"You... you are from Hua..."
"You can eat crap, but don't talk crap!" Zhang nglong imdiately interrupted General Afuer's words, "I am not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense!"
Although General Afuer didn't continue, he was certain in his heart that the person who had called him must be from Huaxia.
Their relationship with Huaxia was quite good, almost the closest of allies, but such assistance had never existed in history.
Even though he didn't know how many weapons and equipnt the other party had prepared to support them, what did it an for them? It seed the person on the other end of the phone had no intention of revealing their identity.
"This is all my own idea," Zhang nglong said, "I just wanted to make friends with General Afuer, that's all."
"I'll believe that when hell freezes over!" General Afuer, despite being over fifty and an experienced veteran, was nobody's fool. How could such a thing ever deceive him?
Could it be that Brahma Country's idiot had offended this person, so they were holding a grudge and seeking revenge through this ans?
But how much power could one person have? The gap between them and Brahma Country wasn't small; it was almost double. If it was just a few hundred guns or a few hundred bombs and grenades, that wouldn't be of any use in this war.
If there was to be any significant turning point, wouldn't it require at least several dozen fighter jets and a vast amount of tanks and armored vehicles?
Support of such a scale would require at least a hundred and eighty billion US dollars, which is not sothing one person could afford.
"Do you really have no ulterior motive?" Afuer still couldn't help but voice his doubts.
"You'll know when the equipnt arrives!"
After speaking, Zhang nglong directly hung up the communication channel.
"Hong Yi, go arrange it. That batch of military equipnt I purchased, send it all directly to General Afuer. Rember not to let neighboring Brahma Country find out, if they get prepared, that would be troubleso!"
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, I will ensure everything is ticulously organized!"
...
After receiving Zhang nglong's call, General Afuer imdiately summoned all his subordinates.
The truth was he still wasn't certain about the caller's purpose.
If the other side was truly going to deliver weapons to their troops, they would have to cross their territory. If this was a trap by the people of Brahma Country, that batch of weapons could lead to very serious consequences.
But if they were to blockade the border, although they would avoid such danger, if the Huaxia really intended to help them and provide a batch of military support, they would miss an opportunity of a lifeti!
Of course, General Afuer wasn't harboring much hope, as without a significant number of heavy weapons and tanks or jets, there would be practically no impact on the overall situation!
"Tighten the surveillance on the border. If any unknown individuals or a large number of military equipnts are spotted, report to
imdiately!"
"Yes!" Afuer's subordinates imdiately took orders.
Originally, the outco of this battle had been predictable; the only question was how long they could hold out. Now, they were waiting for a miracle!
Nothing happened on the first day, the second day was the sa, and as evening ca on the third day, most people had lost patience.
That mysterious Huaxia man had said that a large batch of military equipnt would be delivered within three days, and the end of three days was fast approaching, making it seem like it was just a joke.
The sky gradually darkened, and the patrolling pilots were preparing to return, as it was relatively more dangerous to carry out flying missions at night in this region of chaos.
"Don't let your guard down. Although it's much safer here compared to the frontlines, you must always pay attention to the defense system!"
"Yes, General!"
As usual, the warriors in the defense command center activated the nightti mode of the defense systems, which, under their watch, made it nearly impossible for both air and ground targets to breach their blockade!
"Have you guys heard? Our General Afuer received a mysterious call a few days ago, saying that a batch of military equipnt would arrive within three days." The night deepened, and the bored officers and warriors started chatting idly.
"Isn't that nonsense? Who would give us reinforcents out of the blue? Other countries would rather enjoy the show the bigger it gets, maybe even take the chance to gain so advantages."
"I heard about it, it's already the third day, if they were really going to send help it should've arrived by now. Our General must've been duped!"
"That's enough, stop gossiping. Are you in a position to casually discuss matters regarding the General?"
...
"Beep beep beep beep!" Just then, their dashboard started blaring violently, the whole room flashing with red lights.
"What's happening? A night-ti enemy attack?"
"Report the data!"
"Threat level, 120!"
"What? 120?" Everyone shuddered in fear.
This threat index reflected the defense system's data, with the number representing the severity of the danger they faced at that mont.
Under normal circumstances, if it was just a feint by the enemy, with three to five fighter jets patrolling the fringe, the threat level would be around 10-20.
If it was a formal assault, and the threat was minor, manageable by a small force, it would be about 50.
If the threat level reached 80, then it was a danger to the whole troop, and the current threat level on the battlefields between Tambat Kingdom and Brahma Country permanently stood above 80.
Should the threat index exceed 100, it essentially ant national disaster, indicating that their troops were almost incapable of dealing with such a level of threat.
Since the establishnt of the system, they had never encountered a situation surpassing 100; this ti it had shot up directly to 120. They might as well lay down their weapons and surrender—wasn't that the sa as lying down and waiting to die?
"Do we have visuals?"
"Transmitting imagery now!"
An operator imdiately relayed the visual information.
"Hiss!" Everyone drew in a sharp breath of cold air.
The sky was densely packed with fighter and transport planes, most of which they'd never even seen before. As for those transport planes, almost all were supersized, with chains dangling below them carrying either tanks or armored vehicles.
This massive scene was simply like a world war!
"Is this an enemy attack?"
"Quick, scramble our fighters to intercept!"
"Intercept my ass, report the data first!"
"Re... Reporting, a total of 1,300 targets, of which around 500 are suspected fighter units, 800 transport planes, and over 700 resembling tanks, other targets unidentified!"
"500?" Upon hearing this number, everyone lost the will to resist; their country's total number of fighter jets was just over 1,000, and these were distributed across various military districts, most already deployed on the front lines. Their own troop had only 200 jets, all outdated fourth-generation fighters!
Intercept? A volley of their missiles could flatten your command center along with this military camp—what intercept are you talking about?
If the other side was truly launching an attack, they stood no chance at all, only adding to their casualties.
"It's wrong, this isn't an attack! With so many countries in the world, which one dares to deploy such troops for an assault now? And as for our tiny nation, this kind of equipnt used against us, I even feel we don't deserve it!"
"It's reinforcents! It must be the reinforcents General Avril ntioned!"
"Mother of god! 500 fighter jets, at least 700 tanks, did our General sell his own body or what?"
"What are you waiting for? Report to the General at once!"
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