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Chapter 432 Chaos Begins! (Third Update!)
Thump thump!
The instant he heard those words, Gaddafi suddenly heard the sound of his own heart beating, growing louder and faster. The next second, everything went black, and he fainted.

When he woke up again, Gaddafi found himself lying on a hospital bed in an underground defense center, with only two doctors and his personal guard captain beside him.

Upon discovering that he was awake, the doctors and nurses rushed over to examine him.

About ten minutes later, the test results were all normal. After sitting on the hospital bed for a while to recover, Gaddafi led the captain of his personal guard out of the underground fortifications.

Back on the ground, perhaps because news of America's declaration of war had spread, the entire military camp was not brightly lit as usual, but instead entered a state of combat readiness, hiding itself in the darkness.

Only the occasional patrolling soldier carrying a flashlight brings a sliver of life to this darkness.

Back in his office, Gaddafi plopped down in the center chair and looked up at his personal guard captain:

"Tell me about the situation!"

The captain of the personal guard paused for two seconds, then turned and walked out of the office. He took the documents from the person guarding the office door, returned to Gaddafi, unfolded the documents, and carefully explained:

"After you, President, fainted, Moscow issued a statement warning all Russians in Libya that the situation in Libya was very unstable and that all Russians in Libya should leave Libya immediately."

"If you are prevented from leaving, you can call the Russian Embassy, ​​which will coordinate with special forces personnel to assist in your evacuation."

"Then the Chinese embassy issued a similar announcement, also urging people to evacuate immediately."

"In addition, according to some publicly available intelligence, America's Indian Ocean fleet is leaving the vicinity of the Strait of Hormuz, seemingly preparing to cross the Red Sea and head to the Mediterranean."

"Türkiye's Southern Fleet is also assembling and is expected to set sail in the next few days."

“NATO member states, such as Germany, France, and England, have all issued announcements and begun mobilizing ground troops.”

"Finally, there are the wealthy people and tribes in the country, many of whom have already started to flee."

"Due to airport congestion, they mainly fled to Tunisia and Egypt, with a small number going to Niger and Chad."

The words of the captain of his personal guard filled Gaddafi with a deep sense of powerlessness. He lay back in his chair, staring at the ceiling, pondering how the situation could have deteriorated to this extent.

Or rather, why did the five permanent members of the UN Security Council reach an agreement?
Given the animosity between Russia, China, and America, why didn't they speak up at this crucial moment, but instead withdrew their troops without hesitation?
The meaning behind the evacuations of citizens from both sides is quite clear.

Do whatever you want, we don't care!
That can kill people!

Thinking about what might happen next, Gaddafi felt a headache coming on. He clenched his right fist and hit his head hard twice before the throbbing pain finally subsided.

He calmly raised his head and addressed the captain of the guard:
“Go to the central bank, withdraw all the remaining gold in the bank, and send it to my hometown.”

"Then send your family, and my family, together, to... to Belgium."

"These two matters should be handled in secrecy; do not leak any information."

"Also, prepare a plane for me; I'm going to visit France."

"Go!"

Upon receiving the order, the captain of the personal guard nodded and turned to leave the room, while Gaddafi, who remained behind, picked up the documents left behind by the captain and began to read them without saying a word.

While Gaddafi was studying materials, in Tunisia, which is next to Libya to the west, President Habib Ali was also studying materials, but he was studying materials on how to shift domestic conflicts to Libya.

Libya and Tunisia were brothers in terms of blood and origins, a situation that persisted until the 19th century, when Tunisia became a French colony and Libya a French colony.

In their pursuit of independence, both sides promoted Arab nationalism.

The rulers on both sides developed different understandings and, for their own interests, began to sabotage each other.

This went on for over 20 years.

Libya is still under Gaddafi's government, and Tunisia has had several presidents. The only constant is the widening gap between the rich and the poor in these countries.

Today, the conflict has almost reached an irreconcilable point.

Especially after the Syrian people declared their awakening not long ago, the Tunisian people have become particularly irritable.

Now that neighboring Libya is on the verge of chaos, Habib Ali has only one way to maintain his family's rule: shift the conflict from Tunisia to Libya before Libya descends into chaos.

They transferred the hatred that ordinary people felt towards the Ali family onto Libya.

If you hit them, they can't hit me!
After a long while, Habib put down the documents and casually called over his personal guard captain, who was also his cousin, Ben Ali.

He handed over the documents and said calmly:
"Go and fabricate a piece of intelligence that says Libyan President Gaddafi, in order to prevent NATO from attacking them, is planning to send 50% of the Libyans to Tunisia and then another 50% to Egypt."

"In this way, there will be no one left for NATO countries to fight."

Having been able to become the captain of the royal guard, he must have received a formal education. After listening to the words, he took the information from Harpy's hand, glanced at it, and couldn't help but frown: "Can the people trust us?"

“The masses are all fools. Many of them can’t even read a few words. As long as we spread the word, plenty of people will believe us.” Harby stood up, patted his cousin’s shoulder hard, stepped aside from Ben, and walked out of the room.

Ben stayed where he was, looked at the documents for a while, shook his head, and walked out of the room.

He was quick and hardworking.

Less than two hours after he left the room, news spread throughout the Mediterranean that Libyan President Gaddafi intended to divide the Libyans into two groups, sending 50% to Tunisia and 50% to Egypt.

Upon hearing this news, the people of Egypt and Tunisia expressed great skepticism, but amidst their skepticism, they were also somewhat afraid.

Because this is the Mediterranean region, and their opponent is Gaddafi, the chosen madman.

My motto is to never do what normal people do.

If this idea came from someone else, they wouldn't have any doubts. But if it was Gaddafi who came up with it, it's outrageous yet carries a tiny bit of possibility.

Libya has a population of just over 600 million, while Tunisia has only around 1000 million. If this country had an additional 300 million people, it would be a disaster!
Faced with this slight potential threat, people in several southern Tunisian cities spontaneously gathered at the entrances of their respective cities to prepare to intercept any potential Libyans.

In contrast to them, Egypt appeared very calm.

Upon receiving the news, Egyptian Foreign Minister Mezzar immediately flew to Saudi Arabia and met with King Saeed in Riyadh.

After a friendly greeting, Maizar's first words were about money:

“King Saeed, I believe that Saudi Arabia, as a major power, especially a major power in the Arab world, must stand up at this critical juncture.”

"Otherwise, the world will be in big trouble."

“We have little arable land in Egypt. If 300 million people come to our country, there may be problems, or there may not be problems.”

"And I heard that the Muslim Brotherhood guys went to Libya the moment America's announcement was released."

After making his ambiguous statement, Maizar handed the situation over to Said, letting Said make the decision himself.

His gaze lingered on the other person's face for a moment, then Sayid's face twitched. In the end, he gave up on the idea of ​​killing the guy outright.

As the most populous country in the Arab world, Egypt has no shortage of people, with a total population of over 7800 million and a population growth rate that has remained at 2% for many years. They have a vast population that is unseen in other Arab countries.

For them, a mere 300 million people is just the natural population growth rate over two years, just a slightly thinner pie in the pie issued by the government, but they won't starve anyway.

But if these 300 million people end up in Saudi Arabia via Egypt, then Saudi Arabia's genius will be ruined.

Saudi Arabia has a total population of about 2500 million, of which 1800 million are locals and the remaining 700 million or so are foreign workers who come to Saudi Arabia to work.

These foreign workers are easy to manage, and the locals are also easy to manage.

However, foreign refugees are difficult to manage. No matter what you do, there will always be people pointing fingers and then taking the opportunity to cause trouble!

That's a huge lump; anyone who gets stuck with it will die.

Saeed closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and then suddenly opened them wide:

“Here’s $5 million in cash, and then don’t let a single refugee through.”

"If you dare to let me come over, I'll kill you!"

$5 million, much more than Mezar had imagined. He was already lucky to get any money at all, but now it was double the amount.

good, very good.

I can get at least tens of millions.

He stretched out his hand and said, "Deal!"

Having just paid, Said was in a bad mood. Facing Maizar's handshake, he waved his hand dismissively and coldly ordered, "Show him out!"

Not getting a handshake wasn't up to me. He shook hands with himself, then hummed a smug tune as he left Said's palace, led by the steward.

Only after the guy had completely disappeared did Said pick up the teacup on the table and smash it on the ground with a clatter: "You bastard!"

After waiting a few minutes, the butler reappeared beside him, his hands on his lower abdomen, his body leaning forward, his head bowed, looking as if he were obeying orders.

Saeed quickly gave him orders:

"Tell the leader of the Russian mercenaries stationed in the Gulf of Aqaba to kill anyone who tries to cross the sea by sea, no matter which country they are from. Shoot them right in the water."

"I don't want to see any illegal immigrants appear on Saudi soil."

"Try to contact the Bedouins in eastern Libya and tell them that I can provide them with weapons and equipment as long as they oppose the Muslim Brotherhood."

"Get me back to Xiaomi Heavy Industry. I need drones, equipment, explosives, and satellite communication equipment!"

"Give me as much as you can!"

…………

"So after all that talk, all you really want is a very basic set of communication equipment to maintain basic satellite communication?"

"There are also gas cylinders?"

"And you need a lot of it, right?"

In the office, Lin Yi held the phone and repeated Saller's request from the other end of the line.

His gaze fell on the computer screen in front of him, which displayed an email.

An email from Turkey.

Dear Mr. Lin, it's a pleasure to work with you.

Given the volatile situation in the Middle East, we need to purchase more communication equipment and small drones.

In terms of related functions, we need to reduce the functionality of communication equipment and small drones to lower costs.

The following are the relevant requirements. If Mr. Ruolin is willing to cooperate, please reply to this email and we will send personnel to follow up on the cooperation.

grateful……】

After reading the email's requirements, Lin Yi took a screenshot of the content and forwarded it to Mao Xiaofei.
Let's calculate the costs!

The message was sent, and Sall confirmed it over the phone:

"Yes, hurry up and calculate the total price. Quickly check the quantities according to the email I sent you, calculate the costs of all items, and report the total price to me."

"If possible, I would like to add Arabic labels to the relevant operation buttons."

"I allow you to quote a high price, but the timeframe cannot be delayed."

"I expect to see the first batch of goods in at most half a month."

"I want to see all the goods within two months at most."

Knowing that Saler was in a hurry, Lin Yi quickly nodded: "Okay, don't worry, we value authenticity and efficiency."

"Two hours, I'll send you a quote in two hours."

"After you finish reading this, if you'd like, please reply with a message. I'll then arrange for someone to prepare the materials, and you can arrange for a plane to pick up the first batch of goods in a week."

"I'm hanging up now, I have a phone call!"

The phone buzzed, and a new contact popped up on the screen—Amir.

Upon seeing this name, Lin Yi quickly hung up Saler's call and answered this call:
"Mr. Amir, is there a problem with the communications network when you call at this time?"

“No!” Amir responded decisively, and then explained the purpose of his call: “We need a large quantity of ammunition, and I know Mr. Lin can definitely help me allocate it.”

"If Mr. Lin is willing to cooperate, the price is negotiable!"

Upon hearing that this guy wanted to buy ammunition, Lin Yi immediately lost interest, but he couldn't neglect appearances. He paused for two seconds before speaking in a serious tone: "Mr. Amir, I can help you consult with those weapons companies."

"But let me make this clear first, I can't guarantee the price will be cheap."

The serious words were immediately followed by a gentle voice from the other end: "It's alright, I'll wait for your answer, Mr. Lin."

"I've sent the ammunition specifications to your private email address. Please take a look."

"I'm hanging up now!"

(End of this chapter)