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Chapter 516 Mohrabad's Trip to Yemen! (First Update!)

The Red Sea, Jizan, a city on the Red Sea coast of Saudi Arabia.

This city is located in the southwestern corner of Saudi Arabia. It is the southwesternmost city in Saudi Arabia and also the southwesternmost city in Saudi Arabia that is closest to Yemen.

60 kilometers to the south and east, you can enter Yemen, specifically Saada province.

Mohrabad departed from Iran, but instead of transiting through Qatif in Saudi Arabia as usual, he traveled along the Arabian Sea, made a detour to Djibouti, and then transited through Djibouti to Jizan in Saudi Arabia.

After disembarking, he knelt on the ground like an ordinary pilgrim, kissed the earth, then got up and walked slowly toward the city.

Once inside the city, his accessories changed with each street he crossed. After walking through five or six streets, he removed his large beard, and his entire appearance had transformed.

After changing his clothes, he drove around the city twice to make sure no one was following him before heading to the designated location to meet the people who had come with him.

In less than 20 minutes, he arrived at the meeting point. After waiting for a few minutes, his subordinates who had come to Saudi Arabia with him arrived one after another. The group did not make direct contact; they exchanged glances, and that was the end of the rendezvous.

Once the last person arrived, the group split up and headed several blocks to their liaison point in Jizan.

Upon arrival, only Mohrabad entered the liaison point.

When the person in charge of the liaison point saw that it was Mohrabad, he quickly came over:
"Commander, why did you come in person?"

"I've come to see them for myself! How have their operations been lately?"

When asked about the operation, the liaison officer quickly pulled Mohrabad into the base, then took a thick document from a nearby bookshelf, held it with both hands, and slowly handed it to Mohrabad.

After Mohrabad took the documents, he stood beside him and explained in a low voice:

"So far, they have made a total of 7 sorties. Of these 7 sorties, the day before yesterday, which was the last one, was unlucky. They had just sailed the boat to the shore and tied the people off the boat when America and the al-Qaeda members arrived."

"Then America and the al-Qaeda members started fighting."

"If they had run any slower, they probably would have died up there too."

"These seven ships were all carefully selected by us to transport goods to Israel."

"It's just a pity that they have too few people and no base in the area, so they can't effectively convert the hijacked crew and ships into ransom."

"There were a total of 7 operations, and the second one was successful."

"At other times, they would just swindle the crew out of their money, take the valuable and easily portable items, and then leave."

After listening to his brief explanation, Mohrabad finally turned his attention to the documents in front of him.

Entering the new era, the most direct benefit for these people is that messages that were previously very difficult to transmit have become very easy to transmit in recent years.

In the past, this document in his hand would only contain text descriptions and some data.

The specific situation on the ground can only be imagined through these written descriptions.

But now, the document in his hand contains a large number of photos, each with detailed text descriptions and supporting data, making it very clear and understandable.

After spending two hours reviewing the materials, Mohrabad returned them to the person in charge.
“You’ve gone too far. By doing this, it’s easy for people to guess that we’re targeting the Israelis. If others know our intentions, they’ll set a trap, and if we’re not careful, we’ll step into it and become the prey.”

"Reduce the frequency of attacks on Israelis and target America and England instead!"

"By the way, I heard that there's been a group of pirates in the Gulf of Aden who hijacked ships with anti-tank missiles recently. Do you remember them?"

After careful consideration, the person in charge of the liaison point gently shook his head: "No!"

"If pirates could use anti-tank missiles, they wouldn't have to be pirates."

"I suspect it was pirates from Somalia who got an anti-tank missile casing and put their rockets inside."

"It's used to scare people!"

"However, with heavy firepower, hijacking ships would be easy, so Commander Mohrabad, could you equip these guys with some heavy firepower?"

“No!” Mohrabad refused decisively. Just as the person in charge was about to ask a question, he turned his head and smiled, saying:

"If you use a gun but don't kill people, you'll be met with bullets."

"If you use heavy firepower, whether you kill people or not, then heavy artillery will come after you."

"Alright, make the arrangements. I'm going to Saada province."

Knowing that Mohrabad didn't want to discuss this further, the liaison officer smiled and nodded: "I'll arrange it right away!"

After leaving those words, he did not rush to leave to arrange the operation. Instead, he stayed where he was and waited for his subordinates at the stronghold to bring him some food. He then personally placed the food in front of Mohrabad and settled the commander before arranging for a vehicle to travel to Saada province.

Because it borders Yemen's Saada province and is more prosperous than some cities within Yemen, Jizan is the first choice for many people from Saada province to travel abroad.

Although there are a series of restrictions between the two countries, these restrictions seem somewhat ridiculous in the face of money.

In less than two hours, the person in charge of the liaison point resolved the transportation problem to Saada province with money.

After confirming the time, he reappeared before Merkrawald:

"Commander, I've already arranged a vehicle."

"Your current identity is that of a coffee merchant who has traveled to Saada province to purchase coffee. You must remember this identity."

Saada province produces coffee, but due to its high altitude, the coffee harvest season is from January to February each year.

Going there as a coffee merchant was alright.

My appearance doesn't quite resemble that of a coffee merchant.

After pondering for a moment, he looked up at the person in charge of the liaison point:

"You should be able to get Havana cigars in the city. Once you do, find me a silver box that people often handle to store them."

"If you're going to pretend, then pretend convincingly!"

The Quran contains explicit written provisions requiring Muslims not to engage in addictive substances.

Previously, only alcoholic beverages were available, so the clever Muslims chose fruit juice.

Later, cigarettes, coffee, and drugs appeared.

Drugs are too dangerous, and most Islamic countries list them as prohibited items. As for cigarettes and coffee, opinions vary.

The liaison officer went to some trouble to get the cigars. Holding the cigars, he imitated the poses of the merchants and then gave instructions to the liaison officer:
"set off!"

Half an hour later, when Mohrabad appeared in front of the convoy that the liaison officer was looking for, with a cigar in his mouth, he was completely taken aback.

The drivers who drove them were Pakistani mercenaries working for the Saudi army.

Thanks to a series of royal policies, ordinary Saudis are not short of money, and given their own individual aspirations, they naturally have little desire to join the military. Those who do join the army, however, are not particularly strong fighters.

To safeguard its national defense, Saudi Arabia has recruited a large number of mercenary troops from neighboring poor countries, with the largest and most loyal being those from Pakistan.

Others are just trying to earn a living, but Pakistanis are trying to earn a way to survive for themselves and for those who come after them.

Therefore, they pay extra attention even at the border.

Mohrabad approached the convoy, and the team leader naturally came over and expertly offered him a cigarette.

"You went to Saada province to buy coffee?"

In response to his questioning, Merkelbad took a half step back and used his right hand to brush away the cigarette offered to him. This action made the Pakistani officer opposite him turn pale.

Just as he was about to lose his temper, Mohrabad reached into his robes with his right hand, which had been shoved away, and pulled out an exquisite box.

The box was opened, and inside were five cigars.

"Have this!" Mohrabad handed the cigarette pack to the Pakistani officer.

The unique aroma of tobacco lingered in the air. The Pakistani officer chuckled, giving him a knowing look, reached into the cigarette pack, grabbed five cigars, and stuffed them into his pocket.

Mohrabad then picked up the last cigarette, lit it, and tossed the pack over:

"This tobacco cannot get damp. Although the weather here is relatively dry, it is still possible for it to get damp."

After explaining, he exhaled all the smoke he had inhaled into his lungs, blowing it onto the face of the Pakistani officer opposite him. The officer was not angry at his unreasonable action; instead, he enjoyed inhaling the secondhand smoke.

After finishing his cigarette, the officer took the cigarettes out of his pocket, put them in the silver box, and then casually stuffed them back into his pocket: "Get in the car!"

“I will escort you out of the country from Kaherb and then take you directly to Sadah.”

"Once you get there, you'll find someone who sells coffee."

"This is my business card. If you want to come back from here, or if you want your goods to be shipped from here in the future, you can call this number."

As the explanation began, an officer handed a card to Mehrabad.

He accepted it naturally, continued smoking his cigar, and curiously looked around at everything.

The convoy set off, with four or five vehicles moving along the road and then climbing the mountain.

The straight-line distance from Jizan to Sada is less than 130 kilometers, but because the journey involved climbing and descending mountains, the convoy set off in the afternoon and did not arrive in Sada until the evening.

Along the way, whenever the Houthi rebels who controlled Saada saw the convoy, they would only give it a glance and then make no further moves. This scene was witnessed by Mohrabad, and it made him extremely annoyed.

Saada is not a complete city, but a large cluster of buildings scattered in a mountain basin. Upon reaching the edge of the basin, where the urban settlement could barely be seen, the Pakistani officer slammed on the brakes and began to urge people on: "Friend, you'll have to walk the rest of the way on your own."

Looking at the dark road ahead, Mohrabad wanted to curse, but seeing that the other party had a gun, he had no choice but to keep quiet.

He called the people from the other vehicles down, waved to the Pakistani officers, and then led a group of people into the night.

They walked through the darkness and cold wind until sunrise before finally arriving in the city of Saada.

He found the Houthi leader, Mohammed Muya al-Houthi, without much effort.

Seeing the Iranian Revolution commander suddenly appear before him, Muya was pleasantly surprised. After all, the man was the big boss and the benefactor.

He quickly went to greet him, smiling and asking, "General Mohrabad, what brings you here?"

Why didn't you tell me beforehand?

"Speaking of which, we should thank you for the information you provided; otherwise, our people wouldn't have been able to hijack so many ships at sea."

"Although we didn't get much ransom, we did manage to get some money."

"It can solve some of the immediate problems."

Muya was speaking, and Mohrabad was watching him. After watching for a long time, he finally realized that the person in front of him was speaking from the heart.

He pointed to the carpet next to him, walked over naturally, and sat down cross-legged on the carpet.

After Muya sat down, he said in a low voice, "The reason I came here this time is actually because there is something important I want to tell you."

“We spent some money to order a military-grade communication base station for you in another country.”

"The performance is excellent. It will be shipped in about 20 days, and after another 20 days of transportation, it will arrive at the Gulf of Aden."

"You need to find a way to bring this batch of equipment back."

"With this equipment, communication between your various branches will become much easier, and you will be able to notify each department immediately if you are attacked by government forces."

"Huh?" The news was so sudden that Muya couldn't believe it was true.

After all, the Iranians have little money and little technology; all they can provide is ordinary weapons and ammunition.

There are absolutely no advanced weapons or ammunition.

Now they've suddenly set up a communication system, this is really...

This is truly unbelievable.

At that moment, he felt a deep sense of guilt.

He felt guilty that Iran had helped him so much, yet he had still judged them with his own petty mind.

That was really wrong!

Should not!
To alleviate his guilt, he sat on the carpet, shifted his weight forward two steps, grasped Mohrabad's right hand with both hands, and said sincerely:
"We will always regard Iran as a brother, forever remember Iran's help to us, and vow to defend our friendship to the death!"

Mohrabad naturally shook Muya's hand:

"We are all Shia brothers, without distinction. We all have a common enemy: the Israelites, America, and the Sunnis!"

After exchanging compliments, they released each other's hands, and Mohrabad then said seriously:
“I saw many of your checkpoints along the way, but they did not serve their intended purpose.”

"The strictest inspection is nothing more than standing at the vehicle window and taking a look."

“You don’t even have a pass system.”

"The people who brought me here were Saudi Arabia's vassal troops recruited from Pakistan. They are very loyal to Saudi Arabia, and their visits are equivalent to gathering intelligence."

"I can't imagine what would happen to you if a conflict broke out between the two sides."

(End of this chapter)