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Chapter 583 Awarding of Medals! (Second Update!)

Virginia.

When Dmitry heard the number 80515 Research Institute, he was completely stunned.

He quickly covered his mouth with his hand to prevent his excited voice from being heard by the person on the other end of the phone.

The CIA possesses global intelligence, but recently, a previously unseen numerical code suddenly appeared in the intelligence they collected.

It was a research institute located in China.

Number 80515.

What they do is unknown; what their research focuses on is unknown; which branch of the military they belong to is unknown.

do not know anything.

This is unforgivable to the CIA. China has many secret research institutes, but the CIA can know the general direction of most of them, as well as the specific research depth and progress.

None of that matters.

The CIA does not allow a code name to exist without a record.

Now, to actually hear the code name 80515 Research Institute from Lin Yi's mouth, how could anyone not be excited?
Suppressing his pounding heart, Dmitri squinted, feigning confusion as he spoke into the phone. He then adjusted his tone and repeated the numerical codes Lin Yi had just spoken in English in Mandarin:
"Research Institute 80515?"

This sentence was pronounced clearly and precisely, even the "one" was pronounced as "yao".

The next second, Lin Yi's sharp curse came: "You fucking can speak Mandarin!"

"Yes, not many! Are you sure it's this code name?"

Lin Yi's affirmative voice rang out: "It's this code name! They found us, wanting to use our names as a means of communication, and then we'll leave the rest to them."

"The price is that I can get some favorable policies, such as tax breaks and land. By the way, why are you asking this?"

"Has something big happened?"

Lin Yi's reply was languid, knowing this guy was probably still half asleep and easy to fool, so he casually made up an excuse:
"It's nothing, it's just that the Middle East has been quite lively lately. Our CIA will investigate any heavy equipment that appears in the Middle East thoroughly."

"Perfect timing. We found out that Saudi Arabia purchased three tanks from you, and further investigation revealed that these three tanks were manufactured in just two months."

"It's said to be some kind of fourth-generation tank, with great power, long range, and high mobility."

“Our President Barack slapped the intelligence in the face of the Secretary of Defense, the Department of Defense slapped the intelligence in the face of our director, and our director slapped the intelligence in my face.”

"I'll have to do it myself!"

After giving his reasons, Dmitry was filled with ecstatic joy.

It is known that Saudi Arabia did indeed purchase three tanks from China, and even went to great lengths to lease aircraft from Russia.

The general consensus in America is that Saudi Arabia is telling America that if you continue to support Israel, then we will have to part ways, and they will bring in Chinese or Russian influence.

This was already evident when mercenaries were introduced previously.

Within America, the general consensus is that those tanks were a symbol of loyalty and sacrifice.

It has no practical significance.

And all of this is actually connected to that mysterious code name that suddenly appeared, 80515.

Given this, it can be basically determined that the so-called 80515 Research Institute should belong to the Army Research Institute, and its main research direction is the so-called tank.

This time, it was a scheme orchestrated by both Saudi Arabia and China!

To demonstrate an attitude.

Very good, excellent!
With the analyzed answer firmly in mind, Dmitry whispered to Lin Yi on the other end of the phone:

"Send me a copy of the parameters of the lithography machine you want to purchase to my email."

“I will send someone to make contact, and you will need to register an additional company, preferably a Japanese or Korean-controlled company.”

"Then this company puts the factory on your turf and makes the purchase in their name."

"If we lay a solid foundation, and then give us a boost from behind, it will be easy to pass the review."

"It's just my money. We've cooperated many times before. They'll transfer the money to me after the cooperation is completed."

"Remember, don't tell anyone about this!" Perhaps fearing Lin Yi would tell others, Dmitri took a deep breath after saying this and said in a heavy tone:
"Remember, it's everyone!"

After explaining the matter, Dmitri hung up the phone, turned around, and called Navarro again.

As soon as the call connected, he relayed the message to the other party:

"Do you remember the code name we saw before? Institute 80515. According to Lin Yi, it was this institute that made them transfer this thing to Saudi Arabia openly."

"Based on this analysis, the so-called 80515 Research Institute should be an armored tank research institute."

Upon receiving the message, Navarro did not respond immediately, but waited a long time, seemingly dissecting and processing the information he heard, before replying:
How do you determine if it's real or fake?

“No need to judge whether it’s true or false!” Dmitri said, his words full of mockery.
"Do we need to verify its authenticity? Or, if we report this intelligence to our president and to the Department of Defense, does the Department of Defense have other ways to verify it?"

"Given the nature of the Chinese people, the sudden emergence of this research institute must mean it is of a very high level."

"Last time we received the news, we lost a lot of people."

"Even if we produce a report and submit it, the Ministry of National Defense cannot use the remaining pieces just for verification."

"That would be a losing proposition!"

"So, it all depends on our words!"

"By the way, that guy wants a lithography machine with a process range of 128 nanometers to 250 nanometers, and he's willing to give us a kickback of $1000 million."

Upon hearing about the $1000 million reward, Navarro instantly forgot about the so-called 80515 Institute.

What a load of rubbish, the 80515 Research Institute! My friend, let's take a look at the $1000 million right in front of us!

How do you plan to divide it?

"It's a 40/60 split. I'll take 40% and you take 60%, because I need to use your connections."

"Okay, have him send over the plan as soon as possible. If there are no problems..."

"I told him to register a Japanese company or a Korean company, use that company to invest in China, and then submit a purchase application to ASML in the name of that company. At that time, all that's needed is approval from the European Commission's department. But we have to go through all the necessary procedures to avoid trouble."

Dmitri spoke first, saying everything Navarro wanted to say. After listening, Navarro breathed a sigh of relief and calmly replied:
"Then hurry up, I'll hang up now, I need to give General Brian a message."

After hanging up the phone, Navarro immediately texted Brian back:
[General Brian, it's been confirmed that a department we previously investigated, codenamed 80515, was behind this. They're probably putting on a show for each other. As a naval admiral, you should be very familiar with the research and development timeline for a tank.]

They couldn't possibly manufacture it in just two months, and given China's material resources, they simply couldn't produce those things.

Therefore, our focus should remain on Russia. We suspect they have unearthed another legacy from the former Soviet Union.

After sending the message, Navarro tossed his phone onto the table and leaned back in his chair to rest. Meanwhile, Brian quickly received the message, but looking at the incoherent and rambling text, he didn't know what to do.

Because this whole thing was eerie from beginning to end.

Moreover, from a politically correct perspective, America must be number one, number one globally, and number one in every aspect.

So, regardless of whether this so-called 80515 research institute is cooperating with Saudi Arabia in a performance, or whether they have developed a powerful tank, it doesn't matter.

These things are not allowed in America's official promotional documents.

Because America is number one!

If we acknowledge these facts, then America wouldn't be number one.

A thousand-mile dike can be breached by an ant hole. If America doesn't get first place the first time, others will suspect that there will be a second and a third time.

If people's hearts are lost, it will be difficult to lead the team.

Brian took out his phone, deleted the message expressionlessly, and turned to look at the young staff officers beside him:
"Based on the results of our initial discussion, let's prepare a report."

"Then, you reply to Benjamin and tell him that he can attend the award ceremony in Saudi Arabia."

"Tell him you want to record a high-definition video!"

The young staff officer left with the orders, relaying them to the frontline command and then to Benjamin.

Udeid Air Base, Qatar.

Upon receiving the order from Brian, Benjamin immediately took out his best outfit, hung all his medals on it, tidied it up, stood in front of the mirror, looked at himself with great satisfaction for a long time, and then took off his clothes.

He then summoned his secretary and instructed her to prepare for the trip to Saudi Arabia.

Early the next morning, a helicopter took off from Al Udeid Air Base and flew to Riyadh.

Arrival time is 9:37 AM.

The so-called medal-awarding ceremony in Saudi Arabia took place at 11 a.m. After arriving, Benjamin, dressed in his general's uniform and adorned with medals, wandered around the ceremony site.

Those who know him, seeing his military uniform and the numerous medals on his chest, feel utterly bewildered.

As he walked around, he saw a few other people.

Russian President Miyalavlovich.

Beside him were several other people, all of whom were older, but they all wore the same thing around their necks.

Soviet Gold Star Medal!

Upon seeing this clearly, Benjamin slapped his thigh and cursed inwardly: "If I had known it was like this, I should have gone and bought a Soviet Gold Star Medal to wear."

Upon seeing Mijelavlovich, Benjamin naturally stepped forward to greet him. Although they had always had conflicts, both openly and covertly, in this public setting, the other party was the leader of another country, while he was merely a general of one country. Upon seeing the other party, he had to bow and greet him as appropriate, and he had to show the proper etiquette.

Otherwise, people will look down on you.

When Benjamin greeted him, Mijelavlovich smiled and greeted him back, while discreetly handing him a handful of dried fruit.

She blinked, then turned and left.

Time quickly came for the guests to enter, and the guests, guided by Salle, took their seats.

As traditional Arabic war songs played, nine tall, long-legged Russians emerged from behind a curtain, marching in the Russian goose-step, and slowly walked to the center of the stage.

These people were not wearing Russian military uniforms, but rather desert camouflage that Saudi Arabia had purchased from America.

Add to that the tactical equipment, and standing there, he looks just like a soldier from America.

Moreover, because these people marched in perfect unison, the distance between them when they lined up on the stage looked as if it had been measured with a ruler.

The soldiers looked much better than America's drug-addicted soldiers, which annoyed Benjamin.

At this moment, he began to question why he had come at all.

Fortunately, the so-called award ceremony was not too serious and did not last too long.

Spotlights and flashes focused on the nine people. About ten minutes later, to the sound of rousing music, Saeed slowly walked onto the stage, followed by nine soldiers dressed in traditional Arab robes.

The soldiers, armed with scimitars, looked like figures straight out of an ancient painting.

These nine people correspond to the nine Russian mercenaries on the other side.

Said stood between them, raised his hand in a somewhat awkward salute, picked up the first medal, and gently tapped it to Shereyev's chest.

"Soldier, this is what you deserve!"

A genuine Soviet gold star medal has only a simple five-pointed star, weighs 21.5 grams, has a diagonal distance of 30 millimeters, a thickness of three millimeters, and is made of pure gold.

The inscription on the back reads "Hero of the Soviet Union".

The gold star medal that Sayyid wore himself had a five-pointed star that was visibly large. Benjamin estimated that it was at least 10 centimeters in size and at least 5 millimeters thick.

Moreover, judging from its shape, it is pure gold!

The moment the badge was hung on his chest, the originally tight clothes were pulled down, leaving a visible crease.

Seeing this, Shereyev quickly raised his chest and displayed the huge medal to everyone.

Pure gold!
Saeed raised his hand and saluted him again, then turned and walked toward the second person, who was still wearing a heavy medal.

After he walked away, everyone could see clearly the medal on Sheri's chest, with a string of words engraved in the very center.

It is the Cyrillic alphabet.

The meaning of this string of Cyrillic letters is not that of a Soviet hero, but a Saudi hero.

Benjamin, sitting in the audience, watched all of this with a somber expression and without uttering a word.

After World War II, the Soviet Union sought to extend its influence into the Middle East.

To demonstrate that their path is correct.

Saudi Arabia has always wanted its royal rule to last forever, which naturally led to conflict between the two sides.

This contradiction reached its peak after Saudi Arabia discovered oil.

Saudi Arabia began supporting Islamic factions within the Soviet Union, and the Soviet Union, in turn, began supporting its own representatives within Saudi Arabia.

The two sides can be described as mortal enemies.

But now, Saudi Arabia is actually using Soviet equipment!
Although it is a paraphrase, Saudi Arabia's attitude is still worth discussing!

(End of this chapter)