The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Chapter 498 Drone Attack

The war dragged on intermittently for decades, with only one outcome for both sides—either you die or I live.

The Palestinians are dying slowly; they have already lost nearly 80 percent of their land to Israel.

The fate of small countries is never in their own hands.

The destruction of the nation and the extinction of the race are not far off.

The squid soldiers appeared relatively relaxed; in the past, such missions had at most resulted in some civilian protests, with people throwing stones and broken shoes.

We'll use tear gas first, and if that doesn't work, we'll deploy tanks.

The government has imposed a media blackout.

As long as the news doesn't spread, the event doesn't exist.

Isaac, carrying a Galil assault rifle, hid in a forward outpost, keeping watch on the east side.

The radio could be heard intermittently chatting among the squid soldiers, and occasionally someone would tease the woman wearing a black headscarf in the distance.

The weapons and equipment on both sides are so different that it would be difficult for the other side to even get an anti-tank gun.

At most, there were only some rocket launchers and mortars.

Last year, we saw an increase in homemade rockets, with the bodies made of seamless steel pipes and welded with stabilizing delta fins.

But even they themselves didn't know where the rockets would land after launch.

If you want to aim at a certain location, the location being aimed at is actually the safest.

Four armored bulldozers of varying sizes roared as the dilapidated buildings collapsed one after another.

The sound was so loud that it drowned out the noise of tank and infantry fighting vehicle engines.

In a basement about three kilometers away, the two teams had already assembled.

One team consisted of two people each carrying a recently equipped drone.

The other team consisted of only five people, all equipped with AKMs, and one of them was also carrying an RPG.

Habash, carrying an RPG, looked at Sinvar, who was opening his laptop, and said, "Give the order!"

Sinwald released the mouse, pointed to the map, and said, "It's confirmed that there is one Merkava tank, two Hercules armored vehicles, and four armored bulldozers deployed here. These armored vehicles are our main targets for this attack."

He looked at Habash: "Based on past experience, the squid's radar station will always be focused on the direction of the new settlement. I need you to distract the squid on the ground."

The enemy is equipped with heavy firepower. It sounds simple to draw their attention, but in reality, it will most likely result in deaths.

But Habash didn't hesitate at all: "Leave it to us!"

When his daughter died in the bombing of Squid, he held her body and stood in the ruins, roaring: Tel Aviv, I will definitely come!
Location doesn't really matter as long as the squid pays a bloody price.

Sinwald ordered his operators: "Once the ground attack begins, the drones will penetrate at a low altitude of less than 30 meters!"

They didn't have advanced radar. Although the manufacturer said that the radar equipped on the squid couldn't detect such a small target at a height of less than 50 meters, Sinwald demanded even stricter standards for the success of the operation.

This was also a test to determine how future warfare would be organized.

Sinwald assigned initial targets to his drone team, as the situation might change and some instructions would need to be adapted to the circumstances.

His expression turned extremely serious: "Gentlemen, in case of any unforeseen circumstances, we are soldiers belonging to the Kalama Brigade!"

All the equipment worn by the group bore the markings of the Kalama Brigade.

Since Hamas and Fatah completely broke off relations last year, the two sides have become almost hostile.

The latter's weak and non-resistance movement was widely condemned by the former.

Sinwar traveled from the Mediterranean coast to the West Bank, both to test the combat capabilities of his drones and to frame Fatah.

In this region, people have long since fought tooth and nail, with enemies on the other side and also among their own people.

Habash, accompanied by three men, emerged from the basement, navigating the intricate buildings before dispersing to different locations and making their way towards the squid's construction site.

Meanwhile, Sinwald led the drone squad members out of the basement and onto the roof of a nearby three-story building. They first launched reconnaissance drones, and then launched twelve suicide drones.

A dozen or so rotary-wing drones, about thirty meters above the ground, flew toward the squid's deployment area.

Construction is underway over there, and there's a lot of noise coming from there.

Using the abandoned buildings as cover, Habash waved to people he encountered on the road and growled, "Leave! Leave here right now!"

He reached a spot less than 300 meters away.

Squid must have both visible and hidden lookouts; getting too close would easily expose you.

Habash slung his gun over his shoulder, took out his RPG, found a suitable firing spot, and knelt on the ground.

Considering the performance of the replica RPG, he selected the nearest Herrington armored vehicle, took aim briefly, and pulled the trigger.

The rocket launcher flew out, trailing white smoke.

Habash threw down the launcher and ran away with his gun in his arms.

Almost simultaneously, the squid's observation post spotted the rocket and shouted into the radio, "RPG!"

The squid soldiers immediately lay down, and the machine gun turret on the armored vehicle began to rotate.

The rocket arrived in an instant, slamming into the tigress's frontal armor and exploding with a deafening roar.

This armored vehicle uses the chassis and front armor of the Merkava main battle tank. Old-fashioned RPG rockets simply cannot penetrate the front armor.

After the explosion, the armored vehicle's turret completed its rotation and adjustment, and the 30mm Viper autocannon roared.

dong dong dong-

More than a dozen shells hit the area where the rockets were launched from Habash. These dilapidated buildings could not withstand the impact of 30mm high-explosive shells, and a group of houses collapsed directly.

Gunshots rang out.

The sound of AKMs firing in rapid succession came from four different locations.

The squid soldiers immediately returned fire, each taking cover behind cover and raising their replica AK-series Galil assault rifles, firing towards the source of the gunfire.

No one took the initiative to show themselves; they only sought to suppress the situation.

We have tanks and armored vehicles, so there's no need to take any risks.

On the armored bulldozers under construction, the experienced drivers immediately raised their blades to block the way and accelerated backward to temporarily escape the battlefield.

Nearby Merkava tanks spun rapidly, found a firing point, and roared deafeningly.

With a deafening roar, hundreds of meters away, rubble and debris, along with the man's mangled body, flew into the air.

Habash, clutching his AKM, fired several shots at the squids before crouching low and running away.

I had run less than twenty meters when I heard a series of explosions behind me.

The 30mm shells fired by the Viper machine gun blasted the entire wall into a pile of construction debris.

Habash heard a buzzing sound coming from the sky and subconsciously looked up at the sky. Several drones flew over quickly.

He kept walking and waved his arm in the air.

To attract the attention of the squid soldiers, Habash ran a distance away, picked up his AKM, fired an empty magazine in one go, and then turned and ran again.

But this time he wasn't so lucky. He had only run a dozen meters when the Merkava tank's main gun roared.

The shockwave from the explosion came from behind, and Habash was thrown into the air, falling to the ground along with pieces of the collapsed house.

Habash was not dead yet. He looked up at the suicide drone flying rapidly overhead, his eyes filled with fervor.

With his last ounce of strength, he turned his head to the west, his blood-stained eyes fixed on the squid.

Pakistan has never had air power, so the squid's attention is entirely focused on the ground.

The observation post, set up in the shadows, was constantly searching for the gunman hidden in the building.

Until the drone formation approached from low altitude.

From the observation post, the squid-shaped sentry shouted, "Low altitude, 30 meters, drone attack, bearing..."

The armored vehicles' autocannons and the tanks' machine guns were all pointed towards the eastern sky.

Several drones came into view.

Without hesitation, the squid commander aboard the Herring armored vehicle immediately ordered, "All vehicles, retreat to the building immediately!"

Two Hercules tanks and a Merkava tank reversed simultaneously, unleashing a barrage of machine gun and cannon fire.

However, it's too difficult for non-targeted weapons to hit small drones.

The squid soldiers, scattered across the area, temporarily abandoned the gunmen on the ground and turned their attacks on the drones flying overhead.

From a rooftop nearly three kilometers away, Sinwald, watching the live feed from the reconnaissance camera, ordered, "Attack as planned!"

Someone nearby shouted, "Attack!"

A dozen drone operators locked onto their respective targets and, as if playing a video game, operated their drones to launch suicide attacks.

In the squid's defense zone, an infantry lieutenant shouted into the radio, "Tiger, take cover, take cover now!" Two drones swooped down on the Merkava main battle tank from the left and right, clearly aiming to attack from above.

Several soldiers nearby, including the second lieutenant, raised their guns and fired repeatedly into the air.

Merkava main battle tanks were also trying to evade, but drones are the absolute nemesis of ground armored forces and there was no way to escape them.

Rumbling--

Two explosions rang out one after the other, and the Merkava, which was touted as the world's most powerful defense, was ripped open from above.

The turret and engine area caught fire, sending plumes of black smoke billowing into the sky.

The grilled squid is being cooked.

More drones then landed.

explosion!

Explosions kept happening!
Two Hercules armored vehicles, modified from Merkava tank chassis, encountered a nightmare of rappelling.

One of the vehicles had its machine gun turret severely deformed, with a hole in the top, and most of the people inside were lying down.

The other vehicle followed in the Merkava's footsteps, catching fire and burning.

All three armored vehicles were destroyed!

Hundreds of meters away, Habash looked at the plume of smoke rising into the sky and the burning tanks and armored vehicles, a relieved smile appearing on his face, his pupils gradually dilating, as if he had returned to the day of the bombing.

The six-year-old daughter lay in a pool of blood.

"Tel Aviv, do you see this? This is my revenge!"

Habash's breath suddenly went limp, and he fell silent, but the blood flowing beneath him stained his homeland red.

On the rooftop of the three-story building further east, Sinwald saw the armored vehicle that had successfully taken down the squid and clenched his fist in excitement.

He suppressed his excitement and continued to give orders: "Destroy all bulldozers! The remaining aircraft will eliminate the infantry!"

The bulldozers used to demolish houses originally belonging to the Palestinians were all designed with the possibility of being attacked during operation in mind. They were welded with armor on all sides, and even the glass was made of bulletproof material.

But when faced with a suicide drone attack from above, four bulldozers are no different from sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

After four consecutive explosions, the bulldozer, along with its driver, was torn to pieces.

The remaining drones each selected the squid soldier as their target and launched an attack.

With several explosions in succession, several squid soldiers were blown to pieces.

The reconnaissance drones among them also initiated their self-destruct sequence.

On the rooftop of a third-floor building, nearly three kilometers away, Sinwal quickly packed his laptop, slung his bag over his shoulder, and shouted, "Evacuate in all directions according to plan! Be quick!"

A dozen drone teams rushed downstairs and withdrew from different directions, quickly hiding in different villages and towns, and then using various channels to move towards big cities.

Less than twenty minutes later, Apache attack helicopters belonging to the Squid appeared over the attack site.

But the people here have already left.

Ground troops then rushed over and began a search, finding the bodies of two armed men wearing the insignia of the Karamay Brigade.

Of the four soldiers who attracted the squid's attention, two died in the shelling from the armored vehicle.

Some time later, a squid colonel appeared at the explosion site.

He inspected the destroyed armored vehicles one by one, including a Merkava tank and a bulldozer, where flames were still burning.

The squid soldiers dispersed and collected a large number of drone wreckage.

The wreckage was brought to the colonel by a captain and his men.

The colonel inspected them one by one. Although the explosion was powerful enough, some large fragments remained.

The colonel found writing on two of the larger fragments.

He only knew Hebrew and English and was unfamiliar with other languages, so he immediately summoned one of his lieutenants who was fluent in foreign languages.

The lieutenant carefully examined the two fragments, considered for a moment, then took out a cell phone and compared the text on it with the fragments before saying, "Report, this is Korean!"

"Korean language?" The colonel was somewhat surprised and angry that his Korean grandson dared to sell weapons indiscriminately.

The lieutenant confirmed again: "Report, it's definitely Korean!"

The colonel said, "Collect all the drone fragments with text on them. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs is going to have a war of words with those South Korean bastards later."

The major replied, "They won't admit it."

The colonel knew this, of course: "Who would be foolish enough to admit something like this?"

We can only report this to the next level. Ideally, the Premier could intervene and have the son properly educate his grandson.

How dare a grandson's kingdom, established on his son's colony, stand up and cause trouble?

After searching, ground troops brought back the bodies of the dead soldiers, AK-series firearms, and the markings of the Karama Brigade, making the enemy very clear.

The colonel temporarily retreated, but what happens next is not something a single officer can decide.

That evening, on the southeastern coast of the Mediterranean, a speedboat rushed out to sea and arrived at the Sinai Peninsula.

Abbas, who had arrived by boat, met an Arab middleman at a hotel near the Suez Canal.

After a brief discussion, the two sides quickly reached an agreement.

Abbas will order a large number of drones and related accessories from the Arab side.

Gaza is dying a slow death; if it doesn't resist, everyone here will be trapped and die from the squid.

…………

Beverly Hills, Los Angeles, hilltop estate.

In the fountain plaza in front of the villa, Hawke placed a rotary-wing drone on the ground, walked a few steps away, and waved to Erica: "You can take off now."

Erica took the remote control and started the drone.

With its four rotors spinning rapidly, the drone took off smoothly.

Hawke, worried about falling, quickly walked a few steps to the villa's entrance and asked, "How does it compare to the Special Operations Bureau's equipment?"

"Let me try it first." Erica operated the drone, performing maneuvers such as hovering, diving, and hovering, and then directed the drone to fly further away.

Of course, it won't fly out of the manor's boundaries.

The drone completed each command relatively stably.

Erica is currently the deputy director and captain of Team A in the Special Operations Bureau. She has also participated in drone operation training and is very familiar with the performance of the drones equipped by the LAPD.

She controlled the drone to fly back and hover above the square, saying, "In terms of flexibility and timely communication, it's not as good as the model equipped by LAPD."

Hawke echoed this sentiment, saying, "This is their first batch of goods manufactured by contract manufacturers, so it's normal that they're not as good as those produced in the United States."

Erica asked, "Will West Coast Tech become the agent?"

Hawke said, "The distributors in the Americas, of course, are for the civilian version, and there are also a large number of fire protection orders."

The West Coast has registered a drone brand and is selling it throughout the Americas and even Europe. All the goods are manufactured by manufacturers on the other side of the Pacific under their own brands.

"It's sufficient for general civilian tasks," Erica said, as she controlled the drone to land. "And the cost?" she asked.

Hawke simply stated, "On average, it's probably ten to twenty times cheaper per type."

Erica's gaze towards the drone changed. Even though she had never run a business, she knew a thing or two: "It's more than ten times cheaper than American-made drones. This drone is absolutely a perfect product in the civilian market!"

A $100,000 shipment is riddled with defects, while a few thousand dollars' shipment is considered an industrial marvel.

Hawke said, "This batch is mainly for security companies to use as suicide drones."

Erica cautioned, "Don't set off bombs in Los Angeles; it'll be much harder to handle."

“No way.” Hawke smiled. “These high-end business tactics always require choosing the right opportunities and finding someone to take the blame.”

What Hawke didn't know was that people in the tech world across the Pacific had been greatly inspired after carefully studying the Russian spy case on Twitter, and had directly written Korean and Japanese characters on the parts of their homemade drones that they were exporting.

Once the parts are discovered, the victims will definitely turn to the Koreans and Japanese first.

Regardless of whether this is true or false, the Koreans and Japanese will definitely deny it.

But whether the victims will believe it is another matter.

Erica said, "Your company imports a lot of industrial products from the East..."

"It's not just industrial products, but also a lot of daily necessities, such as various LGBTQ-related products from the Matasin Association and the Rights Protection Association." Hawke briefly explained, "Doing import and export trade with them is very profitable. Take drones for example, they can not only be used for taking pictures, but also be promoted in agricultural production, and the market potential is huge."

Erica could easily imagine: "Once their product technology matures further, American products will be completely uncompetitive."

Hawke chuckled: "We'll sell whoever's products make us the most money."

He even considered having a West Coast environmental technology company bring those three-wheeled vehicles to the United States.

(End of this chapter)