On the desert plains north of Northern Mukalla, a radar vehicle for the S-300 air defense missile system slowly unfolded.
A few Big Beards jumped off the vehicle and loudly commanded the trucks loaded with missiles behind them to open the tarps on top after the radar vehicle was activated...
At the moment when the radar was powered on and began to rotate, a white radar operator picked up a satellite phone and shouted, "This is 'Catcher 105', radar self-check is normal, waiting for the missile vehicle to dock..."
"Catcher 105, don't rush, illuminate the drone airship in the sky in 15 minutes, and if there's a chance, shoot it down..."
Upon hearing this, the white radar operator shouted, "No problem, but after this mission, you have to settle with me. There are fighters and anti-radiation missiles on the other side, and I want to leave this dreadful place..."
"Catcher 105, act according to the orders, money is not an issue, but only if we win can you safely leave Yemen..."
