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Chapter 189 That day, everyone became light! (Third update!)
After borrowing a cigarette, the Israeli soldier followed the middle-aged man's gaze and looked in the direction he was looking.

Upon seeing this, the Israeli soldier immediately gave him a knowing look.

The weather is lovely today, sunny and breezy, perfect for going out.

Looking in the direction the middle-aged man was looking, several kilometers across the sea, he could vaguely see some white buildings dotting the desert.

That is the Aqaba Palace, a real estate development in the Gulf of Aqaba by the famous UAE real estate company, Eagle Hill Jordan.

It is said that only the super-rich can afford to live in those villas.

Unfortunately, Israeli soldiers' wages aren't even enough to buy soda, let alone live in such housing.

Silently taking a drag of his cigarette, the Israeli soldier turned to the middle-aged man and asked in Hebrew:
"Want to live in a house like this?"

The sudden sound seemed to startle the middle-aged man, who then turned his attention from the distance to the Israeli soldiers.

He opened his mouth, but ultimately asked in English:

"Do you think someone like me can afford to live in a house like this?"

"To be honest, I feel like I'm committing a sin just to think about it."

Israel is a reconstituted Jewish state, with Jewish immigrants coming from all over the world.

There are black, white, and yellow.

Therefore, these immigrants who gathered from all over the world used very different languages.

Hebrew is the most widely spoken language and is also the officially designated official language.

Secondly, Arabic is the language of choice, but due to the exclusivity of the Jewish community, Arabic has an awkward position in Israel.

However, because of the large number of users, Israel has continued to allow Arabic to exist.

Then it's Russian.

Israel's most formidable soldiers came from the former Soviet Union, and these Soviet immigrants also brought Russian back to Israel.

Finally, there is Yiddish, but this language is spoken by fewer people and is mainly used by Hasidic communities.

As for the widely used English, it acts as a lubricant among these languages.

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, the Israeli soldier looked him up and down.

A very ordinary Arab attire.

With this kind of attitude, they won't earn much money all year round.

Seeing the real estate across the street, he could only look at it, let alone even think about it; that was a pipe dream. After a moment's thought, he switched the language module to English and handed his right hand to the middle-aged man:

"Show me the photos you just took!"

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, then handed the camera to the soldier in front of him.

Upon receiving the camera, the soldier did not immediately look at the photos, but instead held the camera in his hands and examined it closely.

Sony cameras.

The soldier didn't recognize the specific model.

However, judging from the faded paint on the camera and the aged and cracked leather strap, the camera has been in use for quite some time.

He pressed the latch, opened the cover, and casually took out the film inside. He then spread the film out and looked at it in the sunlight.

Unfortunately, we couldn't see anything.

Or rather, all you can see is a clump of indistinguishable traces.

The soldier, seemingly unperturbed, held the film for about ten minutes before putting it back in the canister, putting it in the camera, and finally handing it to the middle-aged man, patting him on the shoulder as he did so.

"Great shot!"

The middle-aged man didn't respond; he simply lowered his head listlessly, his eyes staring blankly at the camera in his hand.

In fact, out of the corner of my eye, I kept watching the departing soldier.

After the soldiers had gone far away, he raised his head, his face full of anger, stuffed the camera back into his arms, climbed back into the car, started the engine, and slowly drove into the port's cargo loading and unloading area.

When you hold the film roll up to the sunlight, you can't actually see anything.

Only after the film has been developed and held up to the sunlight can you vaguely see what was photographed.

Israel has a universal conscription system, and given its relatively small size, many of its facilities are ostensibly for civilian use but are actually for military purposes, in order to deter potential attacks.

As the only port in the Red Sea region, Eilat is no exception.

The already small port was divided into two areas: the left side was a military area, and the right side was a civilian area.

There was no strict boundary between the two; only the soldiers appearing in the corner blurred the distinction between them.

After registering the cargo information in the port registration area, the middle-aged man drove the truck into the civilian unloading area.

He chose a good spot, the closest one to the military zone, less than 15 meters in a straight line, with only two soldiers in between.

After parking the car, the middle-aged man checked his phone before getting out.

Finding that there was indeed no signal on the phone, I simply pulled out a timer from under the seat and then pulled out two wires from under the bed behind me, connecting the wires to the timer.

After setting a two-hour countdown, I casually pressed the timer switch.

He turned around, locked the car door, got out, and went to complete the necessary procedures.

He disappeared without a trace after he left.

Just like many FPS games have search-based scenarios, the two soldiers standing guard nearby, seeing that no one was around, automatically triggered their talents and began searching, attacking, and retreating.

The soldier on the left handed his gun to the soldier on the right, and then he stealthily approached the vehicles.

First, they cautiously probed to see which cars did not have automatic alarm devices.

After testing the waters, he took out a wire and skillfully opened the door of a truck.

Truck drivers often travel long distances, so they usually keep some money, cigarettes, and alcohol in the center console storage compartment to cope with fatigue during long drives.

But Israel is not very big, so these trucks didn't have much supplies.
After rummaging through the center console storage compartment for a while, the soldier found some banknotes, as well as some cigarettes and alcohol.

Stuffing the banknotes, cigarettes, and alcohol into their pockets, the soldiers jumped off the vehicle and quickly transferred the spoils to their comrades.

Then he started searching the second car.

After searching for a long time, the soldier finally found the middle-aged man's car.

As soon as the soldier opened the car door, he heard a series of beeping sounds.

But he ignored it and focused intently on rummaging through the storage compartment under the truck's center console.

Like other trucks, the glove compartment contained two bottles of liquor and several packs of cigarettes, all brand new and unopened.

The soldier stuffed the items into his pocket with satisfaction and was about to get off the vehicle when he heard the beeping sound again.

After thinking it over, he decided to see what it was.

It might be an electronic product.

The soldier listened intently for a while, then carefully lifted the cushion in the small rest area behind the driver's seat.

He lifted the mat and immediately saw the timer underneath.

As he looked over, the timer had just reached zero.

The moment the soldier saw this thing, he understood what it was, but when he saw the timer reset to zero, countless images flashed through his mind in an instant.

There are images of his parents holding him and teaching him to babble when he was little.

There are scenes of him chasing girls in school after growing up. There are also scenes of watching his crush marry someone else.

The following scene shows him serving in the army, but stealing chickens and dogs while on guard duty.

The last frame shows the countdown timer in front of you reaching zero.

Before the soldier could even shout, the sound of a violent explosion, shattered vehicle debris, and a blinding white light rushed towards him.

On the road outside the parking area, the sentry was enjoying cigarettes and alcohol that his teammates had brought back.

Anyway, there's nothing much going on here, so what's wrong with having a few drinks and a smoke?

A sip of wine, a puff of cigarette—life is like that of a god.

Just as the soldier was taking a satisfying puff, he suddenly noticed that the vehicle his teammate had just boarded was cracked.

A dazzling white light burst forth from the car.

In that light, he seemed to see his companions.

He tried to speak, but before he could even open his mouth, the shockwave from the explosion, carrying debris from the truck bed, hurtled towards him.

In an instant, the soldier vanished without a trace.

In a warehouse separated by only one wall, several Israeli officers were inspecting a batch of supplies.

This is a batch of artillery shells and bullets from South Korea.

The order was placed last year, and it took more than a month of sailing for the goods to arrive in Israel from South Korea.

The shells are the K307 standard high-explosive shells from South Korea, with a range of about 30 kilometers. They are compatible with NATO standard artillery. Israel purchased these shells mainly for use on its M109 self-propelled howitzers.

The bullet is the most common 5.56×45mm NATO standard rifle cartridge.

Compared to prices in Europe and America, the supplies purchased from South Korea saved approximately 20% of the cost.

Of course, this money simply ended up in everyone's pockets.

After inspecting the supplies, the officers were discussing the details of how the profits would be divided.

But the next second, the wall beside them suddenly cracked, and a dazzling white light surged out from the crack. A huge shockwave, carrying away the ruins, crashed straight towards them.

The human body is as fragile as a piece of paper in the face of broken bricks, tiles, steel bars, and cement.

It's even worse than a piece of paper.

In an instant, the entire warehouse was destroyed by the shockwave, and the shattered ruins were also swept up by the shockwave and continued to rush forward.

As for the people inside, they too turned into light at that moment.

The Gulf of Aqaba also has a distinct Mediterranean climate, and in early spring, except for a few days, the sunshine is quite good.

The pleasant sunshine always attracts tourists.

About 1 kilometer south of the port of Eilat, on the beach, tourists from southern Israel are leisurely lying on the sand, enjoying the sunshine, the sea, and a rare moment of tranquility.

Just as this pleasant moment was beginning, a sudden, intense push came from the north.

They shoved everyone—people lying on the beach, people standing, people sprawling, people playing—into the sea.

The northern part of Eilat Port is the residential area of ​​Eilat.

Buildings with a strong Middle Eastern style are scattered throughout the streets, forming one community after another, bringing a unique vitality to this arid desert.

In the midst of peace and tranquility, the people in the city suddenly saw an additional sun in the south.

A white ball of light.

After the white orb of light flashed by, an incredibly terrifying rumble came rapidly from the south, accompanied by an invisible shockwave.

Glass shattered, vehicles screamed, and people screamed.

In an instant, the city of Eilat seemed to have fallen into the apocalypse.

Fortunately, Eilat has few tall buildings, and the low-rise buildings slowed down the impact of the explosion.

Compared to the land, the sea was even more magnificent. The port was to the east of the ocean, and the impact of the explosion rushed into the sea without restraint, creating waves as high as 10 meters in the originally calm Gulf of Aqaba.

As the shockwave receded, these waves, once their force dissipated, began to violently rebound, surging back with even greater force and crashing onto the exploded harbor.

In the Aqaba Palace villa area of ​​Jordan, a middle-aged man, dressed in expensive clothes, stood on the top floor of the Aqaba Palace Hotel, taking in the entire scene through binoculars.

When he put down the binoculars, he was soaked in sweat.

After putting down the binoculars, he slid down the parapet wall, his right hand pressed tightly against his chest, trying to slow his heartbeat.

If your heart keeps beating that fast, you'll die!

At this moment.

He finally understood why the person handing over the supplies to him reminded him to set a timer and evacuate as soon as possible, the farther away the better.

With that kind of explosive power, anyone left nearby would only die.

The middle-aged man took out the memory card from the camera, wiped away the fingerprints with alcohol, and went back to his room to change into a cleaning uniform.

Go out.

He walked down the staff passageway to a place out of the camera's view, then quickly threw away the cleaning uniform, revealing the waiter underneath.

Then they quickly disappeared into the underground parking lot.

Find the car that was parked there beforehand, take out the keys, get in, and then speed off towards the border between Jordan and Saudi Arabia.

The vehicle drove out of the city and headed south along the highway.

The vehicle soon arrived at a Jordanian import/export port in the Gulf of Aqaba.

After driving the vehicle into the parking area, the middle-aged man quickly walked out of the parking area and headed towards the freight area not far away.

As soon as he stepped inside, a young man approached and greeted the middle-aged man sternly: "Latil, you damned bastard, all you do is cheat and shirk your duties!"

"Hurry up, parking space 13 in section C, that truck is going to Wadi Musa, get the delivery done quickly!"

As the two approached, the younger man casually tossed the keys to the middle-aged man, while lowering his voice:

"Once you arrive in Wadi Musa, you will receive a new identity, and then immediately go to Amman. Once you arrive in Amman, someone will meet you and take you to Iraq."

"Once you get to Iraq, you should go into hiding. That would be too much of a commotion."

"Make sure it's hidden well!"

"Understood!" The middle-aged man took the keys, turned around, and got into the truck.

Before long, the truck started and headed east along Highway 90 by the port, then turned north onto Highway 47. In just a few hours, it arrived at Wadi Musa, a small town in central Jordan.

Upon meeting in Wadi Musa, the middle-aged man was quickly arranged for a full range of services.

He underwent a complete makeover from head to toe, and when he reappeared, he had transformed into a business elite.

He carried his briefcase and, with arrangements made, quickly set off for Amman, the capital of Jordan, further north.

As the capital of Jordan, Amman has a large population and a vast area.

When middle-aged people enter this city, they disappear completely, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

After waiting for more than ten hours, he finally received news that the relevant personnel had been settled, and Sayed's wildly beating heart finally calmed down.

He clutched his chest and looked at Sader with a look that suggested he wanted to devour him.

After resting for a short while, he pounced on the man, grabbed his collar, and shook him violently.
"You fucking tricked me!"

(End of this chapter)