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Chapter 415 Stay Away from the Middle East! (First Update!)

The increasingly harsh tone was like a series of heavy hammer blows, relentlessly pounding at Larry, forcing him to retreat step by step.

In the end, Larry, who was just over 50 but looked like he was in his seventies, crashed straight into the wall with a thud.

Hearing the sound, his granddaughter, who had been put on the ground, rushed over with heartache, hugged her grandfather's leg, and gently comforted him.

She said a few words in a childish voice, then turned back and glared angrily at Khalid:

"You're not allowed to yell at Grandpa!"

Looking at the fierce-looking little bean, Khalid bent down, rummaged in his pocket, pulled out a small piece of chocolate, and handed it to the little bean with a smile.

A longing gleamed in the little boy's eyes, but he cleverly turned back to look at his grandfather, hoping that his grandfather would help him get the chocolate.

But finding his grandfather still leaning against the wall, his eyes still lifeless, the little boy hugged his grandfather's leg comfortingly, rubbed his cheek against it, and turned back to continue glaring fiercely at Khalid.

Khalid retaliated, glaring fiercely at the little boy in return. Just one look was enough to terrify the boy, who screamed loudly.

His granddaughter's loud cries snapped Larry out of his reverie. He reached out and hugged her tightly, then said wistfully:
"I will go to Baghdad myself later and find Kubas."

"I will personally bring back his body, and I will also bring back the bodies of everyone who knows anything about it!"

"If I can't bring it back, I'll have someone else bring my body back!"

The little boy, held in his arms, listened blankly to his grandfather's words, occasionally turning his head to secretly glance at the chocolate in Khalid's hand.

After hearing his statement, Khalid stepped forward, placed the chocolate in the little boy's hand, and told him to hold it tightly. Then he said to Larry:
"Let's go and take stock of the supplies first. After that, you take Sally and the others to the camp."

"Kubas knows many secrets. We don't know how many he has said, but just in case, we have to find him, dead or alive."

After giving Larry's instructions, Khalid took one last look at his old friend, turned around, and walked out of the room.

In the courtyard, Khalid gathered several subordinates and then gave them a look.

Several subordinates, receiving a signal, subtly pulled the bolts of their AK rifles.

Larryt emerged from the room, leading his men through the warehouse in the yard into the tunnel, and then crawled into another yard.

There was no one in the courtyard, but there were people behind the windows of the rooms surrounding the courtyard.

Upon seeing that it was Larrit and Khalid, the people in the room came out. Larrit didn't greet them and said directly:
"Take inventory of the warehouse!"

The people who came out of the room exchanged glances, and they could see the seriousness in each other's eyes.

They didn't dare to delay, so they took Larry's key and quickly opened the door.

The door, which looked like a wooden door but was actually an iron door, was pushed open without making a sound.

Inside the warehouse, there were white cardboard boxes on the left, military green metal drums on the right, and several plastic boxes placed on top of the metal drums.

The people who entered the warehouse split into two groups: one group went to the cardboard boxes, and the other group went to the metal drums.

Larry approached the off-white cardboard box. The plastic seal on the box was still intact, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Instead of opening the front box directly, he looked around and pointed to several boxes in the corner.

The box was brought to him. He hooked his fingernail onto the plastic seal, and with a gentle flick, the seal opened, revealing the box inside.

He slowly opened the box, then opened the white styrofoam box, inside which were several stones.

The inside of the white styrofoam box also showed signs of having been opened.

Upon seeing this, Larry felt dizzy and almost fell, but was caught by the quick-thinking Khalid.

Khalid didn't say anything, but just gave the person next to him a look.

The people nearby immediately understood and quickly opened a few more boxes.

Of the remaining four boxes, two contained stones, and like the first box, the styrofoam boxes showed signs of having been opened.

The drone was still inside the other two boxes.

Seeing this, Larry turned around, just about to call out to the people walking towards the metal bucket, but the people next to the metal bucket had already pushed a metal bucket up to them.

The metal bucket, its lid pried open, stopped in front of the group. One of the men reached into the bucket and scooped out a handful of black powder.
"It's iron powder and charcoal powder!"

"This mixture of iron powder and charcoal powder, this bucket contains at least 30 centimeters of it!"

Click!

After the man finished speaking, a crisp sound of a bullet being chambered rang out from the warehouse.

It's Khalid.

The muzzle of the loaded gun was pressed against Larrit's forehead: "Larrit, explain yourself!"

As he moved, his subordinates raised their guns and aimed them at the warehouse guards, then removed the guards' guns.

Larry turned to the warehouse guards: "Two weeks ago, Kubas came to you to learn about firearms. Who was teaching him?"

“It was Hadesia’s group!” The warehouse guard in charge said calmly, then lowered his head. “Those few days, Hadesia and his group were very active, and even volunteered to take over our tasks!”

"Where are they?" Khalid interrupted the warehouse guard.

Faced with this question, the warehouse guards instinctively looked at Larit, who took over the question: "Hardsia and a few others have returned to Karbala!"

“Very good!” Khalid nodded, smiled and looked everyone present over, then took out his phone and started making a call in front of everyone.

The person on the other end of the phone was Sadr Jr.

The phone rang twice before being answered by Sadr Jr. Khalid recounted the events that had occurred in the warehouse to Sadr Jr.

Immediately afterwards, Sadr's voice came through the telephone receiver:

“Larrit, take your family to the camp, bring your men, and bring back the bodies of Kubas and Hadesia.”

"Khalid, you and your men guard the warehouse. I'm sending people over to collect the supplies."

Upon receiving the order, Khalid sheathed his weapon and nodded to his two subordinates at the door: "Go with Larry and bring his family here!"

Back in the shop, Larit took a handful of lollipops from the counter and stuffed them into his granddaughter's pockets, saying as he did so:

"Grandpa is going to bring your uncle back. Later, Grandpa will take you, Mom, and Grandma to that Grandpa Khalid."

"Remember, when you get there, you must listen to Grandpa Khalid!"

The little boy was covered in lollipops, and all he could think about was eating them, so he didn't pay any attention to what his grandfather was saying.

After filling the lollipops with them, Larit got up and went into the inner room. Inside, two women, dressed more elegantly than the average Iraqi woman, were sitting on the carpet, looking at books.

Hearing the noise, the two of them looked up together.

Larry approached the two men and said, "Pack your things. Only take money and gold bars, two sets of clothes, and nothing else."

"It's not safe here for the time being, we need to find another place, and we might even have to go abroad."

"Is the situation that serious?" The older woman looked up, her face full of worry, and asked. She knew very well what her husband was doing. But it was precisely because she knew that she couldn't bear to let him go.

Larrit shook his head slightly: "This danger was Kubas's doing. I'm sending you to the camp, but I still have to go to Baghdad."

"Also, he's most likely dead. I'll go see if I can find his body this time."

"I'll be leaving little Sally in your care from now on."

Both women were intelligent, and upon hearing this, they didn't ask any more questions and quickly got up to pack their luggage.

Less than 20 minutes later, the two appeared in front of Larrit, each dragging two suitcases. Larrit then picked up her granddaughter and left.

In the courtyard outside the gate, the warehouse guards also brought back their families.

The group looked at each other, then reappeared in front of Khalid through the tunnel.

Larit put the family members down and looked at Khalid: "Give me the weapon!"

Khalid tilted his head, and several of his subordinates immediately pushed over three iron barrels half-filled with supplies, as well as several drone boxes, and placed them in front of Larry.

In addition to these, there were also firearms, ammunition, and rockets.

Khalid kicked the weapons and coldly reminded them, "Remember to bring the bodies back!"

"Don't worry!" With that, Larry rolled up his sleeves, pressed his hands against the iron bucket, veins bulging, and then lifted the nearly 200-pound bucket and carried it out of the warehouse.

It was loaded onto the pickup truck along with other supplies.

As night fell, they drove their pickup truck away and disappeared into the darkness.

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"So, it's not that there was an internal traitor, but rather a guy who resold supplies, selling 400 kilograms of raw materials, five sets of fuses, and 10 drones?"

"Your management is really something..."

"What a lump!"

"Give me the drone's serial number, and I'll send it to the data center. As long as they turn it on, the drone can find its target."

"Then we can just lock the phone."

"The only problem is the raw materials. They stole two sets of fuses, which could very well lead to a terrorist attack. You need to find out where they went as soon as possible. I need to contact someone here."

"Alright, that's it, I'll hang up now!"

In the thin mist, reddened by the morning sun, Lin Yi rubbed his throbbing head, sighed, picked up the phone, and dialed Hao Jin.

Hao Jin found it very strange to receive Lin Yi's call:
"Mr. Lin, what's the matter now? Which fool sent someone to loiter around your company again?"

"Don't worry, the people Lao Zhong arranged around your company, as long as you describe their appearance clearly, they will appear in our security bureau's interrogation room within 20 minutes at most."

“We will give him an unforgettable memory restoration technique to ensure that he can remember all the memories he has forgotten.”

After listening to Hao Jing's rambling on for a while, Lin Yi took a deep breath and calmly said:

"The shipment I sold to Sadr in Iraq had an inside job; someone stole about 400 kilograms of raw explosives, five sets of fuses, and 10 drones."

"Their people are following the leads. I'm calling you to tell you to tell your colleagues in the diplomatic corps to stay away from the Middle East as much as possible during this time!"

After a few words were spoken, Hao Jin on the other end of the phone immediately went silent, with only heavy breathing coming through. After two or three minutes, a few "good"s were squeezed out from between his teeth and came from the other end of the phone.

Amidst the cheers, Hao Jin abruptly hung up the phone.

The dial tone sounded, and Lin Yi, holding the phone, shook his head helplessly.

"The old man has a terrible temper!"

Lin Yi turned off his phone, casually put it in his pocket, and headed towards the Special Alloy Company's administrative building. He went into the archives room and began the final finishing touches.

The processing workshop next door.

Cao Bin put on gloves and a mask, then picked up the megaphone on the table and shouted to the crowd:

"The task for the next few days is to convert the materials we have prepared into the necessary lifting devices."

"We've been studying the operating process for three days, simulating it for three days, and modifying the equipment for three days."

"Today, we have to put them to the test and see what they're made of."

"Only by making this thing, putting it on the equipment, and conducting various tests can we know whether it is up to standard."

"So, everyone, cheer up!"

"Of course, everyone should not be afraid. None of us here are experts. Even if you fail, as long as it was not intentional, it is forgivable."

"If you fail, find the reason for the failure, then improve it, and then continue processing."

"start!"

With Cao Bin's shout, the people in the experimental workshop immediately began to act according to their previously assigned groups.

First, they went to the materials section to collect the materials for their group, and then returned to their respective equipment to begin processing the parts.

As the person in charge, Cao Bin put down the loudspeaker and went to check on each group as they began processing the materials.

"Slow down the cutting speed! Don't cut too hard all at once, take it slow, otherwise the blade will easily break."

"Your blade rotation speed is too low!"

"Holy crap, how come there's a bull's head shovel here that's decades old? That's an antique! Where did the owner find such an old relic?"

After walking around the workshop, Cao Bin walked to the workshop door and looked at Gao Hai, who was crouching in the shadows:

"Representative Gao, have you noticed anything?"

In the shadows by the door, Gao Hai was squatting on the ground, his eyes fixed on the busy people in the workshop.

Hearing Cao Bin's question, he raised his head, opened his mouth, revealing cracked lips and a pale face. He opened and closed his mouth and uttered a few very soft words: "I didn't see anything!"

Then, he looked away, continuing to stare blankly at the people coming and going in the workshop, while muttering to himself a few times:
"I just want to know, why is your yield rate higher when using the same process?"

"It's not just a little higher, it's significantly higher!"

"The two pieces of material that were delivered to Jiangnan Shipyard and Shipbuilding Heavy Industry a couple of days ago have both passed the tests of both parties."

“You gave me the formula and the relevant smelting process back then.”

"President Tan had the people from both sides give it a try."

"As a result... the yield rate is a bit low!"

(End of this chapter)