Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

When Khalid heard the word "tank", he was petrified, really petrified.

They also have tanks, but not many. The American air strikes focus on these military facilities in Dam.

The few tanks they had left were all in the hands of the regular army, and they were treated like precious eggs. They were reluctant to use them unless it was absolutely necessary, because once they were used, they would immediately receive special attention from the Americans.

In other words, these big treasures are almost disposable for them, and they must play a key role when used.

"Really...really?"

"Absolutely true!" Zeng Wangcai patted Khalid on the shoulder and smiled, "We hate them very much. We are number one in Asia. Elephants don't just call for no reason."

Zeng Wangcai also did not forget to use the character of the Third Brother. After all, Xu Damao was pretending to be the Third Brother.

Khalid got excited and said, you are the real Fadi. The former Fadi only gave us some large-caliber cannons, but you directly gave us tanks... This is too fake!

......

The American temporary camp.

The village was bustling with activity, but this side was completely quiet.

Apart from the guards, only one tent had a light.

Special forces captain Stark and airborne captain Twain were smoking and looking at a map.

The combination of the two of them is very strange. It is not about who commands whom or who leads whom, but rather a cooperative relationship.

Twain's troops were responsible for solving troubles, while Stark's men were responsible for carrying out the most important tasks - finding weapons, controlling weapons, and transporting weapons.

The Hummer on the ground is Twain's, and the Black Hawk in the sky is Stark's.

Both the number of people and the scale of equipment carried by the two are very impressive, enough to prove the importance the Americans attach to this operation.

"After the bombing, all the groundhogs will die." Twain pointed at the location of the church on the map. "We will launch a general attack tomorrow. My people will control this area within four hours. We will not care about the rest."

"Hey, listen, Major." Stark was obviously dissatisfied with Twain's statement. "Bombing can't kill groundhogs. You and I both know this. Besides, the groundhogs have reinforcements. Your people must solve the problem as soon as possible. Also, after taking control, your people must help my people clear out nearby buildings. That's the biggest problem. Who knows if a groundhog will pop out of that hole?"

"I don't think it's necessary!" Twain retorted. "They no longer have heavy weapons. We will build a defense line near the church. Your people will parachute in Black Hawks and enter the church. We will clean up the church and then look for the entrance to the cave and find what we are looking for. After we get it, we will retreat immediately. We don't need to occupy this place."

The two people have completely different fighting philosophies, one wants to ensure absolute safety, the other wants to end the battle quickly and focus on taking down the church.

After a long debate, Twain finally won and Stark was convinced because Stark agreed with the key point, which was that the Groundhogs had no heavy weapons, but they could rely on Humvees and armored vehicles to build a solid line of defense.

After the bombing, the village was quiet, and there was almost no sound of burning wood in the flames, because everything that could be burned had been burned in the previous bombing, and what was burning now was the aftermath of the bomb.

A team of people quietly approached the village, and then split up. One group went to the village to install equipment, and the other group went straight to the east of the village.

"It's safe here!" After stopping, the little leopard tilted his ear to receive the message in the headset, and then straightened his body, "Mr. Khalid, come out, we can go there openly."

There were no enemies, the night vision goggles could tell.

Khalid was still very cautious and very suspicious: "Sir, are you sure there is equipment in that warehouse? That is an empty warehouse we abandoned."

"What nonsense! Big Brother said it's there, so it's there. Just open the door!" Little Leopard almost forgot about his character and quickly changed his words, "We elephants never lie!"

Khalid knew something about his third brother, but not much.

What made him most questionable in this matter was... the tank itself!

How did you get it in?

Of course Zeng Wangcai wouldn’t explain. There’s no need. It’s good enough that I give it to you. Why are you asking where it came from?

I'm used to it!

Khalid was very careful. The equipment on his side was far inferior to that of Xiaobao. His men went out to make contact and returned to report half an hour later, telling Khalid that it was indeed safe and the Americans were all staying in the camp.

The rest was easy. Khalid's men led the way and they arrived at the outskirts of the underground warehouse together.

It is indeed an abandoned warehouse, and it takes a lot of effort just to clean up the debris outside, but this also proves that this place is very safe.

After a long time of clearing the road, Xiaobao stood in front of the door of the underground warehouse and watched Khalid's men open the door.

"I didn't expect you guys to be so well prepared!" Little Leopard said, looking at the heavy door, "Such an inconspicuous place has such facilities."

"We have no choice but to do this!" Khalid said gloomily, "We have suffered too much injustice. We know that war will come one day, so we have made some preparations, but...the preparations are not enough."

This refers to the current war situation.

Xiao Bao thought, if big brother hadn’t given you a blood transfusion, you would have been beaten to pieces long ago.

As the war has continued to this point, Zeng Wangcai himself actually has no idea how effective the weapons he provided are.

Entering the warehouse from the other side, Xiaobao fell behind, leaving Khalid's men in front.

Several lighting fixtures came on, and small cylinders shone into the warehouse.

"Ah, there really are weapons!"

"Oh my god, so many big babies!"

"Oh my god, what is this? It's really a tank!"

"And armored vehicles..."

The people who went in were crazy, and Khalid was also crazy.

None of them have the mind to care how these things appeared here. They only have one thought: I have a tank too, and those bastards outside are all going to die!

Near dawn, Khalid returned to Zeng Wangcai's camp.

When seeing Zeng Wangcai again, Khalid was very respectful: "Thank you very much for your support, sir..."

"Stop, this is not support!" Zeng Wangcai waved his hand, "This is a transaction. You can owe me money first, but you have to pay me later."

"No problem!" Khalid was delighted.

He knew that Fadi had been caught and a new, more powerful Fadi was coming!

Since it is a transaction, settling the bill later means there will be more to come.

"Let's not talk about the price for now!" Zeng Wangcai continued, "Our situation is rather tricky right now. The American special forces are clearly coming for the weapons transportation line, so we must first fight this battle well and kill them. Once we are safe for the time being, we can talk about other things later."

"No problem, with these weapons, Sir's plan can be implemented..."