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Chapter 357 Pushing the Hands and Delivering the Goods! (Third Update!)
Fahbad's idea intensified after the convoy left the airport.

The straight-line distance from Dubai Airport to the border between the UAE and Saudi Arabia is 400 kilometers, but the total distance along the E11 highway is less than 480 kilometers.

The convoy drove at the maximum speed limit, and in less than three hours, the border between the UAE and Saudi Arabia came into view.

The convoy entered a checkpoint in the UAE. The checkpoint staff were very accommodating, simply checking the identity information before stamping the documents and allowing the convoy to pass.

Upon entering the Saudi border, Saudi inspectors readily accepted the convoy's identification documents with smiles, conducted a cursory inspection, and then allowed it to proceed.

Looking at the large number of vehicles waiting beside him, Fahbad smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

The convoy started again and slowly drove away from the border checkpoint amidst the envious gazes of the other waiting vehicles.

However, as soon as the convoy left the checkpoint, Fahbad saw a Porsche on the side of the road, next to which were four trucks identical to those in their convoy.

If these cars join the convoy and move forward with them, others will only assume that they belong to the same convoy.

Beside these trucks stood more than twenty people wearing bulletproof vests and helmets, without guns, but who looked like men to be trifled with.

Outside the Porsche's driver's compartment, a man dressed in a white robe and with a white turban draped over his head was leaning against the Porsche door with his arms crossed.

Upon seeing the convoy appear, the other party smiled and waved.

Inside the lead vehicle, the driver turned his head slightly and asked Fahbad in a low voice, "Should we force our way in?"

Fahbad gently shook his head: "Pull over!"

"Do not make any movements to avoid causing unnecessary misunderstandings."

Taking a deep breath, he opened the car door and got out, slowly walking towards the man leaning against the Porsche. As he approached, Fahbad nodded slightly to him.
"Hello, Mr. Saller!"

The man leaning against the Porsche was Sall. Sall wasn't surprised that the young Iraqi man in front of him could call him by name.

But he was still very curious, after all, judging from the clinical treatment just now, this young man was both bold and meticulous.

He extended his right hand to the other person: "Hello! I am Saler."

After shaking hands, he quickly withdrew his right hand: "Your Mr. Sader contacted us by phone, asking for our help."

"That's why I brought people with me."

After explaining why he had come, Sall didn't wait for Fa and Bader to reply, and instead pointed to the Porsche behind him:
"Get in the car, and let your car follow!"

With that, Saller turned and got into the car, turning the Porsche around and heading north.

Fahbad quickly returned to the lead car and repeatedly told the driver to be careful before getting into Saler's Porsche.

The car door closed, the Porsche roared to life and sped off, followed by the four trucks, and finally, Fahbad's convoy.

The journey from the Saudi-UAE border to Fahbad, our destination, is approximately 1100 kilometers, located in Rafha, in the northern Saudi desert.

The entire journey is on the highway and takes approximately 10 hours.

The convoy was moving forward, and Fahbad kept waiting for Sallti's request, but he waited until the convoy was sent out of Saudi Arabia before Sallti's request came.

Under his curious gaze, Sall stood at the Saudi border, waved slightly at him, then turned and got into his car, driving away with the four vehicles.

Returning to Lafha from the border, Salle tossed the Porsche to his men, climbed into the van, lay down on the bed, and pulled out his phone to send a message to his older brother.

I've already sent them away!

The message had barely been sent when Said replied.

[Thank you for your hard work. Come back soon and be careful on the road.]

Seeing that his older brother was concerned about the news but didn't provide the answer he wanted, Salle pressed on: "I don't quite understand why you changed your strategy and proactively helped the Brotherhood obtain these drones."

The next second, Saeed's answer appeared on the phone screen: "Compared to the Jihadists, these Brotherhood members only need one pusher to become terrorists: force. Once they get their hands on these drones, they'll definitely try to use them. And once they do, we can suppress public opinion and label them terrorists!"

Upon receiving his brother's reply, Saller remained silent. Although the method was somewhat insidious, it still relied on understanding people's hearts.

So far, although Saudi Arabia and the Brotherhood have been accusing each other of their practices, they have not completely broken off relations.

After all, compared to those Shia heretics in Iraq, these people are at least Sunni.

Heretics deserve to die more than infidels!
Now that they've got the drones, if they dare to make a move, they can take the opportunity to break off all pretense and completely brand the other side as terrorists.

Then, his own brother can take this opportunity to completely eliminate those in the country who sympathize with the Brotherhood, and also take this opportunity to win over neighboring countries and get them to follow suit and list the Brotherhood as terrorists.

When the tide recedes, we can then strike the exposed target with full force.

He tossed his phone aside, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.

On the other side, Fahbad's convoy also encountered Hazari, who had come to meet them.

Without exchanging pleasantries, they picked up the car, and Hazari immediately had someone replace the driver. He then stepped on the gas and sped off along the highway.

As dawn broke over Iraq, the convoy arrived in Najaf.

Little Sadel eagerly opened the car door, and then he saw the empty tray.

He couldn't believe it, so he started counting the appetizers.

Third time, 13.

Third time, 13.

Third time, 13.

If you include the empty tray, that makes 14.

He closed his eyes, took several deep breaths, then turned to look at Fahbad, pointing to the empty tray and asking, "Where's the stuff on this?"

“We were robbed by people from the UAE!” Fahbad said, lowering his head quietly.

Hearing that it was the UAE that was behind it, Sadr clenched his right fist, waved it a few times, and finally let it fall limply.

"Let's go, let's deliver the goods!"

Four trucks were too conspicuous, so Little Sader got a few pickup trucks, separated the pallets in the truck beds, counted the quantity, loaded them one by one into the pickup trucks, and then drove the pickup trucks to the designated delivery location.

In the woods east of Najaf, as soon as the pickup truck stopped, several bearded men, all dressed in large white robes, emerged from the woods.

Judging from the bulging white robe, they were carrying weapons.

The bearded man at the head of the group wore sunglasses perched on his nose. The sky was overcast, and it was unclear whether he could even see the road clearly with those sunglasses on. Little Sadr didn't ask, but simply pointed to the pickup truck:

"The goods are here!"

As he moved, Khalid reached out and lifted the tarpaulin covering the pickup truck, revealing white cardboard boxes inside.

The box is off-white in color, which looks simple but neat. There is no damage on the exterior, and it is obvious that it is a product from a reputable manufacturer.

Khalid reached into the pickup truck, took a box from it, and opened it completely to reveal the drone and remote control inside.

Seeing that the remote control looked different from the photos he had seen before, the bearded man frowned, pointed at the remote control, and asked:
"Why isn't it the kind I saw in the previous photos?"

When asked this question, Sadr Jr. once again gave the same prepared answer:
"That's military-grade equipment; $3 isn't enough!"

“You need to add a zero, or even two zeros, at the end. Besides, you don’t need such a high-end configuration. If you want to use that configuration, you’ll have to set up a control center.”

"No need!"

Upon hearing that it was a military-grade configuration and required a separate control center, the bearded man immediately lost interest.

He took two steps forward, squatted down in front of the drone, poked it with his finger, then looked up, about to ask a question, when Sadr Jr. spoke first:
"This time the order quantity is relatively large, and the manufacturer feels that they should offer discounts to consumers. At the same time, they are also holding an anniversary celebration."

"Therefore, the price of this batch of drones has been cut in half."

"The previous price was $3, but now it's only $1.5."

"Take a look at the goods first. If you think there are no problems, you can use the prepayment to pay the balance for the remaining batch of drones as well."

The bearded man, who was squatting on the ground, opened his mouth and, after several seconds, let out a surprised and uncertain "Ah."

Then he quickly lowered his head, staring intently at the drone.

After a long pause, he said softly, "Quickly, quickly check if this drone has been downgraded!"

At his urging, Fahbad came over, took all the drone and accessories out of the box, and explained as he assembled them:
"This is a charger. The manufacturer uses the Chinese standard, which is 220 volts power supply."

"This is a European standard adapter, which is a free gift. It does not come with a voltage regulator. If you want to use it smoothly, you either need to keep a generator on hand or buy a voltage regulator."

"These are the batteries; each drone is equipped with two batteries."

"This drone's flight radius is 100 kilometers, remember that!"

"This is the remote control. The two device manufacturers have already paired and locked them together. This remote control can only be paired with this drone. If the remote control is damaged, the drone will need to be sent back to the manufacturer for them to configure the remote control."

"When you're angry, don't smash the remote control. Remember, never smash it. For the first batch, the manufacturer granted high-level access to the satellite service in order to obtain more experimental data. These things are rare, and once they're damaged, there are fewer left."

"These parts are ammunition mounts. Choose the ammunition mount according to your needs."

"This is the remote control linkage mechanism. After the ammunition is loaded, you can install and fix this linkage mechanism, set it up, and then remotely control the bombing with the remote control. Remember to disassemble it when you're not in use, especially when the ammunition is loaded and the bomb is not in flight."

"The first time you turn it on is a bit troublesome because you have to wait for the device to activate."

"Press and hold the power button on both the remote control and the drone. Once they are powered on, they will automatically connect."

"Then comes the settings!"

"I'll explain the functions of the no-fly zone to you in detail!"

"Here are the relevant instructions. Knowing that this batch of goods was going to be sold to the Middle East, the manufacturer set up no-fly zones for some important areas in various Middle Eastern countries before the goods left the factory. There is a detailed list. Take a look and you can see these places so you don't have to fly there."

"Drones cannot fly into areas marked as no-fly zones. If a drone tries to fly into such a zone, it will have to take a detour."

"If they insist on flying inwards, the drone will land by force."

"Finally, look here: this no-fly zone service is available for purchase."

"As long as you pay a certain fee to the manufacturer, you can designate certain areas as no-fly zones."

"If other people use drones from the same manufacturer and want to attack you, they will trigger the no-fly zone mechanism and won't be able to use drones to attack you, which is great..."

Fahbad's explanation was very detailed, and everyone else nodded in agreement. Only the bearded man with sunglasses frowned after listening to the explanation.

He organized his thoughts briefly and then directly voiced his doubts:
"Is this no-fly zone effective against America's drones?"

"Also, I marked this area as a no-fly zone. Will others see it?"

"Won't people be curious and come over when they see this is a no-fly zone?"

"If the Americans and Israelis knew this was a no-fly zone, they would definitely come over, wouldn't they?"

"I feel like you're trying to force me to expose myself, to force me to die!"

Faced with this question, Sadr remained silent. In his silence, he glanced at Fahbad, who noticed his gaze, spread his hands, and calmly said, "Then make the no-fly zone bigger!"

“If you only mark a few houses, people will definitely notice you. But if you expand to a block or a city, no one will care.”

"They can't possibly search you house by house."

"As for America's drones..."

“That’s a product from another company. The rules are different between the two companies, so they can’t be confused.”

"Everyone, I have finished explaining everything. Now you can try to control it."

Upon hearing that it could be controlled, the bearded man in sunglasses immediately forgot all his previous questions.

Seeing the ammunition rack on the ground, the bearded man quickly installed it. Just as he finished, someone next to him handed him a grenade, which he slapped back.

After searching the ground, they found a stone of suitable size, secured it to the ammunition rack with a rope, and then the drone took off in a flash and disappeared from everyone's sight.

With the help of satellites, the drones transmitted back the images and data they captured. The bearded man became happier and happier as he looked at the displayed images and data.

The drone flew for a while and then stopped on the roof of a building across the river.

Then, the bearded man let out a series of chuckles.

The sound was a bit strange. When others heard it, they immediately gathered around and joined in with their own "hehehehe" sounds.

Fahbad leaned closer and also saw the image displayed on the remote control screen.

A woman is taking a shower in the bathroom.

(End of this chapter)