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Chapter 389 Türkiye's Eastward Shift of the Blame! (Second Update!)
Southeastern Türkiye, in the mountainous region northeast of Şanlıurfa Province.

Costa held the transferred call, listening to the curses on the other end, his face turning pale and then red. In the end, he kept apologizing to Lin Yi on the other end of the line.

After apologizing for about 10 minutes, Lin Yi finally hung up the phone, which relieved Costa, who had been scolded for 10 minutes.

He hung up the phone, turned and walked out of the tent, looked at the smoking iron tower not far away, took a deep breath, and quickly walked towards the crowd below the tower.

At the foot of the Eiffel Tower, several people dressed in Turkish army uniforms were pointing at the tower with a blueprint in hand. Around them, more people dressed in Turkish army uniforms were carrying fire hoses and spraying water frantically at the surrounding equipment and the equipment on the tower.

Hearing footsteps, the people surrounding the blueprints turned around and nodded slightly to Costa.

Costa nodded and looked at the Eiffel Tower in front of him, asking:
"Can it be fixed?"

The soldier holding the blueprints shrugged and said with pursed lips:
"It can't be repaired. I just asked the logistics warehouse, and they said that this jamming station has only just been built and hasn't passed the final inspection yet, so the logistics warehouse doesn't have any spare parts in stock. These parts still need to be imported from Europe and America."

"Fastest..."

The man tucked the drawing under his arm and started counting on his fingers. After about 30 seconds, he looked up and said:

"Because we are using civilian products to replace military supplies, we need to wear several layers of protective clothing, which makes the process more complicated."

"The whole process will take about three months!"

"Therefore, this jamming station will be unusable for at least three months!"

After the man finished speaking, Costa turned around and looked at the iron tower on the earthen slope in front of him.

The tower is about 20 meters high, and from a distance, it looks like a very ordinary high-voltage power tower.

But as you get closer, you can see that there is some equipment hanging on the tower.

At this moment, the equipment hanging on the tower was completely black, and in the oncoming wind, one could smell the stench of burning electronic components.

After staring at the tower for a while, he turned his gaze to the equipment next to it.

Like the equipment on the tower, the equipment next to it was also black and smelled the same.

Men in army uniforms were tidying up water pipes, and one of them, who clearly looked like the leader, immediately jogged over to Costa upon spotting him, saluted him, and then added:
"Colonel Costa, after our emergency rescue team's efforts and examination..."

"This batch of equipment has been completely burned. Its only value is to dismantle it and sell it as scrap metal. Do you want to dismantle this equipment?"

Upon receiving confirmation once again, Costa let out a long sigh.

He had some regrets.

The substation under our feet is actually a high-power interference station.

The purpose of building it here is to disrupt the Kurds in the eastern region, and also to contain Syria and Iraq.

The construction plan for this interference station was proposed in 2005, but it wasn't until last year, when the Atatürk Reservoir next door replaced its generator sets and increased its power generation, that the plan was officially put on the agenda.

Because this lousy jamming station consumes a lot of power!

Türkiye lacks the necessary equipment and has to source it from Europe, America, and other countries.

This jamming station was not officially completed until a month ago!

After completion, there was never a good opportunity for testing.

Besides this jamming station, Türkiye has several similar jamming stations this year.

This time, in order to test the quality of the batch of equipment from Xiaomi Heavy Industry, we followed the General Staff's idea and brought all these interference devices together.

They call it strong interference and strong deception!

But to my surprise, the power was turned up a little too high during the test.

In an instant, the jamming station burned down.

It burned completely!
They were left with nothing but that pile of steel frames.

After lowering his head and letting out a long sigh, Costa pointed to the equipment beside him:

"Take it down, and film it while you're doing it, I need to take it back to report later."

"If the filming is bad, I won't be able to deliver, and you'll all die."

After giving instructions to this person, Costa turned around and walked towards the group of people who had just taken the blueprints.

Before he even got close, several companions beside the man holding the blueprints clenched their fists and began to beat him mercilessly, shouting as they did so:

"I already told you, don't turn it on so high! Don't turn it on so high!"

"Now look what's happened. The jamming station, which was just built and whose personnel hadn't even been trained, has been scrapped."

"Besides the jamming station, there's also the power line from here to the hydroelectric power station. All of these need to be inspected. This is all work. Avaklin, it's all because of you!"

“Besides these extra tasks that have been added out of nowhere, all our previous work has been wasted. I had pinned all my hopes on this job, hoping that I could return to Ankara after it was completed.”

"You've ruined everything, you bastard!"

"Beat him to death! I haven't seen my daughter for three months!"

"I'm 5 months pregnant!"

"Beat him to death!"

Although they all shouted that they wanted to beat Avaklin to death, these people only punched him and did not actually kill him.

Avaqlin, who was being beaten by the mob, cooperated fully, constantly screaming in agony.

The performance was a bit over-the-top. Costa and the others rolled their eyes and pointed at the equipment, saying, "Go and do the statistics!"

"I'll give you two hours. After two hours, I'll take a helicopter to Ankara."

"If you don't compile the information for me within two hours, then you can expect to be court-martialed!"

With just a few words, the people who had been in contact scattered like birds and beasts, rushing towards the damaged equipment and risking their lives to count the damage.

Thanks to their tireless efforts, Costa had the statistical information on the relevant equipment in less than an hour and a half.

After checking the statistics to make sure nothing was missing, Costa jumped into a nearby helicopter, which took off and flew towards Ankara.

The jamming station is less than 600 kilometers away from Ankara in a straight line. It took the UH-60 Black Hawk transport plane two full hours to fly from the jamming station to Ankara.

As soon as Costa jumped off the helicopter, he saw the car that had come to pick him up. He got in and immediately asked someone to turn on the air conditioning.

"How are the other bases?"

"The effect is so-so!" The driver shook his head slightly, squinted at the road ahead for a while, and then turned his head slightly back:
"We have just received news that the Prime Minister is very dissatisfied with the General Staff's actions this time."

"Just as I came out of the Ministry of Defense to pick you up, I heard that the Prime Minister's motorcade had gone to the General Staff Headquarters."

Upon hearing this unexpected news, Costa couldn't help but slap his forehead.

Why is there trouble everywhere?
Can't this world make me feel a little better?
He closed his eyes, sighed, and then asked again:

"If we go to the General Staff Headquarters now, wouldn't we just be running right into them?"

The driver shrugged when he heard the question: "What can we do? Let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he floored the accelerator.

In the integrated command center on the 6th floor of the Turkish General Staff building, Prime Minister Deirmaz glared angrily at Chief of the General Staff Hajmana.

"Do you know what you are doing? You are blatantly interfering with international air routes and disrupting the satellite operations of other countries."

"Do you know what this kind of behavior is called internationally? It's called provocation, it's called war!"

"None of you with a brain would do something like this!"

“Normally, when I fight with you for power, that’s Turkey’s internal affair. But what you’re doing now is putting Turkey in opposition to the rest of the world.”

"I can understand you guys doing it in the middle of the night!"

"And what you guys do is turn on the jamming equipment right when there are the most planes!"

"It also interfered with an area spanning thousands of kilometers!"

"If you want to die, just say so. Go jump into the sea, jump off a building, shoot yourself, do whatever you want!"

"But could you please not drag Türkiye into this mess?"

"And that idiot president!"

"What about others?"

"He only knows how to cause trouble behind the scenes, and then he hides when something happens. Where is his courage?"

"You have the guts to cause trouble, but not the guts to take responsibility, huh?"

Haimana had been holding back, but when he realized that Delmaz was not only not stopping, but was actually getting worse, Haimana decisively raised his hand and slapped Delmaz across the face.

Snapped!
The sound of a slap echoed throughout the command center. Delmaz, stunned by the blow, remained speechless for a long time. Finally, he pressed his hand to his slapped face and slowly turned to look at Haimana.

"not bad!"

"Haymana, you have guts and courage!"

"You are a tough soldier, and I admire you very much. So I hope that when you face international public opinion and pressure in the future, you will be just as courageous and spirited as you are today."

After saying that, Delmaz turned around without hesitation and left the General Staff Command Center.

Only after one party left did the others in the command center open their mouths and begin to breathe heavily.

Outside the door, Costa quietly emerged from around the corner, glanced at the swaggering Prime Minister Delmaz, and then, hugging the wall, slowly slipped into the command center.

Just as he was about to gracefully disappear, Haimana suddenly turned her head to look at him:

"You just sent back a message saying that jamming device number 1 was burned out, right?"

Costa snapped to attention in an instant, his body ramrod straight as a javelin:
"Report to the Chief of the General Staff, there was an unexpected incident during the test. The equipment's power suddenly went up to the maximum. We didn't notice it at the time, and by the time we realized it, the equipment had already burned out due to excessive power."

He gave a brief explanation, then quickly bent down, took the documents he had been holding in both hands, and slowly moved to Haimana's side.

Haimana showed no expression, simply took the document, glanced at it briefly, and then returned to his seat.

No one paid him any attention, so Costa continued to hunch over and slowly made his way toward the Ministry of Defense's camp.

I found a seat and sat down, then stared longingly at Haimana in front of me.

Türkiye operates under a parliamentary system, with the prime minister holding real executive power, presiding over cabinet meetings, and formulating national policies.

The president is symbolic, representing the country, signing laws, and appointing judges and university presidents.

However, neither of them held military power.

Military power was in the hands of the General Staff.

The Ministry of National Defense is caught in the middle of this triangle, unable to side with either side.

But God bless Türkiye. This prime minister is very strong, the president has a lot of personal prestige, and the chief of the general staff is also a ruthless person.

Costa believes that under the leadership of these three men, Türkiye will surely surpass its past achievements.

The problem is that these three people don't get along very well, and they occasionally have disagreements.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Haimana calmly began to speak:

"The jamming test was very effective. In about 10 minutes, our jamming system completely covered the area south of the Black Sea, west of central Iran, east of Greece, and north of the Arabian Peninsula."

"Our several jamming stations, as well as the newly purchased equipment, also tested their limits in this test."

"Therefore, this was a successful test!"

"Next, I need you all to return to your posts, work diligently, and prepare for the possibility of war..."

And so, Haimana sat on the stage and spoke for a full forty minutes. When Costa was getting sleepy, the old man finally announced the end of the meeting and told the Ministry of Defense personnel to stay behind.

After the others left, Haimana sat down opposite the group from the Ministry of Defense, arms crossed, staring intently at them:

"The equipment you purchased this time is excellent!"

"In this simulation test, our electronic warfare troops tried every possible means, but they were unable to break through the basic defenses of this equipment."

"Even in environments with strong interference, these devices still have a signal, although the signal is a little weak and it takes longer to receive information."

"Very good, very good!"

"Now I want more equipment. Tell me how I can get more equipment."

"Furthermore, this test was initiated by you. Although there were some changes along the way, ultimately, you were the ones who led this operation."

"Now, you still need to come up with solutions."

These blatant lies and distortions of the truth caused several people in the Ministry of National Defense to gasp in shock.

Costa cursed inwardly.

He was the one who drafted this plan.

However, in his plan, he only planned interference tests and decryption interception tests for the equipment, and there were absolutely no large-scale signal interference tests.

Now, this huge black pot has suddenly fallen on my head.

This pot is shiny and black, which is perfect for my head.

While he was still thinking about it, the Minister of Defense poked Herrera on the head and said, "It was my subordinate who devised this plan. Go talk to him!"

The next second, Herrera poked Costa on the head with his finger: "He's the one who devised the plan, go find him!"

As soon as Haimana's gaze fell on Costa, Costa immediately screamed:

"Chief of the General Staff, this is all a Kurdish conspiracy!"

"It was an ISI plot; they attacked several of our military jamming stations."

"Ignoring the condition of the equipment and disregarding international image, they directly started the equipment, leading to this large-scale signal interference incident!"

(End of this chapter)