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Chapter 174 Is the enemy actually America herself? (Third update!)
Kelvin on the other end of the phone was completely bewildered by the outburst, while the person on the other end was even more confused.

After he finished cursing, the person on the other end of the phone immediately expressed their highest respect for Kelvin:

“Kelvin, I hope you remember who helped you get to where you are today.”

"We did send a shipment of supplies to Iraq, but that was to support the terrorists so they could divide Iraq."

“Besides Iraq, we also shipped to Iran, Türkiye and Saudi Arabia.”

“Last time your base was bombed, I don’t know if any of the supplies we were transporting were there, but we accept that.”

"But this time, look at the images shown in those videos, those are fucking nuclear weapons."

"We are not foolish enough to send nuclear weapons to support terrorists."

"Understand?"

“If you call me again and talk about this kind of nonsense, I’ll personally call Norman and have him, in the name of the commander of the Central Theater of America, transfer you back to America and make you go back to be a dog.”

"Understand?"

After the person on the other end finished cursing, they immediately hung up the phone. Kelvin, who was holding the phone, slowly walked to the window, crossed his arms, and looked out the window.

Are Israelis stupid?
Not stupid.

Isn't that stupid?
It's actually quite stupid.

But as they said, they would only use nuclear weapons to bomb others, not to support terrorists.

Moreover, the explosion at the scene was not caused by a nuclear weapon.

In other words, on Iraqi soil, some people are using American soldiers as a whetstone to test their new weapons.

who can that be?

Russia?
It's unlikely. Given the habits of those Russians, if they had these things, they would definitely show them off.

China?

It's even less likely. Compared to the ostentatious displays of Russians, the Chinese are typically reserved, and given their usual behavior, they wouldn't do something like that.

The only possibility is that England and France, these two centuries-old rivals, would be more than happy to sabotage each other.

Can……

But their intelligence network simply couldn't bypass the CIA to transport such weapons to Iraq and then drop them on the American people.

and so……

Is America herself actually the enemy?
Upon reaching this conclusion, Kelvin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

After laughing for a while, he picked up the phone on the table and dialed the head of the intelligence department again:

"Within an hour, revise the investigation report and then distribute it through some small channels. After that, contact the CIA and closely monitor the reactions of various countries in the Middle East."

"Once a situation is discovered, it should be reported immediately. In special circumstances, they can take action directly, regardless of who the other party is."

After giving his instructions, Kelvin hung up the phone and dialed another number.

Once the call connected, he spoke to the other party in a very apologetic tone:
“Mr. Norman, I have a very bad idea about this explosion.”

"I suspect that a certain military industry entity is behind this..."

Half an hour later, the report, stamped and confirmed by America's Central Theater Command, appeared on the dark web.

It was quickly spotted by those with ulterior motives operating on the dark web.

These people with ulterior motives initially wanted to find the report amusing, but they soon lost interest.

Because the report is filled with mentions of nuclear weapons!

In 2010, the older generation had not yet completely passed away.

They witnessed the birth of nuclear weapons, their use, and the tit-for-tat confrontations.

The Japanese have personally experienced nuclear weapons, the Americans are detonating nuclear weapons in the Pacific Ocean every day, and the Russians are using nuclear weapons to put out fires, build reservoirs, and even went so far as to create a world-destroying entity like the Great Tsar.

In order to avoid this thing from getting into their heads, and also out of consideration for national interests, the EU, America, and several other countries have been advocating for denuclearization and publicizing the dangers of nuclear weapons.

Thanks to this propaganda, even many illiterate people can associate the words "nuclear weapons" with related consequences.

A cataclysmic explosion, death, and then the land was polluted, becoming uninhabitable for humans.

Just thinking about it makes one's hair stand on end.

But now, someone has actually pulled out a nuclear weapon!
And it even hit an American woman on the head!

This is going to tear a hole in the sky!

Saudi King Saeed was one of those who received the message.

There were three pieces of intelligence in front of him.

The first document was intelligence about Sadr's return from China.

The second piece of information was intelligence suggesting that the Justice League and the Sadr organization might be on the verge of reconciliation.

The third document was the battery test data brought by Dubai's Crown Prince Rashid.

And in his hands, there was also information he had just obtained from the dark web.

Putting these four pieces of information together, he felt that they were connected, but he could never quite make them.

Because there was always a missing clue.

A clue that can bring all these things together.

These puzzles can be solved if this thing can be found.

He closed his eyes and began to rack his brains for possible clues.

But no matter how much he thought about it, his head started to ache, and he still couldn't figure out what that clue was.

The battery materials that Little Sader brought back from China, after repeated confirmation, were indeed battery materials, and high-performance battery materials at that.

Such performance warrants his caution.

Similarly, it is worthwhile for the Justice League, which is desperately short of funds, to re-establish friendly relations with the Sadr organization.

Although the Justice League has been operating with Iran's support, Iran's support is ultimately conditional.

Those conditions acted like shackles, binding the Justice League firmly to the wrecked ship that is Iran.

But all of this suddenly turned into a nuclear bomb.

How are these connected?

With a sigh, Saeed placed the intelligence reports on the table, then beckoned Musa over:
“You continue to follow up on the Sadr organization and the Justice League; I think there’s definitely something fishy going on between them.”

"But don't follow too closely, and don't let them notice."

"After fighting for so many years, these people have become increasingly cunning."

"Also, I'll have Saler start the operation later. Be prepared, and as soon as those old fogies make a move, take action."

"Even if it kills me, I will still do it!"

Musa kept the order in mind, waited a while, and only after confirming that Saeed had no further orders did he turn and leave.

After he left, Said's gaze returned to the table and fell on the intelligence reports.

Intuition told him that his idea was correct, but reality told him that his idea might be flawed.

After thinking for a while, feeling his brain begin to ache, he picked up the lighter on the table and lit the four intelligence reports.

While waiting for the intelligence to burn, he turned and picked up his private phone, calling Salman:
“My brother, I think we have to stand up and investigate this matter in Iraq.” “If we don’t, those bombs could fall on our heads next time.”

"You don't want to live in constant fear, do you?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Salman's voice came through:
"Tell me your thoughts..."

Dubai, Zabier district, Zabier Palace.

Rashid sat next to his father, watching him hold the phone and nodding repeatedly.

After his father nodded, he quietly asked, "Actually, we also need those kinds of batteries. If we can control them ourselves, Dubai's influence can be increased."

After hearing his son's words, Salman turned around, tilted his head, and asked:

"What's the point of increasing your voice?"

"Your limited influence is only useful within the UAE; it's not very useful internationally."

"Because people internationally know that the UAE does not have such a scientific research foundation, and Dubai is even less capable of developing such a thing."

"Similarly, there is no capacity to support such production."

"Whether or not you get this so-called right to speak is actually not very useful."

"I asked you to take this to Saudi Arabia because Saudi Arabia is now trying to secularize."

"This thing is very useful to them."

“The countries on the Arabian Peninsula are all in roughly the same environment. As long as Saudi Arabia can move away from secularization, we can follow in their footsteps.”

"What we need to do now is to kick them into the water and get them across the river!"

When Salman said these words, he slightly raised his head, which had been lowered, and his seemingly kind face now showed a hint of cunning.

Rashid looked at his father's face, hesitated for a moment, and asked:
"What about the Sadr organization?"

Rashid only asked one question and didn't continue. Salman, who knew exactly what his son wanted to say, waved his hand and said, "Provide them with cover!"

"The more trouble they cause in Iraq, the more energy the American people will expend there."

"It's like freeing us from our constraints!"

"Find a way to contact Sadr and subtly tell them about Saudi Arabia."

"Also, try every means to find out from him what exactly the powder he transported this time is."

Salman paused, turned to look directly at his son, and said softly:
"I suspect that the weapon used in this Iraq bombing was this black powder, but we've tried it and it can't be ignited with an open flame."

"So, contact them and get to the bottom of this."

"While you're subtly probing them, replace the Emirates Airlines staff with a few absolutely loyal individuals to cover their operations!"

"Remember?"

"I'll remember!" Rashid nodded firmly, then slowly walked away under his father's watchful gaze.

After his son left, Salman took out his phone, found the number of Sheikh Khazayed, the ruler of the Emirate of Abu Dhabi, and dialed it:

"The King of Saudi Arabia contacted me and said he was prepared to join the UAE in making a statement on the Iraq issue."

"I haven't agreed to his request yet. My idea is to hold another Abu Dhabi defense exhibition this year!"

On the phone, Kazayed remained silent for a long time before finally agreeing to the matter and entrusting the entire operation to Salman.

After hanging up the phone, Salman looked up in the direction of Iraq and said softly:
"come on!"

…………

Iraq, Hillary.

In a very ordinary courtyard, Zais stretched and walked out, and immediately saw little Sadr huddled in a corner roasting lamb.

He strolled over leisurely, sat down as if no one else was there, and then began to critique the cooking:

"You need to rotate it more slowly and evenly."

"Otherwise, the lamb will easily burn."

"Time to apply the oil!"

"Time to add the spices!"

Just as Zais was about to speak again, Sadr Jr. pulled a gun out of his pocket without warning, pointing it directly at Zais:

"Shut the fuck up!"

"Fine! I'll shut up." Zais shut his mouth, but every time the mutton was turned, he would open his mouth and then quickly close it again.

at last.

The mutton is ready to eat.

Little Sadr tore off a large piece and tossed it to Zais, then secretly took a piece of the plump lamb leg, sprinkled it with some spices, dipped it in some yogurt, and slowly began to gnaw on it.

After taking a couple of bites of mutton, he suddenly said, "Keep the Ramadi thing to yourself. Don't admit that you were responsible for this attack, or that you'll be using those things in the future."

"Reduce the amount of explosives and reduce the power."

His words seemed to bring Zais, who was enjoying his meal, to a standstill.

A few seconds later, Zais suddenly burst out laughing: "You're scared!"

"Haha, you're scared!"

"I thought you, little Sader, were stronger than Sader, but I didn't expect you to be just as worthless."

"I'll finish this leg of lamb and leave with my men right away."

"If you want to sell me the equipment you have, I'll buy it. If you don't want to sell it, I won't force you."

"I think I've already gained an advantage from these two attacks alone."

Zais's loud laughter did not disturb Sadr.

He continued gnawing on his lamb leg, then said, seemingly casually:

"If you don't want to be seen as a thorn in someone's side, you'd better keep your distance."

"The Americans didn't bother you before because the damage you caused wasn't significant."

"But now, we have this thing that's similar to a nuclear weapon."

“The Americans will definitely investigate to the end, and they will also relentlessly pursue the matter with England, France, and even Saudi Arabia, the UAE, and Iran.”

"At that time, we will be enemies of the whole world."

"Of course, none of that matters. What matters is that the people who give these things are truly doomed if they are angered."

"Really?" Zais asked doubtfully after hearing Sadr's words. He then raised his head, looking suspicious, and peered around cautiously before teasing Sadr:
"Don't scare yourself."

"Ah—" Little Sader let out a low groan, his head lowered, his fingers slowly tearing the mutton from the leg of lamb in his hand:

“If I told you they have informants in Iraq.”

“Even our every move is being monitored by them. How can you still laugh?”

"Of course, this statement is an exaggeration."

"I'll choose one that's not exaggerated."

"If the other side is willing to hand over this nuclear-like weapon to us, do you think they might use it against us if we anger them?"

(End of this chapter)