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Chapter 203 Entering Syria for Love and Peace! (Second Update!)

Damascus, People's Palace.

The sky was already dark, but the command center of Syria was brightly lit. Elite soldiers from the Republican Guard took their positions according to the defense plan they had practiced countless times, and then pointed their guns outward, staring intently into the darkness.

At the heart of their society, inside the People's Palace, in the command center, the aged President Saad sat in a chair, before whom was a sand table depicting Syria.

Surrounding the sand table are high-ranking Syrian officials.

Security Bureau Chief Isar.

Chief of the General Staff Maher.

Army Commander-in-Chief Saloy.

Air Force Commander-in-Chief Andros.

Defense Minister Suleimania.

And Sadr's core, Republican Guard Commander Etano, and the Syrian National Defense Force's main force, 4th Armored Division Commander Alto.

At this moment, the side door of the command room was pushed open, and the soldiers blocking the doorway, one on each side, escorted a young officer into the room.

Stopping in the room, the young officer quickly handed the documents in his hand to Security Bureau Chief Isar:

“Mr. Isar, this is the latest intelligence from various locations.”

Upon hearing that it was the latest intelligence, Isar quickly took the document, opened it, glanced at it, and then slammed it shut again.

After closing the document, he didn't speak, but instead took the document and approached Sader:

"Mr. President, please take a look."

Sade didn't receive the intelligence immediately; he had seen everything Isar had done with his expression and actions.

If things were going well, Isar wouldn't have made that expression.

Seeing that Sade did not take the intelligence, Isar took another step forward and handed it over: "Sir, please take a look."

After this persuasion, Sade reached out and took the intelligence report, opened it, glanced at it, and then slammed it shut again.

After a few seconds, he spread out the intelligence again and looked at it carefully.

[Communication and power networks in various regions are currently paralyzed due to the America Tomahawk missile attacks. While a few areas have temporarily restored communication by using generators for self-powered operation, most areas remain without contact.]

[Terrorists in Homs launched an attack, prior to which the 3rd Infantry Division was hit by a missile strike and is currently engaged in fierce fighting.]

The 5th Armored Division and the 2nd Infantry Division in Aleppo were attacked by terrorists with heavy firepower, who easily destroyed the 5th Armored Division's armored tanks.

[The Deir ez-Zor region has been completely cut off from contact...]

The Russian Air Force squadron in Tartus has departed and is en route to the battlefield in batches to provide fire support. However, due to the large number of battlefields, the Russian Air Force squadron is unable to guarantee sufficient firepower resources.

[A report from a Golan Heights outpost indicates that the Israel Defense Forces are massing towards the border, with plans to breach the border and force their way into Syrian territory.]

The intelligence report was extensive, spanning several pages, but it contained not a single piece of good news, only bad news.

Suppressing his anger, Sade finished reading the intelligence report, closed his eyes, and asked the men in front of him with a helpless expression, "Can you tell me what you've been doing all this time?"

"Say it!"

"Why don't you speak?"

"Do you even know how to fight?"

"Others are delaying the war to prepare for the next battle, to move supplies and to allocate firepower."

"And us? We're shopping in TND."

After hurling insults for a while, Sader finally felt a little better. He coughed twice and waved to his brother, Alto, the commander of the 4th Armored Division, who was not far away.

"Alto, I need you to lead your troops to Holmes immediately and take control of it."

"Can you do that?"

Alto paused, not answering immediately, while the others beside him looked incredulous after hearing what he said.

The 4th Armored Division was THAAD's trump card, and trump cards are usually saved for last.

Playing your trump card now could lead to unpredictable consequences if problems arise, potentially plunging you into an unstoppable abyss.

Sader saw all their expressions. The old man shook his head and said softly, "Holmes' geographical location is too important."

“If we don’t take control of Holmes, once the opposition forces in the north have gathered, they will join forces with the people in Holmes and then march straight south.”

"At that time, Damascus will be indefensible."

"If we take control of Holmes now, we can quickly transport a batch of supplies through the port, which will at least guarantee our war supplies."

Sade's words successfully made Alto abandon those messy thoughts in his mind.

The professional soldier stepped forward and pounded his chest with his fist:
"Brother, rest assured, I will definitely eliminate the militants in Homs within 48 hours at most."

With his own brother on the front lines, Sade was very pleased. He nodded and turned to look at the head of the security bureau:
"Isar, you need to gather as much intelligence as possible about the northeastern region, namely Raqqa, Deir ez-Zor, and Hasakah."

"We need to find out the situation there as soon as possible."

"If the situation allows, we will send a large army to take control of Deir ez-Zor and Raqqa."

When he got to the exciting part, Sadr clutched his chest and coughed.

Isar knew all too well why THAAD was so agitated.

Countries in the Middle East all produce oil, and Syria is no exception.

Syria's best oil fields are mainly located in Deir ez-Zor province, where the oil is of high quality and has a high oil content, requiring little processing to sell at a high price.

Moreover, the output there was extremely high, at one point accounting for 30% of the entire Syrian output.

Aside from Deir ez-Zor, the other two major oil-producing provinces are Raqqa and Hasakah. As for Homs, which also produces oil, it's practically just a roadside town.

Moreover, Deir ez-Zor, Raqqa, and Hasakah are traditional agricultural areas in Syria.

Syria gets a large portion of its food from this triangular region. If this entire area were to be occupied by others, the mere thought of feeding the population would be enough to exhaust the president.

Isar hesitated for a moment, then abruptly raised his hand and saluted Sade:

“Mr. President, Isar will always be your servant, forever.”

"I promise to bring you all the information about Deir ez-Zor and other areas in detail."

Having pledged his loyalty, Isar stepped aside and listened quietly to the instructions of the next person.

Sade coughed twice, finally adjusting himself, and then said to the local Chief of Staff Maher:
"From now on, you'll have to rely on yourself, because none of us have ever commanded a war like this before, and we have very little war experience. So, Maher, you must do your best."

After giving Maher his instructions, he turned his gaze to Suleimania:
"Minister Suleimania, in the coming period, we need you to wholeheartedly allocate resources so that our people can win a victory."

Suleimania didn't dare to respond, and he didn't know how to respond.

After all, he was the one who sold some of the information.

Just as he was about to make a casual remark, Isar, who had just left, ran back, this time carrying a laptop.

He approached Sadr, turned the computer screen towards Sadr, and pointed at the screen, saying:

"Just received a message that America is preparing to enter." After saying that, he pressed the space bar on his laptop, and the video on the laptop screen began to play.

On camera, America, the South African president, walked onto the stage, spread out her speech, calmly nodded to the audience, and then looked up.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this press conference."

"I am honored to be able to stand up and say a few words at this crucial moment."

"At this press conference, our focus will still be on the Middle East."

"As is well known, we signed a peace agreement with Iraq last year to withdraw our troops."

"Our soldiers are also withdrawing from Iraq in an orderly manner."

"But at the end of last year, an unknown group intervened in Iraq and caused great casualties to our soldiers."

"After that, they intensified their attacks, launching one after another."

"Even recently, they attacked Israel's port of Eilat, razing the entire port to the ground."

"Everyone wants to know who these people are."

"Now I will reveal the answer to you."

The person on stage held down the speech manuscript with both hands, pushed it aside, and then picked up a small object from the podium and displayed it to the audience.

It was a fist-sized, transparent evidence bag.

Inside the evidence bag, there was a certain amount of white powder.

After displaying the white powder in a circle, President America continued:

"Our investigation has revealed that this white powder is a new type of explosive."

“Those people are able to act recklessly in Iraq precisely because no country has the blueprint for this new type of explosive.”

"As we all know, developing a new type of explosive requires a large investment of funds."

“Ordinary terrorists cannot afford such funds; only countries, especially large countries with substantial financial resources, can afford to invest in this.”

"After careful investigation, we suddenly discovered that the country behind these terrorists is Syria."

"They have been sabotaging us behind the scenes and persecuting our soldiers."

“Besides persecuting our soldiers, Syrian President Saad has always been a hardliner.”

"Their family seized the political fruits of Syria through a coup and then remained seated on the throne, ignoring the lives of those below them."

"I think everyone should remember the protests that took place in Syria not long ago, right?"

"That demonstration was suppressed, ruthlessly suppressed."

“Those brave rebels were killed by those damned bureaucrats.”

"In other words, the world has lost a few more idealists."

"As a leader of the world order, America has the duty and responsibility to spread love and peace to the whole world."

"To bring the glory of freedom and democracy to people all over the world."

"We must rescue those living in dire straits."

"So after careful consideration, we decided to march into Syria to bring love and peace to the local people!"

"I also need to say something to Sader: Sader, wash your neck."

In the end, the black president simply raised his right hand and gently ran it across his own neck.

That concludes the video playback.

When he saw the black face at the last pause of the video, Sader almost choked.

He sat in his chair, took a few deep breaths, and barely managed to suppress his anger. The door to the operations command room was pushed open again, and the young officer who had come in to deliver documents to Isar not long ago brought intelligence again.

Isar took the intelligence and glanced at it, but did not hand it over to Sade immediately.

Seeing his expression, Sade knew it couldn't be good news.

After calming himself down as much as possible, he reached out for the document.

A few seconds later, the document was handed to him by Isar.

The documents were slowly unfolded, and the information on them appeared before THAAD.

Large numbers of university students, high school students, and middle school students took to the streets to protest and demand severe punishment for the perpetrators.

Upon seeing this, Saddam gritted his teeth.

After biting for a while, he turned to look at Isar and said through gritted teeth:
"Take the security bureau people over there and suppress all these damned guys."

As Isar was about to turn and leave, he quickly added:
"Contact the Russian side as soon as possible."

Upon receiving the order, Isar nodded, turned, and followed the others out of the room to attend to other tasks.

The news that America was preparing to march into Syria spread throughout the Middle East in just a few tens of minutes.

…………

Across the Mediterranean Sea, in Libya, a man in military uniform, his chest adorned with medals, examined the intelligence report in his hand repeatedly. Finally, he reluctantly put it down, rested his chin on his hands, and instructed the person opposite him:
"Contacting Syria means that we are willing to send troops to help them suppress the rebellion."

"However, once the deed is done, Syria must recognize Libyan rule."

Upon hearing the medal-wearing man's instructions, the few people waiting to receive orders quickly stepped aside and relayed the message.

…………

Karbala, Iraq.

Looking at the messages on his phone, Khalid closed his eyes, then suddenly stood up and walked towards his old Toyota pickup truck.

He had only taken two steps when he was stopped by Little Sader: "Didn't you say that life and death are predestined, and wealth and honor are determined by fate?"

"Don't worry, you'll know where they are once communication is restored."

After much persuasion, Khalid was finally calmed down, and Sadr quickly sent a message to his father.

But the message was like mud flowing into the sea, and there was never a reply.

…………

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia.

Said looked at the intelligence reports in his hand, unsure whether to cry or laugh.

America used a flimsy pretext to declare war on Syria.

Meanwhile, Syria, despite knowing that America might take action against them, still did not choose to remain on alert.

Then they were caught off guard again.

Among all this jumbled information, there was also a message from Libya.

[Gazelle Gaddafi, from Libya, sent a message saying he was willing to help Syria, but on the condition that he become Syria's leader.]

(End of this chapter)