Rebirth of the American Tyrant

Chapter 594 Those Who Regret It Are the Most Annoying.

On February 22, on such a rare day, Maozi made a very silly proposal. Surrendering unconditionally is not acceptable, just retreat conditionally, and everyone will pretend that this has never happened.

Nima, it will take 21 days in total to retreat after a one-day ceasefire.

Let's not be right or wrong for the time being, your 21 days, could it be used to move. When you first occupied this place, it only took fourteen hours.

Knowing this wonderful suggestion, the eyes of Kuwait people are all red. Nima, you are really bullying people. Twenty-one days later, what is left of our country? Apart from refugees, I am afraid there is nothing left.

For their anger, Silly Damu chose to turn a blind eye and not hear it. Just when he was very proud, the air strikes that had been lowered by many levels suddenly intensified.

This time, it was much more powerful than the air strike on the first day.

You don't have the ability to fight back anymore, why are the US emperors being polite to you, don't jet planes, propeller planes still carry out their missions.

Yes, you read that right, the A10, this musty old guy waiting in storage, has become a nightmare for armored swarms.

When meeting MiG, this guy might be a bit dangerous, but he also has the ability to fight. When encountering a stupid tank, the accuracy of this product is higher than that of the F16.

Nearly 100,000 tons of bombs and more than 300 missiles of various types. It hit Silly Damu's head like raindrops. The communication that had just been restored for two days was interrupted again, and all frontline troops lost contact.

It is this wave of damage that is far greater than the previous month's loss. Everyone is waiting for negotiations, and the army naturally doesn't pay enough attention to it. I really don't understand, and you didn't sign the agreement, what is the reason for you to be so lax.

Half of the troops at the front were lost, and nearly a quarter at the rear.

No matter how elite an army is in battle, when the loss exceeds half, the army has actually collapsed.

What's more, the so-called elites of Silly Damu are all said by themselves. You are nothing more than an old man next door fighting, the so-called elite is also relative. Don't say that you can't compare with the big rabbit or the US emperor, you are not at the same level as the Gallic rooster.

Silly Damu is crazy, he really didn't expect that the emperor of the United States would be so stinky and shameless. Nima, if you don't talk about it, don't talk about it. Why do you pretend to want to talk about it.

Not satisfied with the conditions?

Can't we still make concessions? This is what it means to ask for prices. I didn't say that I won't let you pay back the money. Well, even if the old man's condition is a bit too much, you won't be able to do it, right?

Nima, my mechanized troops.

Silly Damu was roaring crazily, three unlucky guys had already been killed. The current silly big wood is completely in a state of extreme madness.

Silly Damu's performance is so good, and his troops are not much better. The battle has been fought like this, so what's the use of passive defense? Those ridiculous wooden models are rarely the target of US imperialism. Unless your stuff is too concentrated, people won't even be lazy to throw bombs.

Want to lie to the US emperor's Tomahawk missile?

Hehe, this thing has a high degree of flexibility, and it's not like throwing it out and leaving it alone. You really thought they were all the same as your scud.

Silly Damu regretted it, he knew the situation on the front line very well. Under this level of bombing, his defense lines may be over in one face-to-face meeting.

"Boss, here I am, I will launch an attack at any time, I will confirm it one last time. There will be no major obstacles."

"Don't worry, the bonus they promised is not in my eyes. It is really unnecessary to exchange human life for money. We have assessed this round of bombing here, and at least half of the front line has been lost. In addition, both satellites have passed. If there are changes, you will be notified as soon as possible."

"Okay, boss, I can rest assured. You don't know, I have two thousand oil bottles here, and these local tyrants are here for vacation."

"Hehe, Max, don't worry, they will have a sense of honor when they arrive at their door. This is already the elite of the elite."

"Okay, boss, I'm going to prepare."

This damn war is finally coming to an end. After all, the main target of US imperialism is still Maozi, if the current high price of oil is maintained for a long time. These guys might just come alive.

The bipolar structure has ended in the form of contracts, and you cannot make any restrictions except for some sensitive materials. If the Maozi solved their economic problems, wouldn't they have to die.

Compared with Maozi, Silly Damu is nothing. End the battle as quickly as possible, this is Peanutton's only order.

The war in the desert area has seriously affected the oil production in this area. If there is no way to resume production in the short term, the price of oil may skyrocket.

After the oil well and oil depot were set on fire, although Peanutton was very angry, he was obviously relieved. Silly Damu broke the pot, and he didn't want the US Emperor to get what he couldn't get.

This is the status quo in desert areas. The whole world is an eerie red.

When audiences all over the world watch all this on TV. In addition to shock, I am afraid it is shock.

They discovered that the guy opposite the US emperor was completely crazy. The sand is burning, the tank is burning, and the sea is also burning.

"Tsk tsk, well, Uncle Fu, don't buy the caviar from the Black Sea, buy as much as you can of the ones that are on the market now."

"Well, master, it doesn't seem to have burned to that place."

"It's useless. There are all kinds of harmful substances in a radius of a thousand kilometers. Although it will be neutralized by sea water in the end, it will take many, many years."

For foodies, it doesn't matter if you fight wars, but it's immoral to destroy the environment. This shit is simply inferior to a beast.

Therefore, foodies are the most peace-loving people in the world. The first thing they consider is whether their food will be affected. William White firmly believes that the world is saved by foodies, so eat caviar today.

This stuff is expensive, and William White doesn't like eating out. Because it is expensive, the hotel uses a balance every time it is loaded. It made him feel bad, like he was eating laundry detergent.

It doesn't matter at home, you can eat half and throw away the half. Don't ask why, it's normal for an idle tyrant to do anything.

The war went very smoothly, and it is not very appropriate to say that it was ruined. In fact, on the entire desolate desert plain, everyone is competing for speed.

There is no doubt that the Kuwait, equipped with numerous Bentley SUVs and lightly armored vehicles, is the fastest. When they arrived at the former site of the palace, Silly Damu's soldiers were still looting.

Well, usually, those are the first to die. No matter how important the treasure is, it is not as important as one's own life. Of course, they just ran away, and the possibility of successful escape was very low.

According to post-war statistics, 120,000 people were killed and 200,000 people were captured. Think about it, there are only about 400,000 troops on the front line. Except for those who disappeared, there were only tens of thousands of people who fled back.

Silly Damu's most elite troops fell apart. There is no positional warfare, no street warfare. The scene that appeared in the palace was more like suppressing bandits.

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