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Chapter 358 The Brotherhood is Establishing an Intelligence Network! (First Update!)

After staring at the woman in the image for a while, Fahbad straightened up and asked seriously, "Does it work?"

The question startled the bearded man and his men, who immediately switched to a serious demeanor, completely different from their lecherous behavior just moments before.

After fiddling with the remote control for a moment, the bearded man handed it to his companion and clapped his hands.

As soon as the applause began, his companion, who was standing beside him, immediately understood and turned to walk into the depths of the woods. Before long, the companion returned, accompanied by seven burly men.

Each of the seven burly men was carrying a silver-white metal box.

These people approached, and the one in front handed the metal box in his hand to the bearded man. The bearded man took it, opened it, and turned the box to face Little Sader.

Inside the box were bright green US dollars, all in denominations of 100.

The banknotes were brand new and still had a faint smell of ink.

Under the watchful eyes of Sadr and the others, the bearded man picked up the banknotes from the box, pressed the edges of the banknotes with his thumb, and gently flicked them, causing the banknotes to rustle with his movements.

After displaying the stack of banknotes, he took out all the banknotes from the box, some in small change and some in large bills, a hundred stacks in total.

After showing the banknotes in the first box, the bearded man took out three more boxes and showed the banknotes in two of them in the same way. He then picked up the fourth box, took out 36 stacks of banknotes, and placed them on top of the other three boxes.

His voice followed shortly afterward:
“We ordered a total of 224 drones, at $30,000 each, as previously agreed, for a total of $672 million. We will pay the full amount after the first batch of samples is delivered.”

"You just said that the manufacturer is offering a discount, making each unit $1.5."

"Here is $336 million!"

"Please take stock and check the authenticity. Once you've confirmed it, give me the first batch of 10 drones. As for the rest, just deliver them to me at the agreed time."

After leaving these words, the bearded man and the men behind him stepped back, creating a safe distance between themselves and Sadr.

Instead of stepping forward, Sadr tilted his head at Khalid beside him. Khalid nodded, turned around, and went back into the pickup truck. Together with the others, he took two banknote counting machines out of the pickup truck.

Connect the power supply and begin checking the banknotes.

The whirring sound of the money counter running seemed somewhat eerie in the quiet woods.

It took Khalid a while to verify the $336 million banknotes.

Not one point too much, not one point too little.

After carefully putting away the banknotes, Sadr and Khalid retreated with them. Before leaving, he pointed to the pickup truck:

"This old truck is yours now. I'll deliver the next batch of goods as soon as possible. Goodbye."

After speaking, Sadr waved his hand casually, then led his men to the two remaining vehicles. They swarmed into the pickup trucks, which started up and wobbled away from the woods.

In the woods, the bearded man watched them drive away until they were completely out of sight, then he pointed at the pickup truck.

As soon as he moved, someone stepped forward to check, turning the pickup truck over from front to back, and finally taking the drone out of the truck bed.

Instead of taking the pickup truck, the group turned and walked into the woods, carrying the drone case with them.

Across from the woods was a river, and there were four small boats on the riverbank. The large group of people boarded the boats, untied the ropes, and the boats slowly rowed downstream along the current.

The group hadn't rowed far before they maneuvered the small boat toward the opposite bank. The bearded man took the drone with him, and four people from the group continued to maneuver the boat forward.

After landing, there was a highway with several pickup trucks parked on the side.

There were people in the driver's seat of the pickup truck. When they saw the bearded man approaching, they immediately started the truck. Once the man and cargo were on board, Pikachu roared and sped off towards southern Iraq.

A few hours later, the pickup truck convoy arrived at the Kuwaiti-Iraqi border. They seemed to know the people at the border checkpoint well, and the police on duty just glanced at them and waved them through the border checkpoint.

The convoy drove several dozen kilometers further and stopped in front of a courtyard at the border of Kuwait's Jahra and Felwaniyah provinces.

Several burly men got off the truck and unloaded the goods.

Only the bearded man and his few bodyguards remained; the rest of the men rode in pickup trucks and quickly disappeared into the orderly streets of Kuwait.

Kuwait City has a large population, and these 10 or so people disappeared without a trace as easily as a drop of water flowing into the ocean.

The bearded man walked into the courtyard. The main building's door opened wide, and a middle-aged man, also dressed in a white robe with a cloth covering his head, came out. Unlike the bearded man, this man did not have a beard, which made him look less rugged and more refined.

Upon seeing the bearded man, the middle-aged man immediately smiled and asked:

"Mach, did you bring the items back?"

"Brought it back!" The bearded man named Mach nodded, taking a half-step to the side to reveal the box containing the drone behind him.
"Badia, the item has been brought back. From my personal experience, it's very useful."

"With this, we can organize a special forces unit that is exclusively our own."

Upon seeing the box, Badia was so excited that he completely missed the last few words Mach said.

He strode forward, opened the box, took out the drone, and noticed that the instruction manual was not printed in the English he usually saw. He then quickly turned to look at Mach.

Mach took the drone and remote control, tossed the instruction manual aside, and began demonstrating it in front of Badia.

It was already night in Kuwait. After the drone took off, Mach naturally switched to the infrared camera and then showed the remote control display to Badia.

Seeing the two red figures appear on the display screen, the worry on Badia's face completely disappeared, leaving only ecstasy.

In his ecstatic gaze, he was then shown the drone's ammunition rack mount and other functions.

After the demonstration, Mach retrieved the drone, gently stroking its outer shell with his fingers, and said with a look of fascination:
"These years of studying abroad have taught me a lesson: political power grows out of the barrel of a gun."

"If we, the Muslim Brotherhood, want to rise and implement our ideals, we must have an armed force."

"An armed force that obeys us, not one forced to side with us to defend their own country..."

"Mah, shut up!" Before Mah could finish speaking, Badiya's reprimanding voice rang out beside him: "Remember, the ideal of our Muslim Brotherhood is the comprehensiveness of Islam."

"It is a complete system covering the economy, politics, law, and society, not simply armed violence!"

"We are not Jihadists!"

"do you understand?"

"Our differences lie in whether to accept limited democracy, whether to implement Islamic law from the top down, and whether to accept a secular constitution to a limited extent."

"It's not just simple armed violence!"

Listening to Badia's words, Mach slowly closed his eyes, and when the person opposite him stopped rambling, he suddenly opened his eyes again:
“Badia, I don’t know whether to call you naive or just plain naive.”

"If it is really as you say, then why have our various factions repeatedly become involved in armed struggles?"

"Explain?" Mach stated the facts and recounted the history, leaving Badia speechless for a moment. He stood there taking a few deep breaths before continuing calmly:

"I am not against armed struggle, nor am I against the possession of force."

"But I would prefer that everyone sit down and have a proper talk to avoid some unnecessary casualties."

He was about to ramble on when Mach raised his hands, interrupting him, and then posed another question:
"These drones are very useful, and they are reselling them at half the price."

“I plan to suggest to the leader that we purchase more drones to train our own armed forces. At the same time, we can also use these drones to enhance communication.”

"After all, according to the Sadr organization, this thing has a maximum flight radius of 100 kilometers."

The statement that the maximum flight radius is 100 kilometers completely terrified Badia.

After being driven out by the combined forces of Saudi Arabia and the United Arab Emirates, the Muslim Brotherhood shifted its main area of ​​activity to Sudan, Qatar, Jordan, and Syria.

Of course, there are also small numbers of Muslim Brotherhood forces remaining in Saudi Arabia and the UAE.

The main force of the Muslim Brotherhood has always wanted to make effective use of these remaining forces, but the transmission of information has become an insurmountable barrier between them.

Saudi Arabia may not be good at fighting, but it's quite capable when it comes to dealing with those who threaten the monarchy.

But now, with this thing, this situation will change dramatically.

The furthest point of the UAE border is less than 600 kilometers away. In theory, only seven drones are needed to transmit a message from the westernmost point of the UAE to the easternmost point.

The furthest distance on Saudi Arabia's international routes is 2200 kilometers, requiring only 23 drones.

The Red Sea between Sudan and Saudi Arabia is only 185 kilometers wide at its narrowest point!

If you want to connect Djibouti with Yemen, the distance between the two sides is less than 20 kilometers!

Having this device to manually transmit intelligence is much safer than sending messages or making phone calls that are being tapped, or being arrested for carrying intelligence in person.

The only possible loophole is that the shameless Saudis bribe manufacturers with money to buy data from them.

However, this tactic is not without its countermeasures.

All we need to do is buy more equipment, distribute it evenly across Saudi Arabia, and let these devices fly back and forth every day, flying whenever they have free time.

By then, even if Saudi Arabia buys the data, they will find it useless, and after a few more attempts, they will abandon the plan.

With that in mind, Badia turned to Mach and said, "I will go with you to suggest to the leader that we purchase more drones, but I will make it clear that we are not buying these things for armed violence."

"It's used to build our intelligence network!"

Badia's emphasis left Mach speechless, but he was willing to join him in advising the leader that victory was the goal.

Once that thing arrives, how to use it is none of Badia's business.

The only downside is that we can't get in touch with the manufacturer. It would be even better if we could.

He sighed, turned around, picked up a box, and nodded to the burly men who had been waiting beside him.

"Move the things inside."

“Badia, you will write a letter with me later. We will use this to send the letter to the chief.”

…………

Suzhou.

Mao Xiaofei, holding a bucket of instant noodles, stood guard in the drone data center of the telecommunications company.

In front of him was a large screen made up of four Samsung UT460 chips, and the core image on the screen was a high-definition satellite image.

This data was transferred from the West Suburbs Aerospace Control Center.

After staring at the screen for a while and finding nothing on it, he lowered his head and stuffed a mouthful of instant noodles into his mouth.

After finishing the last mouthful of soup, he turned to look at the clock on the wall; it was exactly 12 noon.

It's time for the shift to change.

Just as he got up, intending to throw away the instant noodle cup in his hand, a red light suddenly flashed at the edge of the large screen, followed by several green dots appearing on the map.

This sudden change thrilled Mao Xiaofei. He tossed the instant noodle box into the trash can, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and turned to stare intently at the big screen.

After looking at it for a while, I dragged the mouse to zoom in on the map.

When the map is zoomed in, these green dots can be clearly seen in Qatar, and next to these green dots is a distinct gray area.

That's Doha International Airport in Qatar, which is also a no-fly zone that comes with the drone when it leaves the factory.

As Mao Xiaofei stared at the screen, the green dots gradually approached Doha International Airport.

Finally, it got stuck at the edge of the gray area.

Immediately afterwards, these green dots wandered along the gray edge, circling around Doha International Airport.

Back to where I was.

After taking in this scene, Mao Xiaofei asked Lin Yi for backend access and recorded the core machine codes of these drones, marking them separately.

After all this was done, the person taking over the shift appeared in the control room with lunch. They placed the food in front of Mao Xiaofei, filled out the shift handover record, and asked:
"Are any drones activated?"

"Yes!" Mao Xiaofei nodded. After the other person finished filling out the shift handover record, he took the record, wrote his name and the handover time, then picked up his lunch, sat down next to him, and ate while smiling and saying:
“Those people in Qatar briefly tested the no-fly zone at Doha International Airport before turning off their equipment.”

"I have already marked the machine codes of these drones. If they appear again, the system will automatically remind you."

"Be extra careful when you're on duty with the others."

Hearing Mao Xiaofei's instructions, the new shift leader shrank back and asked in a low voice:
"Is what we're doing a bit unethical? It seems like it's illegal in other countries!"

"Then they should also hold us accountable for invading their privacy." Mao Xiaofei shoveled a couple of mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, held the spoon up, and reminded them:
“These people get the drones and then test them in no-fly zones, and they even test them at airports.”

"This shows that they don't value human life. When we encounter people like this, our primary task is to stop them from committing crimes, not to interfere with their privacy."

“Our drones have not been officially launched in Qatar. If someone deliberately misleads us, the blame will ultimately fall on us.”

"We can't take the blame!"

"Understand?"

(End of this chapter)