386 Chapter 383 Operation Code: Destroyer

Inside the temporary office of the President in Washington, USA.

"The operation code Destroyer was completed after the 9527 combat plan was revised. The plan will be implemented in three phases." Standing next to President Obama, Dempsey said in a calm tone: "General combat guidance The idea is that the army is ready to turn to defense, mainly using air power to destroy all industrial and military installations in Somalia. The entire air strike lasts only four hours at most. Before the Somali army does not react at all, it will end all offensive posture and turn to defense. This All prerequisites require the success of the SEAL Team Six."

"I have seen at least four versions of the 9527 combat plan. Some emphasize offense; some emphasize defense. The Destroyer is very good. The goal is to destroy the core force, which is in line with the current situation." Obama looked from the lawn outside the window. I received it back. For the top-secret attack plan, it is indeed a good choice for two people to hide in the corner of the office and talk quietly.

"After 24 hours, all we need to do is to hold on to the line of defense. The Somali army will surely counterattack across the board, and our ground and air forces can culminate all cross-border Somali troops in a familiar area." Dempsey instinctively lowered it. Although there is absolutely no eavesdropping device in the president’s office.

"How long will the ground battle last? How many casualties are estimated?" Obama frowned slightly and asked the most worrying question.

"The worst estimate of the ground warfare will last for one month. When the armored force of the Somali army is exhausted, it will end on its own. Our casualties are not expected to exceed two thousand, which is completely acceptable, and the best may only last. In less than a day, Somalia is very likely to give up ground offensive under unfavorable circumstances." Dempsey carefully said the number while keeping a close eye on the expression on Obama's face.

"How can the confidentiality of air strikes be guaranteed? Such a large-scale air strike and army mobilization must not be hidden. If Somalia detects in advance, the effect of the air strike may be only a fraction of what is expected, and all the key things may be early. Just moved away, is there any consideration for this?!" Obama nodded slightly and asked a question that he had just thought of.

"The confidentiality of air strikes will be the most secret part of the entire Destroyer. The mobilization of ground forces will not start a few hours before the air strikes. The planes carrying out the air strikes will come from several different bases, some will be long-distance attacks from the mainland; some will be nearby. Taking off from a base in Africa, under the coordination of an early warning aircraft, all bombs will be thrown out at the same time within a few minutes. The same is true for the launch of cruise missiles. Somalia will not notice any abnormalities, nor will China and Russia. "Dempsey looked serious, and made two involuntary gestures with one hand. "After the air strikes, the ground forces have completed the basic deployment. Our air power can completely block the Somali army’s offensive, and the ground forces have sufficient mobilization. Time, everything will proceed according to the predetermined plan."

"Think carefully about every detail. I like the current plan very much. If I refine it, I think I will sign without hesitation." Obama walked back to the sofa and sat down with a heavy body. , The consequences are really unimaginable!"

"We have completed all the preliminary preparations. This will be an exceptionally satisfactory plan, far more than any one we have made before." Dempsey understands Obama's worries. The birth of this plan is also a bold attempt by the US military.

This is also no way. The situation of the war is reversed and absolutely cannot rely on the navy, the army battlefield, and the army needs to make changes.If the front is not good, then come to bend.

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Li Lan didn't know everything that happened in the middle of the Indian Ocean. He was only informed by submarine No. 201, and the rest was not sent back to the base.

However, even if the No. 201 submarine sends back the war report, Li Lan has no time to take care of it.

Twelve hours have passed since the time when the international merchant ships were taken in. Time has come quietly into the night.

Standing on the top floor of the base vehicle, looking at the night sky after the rain, I thought: In the dark, the rats should also come out to move.

On a moonless night, in the bay of Bagua City, a container ship docked on the water in the back compartment of a container ship, suddenly opened a small door, and as a few signal lights in the cabin were quickly lit, the two ships added a low voice. The rubber assault boat of the motor slid onto the sea along the opened rear hatch, and hardly felt any sound. After confirming that everything was safe in the surrounding area, it boarded two of the 22 SEAL Team 6 members. The assault boat smashed the waves to the shore at high speed.

The assault boat quickly stopped under a cliff more than ten meters high. Two seals easily shot a sophisticated rock climbing device to the top of the cliff. In just a few minutes, all the seals passed the tough long rope. Up to the top of the cliff, as the two assault boats slowly sank to the bottom of the sea, twenty-two seals also concealed among the trees.

As a stale breakthrough on the battlefield, the elite US Navy SEALs were once again dispatched to the most dangerous places in distress. According to the secret orders of the US Department of Defense and the Allied Command, the entire special operations team will at least Only one of the following three tasks can be allowed to return to the station: one: kill Li Lan; two: secretly obtain the radar guide of the Somali air defense missile series missile; three: kill as many Somali soldiers as possible while ensuring their own safety Destroy all heavy equipment and critical facilities encountered.

Relying on the high-definition photos taken before, the 22 SEALs sneaked for three hours and came to an area where Somali anti-aircraft missiles might be deployed. The geographical disadvantage of the sea and facing the enemy makes the U.S. assault troops only need very little physical exertion to reach the general area of ​​operation.

"Transmit a signal!" The seal commander with black and green oil paint on his face gave an order coldly, and an encrypted message was shot into the night sky, a "predator" hovering as a decoy high in the sky. The reconnaissance plane immediately rushed towards the designated airspace across the coalition-controlled area under the operation of the ground accuser.

Less than two minutes after the "Predator" entered the area where the seals are located, tens of thousands of intensive jamming signals burst out from the dark wilderness. With the rapid work of the Somali air defense missile search radar hidden in it, one The v-1fk missile expelled suddenly detonated the "predator" as a decoy into a pile of burning debris.

"The launch position has been locked! The bearing is 322 and the distance is 3400." A seal clasped the pda in his hand. In less than five seconds, the powerful monitoring force of the US military would launch a Somali air defense missile with only one surface-to-air missile. The launch vehicle is accurately positioned, and combat under high-tech conditions is sometimes a matter of seconds.

Obtained an accurate position, all the seals immediately dispersed into battle formations and disappeared into the fields. Over three kilometers of rugged trails, the well-trained seals took less than fifteen minutes to rush to the one that was still exuding a hot breath. The edge of the missile launching position, through infrared night vision observation, the launching position in front of you is already empty, but the tire marks on the ground that have not been cleaned in the future reveal the whereabouts of the Somali anti-aircraft missile launch vehicle. Chu.

Although each launch will move to a new position to conceal at the fastest speed, the SEAL’s keenness and high-tech monitoring materials still firmly lock a Somali anti-aircraft missile launch vehicle within a few square kilometers. There were looming traces on the ground. Twenty-two SEALs hurriedly followed to a mountain pass four kilometers away. At the end of a mountain road, a dozen garrison soldiers in front of two hidden caves were busy cleaning the tires on the ground. Imprint.

"Clear at a fixed point!" The SEAL commander issued an order on the phone. A dozen dark figures immediately dispersed and touched the cave in the distance, accompanied by a continuous sound of extremely light shooting, without any The guards of the garrison soldiers were knocked open at close range by flying bullets, and blood and broken uniforms were scattered all over the ground.

"Watch out! Burst in!" The SEAL commander stared closely at every movement a hundred meters away in the binoculars. Behind the heavy concrete gate was the Somali air defense missile launch vehicle.

The continuous low-pitched pistol shooting sounded intensively in two not very deep tunnels. A dozen seals suddenly appeared and shot eleven garrison soldiers and three Somali anti-aircraft missile launch vehicles with close shots. The missile troops were instantly screened, and there was almost no possibility of fighting back. As the elite of the elite of the US military, dealing with non-ground combatants without the slightest mental preparation was easier than exercises.

With the light of tactical flashlights, the two seals swiftly dismantled the launch tube of a Somali air defense missile. The slender v-1fk missile was immediately revealed. It only took less than three minutes. Two specially trained The special seals disassembled the radar guide head of the v-1fk from the heavy projectile with the tools in their hands, and carefully packed it in a tactical backpack.

"Call the king, the power has been obtained." The low voice of the call rang softly in the headset.

"Set up a timed blasting device! Evacuate the dangerous area!" The SEAL commander quickly gave orders while staring at the lens of the telescope. On a small road two hundred meters away, a patrol team of garrison troops was gradually approaching the direction of the col. .