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Chapter 538 Reform! Reform! And damn it, reform! (Second update!)

"And look at you, an armored brigade of over 1000 men, with tanks and artillery, whose tanks were completely wiped out by an unknown number of Houthi rebels in less than an hour, and then they drove you back, leaving you in utter disarray!"

"Tell me, is this behavior reasonable?"

Said's questioning did not embarrass the officers present, because they were well aware of their own limitations.

World War II was the largest war in human history, turning Europe, Africa and Asia into a chaotic mess.

However, there were no major wars on the Arabian Peninsula, and it wasn't even a separate battlefield.

The Saudis played virtually no role in this war.

The Soviet army during World War II was comparable to the army of their Eastern friend, China; they were practically inhuman.

At this moment, comparing them to the Soviet soldiers in the Battle of Stalingrad was giving them far too much credit.

If it were the same Soviet soldiers from back then fighting them, the battle might have lasted even less time!

However, the opposing force was not the Soviet army, but the Houthi rebels, a local armed group.

An armored brigade of over 1000 men was routed by a local militia in less than an hour. It's really... really too much.

As they talked, they also began to think about where the problem lay and how to solve it.

But soon, apart from Lahman and a few others, the rest of the group realized that these thoughts were in vain.

Because Saudi Arabia is a monarchy, almost all major decisions require the monarch to make them, and major decisions such as mobilizing the military require Saeed to make them.

Whether the decision is good or bad, it's up to him to handle it.

Ultimately, whatever the outcome, we'll all share the responsibility.

It's better not to use your brain.

Directly in front, Saeed finished his comparison and took a breath. He looked intently at the people present, hoping they would speak, but none of them spoke. Instead, they raised their eyes to meet his gaze.

Each of them had a look on their face that said, "Let's see what kind of trouble you're up to."

After a long stare, Sayyid slammed his hands on the conference table and shouted:

"The military must be reformed!"

"And it's not a small reform, it's a major reform, a major reform that takes into account the economic, security, and political aspects as a whole!"

Before he could finish speaking and add anything else, everyone present, led by Lahman, burst into applause.

Although I don't know what this major reform, which integrates economic, security, and political aspects, is all I need to do is applaud!
When his words were interrupted, Sayed wanted to curse, but ultimately he swallowed his words.

After calming down, he explained his plan:
"The first thing is to adjust our national defense education and mercenary situation."

"We need to instill a healthy sense of national identity and national defense in the people of Saudi Arabia, especially young people."

Instead of flying to Europe, Africa, Australia, or America whenever something happens.

"In establishing this concept, we also need to adjust our mercenaries; we must reduce the number of mercenaries."

"Let our troops take on the defense work they should be doing, instead of slacking off all day long."

"Only by undertaking these defense tasks can we see whether the army's daily training is effective."

"And then there's the military!"

"The command was extremely chaotic! I still can't understand why the order from the mechanized infantry battalion commander of the 6th Armored Brigade to provide cover and then retreat in stages was interpreted by these people as abandoning their weapons and retreating!"

"I don't understand!"

"Is this how command is normally conducted, or is this how daily training is conducted?"

We must figure these things out!

"Therefore, I hereby formally announce that the military reform plan, which I am leading and which is personally implemented by Defense Minister Moussa, will officially begin."

"Over the next period of time, we will gradually verify the military and clear out all those damned things that need to be removed!"

That concludes today's meeting! Meeting adjourned!

After saying the meeting was over, Sayed grabbed the documents on the table, snorted coldly, and stormed out, returning to his office.

As soon as he entered, Musa, who was not present at the meeting, handed him a document:

"After the Sixth Armored Brigade's defeat, the brigade commander immediately called Lahman."

"This is the content of the call, please take a look!"

The document is only about 10 pages long. If it were a regular document, 10 pages would be very thin and contain very little content.

But this is a transcript of the call recording.

Ten or so pages, that's a lot.

Said remained calm as he read the expected text, but when he saw Lahman giving the commander of the 6th Armored Brigade a trick, suggesting that the 6th Armored Brigade volunteer to advance with the other armored brigades and then hold them back, he was surprised.

If we drag the other armored brigades into the mess as well, then everyone will be evenly matched, and no one will be able to laugh at anyone else. This matter can then be easily resolved.

He was completely angry!

He slammed the documents on the table, turned around, and said to Musa with a menacing look:
"Find out that deaf guy from the 6th Armored Brigade and shoot him!"

"Shoot him in front of everyone!"

"I want them to know that this isn't going to be so easily forgotten!"

Beside him, Musa, who had been waiting for Saeed's response, nodded. "I will handle this matter in the subsequent investigation."

"The biggest problem now is to come up with a concrete reform plan and then notify the whole country and the lowest level of the military."

"To prevent anyone from using reforms as a pretext for political manipulation!"

Saeed wasn't stupid; he understood everything Musa said, but right now he really wanted to kill those guys.

I really want to kill him.

He sulked for about 10 minutes, then waved his hand weakly and said, "Then go and work on the plan! Give it to me when you're done!"

"Okay!" Musa nodded, turned around, and began to organize the relevant information for his department.

Meanwhile, Sayed, who remained in the office, skillfully turned on his computer and began browsing news online, especially news about the battle between Saudi Arabia and the Houthis.

As soon as the webpage opened, Al Jazeera's news popped up.

[Saudi Arabia, a fat man who injects water under his skin and inflates himself to look like a giant!]

Below this title is a simple line drawing of a fat man shooting arrows with both hands.

He held an exaggeratedly thick tube in his left hand and poured water into his body; the water even had names written on it.

[F15...]

Abrams...

Pakistani mercenaries...

His right hand was slapping himself across the face, which was swollen and had his name written on it.

Houthi rebels

Below this picture is another one. It shows two people talking with their backs to each other, one on the left and one on the right.

From those few strokes, Said understood that the person in the painting was himself.

On the left is a simple line drawing of his declaration a few days ago, in which he stated that he would launch a comprehensive attack on the Houthi rebels.

On the right is his own expression of powerless rage upon seeing the news of the army's crushing defeat.

Seeing this, Saeed could no longer hold back. His plan required a defeat, but not this kind of defeat.

Such a failure is too shameful!

He grabbed a chair and smashed it against the computer monitor, sending the monitor flying and the chair flying as well.

After doing all this, he immediately felt much better.

He sat back down at his desk, tidied up the mess, and began to devise a reform plan.

These people suffered a crushing defeat. Their previous reform plans were just minor adjustments, like small doses of medicine. Now, they have to take drastic measures.

…………

News of Saudi Arabia's crushing defeat, amplified by Qatari television, quickly spread throughout the world, naturally reaching Lin Yi's ears as well.

This news left him unsure whether to laugh or cry.

The reason for the laughter is that Saudi Arabia will inevitably seek change in the coming period, and seeking change will naturally lead to contact with more weapons manufacturers.

As a half-baked weapons manufacturer, I've collaborated with them several times, so I'm sure I'm within their considerations.

All you need to do is be quick-witted, and you'll definitely be able to get a piece of meat.

The reason for the tears is that the goods they sell to Saudi Arabia will also be used in this way. If they are using their high-tech equipment, but the Houthis use it to attack them with sticks, then they will lose face big time.

When others see this, they will assume that their equipment is inadequate.

At that point, it will truly be a case of mud dripping down your pants, and even jumping into the Yellow River won't clear your name!

Uncomfortable!

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Yi decided to laugh first, since laughing while holding money is better than crying without it.

After agonizing over his decision, he closed the news on his computer screen, created a new document, placed his fingers on the keyboard, and typed a few words.

[Mechanized Combined Arms Battalion!]

The Saudi army is mainly composed of brigades, which do not have regiments, but only battalions, companies, and platoons.

The combined arms battalion was designed specifically for them.

Just as he was about to start typing, there was a knock on the office door, and Gao Hai's voice came through the knock:
"Old Lin, I need to talk to you about something!"

"The door is unlocked!"

With a click, the door lock was turned, and Gao Hai, looking exhausted, pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing Lin Yi, he first opened his briefcase, took out a letter, and handed it to him:
"This is a letter that Mr. Tan asked me to give you!"

Upon hearing that it was a letter from Tan Chuan, Lin Yi did not accept it immediately. Instead, he tidied up the things on the table before taking the letter with both hands. As he opened the envelope, he asked, "Did you go out to cheat on someone? You look so haggard!"

After handing out the letter, Gao Hai walked to the sofa and sat down. Hearing Lin Yi's question, he shook his head and said, "No!"

After uttering those two words, he leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and continued explaining as if to himself:
"Actually, this matter is related to you. I'll tell you after you finish reading the letter."

"What does this have to do with me?" Lin Yi asked back, pulling the letter out of the envelope and unfolding it. A letter with strong, vigorous handwriting appeared before his eyes.

[Lin Yi, see your true nature as I do!]

As the saying goes, a day apart feels like three autumns. We haven't seen each other for several months, which is like hundreds of years. I heard you've been very busy lately, so I'll keep it short.

With your help, the construction of the hull of the 001 aircraft carrier is progressing very quickly. The deck and power system of the carrier have now been basically completed.

In other words, our aircraft carrier has overcome 80 of the 81 tribulations, leaving only the last one.

The challenge lies in the interior decoration!

I've been working too much overtime lately, so I gave my staff a day off to rest.

Next, before we begin the interior renovations, we plan to hold a ceremony.

I hope you can attend this ceremony, after all, you contributed a lot to this ship.

Moreover, some comrades will have to leave after completing this phase of work.

Before they left, they also wanted to take a group photo with you.

So I really hope you can come!
Tan Chuan

The letter was short, and Lin Yi finished reading it in just a few minutes. He then folded the letter back and put it back in the envelope.

He then carefully placed the envelope in the bookcase, in the most conspicuous place.

When the time comes, as long as someone comes in and sees this envelope, he can brag about it to everyone.

After closing the glass door of the bookcase, he turned to look at Gao Hai on the sofa.

The person is already asleep.

The snoring was very soft; you could tell this guy hadn't slept well in a long time.

With a sigh, Lin Yi turned up the air conditioner temperature slightly and returned to his desk to continue organizing the data along the same lines of thought.

According to news reports from Al Jazeera, Saudi Arabia suffered a crushing defeat because its 12 tanks advanced too quickly and became separated from the troops behind them, allowing the enemy to seize the opportunity and wipe them out in one fell swoop.

The subsequent fighting was caused by the subordinates misinterpreting the command, mistaking "defend in place" and "retreat in stages" for "direct withdrawal."

This is a very serious situation where the general doesn't know his soldiers, and the soldiers don't know their general.

To improve this situation, the general's orders must be delivered accurately to every soldier.

Therefore, both generals and soldiers need a terminal so that the general's orders can be accurately transmitted to the soldiers' terminals.

In addition, this terminal needs to add battlefield analysis and other functions.

However, these features cost extra.

If you're not going to pay, then get out of here!

What's the point of playing with military equipment if you don't have money?
Poor guy!

After mentally complaining, Lin Yi clicked to save and close the document.

After he finished doing all this, just as he was about to get up, his phone rang.

The name flashing on the screen was that of Sadr Jr.

Upon seeing the name, Lin Yi was puzzled as to why Little Sander would call him at this time, because according to what the other party had said before, they needed to find a way to get his elderly father, Sadr, into the Iraqi parliament.

Such an opportunity is rare. Once missed, it will take at least until next year to get in, or you may never be able to get in at all.

Judging by the time, he should be very busy right now, so how could he have time to call me?

Having organized his thoughts, Lin Yi answered the phone, but before he could even utter a word, the young Saddam on the other end blurted out urgently:
"I need a drone system equipped with a facial recognition system. I need you to help me find some people."

(End of this chapter)