Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Chapter 1150: Use money to attack!

Du Weiguo stayed in the bloody land of Machin for a total of three days and had a lot of fun.

During this period, in addition to slaughtering more than a thousand thugs and helping Liao Shana to take the throne in public, he also repelled a group of official regular troops of the industry.

It is about the size of a reinforced regiment, an all-Soviet motorized infantry regiment, and should be the industry's most valuable treasure.

This troop came from Samud and should have been dispatched urgently by the government, hoping to take the opportunity to recapture Machina.

Du Weiguo did not kill indiscriminately this time. He just killed a few officers from a distance and successfully scared them away.

After all, they are regular troops with relatively strong fighting will, and they are also the most elite motorized reinforced regiment with heavy weapons and fierce firepower.

Therefore, at the beginning they did not retreat without a fight, but fought to the death.

Vehicle-mounted rocket launchers, self-propelled howitzers, cannons, mortars, covering bombing, infantry and vehicle coordination, and armored vehicle cover and alternating charges.

Anyway, all the weapons and tactics that could be used were used at once, and there was a lot of bombardment.

In the end, the explosion was in vain. The overwhelming artillery fire didn't even touch Du Weiguo.

However, all the commanders who ordered the attack were shot in the head without exception. Even if they hid in an armored vehicle, they could not defend against the elusive carved bullets.

The Soviet-made wheeled armored vehicle, with its 15 mm thick special steel armor, was as fragile as paper in front of the carved bullets.

It’s still the old saying, if you want to do your work well, you must first sharpen your tools!

Finally, when the commander-in-chief also had his head smashed, the deputy commander who was appointed to take charge of the situation was so frightened that he was on the verge of collapse.

As soon as he took over the command, he ordered the troops to retreat more than ten kilometers at a rapid speed, and then reported this information to Sana'a with trepidation.

The unfortunate deputy commander reported at the time that the troops were suspected of having encountered sniper fire from at least one platoon of sharpshooters.

Moreover, these skilled shooters are equipped with incredibly advanced sniper rifles, which are suspected to be equipped with infrared perspective sights and special armor-piercing bullets.

This is the only hypothesis that can make sense based on his knowledge.

Naturally, there were many knowledgeable people among Sana'a's senior officials. They immediately realized the terrifying existence of Du Weiguo, a monster.

The evil spirit is now covering this damn lawless place of Machinna.

Of course, after receiving this news, the top leaders in Sanaa were also shocked and immediately ordered a withdrawal.

You know, not long ago, Du Weiguo had just caused a big fuss in Moscow, and in the end the Russian Minister of Internal Affairs was forced to commit suicide, which was a reluctant end to his career.

This is the Russian bear, a hegemonic superpower, and yet he dares to wage war so recklessly.

  Can't he do whatever he wants to a small country like Yemen with a narrow territory and weak population?

Afterwards, Macinna was able to successfully achieve autonomy, of course, also because of Du Weiguo's move this time.

The overall territory of Yemen is an irregular long strip running from east to west, and the total area is not very large.

The maximum distance between the east and west ends is only more than 600 kilometers. It is possible to climb out in 3 days.

Miss Hu, who had already joined Gibson and rushed to Muha Port to block the way, urged them again and again on the radio every day.

Although he hadn't had enough fun, Du Weiguo had to leave in disappointment.

  So, how long will it take Du Weiguo to get there, given the distance of about 400 kilometers from Macinna to Muha Port?

The answer is 15 minutes, which is equivalent to a speed of more than 1200 miles per hour, which is basically the same as the speed of sound.

Of course Du Weiguo would not be so foolish as to run for his life just relying on his own legs to travel. Instead, he used the magical power of teleportation to travel.

First, teleport to a height of several thousand meters in the direction of the sky, and then use your extraordinary vision to look far away and roughly determine the direction.

The next moment, Du Weiguo's figure appeared like a ghost more than ten kilometers away, repeating this process repeatedly, naturally as fast as lightning.

Of course, although this extreme way of traveling is fast, it also has some disadvantages, namely that it is extremely energy-consuming.

Even though Du Weiguo's physical condition has improved by leaps and bounds, he still finds it a little bit overwhelmed.

In order to maintain peak physical condition at all times, Du Weiguo had to stop to rest for a while, eat and drink something, and recover his strength slightly after traveling 200 kilometers.

Otherwise, if he kept teleporting all the way, Du Weiguo could compress the travel time to a few minutes, or even within a minute.

It really is like traveling thousands of miles in a blink of an eye, as if I were a banished immortal.

The Bab el-Mandeb Strait, the Gulf of Aden, and the port of Mocha across the sea from North Africa.

This is a relatively narrow place in the bay, with the sea surface only a few nautical miles wide. Those with better physical strength can even swim across by themselves.

In fact, the narrowest place in the Bab el-Mandeb Strait is Falaha Island, where the width of the sea surface is less than 2 nautical miles.

However, the water in that sea area is fast-flowing and full of underwater reefs, making it extremely dangerous for both sailing and swimming.

To the west of Muha Port, there is the Russian Naval Base.

Now is the heyday of the Russian bear. They have hundreds of military bases in nearly 50 countries around the world, and the Mukha Naval Base is one of them.

"Mr. Wesley, we have deployed two destroyers, two submarines, and six small patrol boats in the Gulf of Aden, completely blocking the entire sea route.

It is certain that no surface or underwater vehicle has passed through the Bab el-Mandeb Strait in the past 78 hours."

At this moment, the person reporting to Du Weiguo was Sergei from the KGB who rushed over from Moscow overnight.

Thanks to Du Weiguo's favor, Sergei's career has been very successful in the past two years, with promotions and salary increases like a rocket.

Currently, he holds the high position of deputy director of the 13th Department of the KGB Main Directorate, and his status is second only to Natasha.

Hearing Sergei's firm assurance, Du Weiguo's face suddenly darkened and his brows were tightly furrowed.

One has to admit that Nikonov really did what he wanted this time, and the Russian bear also gave him enough face.

They actually mobilized destroyers to cooperate with submarines and patrol boats to jointly blockade the Gulf of Aden. This is like using anti-aircraft guns to kill mosquitoes and a serious waste of resources.

The submarine's radar sonar has a range of at least 150 kilometers, while the destroyer's phase-matrix radar has a detection range of up to 300 kilometers, no less.

Two destroyers, two submarines, and six missile patrol boats can seal off not only the Bab el-Mandeb Strait, but also most of the Red Sea tightly and airtightly.

That's why Sergey is so confident.

The current situation is that Reynald, Marsar and others have not left the Yemen, at least not through the Bab el-Mandeb Strait, nor have they returned to Machina.

So the question is, where did they go?

"Sergey, what is the length of the sea area you blockaded? Does it cover the northern coast of Mukha Port?"

  Sergei replied without hesitation:

“Yes, Mr. Wesley, we have blocked the entire coast of Yemen, from the Farasan Islands in the north to the Gulf of Aden in the south, a total of about 500 nautical miles.

In addition, we have also informed the Riyadh (Saudi) authorities, and they have also sent all their warships to seal off the coast from Jeddah Port to Farasan.”

When saying this, Sergei's tone was slightly arrogant.

Indeed, from Jeddah (Saudi Arabia) to the Gulf of Aden, it is equivalent to cutting off half of the Red Sea. This is the power of the Russian bear now.

He looks down upon the world and everyone obeys his orders.

However, upon hearing this, Du Weiguo's face became even darker.

  Damn it, since the blockade is so tight that even a bird can hardly get across, where are Leonard and the others now?

The murderous spirit in Du Weiguo's body rose up involuntarily. He had killed countless people in Machin recently, and a huge amount of hostility had accumulated in his chest. He was on the verge of losing control.

  His voice couldn't help but become cold:

"Sergei, what about Mukha? Have you sent anyone to search? Have you found any suspicious people?"

Du Weiguo's murderous aura has now materialized, like a kind of ice and snow power. Sergei suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his teeth chattering and he couldn't utter a word.

At the critical moment, it was Miss Hu who stood up and stood in front of Sergei despite the surging and terrifying murderous aura.

"Du Da, that's enough, don't make it difficult for him, he has already tried his best."

  As she spoke, she had already walked up to Du Weiguo and gently pulled his arm:

"Duda, Muha City isn't that big. Shota, Old Man Yu, and Falcon and I have already walked around the city several times. Masar and the others are definitely not here."

"Hu~" Du Weiguo also calmed down at this moment. He exhaled a long breath and restrained his evil spirit.

He patted Miss Hu's hand gently and nodded to Sergei to express his apology.

"Sergey, you did a good job. I wasn't just saying that to you."

"Mr. Wesley, it's okay. I understand." Sergei was also smart and quickly backed down.

Du Weiguo nodded and stopped talking nonsense. He forced himself to calm the anxiety in his chest and walked quickly to the topographic map of the Red Sea hanging on the wall.

Every time when the case came to a deadlock, he always liked to look for clues on the map. This was a habit he developed when he was in the Special Service Department of Sijiu City.

  Du Weiguo stared at the coastline marked in red on the map without blinking, and asked in a deep voice:

"Hu Da, Shopkeeper Yu, Sergei, Gibson, where do you think these bastards are now?

It doesn’t matter. If you have any ideas, you can speak them out boldly and we can discuss them together.”

After hearing Du Weiguo's question, everyone focused their eyes on the map, but everyone frowned and thought, and no one spoke.

"cough~"

  After a moment, the experienced shopkeeper Yu coughed lightly and was the first to speak:

"Wesley, you know what I do for a living. I'm pretty good at killing people, but I'm not good at delicate work like intelligence analysis."

Shopkeeper Yu's words were a bit abrupt, and there was a hint of evasion in them. Du Weiguo's brows furrowed slightly, but he ultimately resisted the urge to lose his temper.

The next moment, Shopkeeper Yu slowly stretched out his finger, pressed the Port of Jeddah on the map, and moved upwards along the coastline.

At the same time, he changed the subject and his tone became firm and overbearing:

"From Jeddah to the north, all the way to the Suez Canal. I guarantee on the honor of the Brotherhood that these bastards will never be able to cross the strait from this area."

It must be said that the guarantee given by Shopkeeper Yu was very encouraging, as it completely cut off the possibility for Leonard and his men to escape to Africa by sea.

Miss Hu got inspiration from the shopkeeper Yu and gave him a rare look of satisfaction.

"Du Da, I have also informed the Ascot family that they will not be able to pass through Persia smoothly, and they will not even be able to get close to the border of Iran."

The Ascot family, which is actually controlled by Miss Hu, has been entrenched in eastern Persia for hundreds of years.

They are so deeply rooted that their ears and eyes can be found in almost every street and village in Persia.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if a dog passes by Persia, Miss Hu can tell its coat color and gender at the first time.

"Mr. Wesley, I can also guarantee that they will never pass through the Red Sea area south of Jeddah, including the Gulf of Aden and the Bab el-Mandeb Strait. We can even guarantee the Gulf of Oman."

Sergei reacted quickly and followed suit.

Damn, you shameless barbarian, you licker, you did one thing and you keep boasting about it, right?

Gibson cursed madly in his heart, cursing Sergei's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Sergei's ability made him feel obviously pressured. This guy's role obviously overlapped with his, and he had the support of the more powerful KGB, which had better resources than his.

But for now, Gibson is also biting the bullet and trying to save face:

"Well, sir, the Citibank military has also promised that they will always maintain a blockade of the Mediterranean coast."

Du Weiguo smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"I'm really impressed. I'm not forcing you to express your opinions on which way out you can block. I'm asking you to guess where they might be hiding now."

Miss Hu rolled her eyes and said unhappily:

"Du Da, you are asking too much. Look, they should be hiding in this axe-shaped area where the Red Sea, the Persian Gulf, and the Mediterranean meet. But the area of ​​this area is not small~"

As she spoke, Miss Hu's delicate hand slowly paddled from the Red Sea Strait, along the Mediterranean coast, to the Persian Gulf.

There are more than a dozen countries in this region, covering nearly 300 million square kilometers. The area is vast and sparsely populated, and 60% of it is uninhabited desert and Gobi.

More than ten people, most of whom have extraordinary abilities, thrown into this vast sea of ​​sand, if they try to hide deliberately, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

  Du Weiguo knew that what Miss Hu said was the truth, but he still did not give up and turned to Shalang:

"Sand Wolf, did you find anything?"

Sand Wolf shook his head dejectedly, his tone gloomy:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wesley, my nose isn't healed yet. It's only slightly better than an average person right now."

Du Weiguo could no longer suppress the anger in his chest and punched the wall hard. The reinforced concrete wall instantly cracked and a huge deep hole appeared.

"Fuck! So, we spent so much effort, even mobilizing Citigroup and the Russian bear, but in the end they still escaped?"

Whether it is Citigroup or the Bears, their blockade of the coast cannot last long. A week is about the limit, otherwise there will be chaos in the world.

When they end the blockade, this huge area surrounded by the sea will have a long coastline of thousands of kilometers.

Leonard and his men could find a place to leave at will, without anyone noticing, and escape with Pineapple in a chic manner.

"Du Da~"

"I'm fine!"

Just as Miss Hu was about to persuade him, Du Weiguo interrupted her with his hand and used the blood on his fist that had not yet dried to draw a few blood lines on the map.

These blood lines divide this huge axe-shaped area into four irregular areas.

The first area, located in the upper left corner, extends diagonally from Suez along Syria and Iraq to Dammam, with the lower edge connecting Riyadh to Jeddah.

Du Weiguo pointed at this area, his eyes flashing with coldness, his voice as sharp as a knife:

"Looking for a needle in a haystack, huh? Well, I'll be Yugong for once, Shopkeeper Yu, and I'll leave this area to your Brotherhood.

Mobilize all forces, spare no expense, as long as they are here, we must find a way out no matter what, if you need money, just let me know, I will give it to you."

Without waiting for Shopkeeper Yu to answer, Du Weiguo pointed to the second area in the upper right corner.

This area covers eastern Persia, as well as most of Iraq and Syria. Du Weiguo turned his burning gaze to Miss Hu, but did not speak.

"Okay, I know, as long as they hide here, I can find them!"

Du Weiguo nodded and turned to look at Sergei:

"Sergey, help me contact Nikonov immediately. Two things. First, the sea route blockade must be maintained for two weeks. Second, Yemen and Aman must conduct a carpet search and turn everything upside down!"

"Yes, Mr. Wesley, I understand! I will ensure that I complete the task." Sergei agreed readily.

"Gibson, immediately convey my intention to Douglas of the CIA and also maintain the blockade for more than two weeks."

"Yes, I understand. I, I will try my best, sir."

Gibson's tone was obviously weak, and even facing Sergei's provocative look, he had to endure it.

There is no way. The British Empire, which was once the most powerful and mighty in the Indian Ocean, is now on the decline.

Now, England does not have a single cruiser, let alone an aircraft carrier, in the entire Indian Ocean.

Without strong military support behind him, Gibson naturally lost his confidence.

"Master Du, what should we do with these remaining areas?" Miss Hu asked, pointing at the last two areas.

The remaining area is the southern region of Shat, the lower half of the country divided into two by the blood line from Jeddah Port, Riyadh to Dammam.

Du Weiguo's eyes were stern, he bit his back teeth and replied word by word:

"Reward, use money to hit it!"

My computer is still not fixed, so I wrote this on my phone. There are bound to be typos, please forgive me.