Actually, there's no such thing as trade secrets...

Chris and his cheap old dad Garci rushed from Southeast Asia to Europe...

Not only is Garci an experienced spy, but he also has extensive connections. They used favors and money to mobilize all of NATO's connections...

Along with assistance from those allies leaning towards P.B., the father and son recruited a batch of civilian volunteers.

By simply having people set up telescopes and cameras near military bases and docks, they managed to monitor US military bases around the Baltic Sea.

The Lake Belga Foundation not only gathered enough manpower from allies but also mobilized two US Littoral Combat Ships and one English Amphibious Assault Ship.

Additionally, Georgia provided many small speedboats, which are essentially used for beach landings...

P.B. has just over three thousand soldiers on the island. Without naval support, they'll face immense pressure.

What's beneficial for Joe now is that while the Lake Belga Foundation has gathered intelligence on his manpower and arrangements, they know nothing about Joe's hidden cards.

Joe discreetly transported Russian S400 air defense missiles and French Exocet anti-ship missiles camouflaged as cargo containers to Gotland Island.

The current issue is that to maximize these missiles' effectiveness, strategic support from the "old mother" temporary workers must help withstand NATO's electronic warfare.

They also need to mobilize reconnaissance satellites for assistance. Otherwise, if the opponent shoots down drones and UAVs, even with missiles, they're practically useless without vision.

Joe Ga isn't expecting to stop all enemies from landing; first, the strength doesn't allow it, and secondly, it doesn't fit the 'duel' script...

In fact, the confrontation has started since the exercises were scheduled, integrating resources with allies is just the beginning.

Joe Ga has actually noticed that the Lake Belga Foundation has already sent several groups to Gotland Island...

One group of Islanders joined with those 'guerrilla forces,' while two other groups entered the island under civilian guises.

According to the directorate's script, when the exercise begins, these people will 'convert from civilian to military,' launching attacks from within the island to cover allies landing ashore.

Joe Ga isn't particularly worried...

First, he trusts Qing Shan and the people and equipment he brought. Secondly, he trusts P.B.'s uniquely upgraded Talus system...

It's worth knowing the primary development goal of Talus was to establish frontline digital command terminals, and its most impressive feature is its anti-jamming capability.

Even if all drones are shot down, every soldier equipped with a frontline terminal can become an information node; if electronic reconnaissance fails, soldiers can conduct reconnaissance...

This time P.B.'s special forces are tasked with this job, and the assault mission will be handed over to several other battalions.

Joe Ga's intention in doing this is to give Qing Shan a heads up...

The landing battle in Yemen was just a practice match for island combat. Only after succeeding in the island defense battle can it be considered a complete mission.

This time, with NATO as the opponent, under the influence of the Lake Belga Foundation, they will certainly go all out in the exercise, offering Qing Shan a comprehensive experience...

This is extremely valuable experience, and the data obtained are worth billions.

'Three Yellow Chickens' seemed to realize something, as he was about to say something, Joe Ga waved his hand and said, "Some things don't need to be told to me. War is at our doorstep. I need you to unleash all your energy to withstand NATO's exercise assault...

As long as their fighters can't easily enter Gotland Island's airspace to drop bombs on me, I have the confidence to eliminate those enemies landing on the island."

Speaking, Joe Ga glanced at his watch and smiled, "You have 12 hours to prepare..."

'Three Yellow Chickens,' as if pumped with adrenaline, stood at attention, saluting loudly, "Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Dvali watched Joe Ga turn and leave, following him and said, "Hu Lang, something feels off..."

Joe Ga laughed and said, "What's off?"

Dvali furrowed his brows, thought for a moment, and said, "I feel you don't have high expectations for this so-called strategic support team..."

Joe Ga laughed heartily and said, "Of course, why should I have high expectations for them?

I couldn't possibly provide sufficient strategic resources for them to maneuver. Globally, only two countries have the privilege, and Russia isn't one of them...

Buddy, their mission is to counter NATO's information superiority and, to the fullest extent, integrate and utilize our existing resources.

The real decision-makers of victory aren't them, but the pilots, and P.B.'s ground soldiers!

Perhaps future wars will belong to those cerebral soldiers, but for now, soldiers remain the key to determining victories!"

Dvali followed Joe Ga out of the temporary command building, and as they boarded a golf cart and the driver started it, Dvali couldn't help but say, "Hu Lang, are you really confident?

This so-called duel isn't fair to you at all..."

Joe Ga understood Dvali's point, smiling as he said, "Fairness is a moot point. Being able to decide victory with what I excel in is already the best choice for me.

Taking risks is my norm, and weighing the gains, everything is worth it!"

Dvali nodded with a somewhat heavy expression and said, "Hu Lang, is there anything else I can do?"

Joe Ga paused briefly and said, "Buddy, you've done enough, you've done plenty!"

Saying that Joe Ga spotted Dorian and Ayu waiting in the base parking lot, and with a pat on Dvali's arm, he smiled and said, "Advise your crown prince. Once the Lake Belga Foundation loses, they'll tighten up quickly...

Without control over Russian energy, they'll definitely try to exert pressure on the Middle East, with Shah bearing the brunt.

If you can't withstand it, you'll become the fat meat on the menu."

Dvali was startled and asked, "Why?"

Joe Ga got out of the car, looked at Dvali seriously, and said, "Russia's eastward shift is inevitable. For a long time in the future, you will become the core of large-scale oil trade. If they can't control you, America will have no way to export inflation.

You need to be prepared...

Once you hold up, America will have to raise interest rates regardless of everything to control inflation...

The US Dollar interest rate will exacerbate some people's greed, and some developing economies will be strained...

The world will be reshuffled, and those with bargaining chips will have the chance to win even more!"

Listening to this, Dvali instantly understood something...

"Are you suggesting speeding up the relationship with Iran..."

Joe Ga waved his hand and said, "We are friends, so I give you some advice!

Act quickly, because everything will accelerate after this duel...

After speaking, Joe Ga didn't pay attention to the silent Dvali and walked briskly towards Dorian...

"Is our ship ready?"

Dorian opened the car door, nodded, and said, "It's ready, we can set off anytime!"

Dorian then said with a slightly strange expression, "Boss, there are many strange things on the ship. Are those our equipment?"

Joe Ga listened, slapping Dorian's arm forcefully, and said, "Get on the ship, once we're aboard, I'll teach you how to use it...

It's very simple!"

Saying that, Joe Ga glanced at his watch again and said, "Less than 12 hours left...

Notify the Special Operations team to board the ship…"

.........

Jorgensen dealt with the Island Nation officer, looked up at the suddenly darkened sky, and said to his assistant Calu, "It's going to rain..."

Calu frowned, checked the weather, and said, "The forecast shows there'll be a storm near Gotland, which should be good for us..."

Jorgensen forced a smile, nodded, and said, "Let's hope so..."

.........

Cobra walked through the hangar with bloodshot eyes, like a harsh taskmaster...

"Are you maggots? Why can I only see you crawling..."

Archerfish handed a cup of coffee to Cobra, his voice somewhat hoarse, saying, "Don't be nervous, old buddy..."

After drinking the coffee in one gulp, Cobra said in a deep voice, "Except for pilots from Pakistan and France, the others didn't perform as we'd hoped...

We must mobilize them all to ensure the boss has enough air cover.

The enemy's naval strength is too powerful; if they deploy fighter jets with naval vessels, our boss may not be able to hold out."

Archerfish listened, smiled, and said, "It's ultimately an exercise on the periphery; even if Shah's pilots are terrible, they can withstand the opponent in the exercise..."

Looking at a group of Asian pilots lining up before Shah's prepared buffet to get food, Archerfish continued, "I used to think Nan Batian was the best, but I never imagined there would be many like him...

NATO's pilots must not be their match. We can focus on dealing with fighters that might suddenly strike Gotland."

Cobra was visibly displeased with Archerfish's attitude. Just as he frowned, wanting to speak, the alarm in the hangar suddenly sounded...

Cobra and Archerfish exchanged a glance, then grabbed the radio while walking briskly outside, shouting, "Command center, what happened?"

"Intel shows two F-22s taking off hastily from Germany, expected to enter the attack zone at the start of the exercise..."

Upon hearing this, Cobra shouted loudly, "Our radar can't track the F-22s. All SU-27s are ready; Nan Batian, prepare for take-off interception..."

With this, Cobra handed the radio to Archerfish, saying, "The opponent's early warning aircraft haven't taken off, these two F-22s are either targeting the boss or aimed at the unmanned airships.

Notify the tech department to release decoy airships..."

......

Qing Shan threw down the script from the director's department, strode to the commander's position...

"Start self-check..."

"Launch unmanned airships..."

"Activate ground air defense radar..."

"Notify the air force ground crew to mount electronic pods on the Winged Dragon, ready for takeoff at anytime..."

"Notify the drone squadron for Winged Dragon to take off with missiles; when exercise time comes, enter Gotland airspace for reconnaissance and cover..."

"Keep ground troops on alert..."

After speaking, Qing Shan rubbed his itchy fingers and shouted at 'Three Yellow Chickens', "Where is England's aircraft carrier fleet?"