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Chapter 429 Gaddafi: ? (Third update!)

In Najaf, Iraq, under the blazing sun, in a suburban cemetery, young Sadr, dressed in a traditional Arab robe, stands quietly at the front of the crowd.

Further ahead of him was Khalid, who was temporarily acting as the imam. In front of Khalid were nine very ordinary coffins and nine dug graves.

Khalid stood before the coffin, holding the Quran in his hands, and softly recited the verses from the Quran that were meant to guide the souls of the dead.

After reciting the scriptures, he turned around, holding the book, and addressed the women and children in the crowd:

"Come and say goodbye to them one last time!"

As he spoke, the men, women, and children beside Sadr slowly stepped forward, and their cries grew louder with each step they took.

Finally, they passed by Khalid, and one by one they knelt before the coffin, whispering their longing for the deceased and weeping.

Looking at the group of people approaching, Sadr sighed softly and turned to walk towards the other side of the cemetery.

I had only taken a few steps when my phone suddenly chimed with a message notification.

I took out my phone, turned on the screen, swiped up to unlock it, and among the dazzling array of mobile apps, there was a red "1" above the penguin icon.

Little Sader clicked on it, and in the chat window of the only contact in the software, there was a message lying quietly.

[America may take action against Libya next!]

The message comes from Lin Yi.

Looking at this message, Sadr felt a sense of déjà vu, as if...

I feel like I've seen this scene somewhere before...

Holding his phone for a moment, he finally remembered why the scene seemed so familiar. A few months ago, Lin Yi had sent him a similar message, telling him that America might take action against Syria.

Then, the warning came true.

Seeing this reminder again now, he didn't know how to respond.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath of the dry Iraqi desert air, tapped the chat box, typed a message, and sent it:

Why do you think America will take action against Libya?

Less than 30 seconds after the message was sent, the other party sent back a series of messages.

The drone was last seen near the Pentagon!

Regarding the America incident, according to our information, there are currently two main views within America. The first view is that the incident was orchestrated by the America Central Theater Command itself. Based on the analysis of public opinion, those who hold this view are generally people who have grievances against the America Central Theater Command.

They wanted to get rid of the person so they could take over themselves.

[Secondly, all of this was orchestrated by Gaddafi of Libya, with the aim of crippling the activities of the US-led African Command in Africa. As you know, since Gaddafi's visit to America in 2009, he has been active in Africa for over a year, treating it as his backyard. There is indeed a conflict of interest between the two sides.]

You can share this message with others and then seek personal gain!

One last thing, remember to properly process all the drone's data!

After reading the last message, Sadr didn't send any more messages to Lin Yi. Instead, he turned off his phone and sat down in front of a grave.

He apologized to the grave owner, and then began to think about how to use this information to his advantage.

But after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't find a starting point.

He didn't actually have many people under his command, at most four or five hundred. Four or five hundred people would be a lot in Najaf, but in Iraq it would be very few, and in the Middle East or the Mediterranean it would be pitifully few.

America's actions in Syria involved tens of thousands of personnel, and Syria and Russia responded with tens of thousands of personnel as well. In addition, Iraq and Turkey were also caught up in the conflict, resulting in hundreds of thousands of people working together in the triangular area where Turkey, Syria, and Iraq meet.

Even if you crammed four or five hundred people in, it wouldn't be enough to fill a gap between their teeth.

Libya is in Africa, relatively close to Europe. If America takes action, NATO members in Europe will definitely intervene, and the number of people involved will only be greater than in Syria.

His few hundred men traveled thousands of miles to Libya, and they might be killed as soon as they landed. He then turned around and launched a fierce attack on Najaf's cemetery.

After thinking for a long time, he realized that the only opportunity to intervene was to take advantage of the time difference and sell the information to others.

But who needs this news?

After thinking for a long time, he realized that he didn't know many people internationally, and the people he did know were just small fry. Selling this information to these small fry would be of no use at all, and would only leak the information.

In the end, he resigned himself to his fate and found his father's contact information on his phone, then dialed the number.

After the message was delivered, the elderly father fell silent.

Two or three minutes later, he replied with "Wait" and then hung up.

Just as he hung up the phone, a series of light footsteps came from behind him. He turned around and saw Khalid waving at him, telling him to go back to the burial site.

Little Sader nodded, used his hand to support himself as he stood up from the tombstone, dusted himself off, and sent a message to Lin Yi on his phone.

【grateful!】

After sending the message, he returned to the burial site and, under the watchful eyes of everyone, picked up a shovel and sprinkled the first shovelful of soil onto the coffin in the grave.

…………

"Ding dong!"

The sudden ringing of his phone made Lin Yi stop what he was doing, grab his phone, and see that it was a thank-you message from Little Sader. He smiled knowingly, put the phone down, and continued to focus his attention on another phone.

On my phone was a message from Eisent.

I'd like to know if your server terminals retain data on the startup, shutdown, and flight of every single drone!

The message was brief, but when combined with other information, it revealed a great deal of information.

People in America's Central War Zone are re-examining the whereabouts of the drones!

Lin Yi really wanted to answer "yes" readily, but when he thought of the American people's character, the words he typed changed.

Mr. Eisent, I'm sorry, I'm not sure what you want this data for, but our company has limited capabilities and we don't have a database that can handle such a large volume of drone data, so we don't have this data.

If your drone malfunctions during use, please send us the relevant information about the malfunction and the drone itself. We will then inspect the drone and upgrade its software.

If the issue is confirmed to be a program glitch, we will fix the bug and push the update to all drones via OTA.

Shortly after sending the irrelevant reply, the other party responded with a smiley face and a thank you.

And then, there was no more news.

"I'm such an honest man!" Lin Yi praised himself, then switched to another phone, found Rashid and Sall's contact information, composed a text message, and sent it to the two: [America may take action against Libya soon, be careful!]

After sending the message, he stuffed his phone into his pocket, humming a tune, and strolled leisurely to the main control room of the telecommunications company's data center.

As soon as Lin Yi entered, several people in the main control room stood up and greeted him:

"Hello, senior brother!"

These people were junior classmates that Mao Xiaofei recruited from the Dongda Men's Vocational Technical College, and they were specifically responsible for various built-in programs and network security protection.

Standing to Lin Yi's left is Chu Ze, the person in charge of this group.

Lin Yi walked to the middle of the group, stared at the monitor in front of him, and asked, focusing on the map on the monitor:
"Where are those guys now?"

As the questioning progressed, the people in the main control room quickly adjusted the content displayed on the screens. Apart from the map displayed on the main screen, the other screens displayed some photos and a route map.

Chu Ze then handed Lin Yi a paper document from the table before beginning his explanation:
“Yesterday, my senior classmate Mao Xiaofei told us that receiving a signal every two hours was too passive, and that we should adjust our approach as soon as possible to increase the frequency of signal reception without being detected.”

"We worked overtime until the early hours of the morning and finally got the program working."

“Last night, while they were using the drones for an extended period of time, we upgraded the drone system, changing the frequency of signal transmission from two hours to 15 minutes, and the signal transmission interval to three seconds.”

"And that's how we got this map!"

Chu Ze stepped aside, revealing the route map behind him.

The base image of the route map is still a satellite image, but a green line has been added to the image. If you zoom in on the satellite image, you can see that this green line circles around the Alabacia Mountains.

After Lin Yi had studied it for a while, Chu Ze's explanation quietly began:
“Judging from the route map, this group was very cautious. They started from Arlington, Virginia, first along Highway 50 to Lexington, and then turned onto Highway 17 just before reaching Lexington, heading south.”

“Take Highway 95 south, all the way to Richmond, then turn northwest here and continue along Highway 64.”

"Upon reaching Berkeley, they changed direction again, heading south along Highway 77. Upon reaching Westville, they then took Highway B1 towards Lexington."

“We showed it to Representative Gao, who analyzed that this group of people may have wanted to go to Canada, but they may have encountered a temporary checkpoint on their way to Canada, and then they kept going around the checkpoint.”

"This is verified in these photos."

As Chu Ze was explaining this, the people next to him quickly switched the display content and zoomed in on the photo on the screen.

After zooming in, the objects in the photos become much clearer. In the corners of several photos, you can see police cars and checkpoints.

"To be honest, I'm starting to doubt if these people are even human. They haven't stopped since yesterday!"

Lin Yi picked at his stubble with his right hand, looked through all the photos from beginning to end, and asked, "Do you know their license plate numbers?"

"It was briefly missed in one of the photos!" someone immediately added.

"Are you sure?" Lin Yi asked again.

There was no sound of reply, only photos changing on the screen.

The image was unintentionally revealed when the drone was adjusting its camera lens. It was somewhat blurry, but the license plate number was still barely discernible.

Lin Yi pointed to this photo:

"Now I have a task for you: send this photo to the American Ministry of Defense and then broadcast the location of these people in real time!"

"Remember, don't let anyone find out what's going on!"

"Is this really possible?" Chu Ze asked hesitantly, but his eyes gleamed with excitement.

The others, like him, also looked eager to try.

Seeing their expressions, Lin Yi nodded again: "Confirmed!"

"Remember to change the IP address to Russian."

Having received confirmation from Lin Yi, Chu Ze turned around and happily went to arrange the work:

"Lao Zhuang, Lao Kong, you two stay here and watch the computer room. The rest of you come back to the dorm with me and we'll get another internet connection!"

"We want to see something really funny!"

After assigning the tasks, he turned around and punched his chest in front of Lin Yi, saying, "Don't worry, senior brother, I will definitely start the Third World War!"

After leaving those words, Chu Ze gathered the others and disappeared from the main control room in a flash.

Seeing the group of people rushing around, Lin Yi sighed and followed them out of the main control room.

Stepping outside, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have nothing to do and was rather idle.

After thinking for a while, he decided to go out and buy a flower.

Meanwhile, Chu Ze and the others returned to their dormitory, turned on their computers, connected the extra network cable provided by the company, and started working.

A dozen minutes later, several emails were received in the publicly available email addresses of the American Ministry of Defense.

The content of these emails is exactly the same.

The initial email contained a photograph with a blurry license plate number, and the email description clearly stated that it was the vehicle driven by the terrorists who attacked the Pentagon in America.

The subsequent emails were all coordinates.

Coordinates determined using GPS!
Upon receiving this information, the Department of Defense immediately copied the relevant emails to the CIA. When these emails fell into Navarro's hands, he did not act immediately, but instead instructed the CIA's Cyber ​​Operations Center to trace the source of these emails.

After much investigation, the IP address that sent the email was eventually traced back to Russia.

At this point, the people at the network center got tired of investigating further. They compiled the information they found into a simple report, then sent it to Navarro.

Seeing that the final address of the email was in Russia, Navarro's eyelids twitched; his intuition told him that something was wrong.

However, the relevant intelligence indicated that there was no problem.

After hesitating for a long time while holding the documents, he finally decided that there was no problem.

He put the documents into his briefcase, loaded his favorite Glock 18, took four magazines and put them in his pocket, and then left with the documents.

He got into the car, and before starting the engine, he picked up his phone and sent the message displayed on the file to Brian Langley.

With a final burst of acceleration, they sped towards the White House.

An hour and a half later, the White House held a press conference. Barack, under the watchful eyes of numerous cameras, held up the Libyan flag and loudly denounced Gaddafi for orchestrating the terrorist attack.

(End of this chapter)