Great Power Industry: You're a private company building an aircraft carrier?

Headquarters of the 2nd Marine Division.

"It really was a drone. How could something be so powerful?" Now that British armored units had been attacked for the second time, they could finally confirm it: the culprit was a drone!

"This thing shouldn't be very powerful. It can't blow through the main armor of a tank, so it can only reach the engine or launch an attack while refueling," Hornek said. "Currently, we have summarized three main plans."

"Say!"

“First, we should send field air defense forces to accompany and protect them,” Honneke said.

"Field air defense? What field air defense capabilities do we have?"

The Americans have never taken air defense seriously. After all, when ground troops are deployed, the sky already belongs to the United States, and no enemy aircraft will come over. If one comes, it will be shot down.

In this situation, U.S. ground forces do not need to worry about threats overhead, so there is naturally no need for them to develop various field air defense weapons.

"Avengers!"

Davis only realized what was going on after hearing his subordinate say that.

Yes, they do exist.

Back then, the famous Stinger anti-aircraft missile was unveiled, and the Americans were very satisfied. They not only shoulder-launched it, but also used it on other vehicle chassis. In 1989, Boeing installed two quadruple Stinger missile launchers on the Humvee and launched the M1097 Avenger field air defense system, which became the main field air defense force.

The Americans are the only ones in the world using the Humvee chassis for field air defense.

Davis nodded: "So how many do we have on hand?"

There are fifty vehicles.

"Yes, that's enough. Send these vehicles out!"

Honeck was taken aback. "You don't want to hear about the second and third options?"

"We've already wasted time. We must take Basra as soon as possible, or people will laugh at our fourth-rate troops!"

Most countries have an army, navy, and air force. The U.S. military created a separate Marine Corps, which has historical reasons.

Back then, the air force was subordinate to the army, also known as the army aviation. Later, in order to weaken the army's strength, the navy suggested that the air force be separated and established as a separate force.

The army was furious, so they suggested separating the Marine Corps. Since the army can't go to the air, the navy can't go ashore either!

When the Marine Corps became independent, it had to be allocated resources separately. This caused the Army, Navy, and Air Force to object, giving the Marine Corps the least amount of resources. As a result, the Marine Corps became a fourth-class citizen.

They were naturally unbalanced, so they had to make a name for themselves on the battlefield and let others know the strength of their fourth-class status!

The Marines charged the fastest and even secured the mission to advance into Basra. If they delay any longer, they'll become a laughingstock. As for the other two options... they certainly won't be as fast as the first one!

Hummers are highly mobile and can get there to provide support in an hour or two!

It was 10 p.m.

The 1st Armored Battalion of the 2nd Marine Division, which had stopped long ago, finally saw the Avengers. Seeing the vehicles guarding their perimeter, Battalion Commander Bradford finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Pass on the order: refuel immediately! Once refueling is complete, continue forward!"

The M1 tank consumes far more fuel than the Challenger, but because the Challenger tank had an accident during refueling, they dared not refuel and waited.

Because the tanks weren't running, the air conditioning was useless, and the tank crews were drenched in sweat. Even the water hoses wrapped around their bodies weren't enough to cool them down. During the day, they could only hide under the tanks to avoid the scorching sun, but now they could finally lie down anywhere.

That's right, it's a water pipe.

The M1 tank was never designed for tropical warfare. It was designed to be used in the American and European theaters, where it is not very hot. The tank does not even have air conditioning!

Later, with further modifications, air conditioning was installed to facilitate the heat dissipation of a large number of electronic devices. That's right, it was for the electronic devices. In their eyes, human life was worthless!

Beside one of the tanks, Commander Curtis glanced at his men: "Rodney, Park Ji-sung, you two go and give them your all!"

"Yes!"

Rodney was a tall Black man, while Park Ji-sung was yellow-skinned with black eyes and not very tall.

In their crew, Rodney was originally the loader, but after Park Ji-sung joined, Rodney took the position of gunner, and the weakling Park Ji-sung became the loader.

Now, although Park Ji-sung was drenched in sweat and almost exhausted, he still had to carry out the order immediately, because he knew that any hesitation would mean...

The two men approached the M1 tank, opened the refueling port, and then saw the refueling truck parked about 30 meters away, next to another tank.

"Go, Park Ji-sung, bring the gas pump over here!"

One refueling truck can refuel four tanks at the same time, depending on the distance, requiring different lengths of refueling hoses.

Even a rubber hose, over thirty meters long, would be extremely heavy, not to mention the steel wire inside.

“Mr. Rodney, according to regulations, gas pumps are always used by two people… Ouch!”

Before he could finish speaking, Rodney raised his big foot and kicked him hard in the buttocks, causing him to stumble and fall onto the sand.

"Damn it, you dare disobey orders? Believe me or not, I'll kill you!"

In the darkness, Rodney's fierce gaze truly seemed capable of killing.

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away!"

"Hmph, those yellow-skinned monkeys are just despicable!" Rodney cursed, then sat down to continue resting.

A few minutes later, Park Ji-sung was soaked to the bone and his face was deathly pale. After he put the gas hose to the gas nozzle, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

"Damn it, Park Ji-sung, how dare you slack off? Get up now!"

"I...I can't get up...Ouch!"

Rodney raised his big foot again and kicked Park Ji-sung hard in the stomach.

"Get up, get up!"

Park Ji-sung screamed repeatedly, attracting the attention of those around him, who pointed and whispered among themselves.

"Hey Rodney, haven't you eaten?"

"Go Rodney!"

Park Ji-sung's vision went black, and he fainted. A thought unconsciously surfaced in his mind.

Is it really the right thing to join the military here in order to join the United States, get a green card, and become a soldier?

Splash! A basin of water was poured on his head, and Park Ji-sung woke up, seemingly not feeling so hot anymore.

"Get up, we should go!" came the conductor's cold voice.

"Yes, sir!" Park Ji-sung stood up. It was all out of habit; with the American military, it had become a conditioned reflex. Any disobedience would mean being forced to lift artillery shells or roll tires…