From arms dealer to king of war

"What? 16 Xiaolongs and an information support unit?"

Joga, who was working alone in a secret warehouse in Oscar Harbor, received a call from his brother who said somewhat inexplicably: "Pakistan has an information support force?"

Qiao Liang on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then said vaguely: "I bought the Xiaolong from Pakistan, but my hometown helped coordinate the pilot...

Nan Batian was lent by you to fly the Su-27. These 16 pilots are the comrades of Wang Wei, the hero from the south..."

Qiao Liang took advantage of Qiao Jia's daze and said, "Don't ask about the Information Support Force. This force has not officially become an army. Those who go there have served in the Strategic Support Force before. Qingshan will take them on board." Transport plane bound for Sweden…

Brother, time is too tight, otherwise we can mobilize more power! "

After hearing this, Qiao Jia rubbed his cheeks vigorously and said, "Is there anything else besides these?"

After Qiao Liang was silent for a while, he said: "The returning Venezuelan squadron will follow, along with a Pakistani special forces, and a batch of specially made 120mm guided mortar shells and drones will follow. Send it over with the team.

Brother, someone asked me to give you a message. If you have any requirements for equipment, you can continue to ask. They will try their best to send it before the exercise starts.

At the same time, they are coordinating the Baltic Fleet on the Russian side, regardless of whether it can be used in the end, just in case.

They say they can't participate in the battle on the island, but they will help you hold off the NATO troops and try their best to win on land!

Wish you victory! ! "

Qiao Jia, who had just rubbed a box of Switchblade 600 drones, rubbed his nose and let out a long sigh...

"If you all want to have a try, let's do it. An exercise of this level is better than a real battle with live ammunition."

Qiao Liang smiled helplessly and said: "Brother, I don't understand why you want to take risks, but I support you...

Do you have enough manpower there?

People from Tower L class and people from the Kandahar City Guards all expressed their willingness to send people to Gotland to participate in the war...

I have a ready-made transport plane here. If we set off now, they will be there tonight. "

Qiao Jia was amused after hearing this. He smiled and said, "Why do you want to go to the most intense place?

How old is Gotland? Where can we use so many people? "

Qiao Liang was stunned for a moment and asked curiously: "Are there many people?"

Qiao Jia sat on an arms box and watched a set of S400s gradually taking shape in the space. He smiled and said: "The Syrian safe zone, the Iraqi special forces, the Myanmar Rohingyas, the Cossacks, and even the Hamas people Everyone is calling me..."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Liang said excitedly: "Let them go, do you still think there are too many people at this time?

I'll arrange a passenger flight for them! "

After hearing this, Qiao Jia shook his head with a smile and said: "There is no place for them on Gotland Island, Xiaoliang, that is the battlefield where only the core strength of P·B is qualified to go...

Even if they wanted to die, they would have to queue up, and it would definitely not be their turn!

You definitely don’t know how many core members there are in P·B now…”

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In Sangha Town, Igor sat on the steps of his mountaintop manor, looking at the P·B soldiers gathered in front of the door with a sad face...

Isabel held Igor's shoulders and stood behind him, twisting her butt happily and said: "Brother, please take me to play, I also want to fight..."

Igor, who was forcibly sent back to Sangha Town, took a peek at Kaman standing next to him, and then said with a grimace: "Mom locked herself in the room and refused to come out. The dragon lizard didn't agree. I don't know now. what to do……"

Isabel couldn't understand what Igor was saying at all. She hugged Igor's neck and said in a jerky voice: "Dad made the devil bird mother angry, let's go get some ice cream for her...

I feel happy when I eat ice cream, and so does the devil bird mother! "

Igor had no time to care about his sister. He held Isabel's hands to prevent her from strangling him, and stared at the anteaters standing in front of him like sculptures, as well as several officers...

The cheerful atmosphere in the past was gone. The solemnity and murderousness displayed by those anteaters made Igor yearn for it, but he couldn't get into it for a while, which made him extremely distressed...

Just when Igor didn't know what to do, Kaman stretched out his big hand and rubbed his head and said: "Don't worry, they will become your army one day in the future, but now...

They are the ‘Jackal’s Troops’! "

Igor looked up at Kaman, who had no expression on his old face, and said, "Why are they so serious?"

Kaman listened, and after being silent for a while, he said: "They want to fight for honor, and now they have nothing else in their minds!

Igor, remember them as they are now, they are the best soldiers because they will fight for honor at all costs!

This is what your Father promised them! "

Igor didn't fully understand. He scratched his messy hair and said depressedly: "Then what are they waiting for now?"

Just when Carman wanted to explain, Antar opened the door and walked out...

She held a tablet in her hand, looked at the soldiers, and said loudly: "The Anteaters are ready, the Lions are ready, the Guards are ready, the Long Arrows are ready, the Warriors are ready..."

The team with registration numbers will gather at the airport and set off in the afternoon.

The Sand Lizard Battalion and the Eagle Brigade will gather at the airport tomorrow. Your mission is to defend the St. Petersburg base..."

Seeing a group of soldiers rushing to accept the order and others lowering their heads in despair, Igor jumped up and said excitedly: "What about me, what about me?"

Antar reached out and rubbed Igor's head, and said: "Your mission is to stay and lead others to protect your family and P·B's territory..."

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The airport at the Sangha Town base...

Archerfish added a little vodka to the coffee, drank it in one gulp, and roared loudly at a slow-moving gas truck: "What are you doing?

This is war time, and your comrades are waiting at the front for these fighter jets to come and save lives..."

Seeing the refueling truck speeding up under Xiao Hei's urging, Archer Fish rubbed his nose and looked at the person in charge of the Fighter 4S shop, Little Glasses Andre, and said: "Let all ground crews be prepared, we The transfer of fighters and personnel must be completed within 48 hours.

Saab's airport has basic maintenance equipment, but we need to get used to that in three days. "

Andre, with small glasses, nodded heavily and said: "The personnel are ready, but do we really not need to arrange a helicopter?

The depth of Gotland is very small, and if you have a helicopter, the boss's mobility and control range will become very large. "

Archerfish heard this and said with a smile: "In a war of this intensity, the helicopters are just delivering food.

It depends on the boss himself, if he needs it, it will be more convenient to purchase locally! "

As he spoke, Archer Fish looked at several P·B special forces teams in the distance, carrying large and small bags from the equipment room to a transport plane. He sighed and said: "If I were 20 years younger, I would rather follow Together they..."