Chapter 857 - 796 Atlon Oasis

Atlon Oasis.

Song Heping welcomed Team A returning from Chad here.

Jiang Feng did an excellent job this time.

"Old Squad Leader, take a look at these photos."

He took out his phone, pulled up the photos and videos he had taken, and showed them to Song Heping.

Song Heping, holding a bottle of mineral water, drank calmly while admiring the tactical results of his deployment.

In the video, the joint CIA frontline command camp was littered with bodies, communication equipment, and supplies scattered everywhere, which was clearly recorded by Jiang Feng during his clean-up of the battlefield.

"Damn it!"

Song Heping suddenly remembered something.

"Did you disinfect it?"

"Of course!"

Jiang Feng said, "I value my life, you know!"

The camp had been attacked by mortar shells loaded with thorium-232 powder, and anyone entering the camp would be contaminated with radioactive dust.

Fortunately, thorium-232 is a naturally radioactive substance. Although it's listed as a carcinogen, research shows its main impact on electronic devices is due to its radioactive properties. Thorium-232's radiation produces alpha particles, beta particles, and gamma rays, which can interfere with the normal functioning of electronic equipment.

That's why Song Heping had the cook get these things from Russia to deal with the CIA's attack.

Before devising the plan, Song Heping had racked his brain over every tactical detail.

The Americans are most adept and skilled at high-tech warfare.

The attack was a joint operation by the CIA, MI6, and Mossad, meaning they could mobilize many military resources against us, among which a strong communication network and real-time surveillance are beyond our effective response.

Especially those annoying drones.

These things hover at altitudes of 5,000-10,000 meters, monitoring our every move and those of our convoys.

The only way to escape their surveillance is to sever the communication between the forward command and the operation units. Even if Langley sees us on their headquarters screens, it doesn't matter, since they have to use the forward command and the operational units to effectively strike us.

Attacking the joint forward command, creating communications paralysis, and severing the links between Langley, the forward command, the Green Berets, and Delta is crucial.

Through bombardment alone, communications cannot be severed quickly enough. When the forward command is attacked, even if the communication signals haven't been completely cut off, they can see our position, adjust the Green Beret attack unit's position at any time, and issue warnings to them to be cautious.

But thorium-232 is different.

Once launched and exploded on the ground, it can disable all satellite antennas and equipment exposed to the open in a very short time.

Besides that, the best option would be EMP bombs.

It's just that Song Heping doesn't yet have the resources to own such high-tech devices. Even if he asked the Russians for a high-power jammer, it probably wouldn't be strong enough to interfere with military satellite equipment.

To ensure a strike that completely disables communications, he chose the riskiest and fastest thorium-232 powder.

Song Heping asked the cook how long thorium-232 radiation could paralyze communications, and the cook said about 15-20 minutes.

That's enough.

In those 15-20 minutes, it's enough for the Green Berets to lose our trail, enough for us to drive the convoy around behind the enemy's back and initiate a pincer attack with Team C.

The Green Beret unit didn't die unjustly; encountering a tactician like Song Heping, daring and meticulous, it's honorable even in defeat.

"Weren't we supposed to go to the Northern Darfur region? Why are we here?"

Jiang Feng looked at the vast oasis in front of him, puzzled, and asked Song Heping.

Initially, the Sudan government wanted Song Heping to go to Cindy Town, at the border of Northern Darfur and Chad. Heading north 200 kilometers leads to Libya, under Gaddafi's control, while 100 kilometers south reaches the North and South Sudan war zone.

Because the area near Cindy Town is an oil field location, Sudan's second-largest oil field zone outside the Khartoum region's Heglig oil field.

More importantly, Sudan itself is a country rich in resources. Besides fertile land and oil, it has more than 150 gold deposit locations, totaling over several thousand tons, as well as more than 1.25 billion tons of iron ore and 100 million tons of chromium ore.

However, due to years of war, not only has north and south split, but the Darfur region is also practically in an anarchy state, completely disregarding the central group. The Northern Sudan regime is already overwhelmed by the North-South civil war, and the Darfur region is left unattended.

Therefore, the resources in this area are currently under various armed organizations' control, not only occupied by southern rebel groups and local armed forces but also by armed groups supported by Libya's Gaddafi.

The Northern Sudan government currently wants Song Heping to at least control the oil fields near Cindy Town, but as for other gold mines and such, they no longer dare to dream.

So, they have Song Heping go to establish a base near Cindy Town, essentially having him act as their free border guard unit.

In this world, whether in business, geopolitics, or all types of transactions, it's essentially a matter of interests exchange and mutual use.

The Northern Sudan government wants oil fields and money, and Song Heping wants a foothold and territory.

Here, in Northern Darfur, is Song Heping's first foothold in Africa.

"The location of Atlon Oasis is very unique."

Song Heping pointed to the northern mountains and said to Jiang Feng, "To the north is the Great Jiluif Plateau."

Then he pointed eastward: "To the east is the Ableye Plateau."

Then pointed west: "That area near the Chad border is the Alder Plateau."

He then turned to Jiang Feng and asked, "Only the south is jungle and plain, see it clearly?"

Jiang Feng scratched his head and looked for a long time, "It seems surrounded by mountains on three sides, has good feng shui..."

"Damn, you're looking at the terrain, and you see feng shui?" Song Heping couldn't help but say, "Good thing you weren't made a senior commander back in the day."

Jiang Feng chuckled, "Just kidding. Actually, I realized it, you're avoiding having no retreat. Having mountains is advantageous; if we can't win, we'll head into the mountains and become mountain kings."

"Hmm... you've improved."

Song Heping said, "The highland area's complex terrain is a good place to hide. We have many powerful enemies now, and in the future, we'll have to confront the armed organizations here. We definitely need to consider some fallback plan."

"But I have one concern..."

Jiang Feng's brow furrowed, and he worriedly said, "When we establish a base here, do you think..."

He stopped mid-sentence.

Song Heping asked, "Just say it. Are you worried the Americans might directly send drones to bomb us?"

"Yes, I have that concern." Jiang Feng admitted, "You know, although we have the Northern Sudan government's protection, if overt actions don't work, the CIA will surely play dirty. We've killed so many of them; this bunch, along with MI6 and Mossad, won't let us off."

"Mossad doesn't dare to operate openly in Africa; they're just infiltrating. The Americans, however, do have this capability. So I don't plan on establishing a base near Cindy Town, as it's too close to Chad. If their drones come from there, we have a hard time defending, and then they can just bomb us and slip away, leaving us with no options. But here, it's different. They'd have to fly at least one or two hundred kilometers to get here."

"One or two hundred kilometers is nothing for drones."

"I will devise a countermeasure for this."

Song Heping, staring thoughtfully at the distant sky, softly said, "If I'm not mistaken, they are definitely coming..."