Eagle Sauce: The 055 destroyer was launched into the sea just after the founding of the country?

Time flies by like a white horse.

In a flash, two months passed.

middle East.

At this moment, endless dust and sand filled the sky over the Sinai Peninsula.

The tank group of the 7th Armored Brigade of the Dai Sheng National Defense Force was speeding across the desert, and the tracks made a dull roar as they rolled over the yellow sand.

Commander Moses Dayan stood on the command tower, looking at the position of the Pharaoh army in the distance, with a disdainful sneer on his face.

"Look at these Arabs. Do they think they can stop God's chosen people just by relying on their numbers?"

Dayan said to the adjutant beside him.

"Our ancestors walked this land, and now we want it to be returned to the control of the Hoopoe people!"

The reason why he is so confident is probably due to simple arrogance.

Ever since the Dai Sheng Kingdom launched an attack on the surrounding areas ten days ago.

Along the way, Dai Sheng's national defense forces encountered almost no serious resistance.

These Arabs were so fragile that they could not even withstand a round of artillery fire and fled in panic.

This made Moshe Dayan, who had personally experienced the Battle of Moscow, even lose interest.

In his heart, he also lowered his evaluation of the Arab coalition forces to the lowest level.

soon.

The tank group stopped three kilometers away from the Pharaoh's position.

Through the telescope, Dayan observed the enemy's deployment.

The trenches and bunkers of the Pharaoh army looked disorganized, with soldiers lazily leaning on sandbags and smoking.

This lax discipline made Dayan even more confident that victory was within reach.

"Pass on my order. The first wave of attack will be led by armored units, followed by infantry." Dayan ordered decisively, "Let these Arabs see the strength of the Dai Sheng army."

With an order, dozens of Sherman tanks roared forward.

The tank gunners were eager to show their precise firepower to the enemy.

In their eyes, these Arab troops were like a group of rabble, not worthy of being compared with the elite troops of the Dai Sheng Kingdom.

“Look at their old equipment,” scoffed a young tank driver. “God is on our side. We have the most advanced weapons. This battle will be over soon.”

The first shell whizzed towards the Pharaoh army. The explosion broke the silence of the desert, and yellow sand and smoke rose into the sky!

The Pharaoh's army responded hastily, and their counterattack seemed chaotic and disorderly.

The Soviet-made T-34 tanks attempted to organize a counterattack, but were hit repeatedly by the precise firepower of the Dai Sheng army.

"Push forward!" Dayan ordered. "Don't give them a chance to breathe!"

“We want the whole world to know who this land belongs to!”

After hearing these words, the Dai Sheng soldiers, whose morale was already high after repeated victories, were even more determined to win.

They firmly believed that they were fulfilling a sacred mission - to reclaim the land given to their ancestors by God.

Every shell and every advance brings them one step closer to their goal.

Soon, under the fierce attack of the Dai Sheng armored forces, the defenders of the Pharaoh Kingdom could no longer hold on and began to retreat frantically!

Seeing this scene, an infantry officer of Dai Shengguo directly ridiculed it.

"Look at the panicked look on the Arabs' faces. They don't understand why we are fighting. This is not just a war, it is the reappearance of our destiny!"

The battle went exceptionally smoothly.

The defense line of the Pharaoh army was defeated under the fierce attack of the Hoopoe army.

Those originally arrogant Arab officers were now organizing their retreat in a panic.

The numerical advantage they were proud of seemed so pale and powerless when faced with the excellent equipment and high morale of the Dai Sheng army.

Dayan stood on a high ground and looked at the situation on the battlefield with satisfaction.

The tank group has broken through the main defense line of the Pharaoh army and is pursuing the fleeing enemy.

In the sky, fighter jets of the Dai Sheng Air Force roared past, providing strong support to the ground forces.

"This is the power of God's chosen people," Dayan said proudly. "We have proved with our strength that God's choice is never wrong. This land will eventually return to the hands of its rightful owners."

As night fell, the battle came to an end.

The desert of the Sinai Peninsula is littered with equipment abandoned by the Pharaoh's army.

The soldiers of the Daisheng Kingdom celebrated their victory by the bonfire and recounted their heroic deeds during the day's battle.

There was a gleam of pride in their eyes, as if they saw the dawn of the revival of the Dai Sheng Kingdom.

"Today's victory is just the beginning," Dayan told the assembled officers. "We will continue to advance until all our goals are achieved. Let those who look down on the Dai Sheng Nation see our determination and strength!"

This battle was not only a military victory, but also a manifestation of the national spirit of the Dai Sheng Kingdom.

Every soldier who participated in the battle deeply felt the historical mission he shouldered.

They are not only fighting for their country, but also fulfilling a nation's thousand-year-old wish.

As the last ray of sunlight disappeared over the horizon, peace returned to the Sinai Peninsula.

But a new chapter has been written on this ancient land.

The army of the Dai Sheng Kingdom proved their strength through actions and showed the world the indomitable will of a nation determined to return to its homeland!

however.

Just when Dai Shengguo's troops were still immersed in the fantasy of repeated victories and God's blessing.

What they don't know is.

A cargo ship that has crossed the ocean from thousands of miles away has docked at a port on the Red Sea.

Taking advantage of the thick darkness, a number of military green trucks weighing more than ten tons slowly drove off the freighter and, under the command of the local Arabs, quietly disappeared into the night...