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Chapter 75: Can’t Stay! (Seventh Update!)
After receiving permission, the major who had just spoken breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his body, and continued in a calm and resonant voice:
"Currently, the countries active in Iraq include Israel, Iran, Saudi Arabia, Kuwait, Qatar, Turkey, Russia, England, France, Germany, and even Egypt."

"However, there are only a few countries that can produce 100 thousand-pound bombs at the same time. Using this as a method of elimination, the only countries left are Iran, Russia, England, France, Germany, and Israel."

"At this point, we need to include more factors to eliminate them."

"Iranian soldiers are very capable, but Iran's intelligence is, to some extent, unilaterally transparent to us."

"For an operation of this scale, there would definitely be someone inside Iran who would leak the information and use it to gain benefits. But if there isn't one, then we can put Iran aside for now."

"Türkiye is similar to Iran. Transporting so many bombs to Hillary Clinton without a trace is even more difficult than managing their domestic economy."

"Then there are France, England, and Germany. The troops stationed in Iraq by these three countries are practically idle. Their current strength doesn't support them transporting such a large batch of bombs right under our noses."

"In the end, only Russia and Israel are left."

"Let's talk about Russia first. Russians will always slap you hard when you think they are reliable, but when you think they are unreliable, they will be very reliable."

"Russia has been deploying troops in Syria and, in the past two years, has even converted its own soldiers into official mercenaries."

"They have the ability to deploy, but they are more aware of the consequences of doing so."

"If we stay, it will be very disadvantageous to them. Naturally, they don't want to cause trouble at this time. They even hope that we will leave as soon as possible."

"This way, they can intervene without any psychological pressure."

"Eliminate all possibilities, and the final answer, even if it is no longer possible, is the only answer."

"Only a country like Israel, which is so closely tied to our intelligence system, could have sent over 100 thousand-pound bombs to the heart of Iraq right under our noses and then detonated them in a way we couldn't understand."

"As for why they do this, the reason is very simple."

"If we withdraw from Iraq, Iran, Saudi Arabia, Russia, Turkey, and even Syria will quickly intervene."

"If they intervene, Israel will be a fish on the chopping board."

"And their only way to break the deadlock is to let us stay."

"We can understand Israel doing this, but it is not allowed."

"If these bombs were delivered suddenly, it means we underestimated the Israelis and how audacious they are. We can't leave them here!"

"If they're moving like ants, then it means they're deliberately plotting this, so we can't let them stay!"

The explanation was so powerful that the people around him nodded repeatedly.

Kelvin also nodded, and when he saw the smile on the major's face, he quickly asked:
"What about Australia? How could you forget about him?"

Hearing the name Australia, the major officer sneered, his face full of disdain:
"If Australia had this capability, they wouldn't be in the mess they are in now."

Kelvin didn't say much about his subordinate's arrogance. He just raised his finger and clicked:
"Be humble. Anyone can stab you."

After giving his instructions, he sat up straight, glanced at the people in front of him, and began to call out their names one by one from left to right:

"Levi, you go to Iran."

“Kelly, you go to Israel.”

"Owen, you go to Syria."

"Anad..."

After checking everyone's destinations, Kelvin stood up from his chair and slowly walked towards the French window. He stood in front of it, his deep eyes looking out the window, at the endless desert.

"Tell them that we are going to take drastic action against ISI."

"They should be happy to cooperate with us!"

Upon hearing this order, several majors looked at each other in shock for a moment, and then quickly understood the meaning of Kelvin's words.

It doesn't matter who did it.

What is important now is to tell the world that if you mess with America, you will have to bear the consequences.

Moreover, a chaotic battle is a reshuffle.

Several people decisively turned to face Kelvin, stood at attention and saluted, then turned around and left without any hesitation.

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Tartus, a city on the Mediterranean coast in western Syria.

This is a port city. In 1971, the Soviet Union leased this port from Syria and used it as a supply and logistics base for the 5th Combat Squadron of the Soviet Mediterranean Fleet.

In the late Cold War, due to strategic contraction, the port was reduced in size, leaving only some maintenance facilities.

After the collapse of the Soviet Union, Russia took over the base from the Soviet Union and continued to maintain exchanges with Syria.

After entering the new century, Russia, out of its own political conditions, gradually strengthened its cooperation with Syria and strengthened this base.

While Iraqis were investigating the identity of the rebels, Sergei Volkov, the Russian commander stationed at the Tartus naval base, was leading his men in a thorough inspection of the ammunition depot.

"Check everything carefully for me!"

"Open all the boxes of shells and explosives. Don't leave any behind."

"I will kill anyone who misses the inspection."

With the help of the Slavs' uniquely loud voices, the orders were conveyed accurately to every soldier.

These rash Slavic soldiers rashly opened the boxes of explosives, rashly checked the explosives, rashly weighed the explosives, and then rashly put the explosives back into the boxes.

The base quartermaster stood nearby, his head bowed, his hands at his sides, standing there motionless, like a stake.

The check lasted from noon to afternoon, and it was not until dark that all the ammunition in the ammunition depot was cleared out.

The final ammunition storage list was also delivered to Sergei by the inspecting soldier.

After receiving this new list, Sergei calmly picked up another document at hand, which was the original list of ammunition in stock.

Putting the two lists together makes it easy to see which ammunition is missing.

About 4 rounds of bullets were missing, but there were still some artillery shells. Two tons of TNT were missing, and some other miscellaneous supplies were also missing.

His eyes lingered on the amount of TNT explosives for a moment, then Sergei took out a pen from his chest and modified the original ammunition storage list.

After matching the two numbers, he checked the others and found that they could all be glossed over with some excuses. He then casually tossed the two lists to the quartermaster and walked out of the warehouse.

"Whatever you took, give me back double."

"If you come back, I won't care about you. You can continue to be the quartermaster."

"If you don't return it, you will die."

After the threat, Sergei stopped walking, turned around, looked at the quartermaster again and said:
"I'll give you 10 minutes to get me a new inventory list. Then, send it to my office. I'll need it."

After leaving these words, Sergei turned around and left with his soldiers.

A few minutes later, he returned to the main building of the base, went upstairs, and met Major Owen who came from Qatar in the reception room.

Sitting down in front of Owen, Sergei smiled a kind smile and then began to speak in an official tone: "Major Owen, I have already informed Moscow about the documents you delivered, and Moscow has asked me to cooperate with you."

"As one of the five good people, it is our responsibility to fight against terrorists."

"As long as your fighter jets are deployed, we in Russia will definitely lend a hand."

"Likewise, Moscow has asked me to express its condolences to the victims of the American tragedy on behalf of Moscow."

When he said this, Sergei stood up, put his hat on his head meticulously, hung his hands beside him, lowered his head slightly, and moved his body forward slightly, showing an expression of silent mourning.

Seeing him like this, Irving could only stand up and thank Sergey.

After expressing his gratitude and chatting a few more words, Irving directly said goodbye.

After personally escorting the man out of the naval base and into the car, Sergei turned around and returned to the base. At the same time, an order came out of his mouth.

[All soldiers, level one alert!]

Back in the office, the orderly immediately delivered the order from Moscow.

The command is just a simple sentence.

【Find out who is behind this! 】

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Baghdad, Iraq.

Iraqi Defense Minister Hussein Ibrahim held several documents in his hands, looked at them again and again, and finally, in vain, threw them on the table.

Turning back, he looked at Ali Omar, the Director of the General Intelligence Agency, and asked dejectedly:

"Besides these guys, is there any more information?"

"Huh?" Ali had a big question mark in his head about the request of his own defense minister, and looked over with a confused look on his face.

He didn't understand why his own minister wanted more information.

The domestic anti-government armed forces, apart from those guys, are still those guys.

If a new person came in and could get the information, this situation would not have happened.

Of course, at this critical moment, even if he got the information, he couldn't take it out at this time.

If you take it out, some bad guys will ask why you didn't get the information before the incident, but got it immediately after the incident.

Do you have a question?
Once this sentence is uttered, it means that someone will start a group, which also means that someone will join the group.

No matter what the people in the group are like, you will suffer at least a loss if you don't die.

Ali spread his hands helplessly and responded softly:
"My dear Minister Hussein, this is all the information our intelligence agencies have on the rebels."

"I don't understand. What do you mean by more information..."

Hussein slapped his head, his face wrinkled into a bitter melon, and said in pain:
"Don't you understand yet?"

"This incident couldn't have been done by this bunch of idiots in the country!"

"If their fighting power was that strong, you and I probably wouldn't be here. If we were on any other roadside, we would have been dead long ago."

"So, this attack must have been launched by an organization that has never appeared before our eyes."

"We need to find them as soon as possible."

"Find out the scope of their activities, find out how many people there are, find out the sources of their weapons and equipment, and their intentions."

"Only in this way can we enjoy power in peace."

"Do you understand? My dear Director of the General Intelligence Agency."

Ali nodded to show that he understood, and then shrugged his shoulders quickly to show that he was powerless.

Seeing this, Hussein could only pound his head helplessly. The more he pounded, the more irritated he became. All his thoughts turned into just one sentence:

"If we can't find a target, we'll just pin it on the Sunni groups and use the opportunity to get them to disarm their militias."

Ali opened his mouth, perhaps feeling that it was inappropriate to continue arguing, and all the words in his chest finally turned into a sentence: I'll try again.

Leaving this sentence, he turned and walked out of the office and disappeared into the corridor.

At the same time, more than 100 kilometers south of Baghdad, Khalid and others, who had been lying dormant for more than a day, also quietly emerged from their hiding places.

After feeling the fresh air outside, he began to use various channels to contact other people in the Sadr movement and intelligence dealers who were on good terms with them.

I want to see the reactions of all parties after this attack.

In just a few hours, they received feedback from various channels.

The first thing we saw was that the ISI claimed responsibility for the incident.

Then the next thing I saw was that America announced that it would retaliate against ISI, and several other neighboring countries also joined in the retaliation.

The intelligence information ended here and there was no further progress.

Their Sadr movement, or even other opposition groups operating in Iraq, was not mentioned even once in these intelligence reports.

After reading all the information from beginning to end and not seeing his name, little Sadr complained to Khalid with a bitter face:

"Why don't they mention us?"

"Because people think that someone who can achieve such a record cannot appear in the Middle East, let alone a bunch of trash like us." Khalid pointed at himself with his right hand and said the word "waste" without hesitation.

Khalid's frank words made young Sadr feel inexplicably frustrated, but at the same time, he also felt a sense of pride.

The frustration is that in the eyes of those truly powerful people, they are always not worthy of being mentioned, so they don’t even think of mentioning them in these key intelligence information.

He was proud because he had used these weapons and the elite troops in his hands to achieve results he had never imagined before. This also meant that he was one step closer to the center of power.

This further proves that this path is correct.

We just need to develop slowly and continue to rely on those things to develop slowly. Sooner or later, the THAAD movement will be ours, and Iraq will be ours too.

He himself will become the Caliph of the Arabs and even the new Imam.

As soon as this idea came into being, it became deeply ingrained in Sadr's mind.

Then another idea emerged in his mind, which was to meet that strange Chinese man, to see him and see what kind of person he was.

Then see if you can get this person under your control.

If you can hold it in your hands, your future will be bright.

For a bright future, he turned around and asked Khalid to contact Ahmed and let Ahmed thank Lin Yi.

(End of this chapter)