Chapter 263: Defeat without defeat

Very often, the heavens play some very bad jokes on people, just as they did with Zhou Ming and his colleagues in Badina. After the Battle of Oudong, Zhou Ming and Zou Yue began preparing for an audience with Sal sum's meeting. However, a week quickly passed, and there was still no news from sum's side, which made Zhou Ming and Zou Yue feel anxious.

'Perhaps Perhaps the recent pause in the offensive by the multinational forces has given Salm the idea that the US army's offensive capabilities are limited, so he still thinks he can withstand the offensive by the multinational forces on his own,' Zou Yue analysed.

'However, However, the temporary pause in the offensive is only because an investigation into the Battle of Europe is being launched in the United States. Some members of Congress suspect that Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces, General Dwight D. Eisenhower, is wasting ammunition for some special reason and recklessly spending taxpayers' money. On the other member of the multinational force had also depleted a large amount of supplies during the battle, which was why the intensity of the attacks had now decreased,' said Ambassador Lin Hong.

'These Americans are really interesting. Since this is a high-intensity attack, it is normal to have a lot of consumption. I didn't expect that this would also need to be investigated. Isn't this holding back the troops in the front? given the Iraqi army time to regroup.' Zou Yue turned to Zhou Ming and asked, 'Comrade Zhou Ming, is this the relationship between war and economic politics that you have always emphasised?'

Facing Zou Yue's doubts, Zhou Ming nodded: 'Originally, not all the consortia in the United States supported this war, so it is only natural to initiate an investigation under the pretext of depleting resources. After all, this is not the first time the Yankees have done this kind of infighting.'

As for Zhou Ming's words, Zou Yue and the others nodded in agreement. As Chinese soldiers, they knew this point only too well. General Van Fleet Viet, was it not because he fired more than 40,000 shells a day at the positions of the People's Volunteers, cutting off a mountain, that he was investigated by Congress and finally had to leave the Korean battlefield? The current Normandy is just a replica of Van Vliet's time.

'No But even if there was infighting within the US military, they never stopped attacking. They continued to bomb the Iraqi army every day, and there was also the problem of giving the Iraqi army time to regroup,' said Zou Yuezhuo, frowning.

'General General, do you think that Normandy is deliberately using this opportunity to allow the Iraqi army to regroup, and then launch a large-scale offensive after the other side has finished regrouping, to directly break the Iraqi resistance?' Zhou Ming picked up on Zou Yue's train of thought and asked.

Zhou Ming 's counter-question made Zou Yue's eyes light up. He nodded vigorously and said, 'Yes, that's exactly what I think. Because if the enemy is too scattered, the US military's equipment advantage simply cannot be exploited. But if the enemy is concentrated, it is easy for them to make a breakthrough. More importantly, this can also demoralise the enemy through successive victories, so that they lose the will to resist.'

Which is easier to kill: crouching on the ground shivering, and a dog with bared fangs that will bite – which is easier to kill? Anyone with a normal IQ will easily be able to answer this question, and as commander-in-chief of the Allied Forces, D-Day Normandy naturally made that choice too.

'Then Basra, Samna and Najaf, the three military strongholds of the Iraqi army, are probably the main targets of the US military,' Zhou Ming analysed.

Zou Yue also nodded and said, 'Yes, because once these three obstacles have been cleared, the ground troops of the multinational forces can follow the Tigris northwards and enter the Iraqi capital of Baghdad, ending the war.'

Zhou Yue let out and let out a sigh of relief. Then he looked at Zhou Ming and sighed: 'Comrade Zhou Ming, you are truly a military genius. If possible, I really want to recruit you into the army. If you were in the general staff department, I believe our army would definitely be even more powerful!'

Zhou Ming was embarrassed by Zhou Ming said apologetically, 'In fact, this is nothing. It's just that the Americans don't have the kind of amazing tactics that saved Wei while attacking Zhao, so it's still relatively easy to predict.'

Zhou Ming was also really embarrassed. After all, Zou Yue had deduced the movements of the US military based on his own military understanding, which was real ability, while he himself was just reciting from memory. If he really joined the army like this, it would be a real disaster for the country! And compared to the army and politics, he would rather be a big capitalist with wealth in his hands.

As Zhou Ming prophecy of war, on the day of February 7th, the second large-scale offensive of the US military finally arrived.

It was still 1:00 a.m., and 60 F117 stealth fighters and 40 B52 long-range bombers, escorted by over 300 F15, F16 and F18 fighters took off from various US military bases in the Gulf region under the cover of night, escorted by more than 300 F15s, F16s and F18s, and headed towards Iraq.

And while the US the planes were forming up in the sky, someone suddenly sat up in bed in the Iraqi barracks in Sumner. His movement woke up his comrade in the next bed: 'Baker, what's wrong? Did you have another nightmare from hell?'

They were Aachen, the surviving ace pilot from Odesa, and Baker, a new recruit at the radar station, were on their way back when they encountered an attack by the US Air Force. After some pessimistic discussions, they met another retreating friendly army unit, and in this way they returned to Sumner Barracks.

Baker shook his head head, he said to Aghin with a little confusion, 'You may not believe it when I tell you, but I have a very oppressive feeling, like the suffocation before a sandstorm. I feel that this Sumner Barracks is about to be attacked.'

'No ? The Sumner Army has already returned to the country, and the intensity of the recent attacks by the Americans has also decreased a lot. I heard that the previous attacks had depleted too many resources, and the United States is very dissatisfied with this. Will they still launch an attack over such a long distance?' Ahi'en was doubtful asked.

His doubt was soon answered when the eerie air raid siren in the barracks was suddenly sounded without warning.

Aahene and Baker quickly got dressed and got out of bed, but before they could even leave the room, the explosions started one after the other.

With a the shrill whistling of a missile, red-orange fireballs exploded in the air defence positions at Sumner Barracks and the airport.

'What's going on? Are those people at the radar station idiots? Why wait the enemy planes were already in front of them before they sounded the alarm?' Yaxin shouted angrily.

Baker, on the other hand, was in a daze. He said blankly, 'It's the American stealth plane. Radar can't capture the traces of this kind of plane at all. The current air defence alarm is announcing the enemy's second wave of attack.'

The movement perfectly proved Baker's prediction. Just a few minutes after the sound of the explosion had ended, there was a rumbling noise in the sky, as if countless muffled thunderclaps had been hidden hidden in the night sky. As the muffled thunder rumbled, the stars all became dark, as if something huge was in the sky, filling people with fear.

Ace pilot immediately reacted: 'That's an American B52 bomber. Let's get out of here!'

And with that, immediately led Baker out of the room. The bombing then ensued, with heavy bombs raining down and exploding in the barracks, showering the area with sparks.

'Where's the air defence ? Where's our air force? Aren't there state-of-the-art anti-aircraft missiles and fighter jets here? Did they all die in the first wave of stealth fighter attacks just now?' Yaxin roared.

As if someone heard Ahi'en's roar. As soon as he finished, the anti-aircraft guns in the anti-aircraft position lifted their camouflage and spat fire . On the other side of the airfield, an aircraft was driven out of the hangar, and as the ground crew rushed to repair the runway, the fighter took off. But at this time, the third round of the US military attack arrived.

The protagonists of this attack were the f15 and f16 fighter jets. Piloted by their pilots, they swooped down from high altitude and unleashed a barrage of missiles on the army barracks' anti-aircraft defences.

One after the other, the air trailing into the air defence positions, exploding mushroom clouds. I don't know how many Iraqi soldiers were unable to escape in time and were thrown into the air, their bodies torn to shreds like rags.

'It's over, this is the devil's punishment! I don't want to die yet, I still have my wife and children, I want to take them to Allah's paradise with me, I don't want to go to hell!

In the barracks, innumerable soldiers were screaming and running back and forth, aimlessly, just instinctively trying to get away from the danger.

Yahien and Baker were in the barracks, among these soldiers. They watched everything in front of them blankly. Not far away, the barracks were blown up and burning. Countless black figures were running around screaming wildly. In the light of the fire, they could even see the distorted expressions of fear on those people's faces. It was as if the end of the world had come.

These people had lost their minds. Aihien and Baker could clearly see that, in the crowd of people running, two of them had just bumped into each other, and one of them immediately drew his gun from his waist and shot the other dead.

Amidst these piercing screams, there were also some women's screams. On the side of the field hospital where Yagien and Baker were, it was thought that someone took advantage of the chaos to attack their favourite doctor or the nurses. After all, in this battlefield where there is no tomorrow, once a person's mental state collapses, they can do anything, no matter how bestial.

Aahri and Baker did not stop it, or they were simply unable to stop anything.

'Colonel, how long do you think we can hold out in this war?' Baker asked in a low voice.

Aghien smilingly replied, 'I don't know how long this country can hold out, but the soldiers can't hold out anymore.'

Then Ahern pointed his finger at the sky and said to Baker, 'I can hear the sound of our plane's engines. They have fled, fled from this battlefield.'

Hearing this answer, Baker sat down in despair. As someone who had experienced three air raids, he knew very well that once the air force had fled, what greeted them next was the enemy's mad slaughter.

The same thing also played out at the two bases of Basra and Najaf, and news of the attacks on the three bases of Basra, Samawah and Najaf was also quickly passed on to the capital, Badina.

Defence and Interior Majid hurried into the presidential palace, went to Salman's bedroom, and had his secretary wake him up from between his two wives' beds.

'What happened? Don't tell me our air force has fallen into another ambush in Odessa and been wiped out again!' Salm said to Majid in a very stern tone.

'I'm afraid that it will be even worse than in Al-Udeyb. With reluctance, Majid reported to him the details of the attacks on the three bases of Basra, Samawah and Najaf, emphasising in particular the flight of the air force.

Salm immediately slammed his hand down on the table: 'Those damned scoundrels, I should have had them all hanged!'

'President cousin, uncle, there's no point in talking about it now, they've all run away, and we do need the support of the air force,' said Majid helplessly. 'Now, instead of blaming the air force, let's think about what to do next.'

Faced with Majid 's question, Salm was silent. Having fought in many wars, Salm knew a lot about military affairs, so he understood the situation. With Basra, Samawah and Najaf under attack, the air force having fled the battlefield, the army had lost its elite troops, morale was low, and the situation was already hopeless. Even if just a thousand troops from the original Kuwaiti army came over, Salm felt that he would lose.

Majid also understood the situation, so he didn't say anything either. Only a feeling of despair spread through the room.

In the end, Majid suggested to Salm: 'Go find that Chinese guy Zhou Ming. Maybe he really has the power to change destiny like Allah?'