After coming out of the underground training room, Ling Yun took a hot shower to get rid of the stains on his body, and then went straight to a command post set up thirty meters underground. [Latest chapter reading.]

After the electronic eyes emit S infrared rays swept over the body, the electronic gate made of a special alloy "ding" With a sound, the two sides slowly slid away, opening the door to Ling Yun to enter the underground command post, and there was a busy scene in the command post, every member of the hell was busy with their own affairs, and there was absolutely no idler wandering around in the entire space, everything was going on efficiently and orderly.

Walking into an office, Ling Yun looked at several intelligence analysis experts who were busy, and asked in a deep voice, "What is the situation between Israel and Syria now?"

"The Israeli government has lodged a serious protest with the Syrian government, accusing it of backing Arab militants in attacks on Israeli military targets, and has subsequently ordered the closure of all Syrian-Israeli corridors and has also begun a massive troop build-up in the border areas between the two countries. ”

"It's good news, it seems that these Israelis are really efficient, and they are starting to make moves so quickly. ”

Ling Yun lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and instructed a black-blood team member behind him: "Inform the middle-aged man, let him prepare a plane immediately, I am going to visit an old friend in Syria." ”

Half an hour later, Ling Yun took Chen Hu and Paul on the plane to Syria.

At this time, the Middle East, which is known as a powder keg on the other side of the ocean, is already tense and may break out in a large-scale armed conflict at any time, so that the sixth Middle East war will once again befall this land rich in black gold (oil). In retaliation for the attacks on Israeli targets, the IDF stationed on the Golan Heights was ordered to forcibly break into Syrian territory and destroy a training camp for Arab militant groups, killing dozens of Arab militant group militants on the spot. Syrian President Bashar, as the weaker party, can only make a compromise in form, repeatedly claiming that the relations between the two countries are good, but now there are only some misunderstandings, and the two sides should resolve the contradictions in a calm and tolerant manner, and express their understanding of the Israeli government's position of encircling and suppressing the armed forces.

Closing the newspaper in his hand, Ling Yun took a sip of coffee before shaking his head and muttering: "If there was enough strength, the Syrian army would have entered Israel a long time ago, politics is really hypocritical!"

A few days later, Ling Yun appeared in the Syrian presidential palace, and said with a smile to Syrian President Bashar al-Assad, who had a bitter smile on his face: "I remember that when I first came, Mr. President seemed to have encountered this situation. ”

Speaking of this, Ling Yun seemed to add a sentence very casually, "I really don't understand why these Jews always like to bully Syria!"

As the head of a country, Bashar is undoubtedly an old fox who has already cultivated to perfection, so he knows as well as Spiegel what happened to Ling Yun rushing to Syria at this time." Actually, I also know what Mr. Lingyun's intention is this time, but in the absence of any chance of victory, Syria will never unilaterally declare war on Israel!"

Bashar coughed a little embarrassed, then shook his head and said helplessly: "The Americans have made it clear that they will never let people destroy peace in the Middle East." ”

"Is there peace in the Middle East, why don't I know" Ling Yun said as he reached out and took out a cigar from his pocket and asked Chen Hu, who was standing behind him, to help him light the fire.

Taking a puff of his cigar, Ling Yun exhaled a puff of smoke before asking, "What is your solution to the threat from Israel?"

In the face of this "Eastern Devil" question, Bashar did not know how to answer the other party, and at this time he could only bow his head and sigh deeply. These days, he has been thinking about this question, but he has never come up with a good way to get out of the predicament he is facing. On the one hand, the demand for revenge from the people in Syria is getting louder and louder, and the radicals at the top of the government are also * On the other hand, he clearly realized that Syria and Israel were not at the same level at all, and if they could not get a collective response from other Arab countries, Syria would dare to use force against Israel, a military power, and it would only be a R bun to fight the dog and never return. Seeing that Bashar was silent, Ling Yun's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp look like an eagle, staring at the other party in a deep voice"I still maintain my original view that only war can free Syria and the entire Arab world from the unfavorable situation of being oppressed by Israel."

Bashar's body leaning on the sofa shook slightly, and there was a hint of inexplicability in his eyes, and he looked at Ling Yun silently for a long time, as if he was thinking about some major life decision.

In fact, Ling Yun also knew very well in his heart that the president in front of him also had the unyielding and belligerent blood of the Arabs flowing in his body. The reason why he endured those Jews who squatted on his head and and pooped was also because he really did not have the strength to fight with his opponent.

"The Arabs are not a cowardly people, as evidenced by the fact that we waged five successive wars against Israel in the last half of the last century and several decades."

In the face of Ling Yun's questioning, Bashar, as a mature politician, did not answer the other party from the front, but continued to say something pointedly, saying: "As long as the entire Arab nation can be united again, Syria is not afraid of being drawn into the sixth Middle East war."

"Your Excellency the President, I already understand!"

After sending Ling Yun away, Bashar summoned all the military and political leaders to hold a secret meeting to discuss how to solve the current dilemma.

"We don't have any industry in the first place, and now in the face of pressure from Israel, most of the industry has ceased to function, and according to the current state of development, it is estimated that if this phenomenon continues, our GDP will have no hope of growing for nearly 30 years. ”

"China's economic foundation is already weak, although it has always relied on oil turnover, but the national economy is sluggish is an indisputable fact. ”

"Food reserves have already exceeded the warning line by 20 percent, and after another month of this trouble, the streets outside the Syrian government building will be filled with beggars. ”

"All schools have been closed, and the whole country has held a ** to strongly protest against the state's inability to guarantee the safety of people's lives and property. ”

"Some members of the opposition group have criticized the government's withdrawal at a time when Israeli forces are pressing down on the border, undermining the dignity of the country and emboldening the arrogance of the other side. ”

…… The speech of the crowd as if no one was around him only burned Bashar with anger, and his face became more and more dark the more he listened, and even his body trembled uncontrollably.

Now that it is obvious that a solution to this incident must be found anyway, otherwise his current government will surely be overwhelmed, even if there is no real loss in Syria.

At this time, he also had to reconsider the opinion that the "Eastern Devil" had put forward to him, and perhaps the Middle East really needed another war." What can you do to help the country out of this predicament from Israel?" Bashar frowned, and then asked the senior officials in a deep voice.

The people at the bottom say one sentence to me, and in the end, it is still the same sentence, and an opportunity to divert the current situation - a war.

Although everyone knows that this is the best way, no one dares to say it, because the previous wars in the Middle East have already scared everyone. This time, no one dared to propose this solution, which was not guaranteed to win, after all, although the defeat of the war was not the responsibility of the individual, but in the end, among the people who put forward the opinion, was definitely one of them.

At this time, Bashar's wrinkled old face suddenly twitched sharply, so he hurriedly reached out and pressed a button.

Bashar breathed a long sigh of relief, and in the end, there was no concrete result in the debate, so he could only sit down in his chair and let out a low and silent sigh, and at this time, when Bashar, the Syrian leader, was facing a dilemma, Ling Yun was having a secret meeting with Bruce, the head of Hell foreign operations in Syria.

There were no lights in the entire reception hall, only the cold moonlight shining through the window, so Bruce could only see the blurred outline of the other party's face.

Chen Hu still stood straight behind Ling Yun, like an unsheathed steel knife, sharp and undisguised, ready to deal with any emergencies at any time.

As the regional head of everything in Syria for the Hell Organization, Bruce is arguably one of the most murderous in the organization.

This guy has participated in two Middle East wars, and he was also a senior leader of al-Qaeda, he once led Uncle ****'s guerrillas, and the 911 terrorist attack in the United States was actually his crazy suggestion.

In view of the cold-bloodedness and brutality of this man, even his own people could not stand his tyranny, and finally let him lead a guerrilla army and fight alone. And Bruce really lived up to his mission, bringing his cold-bloodedness and ferocity to the extreme.

Born bloodthirsty, Bruce's favorite thing to do is to capture American GIs alive and bury them alive or pour gasoline on them and burn them alive.

Looking at the flames that kept rising on the bodies of those dying American GIs, he would raise the AK-47 in his hand and slam wildly into the sky to get a more exciting satisfaction than when he did a high C with a woman.

Because he constantly used sneak attacks, assassinations, field battles, and traps to slaughter American soldiers, the enraged United States had no choice but to dispatch Navy SEALs to eliminate the guerrillas he led.

However, in this well-arranged encirclement and suppression operation, the cunning Bruce relied on a few cronies to cover desperately, and finally succeeded in escaping the pursuit of American GIs. After leading the guerrillas to be eliminated by the American special forces, the immortal Bruce hid in the primeval forests of Africa for three years, and then changed his name and surname to join Hell, a pet organization that can provide shelter for him. After joining Hell, he took the initiative to apply to come to Syria in turmoil, and continued to deal with the Yankees and Jews.

"I need some bloody upheaval in Israel, and the bigger the better."

Turning his head to stare at the Arab radical in front of him, Ling Yun asked solemnly: "Mr. Bruce, is there a problem?"

Hearing that the other party seemed to want to do something to the Jews, Bruce immediately stood up excitedly and pinched the knuckles of his ten knuckles with both hands, and the fierce light in his round eyes flashed with a human-loving light, like a ferocious beast that chooses to devour people.

Subsequently, the person in charge of foreign affairs in Syria said fiercely: "I will prepare a great gift for the Jews, and I believe that the ending will definitely satisfy Mr. Ling Yun." ”

"So, what are you still doing standing here, let's get moving!"

Nodding with satisfaction, Ling Yun watched Bruce's back leave, and said as if talking to himself: "This person, what do you think?"

Just now, Chen Hu, who had been standing behind Ling Yun without saying a word, of course knew what his boss meant, so he replied categorically without any hesitation: "A mad dog." ”

"Mad dog, I like it, especially the mad dog that can bite people for me, and I can use him to divert attention from the Israeli side. ”

Ling Yun lit a cigar, and the moment the fire shone brightly, revealing his resolute and feminine facial line, he muttered a question, "How is the progress of those tactical experts at the headquarters, has the preliminary action plan come out?"

"S people first S horses, thieves first capture kings." In the face of the boss's inquiry, Chen Hu said in a flat tone: "If the Israeli president is assassinated by Arab radicals, the situation in the Middle East will become very favorable to us." ”

"It's an interesting plan, it looks like we're going to Israel again!"

When Ling Yun heard this, he didn't say anything more before standing up silently, and after dropping such a sentence, he walked out of this dark room and re-entered the world of light......

the Red Sea port city of Aqaba; Four of the Middle East's most advanced warships, the EilatclassSAAR 5 Multi-Mission Corvettes, are docked here for routine repairs.

Armed with Barak anti-aircraft missiles, American-made Harpoon anti-ship missiles, Gabriel medium-range anti-ship missiles, and ship-based close-range defense guns, these four sea giants were stationed in the harbor, wiping their muzzles in the dark moonlight against the chilling cold glow, and the other cargo ships were docked far away from it, not daring to appear near it at all.

As soon as the warship docked, the officers and men who had been adrift in the sea for a whole month immediately went ashore and began to have fun in this port city. Although it was now the period of armed standby, no one thought that the sixth Middle East war was about to break out. Even if the war was really about to break out, then if you didn't go to a woman from time to time to vent, you don't know if there would be a next time.

On the night when the clouds cover the moon, it is pitch black between heaven and earth, and the lights in the city become the only light that dots the sky and the earth; It is the best time for the moon to be dark and the wind is high, and to set fire to kill.

A dark black extended cargo truck stopped not far from the Israeli Navy's cordon at the port, and the truck stopped in the direction of the sea with the port facing the sea.

(End of chapter)