When you are rich, there is Rheinmetall; when you are poor, there is Rheinsteel!

White House.

Listening to the sound of rain outside the window, Odebiao, lying on the bed, didn't want to get up.

He just lay quietly on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his big eyes.

I was bombed all day yesterday. Although I wasn't seriously injured, I was caught in the rain and knelt in the mud all day.

I stayed up late at night to work overtime to send out notices.

After all this series of troubles, he caught a fever and a cold.

The doctors were very dedicated. They gave him medicine, IVs, and treated him thoroughly.

After a night, his cold was gone and his body recovered well, but he just didn't want to get up.

Just want to sleep.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and get a good rest, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and his wife's gentle voice sounded outside the door:

"Odebiao, the Chief of Staff is here, along with Acting Secretary of Defense Cleveland. They want to see you. Do you want to meet them?"

His wife's words made Odebiao close his eyes and sigh.

He let out a long breath, threw back the quilt, stood up, and said to the outside of the room:

"Tell them to wait for me in the study while I wash up."

Ten minutes later, Odebiao appeared in the study in formal attire, staring at the two people waiting in the study, and asked:

"What happened?"

"Let Secretary Cleveland speak!" the new chief of staff said, then took a half step back, giving way to Cleveland, who had taken office overnight.

Cleveland held the folder in his arms with both hands and nodded slightly to Odebiao:

"Dear Mr. President, Cleveland is at your service."

After saying this, he handed the folder in his arms to Odebiao, and then explained:

"This is information obtained by the CIA, FBI, and Army Intelligence."

"According to the information, the planner of this attack is the Kurdish armed forces operating in Syria."

“Of course, the Kurdish forces operating in Syria do not have the ability to plan such an attack, nor do they have the execution capabilities to carry out such a mission.”

"So the intelligence officers continued to investigate, and during the investigation, they discovered something incredible."

"According to the confessions of relevant personnel, the group of Kurdish armed forces who came forward to claim responsibility for the attack were backed by Syrian officials. In addition, there were also traces of Iranians."

"The Iranians are involved, which would explain where the drones came from."

"Around December 4, the Central Theater's intelligence department received a message from Rhine International Defense, which was forwarded to the Central Theater's intelligence department."

"The message showed that a technical service station of Rheinsteel Group's holding company Rhein Construction Engineering in Isfahan, Iran, was attacked."

"They lost about 300 mapping drone systems in this attack."

"When they disclosed this information, they also provided the corresponding internal number of the drone."

"The intelligence department of the Central Theater Command received this news and thought that the person who stole the drone system would use it in Iraq, so they only synchronized this news to the Iraqi troops, but not to the Ministry of Defense."

"But I never expected..."

When Cleveland started explaining, he held his head high, but as he spoke further, his head drooped lower and lower.

When he said this, he stopped talking, raised his head, glanced at Odbiao quietly, touched the sweat on his forehead with his hand, and then stood quietly by, waiting for Odbiao's next question.

The voice beside him stopped. After waiting for a while and hearing no further sound, Odbiao turned around and looked at Cleveland.

As he was looking at it, he suddenly asked, "Can you explain to me what kind of project requires hundreds of drone mapping systems?"

"Also, I seem to remember that Iran exposed its nuclear facilities not long ago. Could this batch of drones be used to build new nuclear facilities?"

"Besides, I've heard many people say that the drone mapping system is useless and can't do anything."

"Finally, I don't believe that when Rheinsteel eradicated these drones, they didn't impose restrictions on the drones."

"What do you think?"

Odebiao's voice was very soft, very light, but with a hint of doubt in the last sentence.

It seems like waiting for a response, but also like confirmation.

Cleveland didn't want to answer this question because he didn't know whether the drones could be used. He only knew that if it weren't for those drones, all the senior officials of the Ministry of Defense would have been killed.

He wouldn't have a chance to stand here.

Never in this lifetime.

He wiped his forehead with his sleeve to wipe off the sweat, and quietly began to change the subject:

"However, our drone technology is more mature and easier to use. As long as our drones are released, everything will be fine."

After saying a few words, Cleveland raised his hand and turned the translation page of the folder in front of Odbiao to the second question.

That is the problem of auditing accounts.

"The second document is a directory of the Ministry of National Defense's use of funds from January 2000 to December 2004."

"If you need it, sir, we can arrange for someone to take the information out of the archives of the Ministry of Defense and deliver it to you."

Cleveland's words surprised Odbiao, as he knew very well the style of the masters in the Ministry of Defense and those generals.

If you disagree with something, you may kill someone.

Checking the military accounts of the Ministry of National Defense is tantamount to putting insults in the eyes of the masters and generals of the Ministry of National Defense.

At that time, the anxious masters and generals of the Ministry of Defense will kill all those who betrayed them.

It was precisely because of this that he thought of proposing an audit. On the premise of gaining public support, he would send out those who might have betrayed him, allowing the Ministry of National Defense and those military officers to kill them to their heart's content, and then he would also be happy.

But he never expected that the newly appointed Acting Secretary of Defense Cleveland would actually stand on his side and take out relevant information.

Instead of killing the auditor on the road.

The sun really rises in the west.

After quietly complaining a few words in his mind, he lowered his eyes, glanced at the data on the file, and returned the data in his hand to Cleveland:

"The Chief of Staff will give you a list of investigators, and you can make the arrangements when the time comes."

When Cleveland was receiving the information, Odebiao's voice sounded again from the side:

"My acting defense secretary, I want to ask, if I want revenge now, revenge against Syria, how long will it take for our troops to be able to fight."

How long will it take to engage in battle?

Isn't this just starting a war?

Cleveland was delighted, but his face showed no expression. He still kept his deadpan expression and replied expressionlessly:

“It takes about three months to prepare.”

The number of three months made Odebiao raise his eyebrows slightly. He was very dissatisfied with this number.

After becoming president, he used his authority to review information about the 2003 war in Iraq.

The data shows that the entire war, from planning to launching and finally ending the battle, took less than a month.

But now, attacking a country similar to Iraq...

No, Syria does not yet have the same combat capability as Iraq.

It actually took three whole months to complete a country like this.

What kind of joke is this?

After three months, the day lilies have become cold and the pregnant women's bellies begin to bulge.

"Three months? Can't it be faster?" Odebiao's voice was a little cold, and even the movement of flipping through the documents in his hands became much faster.

Noticing that Odebiao's expression was not right, Cleveland explained:

"My dear Mr. President, Iraq only looks strong. Their military strength is just paper data and cannot be taken seriously."

"The fact that they have fixed their tanks in the desert and are engaging the Iranians in a fray has put a question mark on all the military prowess they have revealed."

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“Syria is different.”

"Russia has a naval base in Syria, and in return, the Russians are helping the Syrians train their army."

"If we take action against Syria, the Russians will certainly take action."

"When the time comes, we will not be fighting Syria, but Russia."

"Russia looks broken now, but the military quality in their army has always been there."

"So we need three months to prepare enough supplies for a blitzkrieg."

"Before the Kurdish armed forces, the Syrians, and the Russians can react, Syria will be resolved with lightning speed."

“Once it becomes a security war, it will be a waste for us.”

When talking about the topic he wanted to bring up, Cleveland spoke a little faster.

There was also a little more confidence on his face.

Odebiao flipped through the documents, thought carefully for a moment, and found that this was the same truth.

When the Soviet Union was still in existence, they always wanted to control the Middle East. After the Soviet Union disbanded, Russia inherited the Soviet legacy and also inherited the Soviet Union's relations in the Middle East.

Russia has sent troops to Syria, and Syria has sought help from Russia.

Once a war breaks out, Russia will definitely help Syria and help Syria ease the situation.

At that time, the American soldiers will not be fighting against the Kurdish armed forces or the Syrian army, but the Russians.

Fighting the Russians would turn a war that could be won quickly into a security war. Security wars are troublesome, exhausting, and a waste of time, and even more so a waste of money.

If he is not careful, his public support rate will continue to decline to a completely unbearable level.

Therefore, if revenge is to be taken against Syria, the speed must be fast, so fast that all Russians will not be able to react.

By the time they reacted, the dust had already settled and everything was over.

If we follow this approach, it will indeed take 2 to 3 months to prepare and prepare supplies.

After figuring this out, Odebiao pinched his brows with his hands and said softly:

"In that case, I will give you three months to prepare. After three months, we will take over Syria in one fell swoop."

Cleveland's eyes lit up when he heard these words from Odbiao, but they quickly faded away. He just stood aside with his head lowered:

"Sir, we will definitely live up to your trust."

After finishing his work, Cleveland stepped back and gave space to the chief of staff and Odbiao.

The chief of staff also had a document in his hand. Before Odebiao could speak, he placed the document in front of him:

"Mr. President, the bad news is that fires have been reported in other places and in other states since yesterday."

"The fires are all over a large area. From my personal point of view, I suggest you mobilize the army to put out the fires as soon as possible."

When Odebiao suddenly heard the news, he was stunned for a moment.

After several seconds, he slowly came back to his senses, looked at the chief of staff in front of him, and asked tremblingly:

"What do you mean by fires are also happening in other states? What do you mean by a large area of ​​fire?"

"I just remember that I took a nap. Did I sleep for a long time?"

Amidst his doubts, Odebiao opened the file and saw at a glance the statistical table of areas where fires had occurred.

That statistical table is very long.

Odebiao felt that it was longer than his own life.

According to the data, except for Alaska and Hawaii, there are fires in every one of the dozens of states in the continental America, and the fire points in each state are in economically developed areas.

He could even imagine that after this fire, his public support rate would drop to zero.

A year's work in vain!

The chief of staff raised his left hand very dutifully, looked at his watch, and reported a precise time:

"You fell asleep at 5:37 AM on December 25, 2005."

"It is now 18:32 on December 25, 2005. You have slept for 12 hours and 55 minutes, which is not a very long time, strictly speaking."

"As your chief of staff, I personally recommend that after reading the material, you eat something, recover, and then get some sleep."

"Anyway, the fire has spread, and how much will be left in the end depends on God's will."

These words left Odebiao with a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat. He couldn't spit it out, nor did he know whether to spit it out or not.

But soon, he figured it out.

What a bullshit public support rate.

As long as you don't look at the data, as long as you focus on making money, you will be invincible.

If he cannot be a good president during his four years as president, then he can be a good father and save enough capital for his children at home. When they come of age, they can use the capital they have saved to enter politics and develop well.

After figuring this out, Odebiao felt relaxed all over, like a balloon.

After jumping a few times on the spot, he threw the document to the chief of staff, turned to look at Cleveland and said:

"My dear defense minister, I don't care what reasons or methods you use, I need you to tell the public that the Syrian-backed Kurdish forces are deliberately setting fires behind these consecutive fires."

"I have already given you the reason. Whatever you want to say, whatever you want to say, it's all up to you. I don't care."

"I'm going to bed."

Leaving these words behind, Odebiao strode out of the study, closed the door, and then opened it again. His dark face appeared at the door, and this time he looked at the chief of staff:

"Don't call me before 12 o'clock tomorrow!"