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Chapter 256 Help them set up! (First update!)

The topic was suddenly shifted back to his elderly father, and young Sadr couldn't help but roll his eyes.

When Zais had a falling out with his father, he was still in England, and all the news he heard was hearsay.

Therefore, he can be considered an observer.

With a soft sigh, Sadr crossed his arms and looked at Zais, asking:

Do you think the Sadr Movement at that time still had the ability to continue fighting?

"If you think you still have the fighting capacity back then, then pretend I said nothing."

Two sentences brought Zais back to his senses. He shook his head and looked at Sadr, saying:

"I know better than you whether the Sadr Movement was combat-ready at the time."

"It was precisely because I knew we lacked fighting power that I broke with your father, left the Sadr Movement, and formed the Justice League."

"To be fair, your father's mistakes weren't that big. His only mistake was that he was too stupid and too naive."

"I'm still willing to believe what those people say."

Hearing his father's evaluation from Zais once again, Sadr Jr. couldn't help but facepalm and mutter:
"Isn't it a bit too much for you to talk about my dad in front of me?"

“Indeed!” Zais nodded seriously. Just when Sadr thought that this man was about to change, Zais said again very seriously, “Next time I will say it in front of him, not in front of you!”

At this moment, Sadr felt stuck in a rut and didn't want to talk.

So he chose to change the subject:

"Come on, I'll show you our new toy!"

Upon hearing about the new toy, Zais maintained a forced smile, his face, hidden beneath his beard, radiating obsequiousness.

Sadr witnessed all of this, and he found it both amusing and laughable, but ultimately chose to keep quiet.

He said he would show people something, but instead of leading them into the house, he led them out of the yard.

Outside the yard, an old Toyota pickup truck was parked. The paint had peeled off, revealing the original material of the body. After weathering the elements, the metal was covered with a thick layer of rust.

Sadr climbed into the car and started it. Zais climbed into the passenger seat and asked with a smile, "Where to next!"

"Let's go to where we store our things!"

The Toyota pickup truck started and headed south of the city. Soon, the vehicle entered another block, turning left and right on the street, and finally turned into a very inconspicuous alley.

Just as he was about to leave the alley, Sadel stopped the car at the entrance of a courtyard.

As soon as the car came to a stop, the courtyard gate opened, and two young men walked out. The two young men nodded to Little Sader, then turned and walked to the left and right of each other in opposite directions along the alley.

Before long, one of them reached the entrance of the alley.

He naturally lay down in the shade at the alley entrance, leaning against the wall, and fell asleep with his eyes half-closed.

However, the rapid shaking of his head betrayed that he was not asleep.

Zais saw all of this and was quite satisfied. At least, the Sadr Movement looked much better now than it did back then.

As he observed, Sadr Jr. was also observing. Seeing a hint of satisfaction in Zais's eyes, he triumphantly raised his right hand, then swung it down sharply:
"Come on! I'll take you to see something interesting!"

The two entered the yard one after the other, but instead of going into the living room, they turned towards the kitchen next door.

There was a huge freezer in the kitchen. Little Sadel went over and moved the freezer aside.

Underneath the freezer was a wooden board that had been covered.

The wooden planks were lifted, revealing the entrance to a tunnel.

"Let's go!"

Grabbing a flashlight from the wall beside him, Little Sader bent down and went into the tunnel.

After traveling through the tunnel for about 10 minutes, the tunnel exit appeared in front of the two.

Emerging from the tunnel, Zais looked up and found himself in a warehouse.

The warehouse wasn't large; the visible area was only about 100 square meters, with an overall height of about 4 meters. The lights were on, and there were no windows on the walls, but the air wasn't stuffy, and there wasn't that musty smell of long-term closure.

The wall in front of the tunnel was piled high with boxes.

In front of the box was a simple table.

Four people were sitting at the table, all of them looking toward the tunnel exit. Judging from the pile of cards on the table, they had just been playing cards.

Little Sader, who had stepped out of the tunnel first, had already greeted the four people and walked to the box.

He pulled out a few boxes from the pile, then opened them to reveal the parts inside.

After moving the parts to the card table, Sadr waved to Zais: "Come here, I'll teach you how to play this thing!"

Under Zais's watchful eye, Sadr Jr. began to show off, starting to assemble the drone in front of him.

A few days ago in China, he was practicing disassembling and assembling a computer, and then crashing it.

With the help of money, he has transformed into a qualified assembly line worker, the kind who can work on an entire production line all by himself.

Under Zais's watchful eye, Sadr Jr. performed exceptionally well, assembling a drone in just 20 minutes.

Handing the drone to Zais, Sadr Jr. picked up the remote control: "Come on, let's go out and play!"

And so, Zais arrived at the warehouse completely bewildered, and then left with Sadr Jr. in the same bewilderment.

Reappearing in the sunlight, Sadr Jr. did not rush to leave, but instead took Zais to the rooftop.

After setting the drone down, he picked up a brick from the rooftop and casually tied it to the bottom of the drone.

After completing the preparations, he turned on the remote control and the drone together.

The power indicator lights on both devices started flashing and then turned green simultaneously.

After playing with the remote control for a while, little Sadel explained softly:
"This is my new toy."

"Drone!"

"It can carry a load of 7.5 kilograms, and with this remote control in my hand, it can perform precise operations within a range of 500 meters."

"Within a range of 500 to 2 kilometers, operation requires skill."

"The range is from 2 kilometers to 100 kilometers, it depends on fate."

"Because there is no GPS positioning!"

As they were talking, the drone on the ground took off, carrying the brick hanging below it, and hovered and danced above the two of them.

Watching the drone tumbling up and down, Zais naturally replaced the bricks beneath it with RPG rockets and TNT explosives.

After replacing these two items, he was immediately stunned.

This thing...

This thing is much better than a mortar!

If you add the things that Sadr gave you before, the destructive power will be extremely strong, stronger than ordinary artillery or even missiles.

After playing with it for a while, Sadr lowered the drone and handed the remote control to Zais: "Hold this and get a feel for it!"

Zais did not refuse and took the remote control without hesitation.

Then his attention was immediately drawn to the small screen on the remote control.

He glanced at the screen and then at the area below the drone.

It was then that he noticed a small camera on the bottom of the drone. The camera looked rough, and the footage it captured was less than satisfactory.

But it was indeed a camera, and it could capture images.

After playing with the remote control for about 10 minutes, he took the drone into the air with the help of little Sader.

After the drone had been flying for a few minutes, Zais suddenly turned around and asked Sadr:
"So, the purpose of this thing is to strap on bombs and then crash it into the other side?"

"What else?" Sadr asked, spreading his hands, seemingly eager to know what else Zais would do with the drone.

Hearing that its use was as he had guessed, Zais controlled the drone to land slowly. Only after the propellers stopped spinning did he hold the drone in his arms and examine it carefully.

A few minutes later, he put the drone down and asked very seriously:
"What did you mean when you said that after 2 kilometers, it's all about fate?"

"Literal meaning!" Little Sadr pointed at the drone:

"This thing doesn't have a GPS location. Within a 500-meter range, this remote control has the best signal and the view is clearest, making it the best range to control."

"A range of 500 to 2 kilometers requires setting up base stations, which is quite troublesome."

"Once this thing flies more than 2 kilometers away, it becomes almost invisible to the naked eye. It's not easy to distinguish ground landmarks using only the camera on the drone."

"Prone to veer off course."

"It's also easy for problems to arise."

"So my personal suggestion is..."

“No! You don’t need to give advice!” Zais raised his hand to interrupt Sadr: “You’ve never been on the battlefield. The best range for this kind of thing is more than 2 kilometers.”

"Believe me!"

"As long as I stay far enough away, no one can do anything to me!"

After speaking, he took off again with the drone. This time, the drone did not hover nearby, but flew straight into the distance.

Seeing how quickly he got the hang of it, little Sader turned and went downstairs. He quickly reappeared with a map, stood beside him, and asked softly:

"By the way, do you have a suitable target?"

“If we’re talking about before, there weren’t any suitable ones, but now, I think all the targets are suitable.” Zais answered casually without turning his head.

As Sadr Jr. prepared to press for further questioning, he began to control the drone to return to base.

The drone returned and then landed on the ground.

Zais took the map and, upon discovering it was a map of Iraq, couldn't help but frown.

But soon he noticed that the map included Kuwait to the south, and his furrowed brow immediately relaxed. He then smiled and pointed to Kuwait:

“I’ve been thinking about getting revenge on America for a long time.”

"Several targets were also selected."

"But Iran has been preventing us from taking action."

“Now that they’ve backed down, as the big brother of our Justice League, I have a duty to help them stand up!”

As he spoke, he pressed his finger into the desert northwest of Kuwait City:
"This is America Ali Salem Air Base. Back when they bombed Iraq, it was here that the planes flew the most."

"I've always wanted to blow this place up."

"But this base is located in the desert, surrounded by vast open spaces, making it extremely difficult to enter."

Zais tapped his finger on the map, then dragged it south, to the south of Kuwait City.

"This is the Americana Arifjan military camp. The Americana 1st Marine Division, which attacked Basra, used this as its base to launch the attack."

"Now, this is the First Theater Support Command of the American Army and the Marine Corps Command."

"It's a perfect target for bombing!"

“In the past, I could only dream of places like this, but now, with this thing, I dare to do it!”

After speaking in a very domineering manner, Zais turned to look at Sadr:

"Don't worry, I will hold Iran responsible for this attack in full."

"I need to help this older brother get back on his feet!"

His words left Sadr speechless.

Your brother cherishes you, but you treat him like dirt; you're practically roasting him alive.

However, since Iran is the big brother, let him die; it has nothing to do with me anyway.

Having thought all this through, Sadr began disassembling the drone, asking questions as he did so:
When are you planning to make your move?

Under his gaze, Zais closed his eyes, frowned, and pondered for a moment before uttering an outrageous time: "Tonight!"

"Are you crazy?"

“I’m not crazy!” Zais corrected Sadr, pointing to himself.
"I'm going to fuck them to death tonight, otherwise I'll feel terrible."

"The straight-line distance from here to the target point is about 450 kilometers."

"You just said it yourself, this thing can fly two to one hundred kilometers."

"All I need to do now is take my people and spend a few hours heading south along Highway 1."

"You can launch the attack at the intersection of Highway 1 and Highway 31."

"This location is about 50 kilometers away from the target point."

“Those damned Americas and Israelis have absolutely no idea where this thing came from.”

"By the time they realize what's happening, I'll have already run away!"

"Moreover, it doesn't matter if we can't hit them directly. What we need now is an attitude, an attitude that still dares to stand up and lead everyone in resistance."

“We want this attitude, America wants this attitude, Israel wants this attitude, and even the international community is watching our attitude.”

"At this time, as the younger brother, we must help Iran stand up."

Beside him, Sadr stood there, his lips tightly pressed together, not uttering a single word.

Zais spoke casually, but in reality, his plan had a very low success rate.

Even if the starting point is off by just one centimeter, after being magnified over 50 kilometers, that one centimeter will become very large.

The result is that the target is not hit.

Unless someone goes to the scene and uses laser guidance.

but……

None of this had anything to do with me, because the one who launched the attack was the Justice League.

As is widely known, the Justice League is Iran's number one henchman; when they take action, it means Iran has taken action.

They are the extension of Iran's will!
Their bombing means that Iran is officially taking action and intends to kill everyone.

The thought of Iran being unable to defend itself makes Sadr laugh.

After laughing, he waved his right hand and said, "Come on, I'll assemble this for you."

"Then you'll be in charge of finding more people!"

(End of this chapter)