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Chapter 258 We definitely didn't do it! (Third update!)

The explosions did not last long; from the first explosion to the last, the entire process took no more than five minutes.

The explosion was over before anyone could react.

Once the soldiers were fully armed, they rushed out of the camp under the leadership of their respective captains, intending to search for any possible enemies. However, all they found around them were the screams of their comrades and the burning flames.

Nothing at all!

They immediately boarded armored vehicles and spread out towards the perimeter of the air force base as quickly as possible.

These damned guys launched an attack; they can't go far.

Once we catch them, we must skin them alive.

Let them know how painful it is to be woken up at 3 a.m.

However, when these thousands of people were cast out like a fishing net, they searched the entire 20-kilometer radius around the air force base.

However, they were never able to find the so-called enemy.

There wasn't even a trace.

The early May sun shines on the ground, bringing a touch of mist to the barren desert, giving it an surreal feel.

This feeling is similar to that of Noel Fraser, the commander of the Ali Salem Air Base.

At this moment, he stood at the entrance of the command post, wearing a wrinkled military uniform and looking bewildered, staring blankly at the rows of corpses on the ground and the wreckage left by the explosion.

Since its establishment, this airbase has never suffered such an attack, except during the Iraq War in 2003, or even during that war.

During the 2003 Iraq War, the former Iraqi president attacked this airbase with missiles.

However, the Scud missiles from the former Soviet Union had inherent weaknesses and were all intercepted by the air defense systems at the time.

Later, the former Iraqi president stopped paying attention to the base and instead launched missiles at Israel.

Choose to strike at the snake's vital spot.

That is why, although this base has had several commanders, none of them have ever made such a big mistake during their tenure.

He could already imagine how furious Kelvin would be and how he would curse him.

He thought of Hillary from last year again.

Fortunately, the camp commander was dead.

He was also awarded a hero title by the country, but it was just a title; he did not receive any compensation.

We still have to lose money!

This is a dead person.

There is no room for bargaining with the dead.

Just as Norl was lost in thought, several fully armed soldiers walked over, carrying several transparent evidence bags:
"Colonel, these are some items found at the explosion site. Please take a look."

One sentence brought Noel back to his senses. He looked back at the transparent evidence bags and found that they contained some sheet metal, broken cables, and circuit boards broken into pieces the size of fingernails.

These items had no markings on them, and due to the explosion, they had lost their original condition.

Especially those circuit boards, which were completely black. If you didn't know they were circuit boards, you might think they were rusty pieces dug out from some remote corner.

Can this be used as evidence?

No!

Because it's impossible to see what use this thing has, and it's even more impossible to use it to find the target by following the clues.

He cast a questioning glance at the soldiers, who in turn shrugged.

“We didn’t pay attention to these things at first, but after we found the same things at multiple explosion sites, we started collecting them.”

“During the collection process, we also consulted with the maintenance engineers in the logistics department for confirmation.”

"After repeated confirmation by the repairman, he believed it was some kind of small guided rocket."

"The range is not long, the explosive power is not great, and the manufacturing process is also very poor."

"The only pity is that the parts on this thing are too shattered to be pieced together completely, and it is impossible to trace back to the manufacturer through internal equipment, so as to find out who was behind it."

After listening to the soldier's words, Noel slowly raised his head and closed his eyes.

He felt that his life was not very good.

After finally managing to get a job at this military base, I haven't even recouped my costs before this happens.

Next, I'll be saying goodbye to this position of person in charge.

Just then, a communications soldier ran over with a satellite phone:
"Colonel, it's General Kelvin on the phone!"

Upon hearing that it was Kelvin calling, Noel didn't dare to delay and quickly took the satellite phone, bringing his face close to it:

"General, please give your orders!"

"What are your orders, Mother!" Kelvin greeted Noel's mother warmly as soon as he arrived.

After a brief greeting, he got to the point:

“Bring a comprehensive casualty assessment to Qatar immediately.”

“I’m only giving you two hours. If you can’t get to Qatar within two hours, then don’t bother coming back. Pack your things and get back to America.”

As a smart man, Noel naturally understood the unspoken meaning in Kelvin's irritable words.

If he can get to Qatar within two hours and shift the blame, he can continue in his position as air force base commander.

More than two hours have passed, and the blame still hasn't been shifted.

He would be thrown out.

He immediately perked up upon hearing the implied meaning, and in the next moment, he reverted to being the powerful commander of America Air Force Base.

Turning around, he said to the soldiers beside him:
"Gather as much similar evidence as possible in 20 minutes!"

"At the same time, have someone prepare the video footage of your search."

"I'm taking it away in 20 minutes!"

"Furthermore, this is a disguised, special type of guided rocket."

"Understand?"

As he finished speaking, Noel's voice turned particularly cold. The soldiers in front of him weren't fools, and they naturally picked up on the threat in his words.

Several people immediately stood at attention:
"understand!"

Twenty minutes later, Noel, accompanied by several soldiers and carrying several large bags of evidence, boarded a plane bound for Qatar.

At 8 a.m. sharp, he appeared in front of Kelvin's office.

Along with him came several large bags of evidence.

Upon seeing him appear, Kelvin was about to speak when he caught sight of the large bags of evidence out of the corner of his eye. His face darkened, and he immediately questioned:
"What is this?"

Seeing that Kelvin was asking about this, Noel immediately stepped forward carrying a large bag and presented it to Kelvin:
"General, this is the wreckage of the guided rocket launcher that attacked us, along with video footage of our soldiers searching the area."

"As for the radar data, the radar station control room was bombed."

The next second, Kelvin swung his hand, knocking the bag open, and then kicked Noel to the ground.
"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Are these things important?

"Do we need evidence to do things?" "We don't need evidence. Whoever we believe did it, that's who did it, understand?"

"I used to think you were a smart person, but now I think you're just a fool."

"What you have to do now is cry, cry your heart out, cry to Congress, cry to the President, cry to the people of America, cry to the whole world."

"For each of the dead, you should find a story for them and mold them into the bravest, most fearless, strongest, and most compassionate warriors in the world."

"In short, all you have to do now is gain sympathy."

“I’ve already prepared the relevant media. In a little while, you’ll go and cry in front of the media.”

After saying that, Kelvin noticed Noel's attire.

Colonel America's standard uniform was perfectly pressed, without a single crease.

He frowned as he watched.

With a sigh, he waved his hand helplessly: "Change your clothes and make yourself look as disheveled as possible to gain sympathy."

Then he called his secretary and asked her to take Noel down to organize a press conference to demand money.

Once the others had left, his attention returned to the large bags of evidence. He frowned, opened the bags, and took out the deformed parts.

As he held the parts in his hands, the more he looked at them, the more his brows furrowed.

Although he didn't know what it was, he was certain that it wasn't a guided rocket launcher at all, because the metal parts in his hand were made of aluminum alloy.

Rocket launcher shells are made of steel, so who would use aluminum alloy?
Do you have too much money and nowhere to spend it?

If this thing isn't a guided rocket launcher, then what is it?
With curiosity, Kelvin took all the parts out of the bag and then sorted them out little by little.

In the end, he was completely numb.

He could guarantee that this thing was definitely not a guided rocket launcher, but some kind of small aircraft.

Having confirmed this, his gaze fell on the bags. One of the bags contained a hard drive, which contained videos of the search of the surrounding area after the explosion, as well as videos of the explosion site.

Kelvin took out the hard drives, connected them to the computer, and looked through them from beginning to end, his brows furrowing more and more as he read.

There were no traces around.

There are only two possibilities then. First, the enemy is disguised and they haven't found them.

But this possibility is unlikely. A thorough search would uncover every single detail, let alone the person who orchestrated such a massive attack.

The second possibility is that the person who launched this small drone was outside the search area.

However, the overall search area has been expanded to 20 kilometers.

Launching a small unmanned aerial vehicle carrying bombs from 20 kilometers away and accurately hitting a target 20 kilometers away requires advanced technology, especially a positioning system.

Small unmanned aerial vehicles are not missiles. Missiles need to be programmed with coordinates before launch and then take off in a parabolic motion according to a set program.

It was thrown at the target.

Once the internal mechanical timing equipment completes its timing, the missile's computer will be turned on and will calculate its position based on its current speed, flight time, and changes in the barometer and gyroscope.

Once it confirms that it is close to the target, the missile will adjust its attitude to facilitate the attack.

Small aircraft can't hold that many things.

Those that can be put down are called fighter jets.

Therefore, this thing needs the assistance of people and positioning systems even more than missiles; otherwise, it's just useless.

In this world, there is only one America who can do this.

Even Russia won't do.

Those European idiots are even worse.

Could it be that some people within America are trying to cause trouble?
Upon reaching this conclusion, Kelvin's face twitched; he was somewhat incredulous.

Just as he was trying to find reasons to convince himself, there was a knock on the door, and his secretary's somewhat anxious voice came from outside:

"General, the latest intelligence."

"Someone has come forward and admitted to it!"

The news was so shocking that Kelvin quickly got up from his chair, opened the door, and led his secretary into the room.

The secretary turned around and handed over a document: "A message from 15 minutes ago."

"Iran's Revolutionary Guard supported an opposition armed group called Hezbollah in Iraq."

"This opposition force is considered one of the more capable fighting units under the Revolutionary Guard."

"Fifteen minutes ago, they posted a statement on Twitter saying that they were the ones who launched this attack."

"The purpose is to warn Israel, and all of us, not to provoke Iran."

“The other party’s face is visible in the video they released, confirming that they are a high-ranking member of Hezbollah.”

"So, what should we do now?"

How to do?
Cold!

His purpose in summoning Noel was twofold: first, to have Noel plead poverty to Congress, claiming that the air force base needed repairs and that the radars should be replaced, otherwise they wouldn't be making the wrong identifications.

They mistook the enemy's attack for birds.

Secondly, it's to gain sympathy and then pin the blame on Iran.

Give Iran a good beating.

Now, the Iranians have stepped forward on their own, so there's nothing we can do about it; this is what they call having the right timing, the right place, and the right people.

He deserved to get hammered by Iran!
Taking a deep breath, Kelvin began issuing orders: "Order the Fifth Fleet to advance toward the Strait of Hormuz."

"At the same time, the 1st Marine Division was ordered to advance by ground from Umm Qasr into Basra and approach the Iranian border."

"At the same time, orders were given to the Mosul airbase to bomb the mountainous region in northwestern Iran."

"Before the bombing, remember to send leaflets to the locals and make phone calls to tell them to leave the building."

"Then, you contact the Syrian authorities directly and tell them to hand over the Iranian Revolutionary Guard personnel."

"We can withdraw our troops as long as they hand over the people."

The secretary, with a stern face, wrote down all the tasks. When she got to the last order, she suddenly asked:

What if Syria doesn't hand over the people?

"If you don't hand over the person, then we'll fight? Before, we didn't have the right to do it, but now we do!"

Upon receiving Kelvin's instructions, the secretary turned and left to arrange the relevant work.

Meanwhile, in his office, Kelvin picked up the phone and made a call back to America:

"Get me expedited now, transfer $2000 million worth of oil stocks."

"Don't tell me things like 'it's time to get off work' or 'the stock market is closed'—that's irrelevant to us!"

Before the phone call was even finished, the secretary who had left returned, appearing before Kelvin with a strange expression and a document in her hand:
"General, Tehran, Iran, has just issued a statement, which is a clarification video."

"In the video, they said they didn't do it."

“They can swear to Allah!”

(End of this chapter)