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Chapter 436 A Lively September! (First Update!)

Having received permission from his president, the head of the defense export company straightened up and was about to turn and leave when Mijelavlovich called him back:

"You need to act quickly in this transaction, even if it means losing money, to get these supplies to Iran."

"There's no need to hide the message. Put it on your official website so everyone can see it."

The request was a little outrageous, but it came from the president, so the person in charge dared not refuse. He nodded, turned around, and left immediately to arrange the relevant work.

After the official left, Miyalavlovich called over Sergei Ivanov, the head of the Russian Foreign Intelligence Service, who had been standing nearby:

"Keep a close eye on the movements of our neighbor to the south. It's not very logical that our neighbor hasn't made any moves in this situation."

Sergei opened his mouth, wanting to say that their southern neighbors hadn't placed bets in the Middle East; they were betting in Africa and Europe.

But as the president himself said, what can a subordinate like himself do?

Of course, we should forgive him!

Having memorized the specific requirements, Sergei left the presidential office.

For a moment, Mijelavlovich was the only one left in the president's office.

After sitting in his chair in a daze for more than ten minutes, the Russian president got up, walked to the bookshelf opposite his desk, and took out a brown paper bag from the bookshelf.

Brushing off non-existent dust, Mijelavlovich opened the brown paper bag and took out the documents inside.

[Atlas of the Soviet Union]

Open the atlas, and a country stretching across Eurasia, from the Baltic Sea in the west to the Bering Strait in the east, including the Northern Territories of Japan, from the Arctic Circle in the north to Iran and Afghanistan in the south, lies across the atlas.

Soviet Union.

Staring at the map, Mijelavlovich unconsciously smiled. He traced the boundary of the behemoth on the map with his finger, then his smile vanished. He sighed softly and put the map away.

The Soviet Union can only exist in its sleep. If it were to come back to life, I'd be the first one to put the coffin lid on it.

The second neighbor to the south.

America is the third.

Europe……

Rubbish!

…………

According to the official website of Rosoboronexport, Russia and Iran have completed an expedited ammunition deal worth approximately $1.3 million.

"They also disclosed the relevant transportation details on their official website. The supplies will depart from Moscow, eventually arrive in the Chechen Republic, then travel along the Caspian Sea road in Azerbaijan, through Azerbaijan, and finally reach Iran."

"The entire process is expected to take about 10 days."

At the Udeid Air Base in Qatar, after Parker finished reporting the intelligence he had gathered, he immediately bent down, lowered his head, and prepared to listen to Benjamin's next move.

But Benjamin didn't comment on the intelligence he reported. Instead, while stirring his coffee with a spoon, he calmly asked:

What was the EU's reaction?

Clatter. Clatter.

Parker straightened up, quickly flipping through the intelligence report in his hand, turning to the chapter on the European Union, and said in a calm tone:
"After receiving General Edwin's request for military intervention, Spain dispatched their sailing battleships, and then..."

"Then it is said that because these people did not bring modern communication equipment or modern navigation systems, they woke up after a nap and were almost at the Azores."

puff!
Benjamin spat out the coffee he had just poured into his mouth. Holding the coffee cup, his body trembling, he slowly turned around with wide eyes, looking at Parker with disbelief.

Parker nodded slightly, indicating that he was not wrong.

The next second, Benjamin felt like he couldn't catch his breath, clutched his chest, and coughed loudly.

Cough!

He coughed until his face turned red before finally feeling a little better in his lungs. He waved his hand, then, with trembling hands, brought the remaining half-cup of coffee to his lips, muttering to himself:

"so far so good!"

"Luckily, this operation wasn't under the jurisdiction of our Central Theater Command. If it had, I would have been furious."

"continue!"

Instead of turning to a new page, Parker revealed the remaining information:

"Following this incident, Spanish Prime Minister Zaparo spoke with General Edwin by phone. In the call, he stated that Spain would send a frigate and a submarine to participate in NATO's maritime blockade of Libya to monitor arms smuggling and use the embargo. Furthermore, they agreed to open several airports and ports within their airspace for the resupply and repair of fighter jets and warships."

"As for anything else, there's nothing they can do."

"Judging from the information gathered, Zaparo was probably under pressure from the opposition and wanted to avoid Spain getting involved in the war."

"According to unreliable sources, Spain's current actual unemployment rate is as high as 30%."

"Hiss—" Such a terrifying unemployment rate made Benjamin gasp.

30% means that out of 10 people, 3 will be unemployed.

If Spain dared to get involved in the war at this time, the Spanish people would be furious with their government.

If the Spanish get caught up in a war and don't get any benefits after the war ends, they're bound to be furious with their government.

Forget it, we can't count on it.

"continue!"

Wow.

Turning the page, Parker's voice rang out: "The British helicopter carrier HMS Ocean has departed from England and is expected to pass through the Strait of Gibraltar in five days. Their fighter jets have also been deployed to Sigonella Air Base in Sicily, Italy, and are ready to launch an attack at any time."

"France's Mirage 2000 and Rafale fighter jets have been deployed to their Sorenzara base on Corsica, and the logistics are ready for them to depart at any time."

"In addition, their aircraft carrier Charles de Gaulle is also ready in Toulon. If all goes well, this will be the first combat mission for the Charles de Gaulle since its major overhaul in 2009."

"On the Greek side, they allowed fighter jets from Canada to be temporarily deployed at the Araxsos airbase."

"Next is Turkey. They haven't opened any air bases yet, and they also expressed concern at the UN General Assembly that if the Libyan war breaks out, the Mediterranean will face a terrible refugee crisis."

"However, according to some intelligence we have obtained, Türkiye seems to be making some moves recently, but because the CIA is so incompetent, we cannot know what they are doing for the time being."

"Finally, we have our allies in the Gulf region."

"The UAE has indicated that if needed, they can contact the rebel groups in eastern Libya to deploy temporary ground air bases for special military operations."

"To avoid leaks, they did not disclose further details."

"It can be said that now we only need to wait for General Edwin's order to send troops to Libya and kill Gaddafi." When saying the last sentence, Parker added a dramatic scene to himself. He held the folder in his right hand, raised his left hand high, and then waved it forcefully, just like a general giving orders to his soldiers to advance.

Benjamin took in the whole scene without saying anything, simply raising his empty coffee cup: "Cheers, good luck, go get me a coffee!"

…………

Cairo, the capital of Egypt.

A high-level meeting is being held quietly in the presidential palace in Cairo.

Just then, there was a knock on the conference room door from the outside. President Salahuddin glanced at the door, and his secretary, who had been standing by his side, nodded and went to open the door.

The person outside handed the secretary a document, whispered a few words, and then closed the door.

The secretary returned to Salahuddin with the documents, handed them to him, and whispered:

"According to the Finance Minister, the funds from Saudi Arabia have arrived. Similarly, Saudi Arabia has also sent a document requesting our assistance in transporting supplies to Libya."

After explaining, the secretary stepped back to the side and stood in a quiet spot, like a statue.

Salahuddin picked up the document, read it through from beginning to end, and then tossed it to the Chief of the General Staff, Fairmoni, across from him.

"Our brother's request is a bit excessive!"

"They demanded that we open Alexandria a month later and send people to secretly protect a ship that had come from afar as it unloads its cargo. After the ship has unloaded its cargo, we also want to send people to deliver their goods to the Libyan-Egyptian border."

"If war doesn't break out, just leave it on the border."

"If war breaks out, escort these supplies into Libya, where they will be received by designated personnel."

"Do you think we should confiscate these supplies?"

As Salahuddin was asking questions, Fairmoni had just finished reviewing the documents and put them away when he noticed that their president was staring at him, seemingly waiting for his response.

Realizing this, he calmly shook his head: "It's best not to!"

"Thanks to the antics of our predecessors, Saudi Arabia and the UAE are now among our few allies. According to last year's statistics, our population has exceeded 7800 million and is expected to exceed 8000 million this year."

"We are no longer able to be self-sufficient, and we need to allocate a large amount of public funds to food every year."

"Saudi Arabia's funding has helped alleviate this problem for us."

“If we stab Saudi Arabia in the back at this time, Saudi Arabia will definitely suspend its funding. Our people will certainly become refugees and flood Saudi Arabia, but we will be the first to be impacted before the refugees flood Saudi Arabia.”

"Therefore, I do not recommend stabbing Saudi Arabia in the back at this time."

"I suggest that we buy food as soon as possible and formulate some temporary policies to deal with the upcoming refugee crisis."

"It saves us from having to buy grain later, only to have others take the opportunity to raise prices."

Fairmoni's words made the remaining people present look rather uneasy. They opened their mouths as if to say something, but then remembered the cold reality and could only shut their mouths and drink their tea.

Salahuddin, who had initially raised the issue, beckoned to his secretary after hearing these words, gave him a few instructions, and the secretary turned and left to handle the tasks assigned by the president.

After the secretary left, the topic shifted again. Salahuddin raised his right hand, slowly tracing it across his own neck, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
"I heard Gaddafi is transferring gold from their central bank. Should we take it?"

“Sure!” Fairmoni rolled up his sleeves, assuming a fighting stance, then calmly looked at Salahuddin and asked, “Do you have any intelligence?”

“Let’s assume he hid these things in the country. Libya is 176 million square kilometers. If Gaddafi wanted to hide things in this 176 million square kilometers of land, it would be incredibly easy.”

"Let's assume he transferred these supplies abroad."

"Libya borders six countries, with a total land border of more than 4000 kilometers and a coastline of about 1800 kilometers."

"Any place could be a gap."

"Without accurate intelligence, how do you tell me how to capture them?"

Having suffered another blow, Salahrin sighed and decisively adjourned the meeting.

This meeting can't be held.

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Riyadh, Saudi Arabia.

Sartre, holding Egypt's reply, strode into Sayed's office, handed him the documents, and said softly:

"Egypt agreed to our request and assured us that they would send personnel to coordinate as soon as our ships arrived in port."

"So now the problem is back on us, or rather, on Lin Yi."

"The sooner that batch of supplies arrives in Egypt, the sooner we can prepare."

“If we can get these supplies to Khalita before the war breaks out, then Khalita can use them to occupy a larger area after the war starts.”

"For us, the more cards we get, the better."

"No matter how good the Muslim Brotherhood is at deceiving people, they still need money to buy equipment. Without money, they are all useless."

The reply document that Sall handed over didn't have much text, and in just two or three minutes, Sayyid read it from beginning to end.

He fanned himself with the document and calmly said, "Contact Lin Yi and ask for another batch of supplies, and then another sum of money."

“Tell him how much of this money he can get depends on when he can deliver the goods. The more goods he delivers, the more money he will receive.”

"Libya's oil is mostly in the eastern region. If we control this area, we will have one more trump card in our hand."

"We will also be more confident when negotiating with others."

"By the way, before contacting Lin Yi, go and contact the UAE and tell them how much say we can get, it depends on how much money they are willing to invest this time."

After hearing his brother's suggestion, Saller began to calculate in his mind how much additional funding he would need.

After calculating for a few minutes, he turned back to look at Said:
“We’ve already ordered $6000 million worth of goods. If we add another $4000 million and give a $500 million bonus, I think that’s enough. What do you think?”

“Not enough!” Said shook his head, crossed his arms, and solemnly reminded him, “You have to remember one thing: money is only money when it’s spent.”

"Especially the US dollar!"

"Don't worry about those tens of millions of dollars. If we spend tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of dollars, we can control eastern Libya."

"Then we can make tens or even hundreds of millions of dollars from oil prices."

"$4000 million is not enough!"

"Just increase the total to 2 million!"

(End of this chapter)