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Chapter 266 Giving in! (Second Update!)

Ali Hussein's words left Mohrabad stunned.

He opened his mouth as if to speak, but the difference in their social standing was too great, and the words of advice he was about to say were swallowed back down.

After a while, he finally opened his mouth and asked cautiously:
"Your Holiness, what you just said means that we should ask America for..."

"No, is it a compromise?"

The words were spoken, but were replaced by Mehrabad with a more neutral term.

Across from him, Ali Hussein also sensed the doubt in Mohrabad's words, nodded, but then gently shook his head.

His bizarre actions left Mohrabad speechless.

Why settle at this crucial moment?
Is there something wrong with your brain?
He was inwardly complaining, but showed no outward expression. Just as he was about to ask further questions, Ali Hussein spoke up, explaining his intentions:
“You just said that besides America and Israel, there is also Türkiye and Afghanistan.”

"If it's only tens of thousands or thousands, we can completely ignore them."

"But Türkiye has hundreds of thousands of troops, America has hundreds of thousands of troops, plus Israel, and finally Afghanistan."

"We can't hold on!"

"To do something knowing it's impossible is not the mark of a true man."

"So, I hope you can understand!"

What does it mean to be silent to the point of deafening effect? ​​This is it.

Mohrabad lowered his head, his expression solemn, and looked at Ali Hussein with utmost deference. He wanted to say something, to criticize the religious leader, because two out of every three sentences he uttered were self-serving.

But he quickly suppressed the thought that had just arisen in his mind.

Criticizing Ali Hussein is pointless; it will only create trouble for yourself.

just now.

Everything had to be done in accordance with this religious leader.

After a moment's thought, Mohrabad nodded in agreement: "His Holiness is right, given the current situation."

"It is certainly not in our interest to go to war with America."

"If we can negotiate with the Americans at this time, get them to sit down and talk with us calmly, and withdraw our personnel at this time, our interests can be maximized."

The flattery pleased Ali Hussein greatly; he nodded and fixed his gaze on Mohrabad.
"In that case, I'll leave this matter to you."

What does it mean to shoot oneself in the foot?

This is!
Upon learning of this mission, Mohrabad wanted to slap himself twice, regretting his words and the nonsense he had uttered.

He's just making trouble for himself.

After berating himself, Mohrabad respectfully knelt down on one knee:
“Your Holiness, I will do everything in my power to make this happen.”

Having received assurance once again, Ali Hussein nodded in satisfaction. He said to the man in front of him, "Go and get busy. Contact Iraq, Lebanon, and Syria as soon as possible and get them to temporarily cease their attacks, so as not to strain relations."

Upon hearing this, Mohrabad, who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, couldn't help but laugh.

He really wanted to ask the person in front of him, "Do you know how the outside world will view Iran when you back down like this?"

Do you know how people below view Iran?

Know……

One thought after another flashed through his mind, only to be crushed one by one by Muhrabad.

Asking won't do any good, so it's better not to ask at all.

Filled with resentment, Mehrabad returned to the Revolutionary Guard headquarters.

No sooner had he sat down than Abuyek, the commander of the Holy City Brigade, approached him, looking utterly exhausted.
"What did the Pope say?"

"Should we choose to conquer the entire front, or just choose to capture one or two places, using a clever tactic of feigning an attack while secretly advancing?"

Under Abuyek's gaze, Mohrabad gently shook his head:

"His Holiness the Pope means that I should seek peace with Israel and America."

He uttered those words with precision and elegance, and the instant he finished speaking, Abuyek exploded.

With a wave of his hands, he transformed into a desktop cleaning master, sweeping everything off Mohrabad's desk.

Still not satisfied, he jumped up again and stomped on the books repeatedly.

After stepping on the books, he was still not satisfied, so he simply put his hands on Muhrad's desk and then forcefully flipped it over.

After venting his anger, he felt much better.

He poured himself a glass of warm water and drank it down before asking Muhrabad in as calm a tone as possible:
Did you tell him about our casualties?

"said!"

"Did you tell him that America has suffered heavy casualties during this period?"

"said!"

After two nods and verbal confirmations, Abuyek's anger, which he had just suppressed, flared up again, and he burst into a tirade of curses:
"Is Ali Hussein even human?"

"Before anything even began, he didn't soften his stance, he didn't offer any pleas for peace; he wanted people to issue such a strong statement."

"Following his instructions, everyone began targeting America, targeting Israel, and started killing people."

"The comrades below died, and the enemy's men also died. The frenzied retaliation escalated the situation, and others, in a fit of rage, also considered killing him."

"When he realized things weren't going well, he thought of seeking peace? Even if he wanted peace, he should be the one to step forward!"

"He doesn't step forward, and then disappears perfectly!"

"That's hilarious!"

"Does he know what to do? What will Iran's allies think of Iran? What will Iran's own people, and the forces that have been painstakingly built up, think of Iran?"

"Coward, spineless coward, useless..."

"Use the dirtiest and most offensive language possible."

"I seriously doubt he's even human!"

While he was complaining, Mohrabad had already put the table back in its place, dusted off non-existent dust, and said softly:
"I'm giving you a mission now: go to Iraq as soon as possible, and appease the Badr Organization, the Justice League, and the Hezbollah Brigade."

"At the same time, a batch of supplies was sent to Hezbollah in Lebanon."

"At the very least, we need to reassure them."

Listening to Mohrabad's arrangements, Abuyek shook his head, looking at the acting commander of the Revolutionary Guard with a mocking expression:
"It's no use. Even if I manage to appease them now, we'll still die the same way once your announcement is released."

“The organizations below already have a deep-seated hatred for Israel and America, and it is precisely because of this that they are willing to be driven by us.”

"Now, our dear Pope has declared to everyone that we have no enmity with America or Israel."

"For our own benefit, we can abandon the henchmen we've cultivated, and we can abandon our allies."

"From now on, let alone remotely controlling the war in Lebanon, I won't even give those few people I have now the chance."

"We're screwed!"

Muttering these words to himself, Abuyek stood up, but the instant he stood, a sudden rush of blood shot through his throat. He spit out a mouthful of blood, and then collapsed to the ground. Fortunately, Mohrabad, who was nearby, reacted quickly and caught him.

After putting the person on the ground, Mohrabad quickly made a phone call for help, summoning several doctors to take the person to the hospital.

After seeing the person off, he returned to his desk. Looking at the messy office, Mohrabad picked up a sheet of paper from the scattered pile and began writing today's press release.

Half an hour later, the speech was ready and confirmed to be error-free. Only then did he contact his subordinates by phone to have them prepare a speech.

The people below acted quickly, and within an hour of Mehrabad's instructions, the relevant speeches were ready.

Surrounded by dozens of reporters with their cameras and microphones, Mohrabad walked to the podium, smiled and nodded to the crowd below, and said:

"The main reason I invited everyone here today is to serve as a witness."

"If America is willing to withdraw its troops and leave at this moment, then we, Iran, are willing to work with America to resolve this misunderstanding."

"complete!"

After saying a few words, Mohrabad stood behind the podium, quietly watching the reporters below.

The reporters, however, stared at each other in stunned silence. Then, they asked the cameraman to play the playback.

Once they realized that the commander of the Iranian Revolutionary Guard in front of them was not joking, the group completely erupted in chaos.

They left with the video as quickly as possible, sending it back to their respective news media so that they could publish it immediately and gain initial attention.

These journalists naturally included those from neighboring Gulf countries.

As a result, the news spread throughout the entire Gulf region in just three hours.

Of course, the news also reached the ears of Zais and others in the Justice League.

Yesterday's attack was very effective; in one day, they took down a lot of American soldiers, as well as a lot of Humvees and light armored vehicles.

After reporting their results to Iran, they waited for Iran's next move and its subsequent support.

However, their high expectations were not met; instead, they were betrayed by the top commander of the Iranian Revolutionary Guard.

They are prepared to seek peace with America and Israel.

Upon learning this news, Zais immediately contacted Hezbollah to confirm it. At first, he was cautious and tentatively probed the situation.

However, Hezbollah members shattered his illusions.

This matter is true.

After confirming with the Hezbollah members, Zais still didn't believe it. He then contacted the Badr organization, but the information provided by the Badr organization was exactly the same as that of the Hezbollah members.

Finally, he mustered up the courage to send the confirmation to Abuyek.

Not long after the message was sent, Abuyek replied with a concise and clear response, answering Zais's question perfectly.

[The Pope requests peace!]

In short, this statement contains a lot of information: throughout the entire incident, Iran positioned itself as the weaker party.

If the weaker party wants to make peace, then it must accept the demands made by the stronger party.

These demands are the price of seeking a sum, but who will bear that price?

Is it Iran itself?

Even a fool would know it's impossible.

The cost will absolutely not be borne by Iran itself; it should be borne outside of Iran, and it must be acknowledged by America and Israel.

After counting them, only their Justice League, Hezbollah Brigades, Badr organization, and Hezbollah in Lebanon fit this bill perfectly.

They are absolutely worth a high price. Once they are sold off, Iran will live a very comfortable life from now on.

Perhaps this comfortable period won't last long, but at least we had it once.

Thinking about all this, Zais smiled.

As he laughed, tears welled up in his eyes. He suddenly felt sorry for himself all these years, and also for the friends he had made in Iran.

Iran deserves its misfortune to have a pope with such a mentally unstable mind.

After cursing in his mind, Zais slowly raised his eyes and looked at the dozens of core members of the Justice League in front of him:

"Ladies and gentlemen, in the coming period of time, I may become an enemy of Iran."

"Those who wish to continue following me, then stay."

“If you don’t want to follow me and want to go back to Iran, please step forward. I will give you things and then send someone to take you to the Iranian-Iraqi border.”

"Then you'll have to walk the rest of the road on your own."

After Zais finished speaking, the huge room became exceptionally quiet; you could hear a pin drop.

No one stepped forward, and no one said he was going to Iran.

After staring at these people for a while, Zais smiled.

A happy laugh.

After laughing, he began to give orders to these people: "Now, after the meeting is adjourned, everyone go back to your respective areas, immediately gather your subordinates, and then change locations."

"Don't stay where you are, and especially don't have contact with Iranians."

"Maybe they were just joking, just kidding, but we can't take the risk. Once we take the risk, once we become greedy."

"That will be our death!"

"Remember?"

"If Iran tries to coerce or bribe us, then we'll turn our guns on them and kill them!"

"Meeting adjourned! Let's run!"

At his command, the dozens of people in front of him got up and left one after another. Before long, only Hazari and Zais remained.

Watching the departing crowd, Hazari suddenly asked, "What are Iran after?"

"It's probably Figure 160!"

"what?"

“I mean, they’re mentally unstable.”

"Never mind, what should we eat tonight?"

"Noodle!"

The organizations controlled by the Holy City Brigade were in a panic. In the distant East, in Suzhou, Lin Yi was also alarmed when he saw the news.

He knew Iranians liked to jump around, but he never expected them to go to this extent.

These people are demanding peace.

Then you'll definitely have to pay a pledge of allegiance.

If things go wrong, I might end up becoming the one who sacrifices himself for the cause!
(End of this chapter)