45: The real rival

Only they could take off from Eagle Country's homeland fully loaded with ammunition, fly over mountains and rivers to the Middle East, and deliver a fatal blow to Iraq!

Last night's humiliation would be completely swept away.

Soon, a monitor connected to the video signal of a stealth reconnaissance aircraft was carried in by two soldiers.

On the screen, a small cluster of cities gradually appeared.

That was General Norman's biggest headache, Afair.

At this moment, inside the city's air defense command center, Lieutenant General Majid followed behind Saddam Commander with a worried expression, having long lost the smile he had when they first met.

His expression was serious, his eyes flickering, as if undergoing a fierce struggle deep within his heart.

Choosing survival meant obeying the Commander's orders and shelving the air defense system upgrade plan.

But doing so would make it impossible to effectively defend against enemy stealth fighters, and the air defense network would be torn apart sooner or later.

Choosing the country, on the other hand, meant disregarding the Commander's instructions and continuing to push for weapon updates.

However, doing so could lead to more severe consequences.

Saddam Commander saw this and couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

He hoped this hero of yesterday could understand his hint.

After all, choosing between an obedient general and a disobedient general was not difficult.

Just because the Rabbit Country's air defense system accidentally captured the signal of an Eagle Country stealth fighter, he had to replace the Soviet-made weapons he had carefully deployed for many years?

In his opinion, this was an absurd decision, both militarily and politically.

How could the Rabbit Country's equipment compare to Soviet-made weapons?

He absolutely could not let this happen!

The air defense command center seemed particularly cold under this oppressive atmosphere, like the calm before a storm.

Just then, "Ding-a-ling..." the air raid siren suddenly blared piercingly.

Saddam Commander froze, his gaze sweeping over the people around him in confusion.

Lieutenant General Majid immediately understood the situation and said urgently, "Not good, there's an air raid, quickly take the Commander to the air raid shelter."

He quickly turned to the soldier beside the control panel and asked, "Which air defense radar detected it? Is it an enemy plane or a missile? How far away is it from us?"

The soldier immediately replied, "Officer, it was detected by the new 'BH90 Medium-Range Air Defense Missile System'. The target is 180 kilometers away, and it looks like cruise missiles."

"There are a total of 105 cruise missiles!"

"What?" Everyone, including Saddam Commander who had not yet evacuated, couldn't help but exclaim.

105 cruise missiles, this was enough to destroy the entire city of Afair.

Monitoring footage appeared on the large screen, and a large area of red flickering dots appeared in the sky, rapidly approaching.

Although they didn't look fast, they would actually arrive over Afair within minutes.

It was too late to escape now; this little time was not enough to run to the air raid shelter.

Saddam knew this very well in his heart, and despair gradually appeared in his eyes.

He thought that he had not lost his life in the Capital Baghdad last night, but he didn't expect to end his life here today.

Lieutenant General Majid wiped the sweat from his forehead, silently reciting the name of Allah.

Facing 105 cruise missiles, any defense seemed futile.

Even the Soviet-made air defense system could at most intercept 60% of the targets when facing such a saturated attack.

Even so, the remaining 40% was enough to turn this place into ruins.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered Xu Ning's figure from last night, that calm and resolute image.

If there were ten sets of 'BH90 Medium-Range Air Defense Missile System', perhaps they could give it a try; anyway, there was no other choice now.

Thus, Lieutenant General Majid decided to go all out.

"Prepare for interception."

"Received."

In the monitoring video, missiles streaked across the night sky like stars; those were air defense missiles ascending from vertical launch silos.

These missiles wove a bridge of light in the air, pointing directly at the incoming targets.

In the command room, it was suffocatingly quiet at this moment, everyone's eyes fixed on the screen.

They held their breath, forgetting everything else, as a life-and-death struggle was unfolding.

Sparks flew everywhere, like fireworks blooming.

A few enemy missiles broke through the defense line, attracting everyone's attention, but before they could get nervous, more air defense missiles had already filled in and shot them down.

After this scene repeated several times, the originally dark sky was dyed red.

Many citizens came out of their homes and looked up at this spectacular sight.

As the light gradually faded, it was as if that meteor shower had never happened.

The final explosions subsided, and everything returned to silence.

"This, this was all intercepted?" Saddam Commander swallowed and asked.

General Majid also had an expression of disbelief; such a perfect interception was something he had not anticipated.

"Yes."

Saddam looked at the monitoring screen, muttering to himself incessantly.

"This is the air defense system of the great Eastern country..." Saddam Commander considered himself always full of confidence; since he was elected Commander, he had been telling the whole world about his grand blueprint.

He was determined to unite all Aka countries, make Aka civilization glorious again, and become the leader of the Aka world.

At first, no one believed he could do this, until he raised Iraq's military strength to fourth globally.

At this point, people began to take him seriously, and even superpowers realized their control was weakening.

In fact, when he entered the ranks of the world's military powers, he didn't take it seriously.

In his eyes, only Russia and the United States were the real opponents.

He believed that China had nothing special besides its large population; why should it rank ahead of him?

However, his view had changed recently.

The advent of the [BH90 Medium-Range Air Defense Missile System] completely overturned his old concepts.

It turned out that the person who had been stagnant was actually himself.

He gazed at the gradually disappearing afterglow on the horizon and fell into contemplation.

After a long time, he finally spoke.

"General Majid."

"Yes, Commander Mr."

Majid quickly stepped forward, gave a military salute, and prepared to receive orders, but then he was stunned.

"Gen, General?"

When did he get promoted?

Commander Saddam lightly patted his shoulder and said:

"You will be the first General to be ennobled for merit in the Gulf Defense War!"

"I admit that China's air defense technology has surpassed Russia, so I fully support your air defense system upgrade plan."

"From now on, our air defense responsibility is entrusted to you, my General Majid."

All the officers standing by suddenly snapped their feet together, stood ramrod straight, and uniformly saluted Majid.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, adding a touch of glory.

Saddam looked at Majid, smiled with satisfaction, and asked, "General Majid, if the Gulf Defense War is won, what is the first thing you want to do?"

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