This is actually the strategy agreed upon by the jackals at the beginning. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but it's still not the jackal's own team. No one in such a team would dare to go to an upright organization, but it was clear that the Middle Eastern strongman could afford to pay a lot of money to hire someone. Since he can afford to pay for it, it is natural that he will organize some teams in the name of some other people.

At the beginning, it was a small mercenary team of two jackals. They don't seem to have anything to do with jackals on the surface, and not even a single member of the team under the head of the group has ever been in a jackal. But their regiment commanders all came from a training camp - Blood Mountain.

It was also at this time that Hou Dasheng learned that the actual controller of Blood Mountain was a jackal. Here the Jackal will develop members of the Perimeter, but will not tell them that they are actually affiliated with the Jackal. Some jackals who have not revealed their identities will train together as training camp instructors or contemporaneous trainers.

Useful manpower is observed, and then it is examined and absorbed into the peripheral tissues. The periphery doesn't seem to have anything to do with jackals. Even the jackals didn't have any cooperation with them. But if you break it down and take a closer look, you will find that many of the tasks they take on are related to jackals.

But even if you capture their members, no amount of torture will be able to extract a confession from them - because no one thinks they have anything to do with the jackals. They had heard of the name of the jackal, but none of them had anything to do with it.

Of course, the jackals did not treat them badly. The old jackals who took them into the industry would try their best to escort them. At the same time, some good businesses of service stations will also be introduced to them according to their ability. Of course, commissions exist. This is equivalent to secondary subcontracting.

But it's better than their own daily stare at the service station to pick up business. Besides, the business of the service station is not something that anyone can take over if they say they can take it. The service station will definitely verify your qualifications, and if you don't have enough qualifications, it will affect their credibility.

The tasks of the service station can basically ensure that you can get what you want to get. Whether it's intelligence, it's the truth of an event. Or maybe it's the inside story of something, the direct cash ...... Wait a minute. Doing business with service stations can be very reassuring – even though they are sometimes a little expensive.

"My compatriots, at this moment the United States and allied forces are in the early stages of military disarmament of Iraq in order to liberate the Iraqi people and prevent the world from being put in danger...... Hou Dasheng has moved from the safe house to the basement, which is not known when and by whom.

However, the depth and construction materials, according to the doctor's professional judgment, unless it was attacked by a large air-explosive bomb like GBU-43, there is no problem with the safety here. At this time, everyone except Hou Dasheng was busy.

Coordinates are sent back one by one and then forwarded to a fixed channel for receiving. Hou Dashengan sat on the chair and looked coldly at the middle-aged and elderly man with a hooked nose on the TV and said to the camera with a careful attitude: "Under my orders, the Allies have begun to destroy important military targets in order to reduce Saddam Hussein's ability to wage war. This is just the beginning, and a full-scale and widespread attack will follow. ”

"More than 35 countries have given significant support, whether for the use of naval and air bases, intellectual and moral assistance, or for sending troops. Each of the countries in the alliance has chosen to take responsibility for this public defense, sharing the common honor! ……”

Hearing this, Hou Dasheng suddenly didn't know whether to cry or laugh. What a high-sounding word! What an inspiring phrase! Simply a messenger of justice, a representative of light. However, Hou Dasheng knew the transactions behind his back, and he knew everything clearly.

"To every man and woman of the U.S. Army in the Gulf, it is up to you to bring peace to this chaotic world and hope to the oppressed people. We trust you. ”

"The enemies you face know your abilities and courage. The people you want to liberate will witness the glory and spirit of the American army! ”

Hou Dasheng suddenly admired the cowboy president. At least in such a high-sounding way, he didn't have any sense of disobedience. It's amazing that people can do that. Although in those transactions, Hou Dasheng knew very well that he had actually received a rich enough share.

“…… My compatriots, we will overcome this danger for our country and for the world at large. We will walk through a perilous time that will bring peace. We will fight for our freedom. We will bring freedom to others. We will be understood! God bless our country, we will all fight for her! ”

Hou Dasheng laughed, and he couldn't suppress the crazy laughter of "hahaha......haha" in this basement. The doctor and the fat dog glanced at their head inexplicably, and then went about their own business. Everything was planned and executed.

The main force of the jackals will not be there now, and the various branch teams are escorting the SAD personnel to verify all the necessary targets. The fleet at sea has arrived in the predetermined area, and the warplanes are taking off. Missile launchers have been erected, and this war is about to begin.

In front of Hou Dasheng were monitors, which showed the situation in different areas. Although very faint, you can still get a glimpse of the lights of Baghdad and the outline of the entire city. The lights of the city are dying out little by little.

Hou Dasheng is well aware that the president's speech is actually known to everyone through various channels now. Everyone waited quietly, waiting for the blow to come......

"Woo~~Woo~~~" The mournful sound of air raid sirens pierced the silence of the night, and it was 5:31 a.m. Baghdad time. The crazy and poignant air raid sirens suddenly woke up all the people who were sleeping. Countless people are confused, because as ordinary people, they have no access to the information that officials have access to.

They just nervously followed the usual drills and began to enter some air defense facilities. Soon, a trailing meteor over Baghdad slowly tore through the night sky and rushed towards the city. From the monitor, Hou Dasheng watched as these meteors dragging tail flames quickly hit the locations where the coordinates were reported.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble!! ......" a crazy and poignant explosion resounded in the city. The blast wave quickly destroyed some cameras that were too close. All that appears on the screen are snowflake spots. Hou Dasheng didn't care about this. He continued to stare at the monitors that didn't turn into snowflakes.

Monitors in the distance, faithfully and completely recorded the results of the explosion. Mushroom clouds rose into the air, and flying debris of buildings sprayed everywhere. The sound of the explosion drowned out the screams and wails. The frantic and violent explosions continued......

"Buzzing ......" The roar of fighter engines was heard in the night sky, followed by the "chirping ......" of bombs and missiles being ejected. The monitors, which were not blown up, still faithfully recorded everything that happened in the city.

Violent and frantic explosions are constantly happening in the city. Arsenals, air defense positions, airfields, and ...... everywhere and other important military and civilian facilities were deliberately bombarded in an all-round and saturated manner. The bombs and missiles easily turned these places into rubble.

"Report the loss! Report Loss! The first echelon attack is complete! All departments report losses! Grabbing the communicator, the fat dog roared with red eyes. He's been working for two days straight, and it's even more tiring for him to deal with these things than if he went to the battlefield himself. But he couldn't help it, and these were all things he had to do: "Remember! Don't be easily spotted and don't go into the bombed area! Observe the loss report from a distance! Collect statistics and evaluate the effectiveness of attacks, and quickly make recommendations on whether to carry out the next round of attacks! ”

Soon, reports from various locations came from the communicator: "Kennel! Observation Point 145 Report: Tell those fools! They blew up! Damn it! They blew up a hospital! But we are going to bomb that hidden anti-aircraft position three kilometers away from the hospital! What are those idiots thinking?! Fack! ”

"Kennel! Kennel! Point 132 reported that the airfield attack worked well! The runway was basically damaged, and the hangar was badly damaged. Most of the warplanes were destroyed. At the same time, they hit the opponent's oil depot very accurately, triggering a martyrdom. Now the opposing side is making a save, and the second wave of attacks focuses on taking care of their tower! Repeat: Focus on their towers! ”

As the statistical evaluations were sent back, the communications officer beside the fat dog quickly recorded all the statistical reports. After verifying with the doctor and the fat dog, they signed and forwarded it to another communication channel. By this time, it was already dark.

But in the morning light, Baghdad could not see the bustle of the past and the beauty of the ancient city. Baghdad in the morning light is more of a remnant of rock. The sound of a terrible fire siren resounded throughout Baghdad. Everywhere there were crowds crying out to find something usable from their bombed-out home.

Hospitals and some houses that were accidentally bombed, and mutilated bodies were carried out. Ambulances and fire trucks work together to try to get more people out......

"In the face of the attack, there is no need to remind the Iraqis what to do and what not to do...... Iraq will emerge victorious!! Hou Dasheng was still watching TV, and he suddenly found that watching TV had become a very interesting thing at this time. Although, he was clear about almost all the progress of this matter.

But watching some people's performances will still be interesting.

"We promise you that Iraq and its leaders and people will bravely resist the evil invaders, and that we will make them lose patience to carry out their plans...... They will face a painful defeat! ”

"Draw your swords, and do not be afraid...... Long live Iraq!! ”

Hou Dasheng smiled slightly and shook his head. This president ...... Not as resolute as he appears, Hou Dasheng is aware of some facts that suggest that he is actually already operating something. Standing up from the TV, Hou Dasheng flicked the corner of his clothes and whispered to the hound: "Prepare, we need to escort some people to do something." ”

"Hound...... You don't have to go, help me keep an eye on this place. Protect them. Hou Dasheng said softly: "I can only do this in person......"