pass the time, picked up a can of Red Bull from the side, but did not give it to him immediately, but opened it and gave himself a mouthful. But at this moment, Chen Yuanhai suddenly screamed, then stepped on the brakes, and the loading hand that had just sent the can to his mouth was spilled all over.

"What are you doing?"

Reload shouted in a frustration.

"Boss, on the right, change your imager!"

Chen Yuanhai did not answer him. Instead, he shouted directly to the commander who had his head exposed to observe. The latter hurriedly switched to the passive infrared night vision device, and then grabbed the radio telephone without hesitation and said, "There are ambushers in front, please be careful with each car. There are a large number of ambushers in front!"

In his passive infrared night vision, there are dense red dots, just in the woods less than two hundred meters to the right in front.

At this time, South Goryeo Colonel Kim Yong-zhi was holding the high-tech equipment he had obtained from the Americans not long ago and actively looking at the stopping Ming army tank. This South Goryeo elite who had received special operations training under the Americans inexplicably had an ominous premonition. He really didn't understand why the Ming army tank that was about to enter the minefield stopped.

Of course he wouldn't know that he had actually been exposed. The infrared headlight of his active infrared night vision device was as eye-catching as a searchlight in the field of view of the low light night vision device, and the camouflage that he and his subordinates thought was seamless became meaningless in front of the thermal imager on the tank.

Colonel Jin, who knew nothing about this, made a gesture to the officer next to him very seriously, and the latter immediately passed the same gesture backwards. Five hundred ambushed South Goryeo soldiers soon received the commander's order, and then lay motionless in the wet and cold grass on the rainy night, carefully not even breathing, waiting for the Ming army to enter their ambush circle, and beside them were seized from the Volunteer Army and the Northern Goryeo Army, a large number of rocket launchers and 85mm armor-breaking bombs.

The Americans already know that even the Leopard tanks cannot stop such things, so they carefully designed this ambush. After all, this time they were too cruel to lose face. If they were not retrieved, they would feel that they were incompetent.

As long as the Ming army's tank unit could be destroyed, it would be enough to force them to stop advancing, and then the two sides would enter negotiations.

But unfortunately, in the face of the technological advantages of the Ming army, their wishes were dashed again. Poor Colonel Jin and his warriors who were lying in the cold mud in the cold weather, they had no idea at all that behind the Ming army tank column that stopped advancing, eighteen special tanks were approaching quietly. The special thing about these tanks is that there was a thirty-tube 130 mm rocket launcher on the roof. Due to the performance of the night vision instrument, Colonel Jin did not find that 540 muzzles were quietly aiming at their hiding place less than a kilometer away, with almost straight aim.

"Isn't this a bit too ruthless?"

Yan Kai, the battalion commander of the self-propelled rocket launcher battalion of the Fourth Mechanized Infantry Brigade of the Ming Army, asked Han Wenqing, the deputy brigade commander beside him seriously.

"It's pretty harsh to use rocket launchers."

Han Wenqing glared at him and said.

"No, I mean using so much phosphorus ran incendiary isn't it too harsh?"

"Why are there so much nonsense? Open the fire!"

Amid Han Wenqing's speechless shouting, Yan Kai quickly issued an order to open fire.

The calm air was suddenly torn apart by rockets that were frantically ejected. One-three-inch rockets dragging the tail of the flames roared across the night sky. Almost in the blink of an eye, it exploded at the hiding place of the South Goryeo Army. The white phosphorus ignited by the air was shot in all directions like blooming fireworks. Before the South Goryeo Army lying in the grass and imagined the Ming army walking into the trap woke up, the fire rain fell all over them, and then it burned with their bodies.

This is white phosphorus, which will not be destroyed unless it burns to the bones.

Of course, white phosphorus with aluminum heater is even more cruel.

The poor South Goryeo soldiers screamed in horror and pain, jumped up from their hiding place, constantly slapped themselves, and even rolled in the grass, but nothing was helpful. The magic flames like maggots attached to bones continued to ablate their bodies and their flesh and blood.

The rockets are still falling down at extremely fast speed.

In less than half a minute, five hundred and forty rockets poured over the heads of the Southern Goryeo Army, and then the entire night sky was illuminated by the flames of burning aluminum and phosphorus.

Everything was burning, trees, flowers and plants, soldiers of the South Goryeo Army, even stones and water were burning, especially those soldiers of the South Goryeo Army who had become firemen, struggling in the sea of ​​fire, making heart-wrenching screams, and looked particularly strange in the rising flames and water vapor.

This includes Colonel Jin.

At this time, he was watching the burning flames of white phosphorus burning on himself, and even burning his own grease, making the fire even more intense. He was rolling in the grass, but even the grass was ignited. The rain and mud on the ground could not help him at all.

Of course he wouldn't know that if there was oxygen, white phosphorus could even burn underwater.

Colonel Jin, who could not bear this pain, drew out his pistol in despair, and then he found that his pistol was also burning. He looked at the strange flame, with a bitter smile, pressed the muzzle on his temple, and then pulled...

Colonel Kim Yongzhi suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream.

He no longer has the ability to pull the trigger.

An hour later, Daegu.

"General, the forward team has been wiped out."

An officer from Nangaoli said to Ding Yiquan, commander of the 7th Division with a solemn expression.

General Ding is one of the rare high-education in the Goryeo Army, and the United States Benning Fort Infantry School...

Although he had been to school, he actually only stayed there for a few months due to war, compared with the puppet army squadron captains, Japanese army captains, and generals from public security police, he was already considered to be shining brightly, so President Lee Seung-man gave him the sacred mission of saving the Republic.

"How many results have they achieved."

General Ding said expressionlessly that the annihilation of Jin Yongzhi was the inevitable result, and what he cared about was the result of their annihilation.

"zero."

The officer said.

"Nani?"

Ding Yiquan, or once named Nakajima Ikkyu, subconsciously brought out his accent at the Japanese Army Non-commissioned Officer School.

"Col. Jin's ambush was exposed and burned to ashes by the Ming army rocket launcher and burning bullets, along with his five hundred forwards."

The officer said with his head down.

"These bastards!"
Chapter completed!