Others show their swords, I show my missiles!

In the Omanrek operations room, the tense and heavy atmosphere oppressed everyone's nerves like a physical object.

When the Japanese, those intelligence officers with gloomy faces and a bit of cunning in their eyes, carefully handed over the intelligence they had obtained with great difficulty to the commander of the Omanrik people, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

However, the Omanrik commander, General Durres, did not immediately show trust. His eyes flashed with caution and suspicion.

"Last time," Durres' voice was low and powerful, so flexible, as if every word carried a heavy history, "we simply believed the intelligence from the Plaster Country. They said with certainty that Panlong was an important distribution center for supplies for the People's Liberation Army.

What was the result? We paid the price of several advanced fighter planes to destroy Panlong. But what happened in the end? The impact on the supply of materials in the liberated areas was minimal, like a drop in the ocean. " His tone was full of regret and indignation.

"This time," Durres emphasized, scanning everyone present with a sharp gaze, "we can no longer trust them so easily. We must have our own judgment and our own actions."

"Therefore," Durres continued, with an unquestionable determination in his tone, "we must send our own reconnaissance planes to conduct the most detailed and in-depth reconnaissance of Laohegou and Shaguoyao. Only in this way can we ensure the accuracy of the intelligence and formulate a foolproof combat plan."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a staff officer stood up, his face full of worry and doubt.

"But, General Durres," he said, his voice trembling, "the People's Liberation Army has already found a way to deal with our reconnaissance aircraft. If we do this, we will inevitably face the loss of reconnaissance aircraft and pilots. Especially pilots, they are the treasures of the country. The cost of training a qualified pilot is almost equivalent to the same weight of gold!"

The staff officer's words were like a bucket of cold water, poured on the hearts of everyone present.

But Durres did not waver, his eyes became more determined.

"There are always casualties in war!" Durres said sternly, "If we don't conduct reconnaissance and understand the enemy's movements and layout, our army will face greater losses in future battles. That's not just the loss of fighter planes and pilots, but the loss of the entire battle!

Moreover, the decision to send more troops to China has been approved by Congress. Sooner or later, this war will get bigger and bigger!

If the liberated areas were allowed to develop, given their technological leadership, they would become the world's hegemon within two years.

This is something no powerful country wants to see.

Don't worry, we are not fighting alone. England's historical Royal Rifle Regiment, Royal Heavy Tank Battalion and Gloucestershire Regiment will all come to China.

In addition, there is a division wearing a high hat, and I heard that Sarkisian will also send a battalion. After that, there will be a steady stream of foreign troops joining our ranks.

Even Xiong Da, who has a different ideology from us, is willing to break away from the liberated areas and join our ranks. "

In the dim operations room, the light made Durres' face look particularly resolute. His eyes moved repeatedly on the map, as if every jump of his eyes was a profound analysis of the battlefield situation.

The room was filled with a tense and solemn atmosphere. Only the ticking of the wall clock and the occasional hum of the night breeze outside the window broke the silence.

Durres' heart was like surging waves, with various strategies and possible outcomes quickly intertwining and colliding in his mind.

He knew very well that this decision not only affected the direction of the war, but also directly affected the safety of countless lives.

His fingers tapped unconsciously on the table, and each touch seemed to weigh the weight of each option.

"Send another five Blackbird reconnaissance planes, two to conduct reconnaissance in northeastern Shanxi, and then launch a full-scale bombing of northeastern Shanxi; three to rush to Handan..." He muttered to himself. This decision was not made easily.

Durres knew very well that although the reconnaissance operation seemed simple, it was actually very thrilling. If he was not careful, the entire operation might be exposed to the enemy.

But he knew better that only by taking the initiative could he disrupt the opponent's deployment and gain the initiative for subsequent military operations.

He closed his eyes, and the vast and complex terrain of northeastern Shanxi and the distribution map of the liberated area's air defense forces emerged in his mind.

He knew that although the defense there was strong, it also had its weaknesses. Through fierce bombing, not only could the enemy's combat effectiveness be weakened, but more importantly, the main air defense forces of the liberated areas could be attracted and pinned down, creating favorable conditions for subsequent more critical operations.

As for the three reconnaissance planes flying to Handan, they were chess pieces he had carefully placed.

Durres knew very well that Laohegou and Shaguoyao might be hiding a heavily armed ace unit of the People's Liberation Army. If he could grasp their movements and give them a powerful blow, it would be like strangling the enemy's throat.

This strategy not only reflects his prudence and foresight, but also reveals his extreme desire for and utilization of battlefield information.

Before making the final decision, Durres took a deep breath and calmed himself.

He understood that as the commander of Omanrek, every decision he made had to be as firm as a rock and not allow for the slightest wavering.

His characteristic, as others have said, is that he is foolproof. Every detail is carefully considered to minimize the risk, and the probability of success is therefore greatly increased.

When Durres opened his eyes again, his look had become unusually firm.

He slowly stood up and gave instructions to the staff around him, and every word revealed his unquestionable determination. At this moment, he seemed to have seen the dawn of victory, slowly illuminating the land ravaged by war.

"Five more Blackbird reconnaissance planes will be dispatched from Shenyang Airport. Two of them will conduct reconnaissance in northeastern Shanxi. After the reconnaissance, fighters and bombers will be dispatched to fiercely bomb key targets in northeastern Shanxi to attract the air defense forces of the liberated areas. The other three will first fly secretly to Handan and conduct reconnaissance in Laohegou and Shaguoyao two days later."

On the blue and vast skyline, Russia's Manrek's high-altitude, high-speed reconnaissance aircraft shuttled through the sky with its unique posture, but it was slightly inferior to our army's advanced and extraordinary unmanned high-altitude, high-speed reconnaissance aircraft.

The gap between the two is like the contrast between the brightest star in the night sky and the surrounding stars, clear and profound.

The main difference lies in the control method.

Omanrek's reconnaissance aircraft still relies on brave and fearless pilots to fly it personally. This reliance on manpower undoubtedly adds a bit of tragedy to the cruel stage of modern warfare.

Our military’s drones are like calm hunters. They can fly among the clouds without risking their flesh and blood, relying only on precise commands and intelligent navigation.

This means that at critical moments, our army can decisively abandon drones in exchange for advantages, while the Russian side needs to weigh the safety of pilots' lives.

At an altitude of 30,000 meters, skydiving becomes an almost impossible task, and the fragility and preciousness of life are infinitely magnified at this moment.

Furthermore, our military's unmanned reconnaissance aircraft not only have excellent reconnaissance capabilities, but also have strong attack potential.

In particular, Li's modified masterpiece has an astonishing bomb capacity of 10 tons, like a fully armed soldier who can not only see through the slightest details, but also quickly convert into destructive power.

This design allows for seamless connection between reconnaissance and strikes. Once a target is discovered, a precise strike can be immediately carried out, greatly improving combat efficiency.

In contrast, Russia's reconnaissance aircraft is like a lame messenger that can only transmit information but cannot personally enforce sanctions. It can only rely on subsequent fighters and bombers to complete the strike mission, which undoubtedly loses out in speed and flexibility.

For this reason, when our military radar detected the Russian reconnaissance plane, it did not rush to use heavy weapons such as anti-aircraft missiles.

After all, these reconnaissance aircraft will not pose a direct threat to our army, and for this type of reconnaissance aircraft, the successful interception rate of air defense missiles is not high, and it may expose important positions of our air defense system, which is not worth the loss.

So we chose a more cautious strategy and wait for the opportunity.

After Omanrek's reconnaissance plane flew back and forth seven times in a swaggering manner over northeastern Shanxi, the fighter-bombers and fighter planes that followed closely behind launched a fierce and comprehensive attack on our positions like a violent storm.

Our army no longer hesitated, and anti-aircraft missiles poured out like raindrops, engaging in a fierce battle with enemy aircraft in the air. In the end, both sides paid a heavy price, which shows how brutal the battle was.