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Hearing Wang Hao's final pre-battle mobilization, the paratrooper battalion commander approached with full of doubts and asked, "General, are we air-dropping into the enemy camp?"
Wang Hao nodded and said, "Yes, that's right. Do you have an opinion?"
The paratrooper battalion commander pondered for a moment and said, "General, Kubeer has anti-aircraft missiles; our transport planes won't even be able to get close to their camp— they'll be shot down by missiles!"
Wang Hao smiled slightly and said, "Correct, they do have anti-aircraft missiles, but they won't have them for long!"
The paratrooper battalion commander was startled upon hearing this, his face spelling out two words: utterly confused.
Wang Hao stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and confidently smiled, "Major, you have to believe in me!"
The paratrooper battalion commander, looking into Wang Hao's confident and bright eyes, gave a firm nod.
Wang Hao drew his sword and ordered, "All aboard, board the planes!"
