"The long history of the two worlds is exactly the same", this idea may not be correct, but now Long Yun can't control that much.

It just ended a time travel back to reality, and it was meaningless to continue to stay in Sukhna. So it is more important to deal with the troubles of the real world first. If you don’t try to return to 3rd_ihfs quickly, there is no way to talk about whether you continue fighting or report your safety to your lover.

OK, but in this situation, how can we return to the base?

After wandering around in the backyard of the hotel with dazzling sunshine and deserted sun, the confused feeling left in my mind had been blown away by the cold wind. Long Yun freed his thoughts from the leisurely life of the "Birch Forest Rehabilitation Area" and entered a state of facing reality. He also remembered that in the real world last night, he had a conversation with a major garrison stationed in Sukhna, and made up his mind to stay in this small town, waiting for Damascus to launch a ground offensive, and then see if he could take the opportunity to cross the Fire and return to Iraq.

There would be such an idea that Long Yun is actually very self-aware. He did not imagine himself as an invulnerable suicide squadron.

After experiencing the heavy baptism of the war, Long Yun knew very well that the original appearance of the war was completely different from the refreshing battle in the sky. The intensity and cruelty of the ground war were much higher, so he felt that this temporary plan was the only feasible option. Even if it was still a bit risky, it was much safer than charging with the government soldiers who were attacking head-on.

Since he had decided on the plan, Long Yun immediately started preparing.

After sleeping for a long time, he felt that his physical strength had recovered almost. Long Yun walked out of the hotel with the temporary certificate signed by the major. He first found a lieutenant officer from the independent battalion and asked who had the highest rank here. The words were really effective if the government major was. After receiving a positive answer, he took a car to the independent battalion command center.

Sitting in the old pickup truck with the engine roaring and the parts were creaking, I observed the small Syrian town bathed in the cold sunshine of early winter. In the morning, when small vendors and handicraftsmen opened their doors, the scene on the street looked much more lively than last night. But even so, just look at the lack of food and other goods on the street stalls, and you will know that the Damascus regime is still in a worrying situation. Long Yun remembers that the Syrian civil war broke out for only a few months. I really don’t know what this country would become if it lasts forever.

"War is an opportunity for soldiers, and it is always a disaster for civilians." Unconsciously, Long Yun touched the Bereta pistol in his arms and wrapped the warm cotton jacket tightly again. He now had a deep feeling about this sentence, although he was just witnessing it as an observer.

The troubles are so complicated, but when it comes to dealing with them, they can only come one by one. Long Yun, who ran to the government command, found the major busy at his desk without much effort. The information from his consciousness spy showed that this government commander who had received some Western education and trained under Russian instructors was quite talented and knowledgeable. Although Long Yun doubted whether he could give full play to his full potential in such a chaotic battlefield with chaotic situations.

"Ah. Mr. Pilot,—why, you didn't take the truck to Holmes? Did you encounter any difficulties, friend?"

"No, Mr. Major, I have a good rest here."

While speaking, he glanced at the situation in the office. He also told Long Yun that the major had just received a combat plan issued by the regiment headquarters and had just thought about how to deploy it on the map. "Actually, I came today, about some suggestions you gave yesterday, which is how to quickly return to the liberated areas controlled by the Iraqi New Party; compared with returning to the garrisons through many countries, I now have another basic plan..."

Through superpowers, he knew that the Syrian government forces' offensive was right in front of him. Long Yun felt relieved. After a long period of recuperation in the parallel world, his mental state has basically recovered and he can act immediately. As for the recovery of physical fitness, it will be almost done if he rests for another day.

In order to return to Abu Kamal as soon as possible, he naturally hopes that the Damascus offensive will come as soon as possible.

With the unfavorable superpowers as a prelude, he chatted with the major in the office for a while. Long Yun made the bearded man accept his plan without any effort. This is very important. Otherwise, no matter how bold he is, he would not be able to run wildly through the Liberal-controlled area. This matter must require the assistance of the Syrian government.

“——Oh, haha!

OK, OK, I think you, the pilot, are quite smart, this method must be fine."

After hearing Long Yun's explanation, he was actually brainwashed by consciousness. Long Yun, who was concerned about side effects, did not dare to completely manipulate the major's consciousness, but made the major happily recognize his action plan.

While speaking, he also learned from the major who knew everything that a large-scale storm was coming, and the government forces were naturally ready to take advantage of this favorable condition to launch a sudden attack on the Liberal positions before dawn tomorrow, preparing to advance eastward in one breath and defeat the ground defense line deployed by the rebels in the south of Deirzur.

The reason why Damascus chose to launch an attack when the sandstorm was about to come was obviously that Damascus also had its own overall considerations, because it suffered a great loss in the previous civil war and was seriously damaged. There were no few fighter planes left in the SRAF, and it was completely impossible to provide air support to the government ground forces. It was difficult to even defend air supremacy. Therefore, the Syrians chose the offensive when bad weather was about to rise. This was both unexpected and helpless.

After understanding the time and method of the offensive, he simply investigated the major's combat deployment and thought for a moment of cramming Long Yun, who was completely amateur on the ground war, and then asked for another rebel deployment information map of Sukhna. He felt that it was not suitable to take up too much time at this time, so he quickly said hello and left.

Facts have proved that the effect of consciousness penetration is indeed quite powerful. The major with rich command experience did not question at all. Why did he, a nata pilot who should only know how to fly aircraft, intervened in ground battles and insisted on crossing the line of fire to return to Iraq; before leaving, the major also deliberately asked the deputy battalion commander to instruct his subordinates to find three experienced and tactical combatants, one of which was the intelligence officer named Imran Alayi, was also a backbone of the battalion reconnaissance company, and soon formed a strong lineup of special operations for him.

Originally, he wanted to venture across Fire alone, but considering that this was not practical, Long Yun had this intention, but now he would accept it without hesitation. He asked intelligence officer Imran to prepare several sets of Liberal Army uniforms, standard weapons and other props, and then pulled two other guys to study the action plan together, and by the way, he just happened to verify whether his Arabic special training was effective.

Speaking of specific ground special operations, Long Yun knew that he was completely amateur, so he formulated a CrossFire plan. It was absolutely impossible to think about it himself. He had to let these veterans of the battle-prone government army in front of him review the corrective action so that he would not make some low-level mistakes.

Of course, the plan was to pretend to be a Syrian Liberal officer, Long Yun's appearance was not a problem. As long as he had some fake beards, it would be almost the same. As for the troublesome Arabic, he tried to talk to the Syrian soldiers in front of him for a while, and soon found that the results of the assault training in the past few days could only be said to be average. If he had not consciously spyed, he knew very well what these companions were expressing. He really didn't understand them very well, nor would he speak these difficult-to-mouthed Syrian dialects.

Of course, now he has super powers in hand, so it’s okay to say that language or something. Now he just needs to learn the same accent and don’t easily expose himself in a place with many eyes.

"So, Mr. Red Dragon, we will set out together to cross the front line in the early morning tomorrow?"

At noon that day, Imran Alayi, who had made relevant preparations, met in a spacious building. Several people sat around the table to have dinner. The smart intelligence officer with a medium figure and dark skin asked Long Yun.

Hearing this slowness, there were some extra pauses in Arabic. Long Yun knew that the intelligence officer in front of him was worried about his Arabic level and deliberately slowed down his speech speed for him to understand and compare. In fact, this response was not necessary for him. What he should practice most now is pronunciation and short sentences, so he also answered directly in the rather unfamiliar Arabic.

Knowing that the three people in front of him were completely reliable, they were a team that could fight tough battles. Long Yun tilted his head and looked around, and his words were very simple:

"Yes. We set out after the attack was launched and took advantage of the chaos to pass through the rebels' controlled area; try to avoid fighting and get away with it. As long as we persist in the Iraqi Liberated Area, the next thing will be easier."

"I understand, then, let's discuss the action plan in the afternoon and make all preparations."

After lunch, I checked all the required equipment and weapons lists, and a heart-wrenching air defense alarm sounded in my ears. Long Yun said goodbye to Imran and others for a while, and took the worn pickup truck when he came back to the hotel to rest, preparing for the CrossFire battle that was uncertain the next day.
Chapter completed!