Abu Mouszab al-Zarqawi, a high-ranking al-Qaeda executive who was once wanted by the United States with a $10 million bounty, has risen since the capture of Fallujah, and now has risen to $25 million, enough to drive all the mercenaries in Iraq into a frenzy.

Unfortunately, so far, no one has been able to pocket this large bounty.

Although he was only a cripple with only one leg left, he was able to evade the tracking and arrest of professional intelligence organizations including the CIA, MI6, and the Mossad again and again, and in just a few years, he grew rapidly, gathering a large number of extremely fanatical religious militants who were willing to sacrifice their lives for the so-called "jihad".

But today, he no longer has the confidence and steadiness that he usually shows in front of his subordinates, but instead stares at the military map hanging on the wall with a frown.

As for the reason, it's very simple!

In anticipation of the Iraqi elections to be held next year, in January 2005, the United States has finally decided to launch a military operation to completely remove the nail in Fallujah, which is less than 80 kilometers away from the capital, Baghdad.

According to intelligence, the U.S. military, the British army, and the Iraqi government army dispatched 15,000 troops, and was also equipped with the world's most advanced tanks, heavy artillery, armored vehicles, air support, etc.

You must know that in the whole of Fallujah, Zarqawi can mobilize only about 5,000 armed men, and most of them only have light firearms, not even explosives, mines and RPG rocket launchers.

The comparison of strength between the enemy and us on paper is simply one in the sky and one in the ground.

Trying to hold Fallujah in such a situation is almost an impossible task, so he is considering a transfer, leaving about half of his men to fight a tragic street battle with the American army, and the rest to preserve their strength and wait for the opportunity to make a comeback.

Anyway, in the Middle East, which is a *** land, any external invading force will eventually be defeated, it is just a matter of time.

Just as Zarqawi began to think about letting the men go, and the men staying, a bearded man burst in from outside and shouted, "Head! the pagan woman who gave us weapons last time is here again! ”

"You mean Bertha?" Zaqawi's mind quickly conjured up the image of a muscular woman.

As the leader of an internationally wanted terrorist organization, he is well aware that there are very few arms dealers who are willing to take huge risks to supply him with weapons and ammunition, and they happen to be one of them, and they are all the most scarce heavy weapons.

"Yes, and she drove a fully enclosed truck and wouldn't let us check it, saying she had a big business to talk to you about. The bearded man hurriedly nodded affirmatively.

"I like big business! What are you waiting for, take me quickly, maybe this business will teach the rampant Americans a lesson." ”

With that, Zarqawi jerked up from his seat, his eyes flashing with excitement and anticipation.

He believed that if he could get enough heavy weapons, he could kill enough American soldiers in street fighting, even if he left half of his manpower.

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At the same time, the muscular woman known as Bertha is sitting in the cab of a fully enclosed truck, asking in an uncertain tone, "Are you sure you really want to sell this thing to an extremist terrorist?"

"Why not? Don't you hate Americans who like to meddle with things?" asked Zhang Cheng with a smirk.

"That's not what you meant! There is no one in the world who does not hate them, except the Americans themselves. But the problem is that hate is hate, and if there is still a nuclear warhead on their heads, the entire world political situation will be violently shaken, or even fall into a state of chaos. Bertha reminded with a frown.

"Isn't chaos better? The more chaotic the situation, the easier it is for the whole organization to grow and penetrate and control more areas. Remember, only when the original order is broken, the various resources on this planet will quickly enter the redistribution link, otherwise you can only bite the competitors little by little, and use the flesh and blood of the other party to slowly grow itself. If we don't even have the courage to break the existing political pattern, what is the value of the whole organization?"

When he said this, Zhang Cheng's eyes revealed an incomparably deep light, like a bottomless pool of water.

Just as Bertha was about to argue, Zarqawi and his men finally came out of the house, laughing and greeting, "Hahahaha! Good afternoon! Ma'am! I heard that you have a big business to talk to me about? ”

"Trust me! You'll be amazed when you see it!" I promise!" Bertha said as she jumped out of the car and opened the rear compartment of her own accord, revealing the thermonuclear warhead that had hit inside.

"This ...... This is ?!!" Zaqawi's pupils suddenly contracted when he saw this, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

With the collapse of the Soviet Union, a large number of nuclear weapons in Eastern Europe have poured into the underground black market, some of which have been dismantled into weapons-grade enriched nuclear materials, and some have been packaged and sold, so he is no stranger to this.

However, with the passage of time, the vast majority of nuclear materials have gradually lost their value over time, especially hydrogen bomb warheads with a relatively short shelf life.

But now, a brand-new high-yield hydrogen bomb warhead suddenly appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but have a feeling of disbelief.

Gently patting the huge bomb inside the truck, Bertha introduced in a very professional tone: "Mk-41, the largest hydrogen bomb produced by the United States in batches, has an explosive power of more than 20 million tons of TNT. How about it, do you like this item?"

"Oh—Allah Almighty! Where did you get it? Will it still work?" asked Zaqawi, clutching his heart pounding wildly in his chest.

"No problem! As long as you can afford it, I'll give you a password, enter it when the time comes, press the button, and everything within a radius of twenty-five kilometers will come to naught. Even people seventy kilometers away can suffer second-degree burns. Nothing survives such an explosion, not even the U.S. military, which claims to be the most powerful in the world. Zhang Cheng didn't know when he also left the cab with a devilish smile on his face.

Personally started a thermonuclear war that swept the world, and he undoubtedly knows better than anyone the lethality of various yield nuclear warheads,

"How much does it cost to buy it?" Zaqawi's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his eyes flashed with a crazy light.

"$100 million! Pay $100 million, or the same amount of gold, and you'll get the detonation code in no time. On top of that, there's a little proviso that I need you to mobilize your hands to help me find something interesting in the city. ”

"Deal!

"You are such a generous and happy customer!

"Happy working together!"

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