Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Rahman waited for the order to attack and ordered in a deep voice: "Robot dog transforms, set off..."

He didn't know why he used this command, he just faithfully carried out whatever he learned in the training class.

The lying robot dog received the command from its owner, and the indicator light on its head lit up. The red light was as cold as the dog's eyes.

The robot dog quickly completed its transformation, its limbs bounced up, and began to move.

An army of one hundred robot dogs charged into the battlefield silently and swiftly, stabbing into the ribs of the American attacking force from the side like a knife.

In night vision mode, every soldier controlling the robot dog can clearly see the situation on the battlefield.

Soon, human figures appeared on the screen in the hands of the soldier operating the robot dog and were circled.

This means that the robot dog has aimed at the target.

"Fire!" Rahman gave the order.

At that moment, countless tongues of fire appeared on the side of the American troops. The unprepared soldiers were locked by a hundred robot dogs and were beaten to the ground.

The weapons and tactics that were ahead of their time made it impossible for the American soldiers to resist.

The first to be attacked was a company of Amen's First Brigade. This company was unlucky and lost dozens of men almost the moment they were attacked, and were easily defeated by the robot dogs.

The robot dog pierced through the company without stopping, and quickly rushed into the central battlefield and began to slaughter.

"What the hell?"

"Sir, our medic was killed by a monster..."

"Sir, we need backup!"

"That looks like a dog..."

command post!

"Dog?" Amen was confused. "Damn it, when will dogs be able to go to the battlefield? When will dogs be able to kill so many of my people? What's going on?"

"It's really a dog, sir!"

"What dog?"

"A dog with red eyes, not afraid of guns... Sir, I saw it, it's a machine, a robot dog."

"..."

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"Ride my beloved little motorcycle, it will never get stuck in traffic..." Zeng Wangcai sat in the cargo box of the sidecar three-wheeler, singing a little tune, in a very good mood.

The sun was rising, and the team had been traveling for half the night but did not feel tired at all.

"Brother, why don't you take a break?" The little leopard on the bike pulled off his mask.

"You don't want to rest, but want to know the performance of the robot dog's first battle, right?" Zeng Wangcai said, looking at Yutie and others who were riding bicycles nearby.

"It's past midnight, the fight should be over, why don't we stop and ask?"

"Listen to my command, set up camp..."

Set up camp, have breakfast, and learn about the battle situation.

To be honest, Zeng Wangcai didn’t have much confidence in his teaching ability, and he was also very concerned about the outcome of last night’s battle.

Whether it is a robot dog or not is secondary. What is important is how much impact this equipment will have on the battlefield. He believes that the robot dog will definitely play a role, but he doesn't know to what extent.

Xiaobao and a few others sat on the moon chairs, staring at Zeng Wangcai who was holding his mobile phone with expectant eyes.

They are the first group of people to accept the new tactics and are also the ones who care the most about the robot dogs.

Zeng Wangcai called Khalid without hesitation, and the call was quickly connected: "Wow..."

"Sir, thank you for your kindness..." Khalid's voice was excited on the other end of the phone, "We won, we won, we defeated an enemy that was twice our size. The robot dog killed at least more than 500 soldiers, and the number of injured could not be counted..."

Is this a win?

To be honest, after hearing the results of the battle, Zeng Wangcai felt a little absurd and it seemed unreal.

This is a war that has gone down in human history, but its course was changed just because I intervened and provided a robot dog?

Khalid used only 200 robot dogs to reverse the outcome of the ground battle among three brigades. What if there were really 100,000 robot dogs?

"Brothers..." Zeng Wangcai hung up the phone and said calmly, "I think we can really go home this time. Khalid won the fight."

"Great!" Xiaobao waved his fist excitedly, just like he was on the battlefield. "It wasn't in vain. Did we win smoothly?"

"Well...how can I put it?" Zeng Wangcai smiled bitterly. "Damn, it's too easy, so easy that I can't believe it. Forget it, let's not talk about this. Let's eat first. I'll think about this first."

Zeng Wangcai knew that this victory result was largely unexpected and could not be regarded as a foregone conclusion in the future.

The first time the Americans encountered a robot dog in battle, they were inevitably panicked and unprepared. But once they were prepared, it would be impossible for them to be so relaxed again.

Zeng Wangcai typed on his mobile phone, summarized some suggestions and sent them to Khalid, and asked Khalid to send the results every time he used drones and robot dogs in battle.

He is using Khalid as a guinea pig!

Only after doing all this did Zeng Wangcai feel completely relieved. After breakfast, he found a warehouse where Xu Da secretly stored crude oil and collected the last wave of crude oil. Zeng Wangcai also stored the last batch of weapons for Khalid in the warehouse.

He saved money twice on the way last night, and this time it made a total of three times.

The reason why he was so anxious to leave all the weapons and equipment behind was because if the weapons were stored at the back, close to the south, Khalid's men would not be able to take them over. To Khalid, the south was an enemy-occupied area.

Destination, bus port.

The Bashi Port is located in Basra, the second largest city in Dam. The port is a river port, but it has a long history and a huge scale. It is very close to the Persian Gulf, only a few dozen kilometers away.

After learning the geographical location of the port in detail, Zeng Wangcai could understand that the Americans would transport the oil here, and he could also understand that the veteran soldiers in the joint forces would bring the valuables they looted here.

Zeng Wangcai walked along the Euphrates River, stopping from time to time and monitoring the communications of the Americans. It took him a full week to complete the short journey.

During these seven days, the entire Dam territory was in chaos. American soldiers and Dam guerrillas gathered towards Heral like crazy.

The planes and missiles in the sky almost never stopped, and Zeng Wangcai's plan to encircle and attack Khalid's reinforcements seemed to be going on in full swing.

Under such circumstances, Basra, located in the "rear area" of the United States, can be considered empty.

"Brother, how do we get in?" Xiaobao and his friends were lying on the side of a road leading to Basra, looking at the checkpoint in the middle of the road with binoculars. "Damn it, are the Americans bored? Why set up a checkpoint at this time?"

"How new! We can enter and exit freely without setting up checkpoints?" You Benhua rolled his eyes.

Zeng Wangcai also had a headache. The entire relatively intact city had been completely controlled by the Americans. From the outside, one could see that there were still residents inside. Perhaps it was for this reason that the Americans' inspections were very strict.

In this case, getting in is almost impossible.

"Woo!"

With a long whistle, a huge ship slowly passed by Zeng Wangcai and his companions from behind. No one knew where it came from, but it was definitely out to sea, as judging by the draft of the ship it was obviously filled with cargo.

"The land route is impassable, let's go by water..."