Chapter 1210: The plane that was just about to be sold was hit?

Chapter 1210: The plane that was just about to be sold was hit?

Raman was holding a piece of beef in his hand, yes, he was holding it with his left hand, as he usually used his right hand for other things. His eyes were fixed on the screen, even though there was no movement on the screen.

"Mr. Raman, don't be nervous, please enjoy your meal." Louis smiled confidently, "After the start, we will have our special camera, you will not miss any wonderful scenes, including the actions of the fighter planes in the air."

This time, Gallic Rooster invested a lot of money and used all kinds of filming equipment.

These were not specifically for Raman to watch, but were materials they had prepared and would be used as promotional films in the future.

At the same time, on the Gaul-class Diablo aircraft carrier.

In order to cooperate, their fleet commander Arthurs specially came to the aircraft carrier from the command ship, and there was also a group of military reporters.

Arthur stood in the cabin with his hands on his hips, looking at the busy people on the deck with disgust on his face: "Those idiots, they turned a serious war into a show, don't they know how powerful the University of East China is now?"

"General, this is not a stupid show." A fifty-something officer with a star on his shoulder walked out from behind Asics. "This is a necessary means of propaganda. The world is changing. The country unanimously believes that this is a great opportunity for us to rise. Most of the fighter planes shot down by the University of Tokyo were Eagle models. You should know this."

This guy is called Dai Mengde, a civilian affiliated with the Propaganda Department of the Gallic Army. He has never been on the battlefield, but because of his connections and his talent in propaganda, he climbed all the way to the position of general, only one level lower than the fleet commander Arthurs.

Dai Mengde was one of the idiots that Asics just called out.

"You use war as a stage for performance just for business?" ASICS was still furious. "If the Rafale attacks and provokes the anger of the University of Tokyo, who will clean up the mess?"

As a commander, Arthur undoubtedly understands war better than politicians.

After his fleet arrived, although it did not launch a direct attack, he saw British fighter planes being shot down.

Although the two sides have now ceased fire, Arthurs is very suspicious whether this ceasefire is due to the arrival of his fleet.

"Impossible!" Dai Mengde smiled and said, "Please order your soldiers to remain restrained and keep the flight path. Dongda will not attack because of such a flight. Our purpose is just to take pictures and show the performance of the Rafale fighter."

"Bullshit, how can we guarantee that the East will be able to restrain itself?" Arthurs said angrily, "Why do we have to come to the battlefield to demonstrate our capabilities when we can't do it anywhere else?"

"General, this is an order from the Ministry of National Defense. I hope you can understand that a demonstration on the battlefield will be more convincing, isn't it?" Dai Mengde simply brought up the superior agency to suppress ASICS.

They all had a beautiful idea, which was to shoot on the battlefield and bet that the Northeast University would not send out fighter planes after the ceasefire.

Their fleet was already located at the side and rear, and was like a plundering formation next to the British fleet, so they naively believed that as long as they exercised a little restraint, there would be no major problems.

Moreover, if the fighter jets of the Eastern University do not take off, they can add a record to the data at that time - Rafale attacked and the fighter jets of the Eastern University did not dare to fight.

This will certainly make the persuasiveness stronger.

Arthur remained silent and stopped talking.

As a fleet commander, Arthur was well aware of the danger of this operation, so after the fleet arrived at the designated sea area, he was inevitably a little nervous as he had not been in combat for a long time.

The complaint just now was actually his way of relieving tension. Otherwise, if there was an order, he would not have argued with Dai Mengde, which was useless.

"General, we are ready here, you can give the order." Dai Mengde received the notice from his subordinates and then informed ASICS.

Asics was still the commander, and Dai Mengde had no authority to give any orders to the fleet.

Arthur silently grabbed the communicator: "This is Arthur, order the No. 1 to No. 6 aircraft of the Second Squadron to prepare to take off and perform the mission, and the early warning aircraft to take off at the same time..."

The order was brief. In fact, the detailed mission plan had already been conveyed to the pilots and the squadron captain. Who would take off and what to do after takeoff were all very clear. Asics was just a tool.

Seven aircraft may seem a little few, but for ASICS, it is a lot.

His aircraft carriers are not as powerful as other countries' aircraft carriers, and the Rafale aircraft carriers were only deployed not long ago and there are not many of them.

A Rafale fighter jet costs 2.5 million US dollars. If you don't count the early warning aircraft, the Gallic Chickens have sent out equipment worth 15 billion US dollars at once this time. Otherwise, why do people say that war is a waste of money?

The restaurant where Louis treated us.

"Hey, Mr. Raman, look, our fighter jets have taken off, six of them, not a lot." Louis excitedly reminded Raman when he saw the scene change.

Because the picture remained still for a long time, Raman was concentrating on eating at Louis's reminder, and his left hand was covered with grease.

"Has it started?" Raman sucked his fingers habitually and picked up a napkin to wipe his left hand. He never wiped his right hand. "It looks very impressive, but I don't know how it will perform in actual combat."

"Mr. Raman, do you think there is still a chance for actual combat today?" Louis, who knew all the military arrangements, said confidently, "I can guarantee that no fighter jets from the East China University will take off. They dare not. Our Rafale fighter jets are no longer a secret."

He just took advantage of Raman not being able to see the overall picture of the sea, so he could brag as much as he wanted.

On the actual battlefield, the two fleets were hundreds of nautical miles apart and could not be seen by the naked eye. Unless Raman deliberately played the radar images, he would be blind.

What's more, whether it's Gaul or Britain, their shipborne radars are shit and their detection capabilities are far worse than ours.

"Look, our fighter jets have already flown over the waters controlled by the University of the East. Isn't there nothing there now?" Louis boasted.

"Indeed... the Rafale fighter is pretty good." Raman watched the plane perform various tactical moves. He nodded with satisfaction, not knowing why. "I think with these, I can make them decide to buy the Rafale fighter after I return home."

"Smart choice!" Louis was very happy and asked, "I hope Mr. Raman can tell me an approximate number. I want to know this before the formal negotiations. You know, we are not the ones who will conduct the final negotiations."

"Haha, I understand!" Raman laughed and gave Louis an "I understand" expression. After a two-second pause, he said, "It's useless for me to tell you the exact number. I just know that our military's initial intention is more than 40."

Big deal, absolutely big deal.

It seems that the third brother was stimulated. Although there was no old immortal in power, the third brother also spent a lot of money.

This is not just a simple business worth tens of billions, it also involves a series of businesses such as post-maintenance etc.

"Haha, I wish us a pleasant cooperation!" When Louis learned the number, he stood up happily and raised his glass.

Raman also stood up and raised his glass, ready to celebrate.

At this moment, the scene suddenly changed and several missiles came in from outer space.

The six coquettish Gusts hurriedly evaded, but... it was of no use.

boom!

The fighter plane began to emit smoke in the picture...

Louis was dumbfounded: The plane I was just about to buy was shot down?