Chapter 542: The Aziz Declaration
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Even the most greedy Black Death had no luxury expecting that he would be able to divide the money twice in just a few hours.
It had already been divided once before 7 p.m., and it was at least $10,000 per person, far more than most people expected.
So after dinner, almost everyone talked about how the money was spent, and at the same time expressed his praise and gratitude to McRae, who risked his life to get the money and insisted on handing it out to every fighter.
This is a huge amount of money, according to the current market in Aleppo, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl is only a thousand dollars, and now everyone can buy ten, and the sense of happiness is instantly bursting, and the emotions that have been held back for several months now have a chance to vent.
But greater happiness awaited them, and at half past ten o'clock in the evening, a new order was issued.
All members of the Aziz Army shrank their defensive lines, and all four brigades were reduced to fortifications within a radius of one kilometer with the Carlton Hotel as the core, and the commanders of the captain were required to hold an operational meeting at the Carlton Hotel.
No one knew what was going on in the conference room, because the conference room was surrounded by gunmen from special operations teams and international columns, and even outside the conference room window, two tanks and three armored vehicles were parked, and the entire Carlton Hotel was in a tense atmosphere.
No matter who it is, no matter what faction it belongs to, everyone's heart is tangled.
Fortunately, although the meeting was mysterious, the message was encouraging.
At one o'clock in the morning, some junior officers were summoned into the conference room and quickly walked out with suitcases of all sizes.
Another money was paid, and it was at least $10,000 per person.
At three o'clock in the morning, the second round of money distribution had just ended, and the Black Death who finally received the money had not counted the number of banknotes + tickets, and the junior officers were summoned again and walked out with suitcases again.
The third payment is still at least $10,000 per person.
This is destined to be a sleepless night, everyone is excited to close their eyes, even if they force themselves to lie down, they will still touch the money + ticket in their arms from time to time.
It's like a dream, are the leaders going to send all the money?
However, according to the description of the junior officer who sent the money back, the atmosphere in the conference room was a little tense, and although General Aziz asked them to take the money, his expression was a little stiff, and he was obviously not very happy.
But McRae, who was standing next to Aziz, was smiling, asking for the name of each junior officer who came in to report, then how many people were under him, and then handed over a box or pocket full of money.
Obviously, this is McRae's insistence on giving everyone money, and there may have been some argument with General Aziz for this.
As a result, rumors began to spread among the crowd â who exactly should we support if General Aziz and McRae clashed?
There will be no answer to the question, because it didn't happen at all, but at five o'clock in the morning, the soldiers heard the news that made their blood boil - gold was about to be issued!
Yesterday afternoon, McRae led the fighters of the armored brigade to rob the Aleppo branch of the Islamic State National Bank, and obtained not only a large amount of cash, but also a box of gold.
Now that the gold has been divided and can be distributed, it is said that everyone will receive at least a hundred grams of gold!
Along with the order to distribute the gold, there were also some orders for the transfer of troops, and everyone began to move around the defense zone of the Aziz army according to the squad, and after an hour, when the yellow gold was distributed to them, the process of transfer was also over.
The four brigades of the Aziz Army, except for the armored brigade, the other three brigades have been completely disrupted and integrated with each other, you have me, I have you, as far as the eye can see, there are ten people around, and less than half of them know each other, and even the commander is a stranger.
Such a transfer did cause some people to be uneasy, but soon they found a suitable reason for themselves.
The composition of the Aziz Army is too complex, and in addition to the international column, there are at least a dozen people from other countries, and there are many factions, which is indeed not conducive to unity.
Therefore, it is understandable that General Aziz has disrupted the establishment to facilitate command and increase cohesion.
No one knew that in the conference room, it was a different scene.
In the small conference room, more than 20 people were crowded in, except for Lei Dong, An Xiaoqi, Iklam and Aziz, the chief and deputy brigade commanders of the other brigades, and the commander of the police force, Ma Sood, were all present, and the special forces of the seven international columns were in charge of vigilance, and the muzzle of the black hole hole was not lowered for a minute.
After staying up all night, the conference room was full of breath, but everyone was very energetic and didn't feel sleepy at all.
Because in the past few hours, they have spent time in tension, fear and confusion, especially the bloody human head in the center of the conference table, which reminds them all the time that this is a life-and-death situation, and they must be dealt with with a hundred times more energy.
It was dawn, and the rumbling of artillery could be heard in the northeast of the city
, apparently, the routine offensive of the government forces went ahead as scheduled.
Under An Xiaoqi's arrangement, the hotel chef prepared a hearty breakfast and sent it to the conference room steaming.
"Gentlemen, I repeat in the end, we are not your friends, nor are you friends with Assad, we do not care who wins or loses the war between you, we are only here to rescue the hostages. "Therefore, we need your cooperation, and in forty-eight hours at most, we will withdraw from Aleppo." â
Wu Changhai took a sip of oatmeal porridge and said, "When we leave, we will leave you with one tank, four armored vehicles, ten mortars, and all light weapons, which are enough to make you the most powerful armed faction in Aleppo." Become one of the most important forces to influence the tide of the war, neither Shahman nor Baiturah will dare to take the initiative to attack you. â
An Xiaoqi had eaten it in the kitchen, so he only took a cup of coffee to refresh himself, and giggled and said, "Fact, by that time, Shahman and Baitura should have died, and you can take over their team and become the real masters of Aleppo." â
"Aziz, at that time, you can really proclaim yourself governor of Aleppo!" Redon took a bite of bread and said, "If you are bold enough to make yourself king and declare Aleppo an independent state." â
The breakfast was delicious, everyone was hungry, but few had an appetite.
Aziz hung his head and said, "There are only more than fifty of you, even the Gaaziz army is only eight hundred, do you really think you can change the situation of the battle in Aleppo?"
Lei Dong laughed, "If Bashar's army is not too rubbish, it should be enough." But that's not something we're thinking about, we just want what we need, and as for the fight between you, we won't get too involved. â
"But in this street fighting, the role of heavy weapons cannot be brought into play. Aziz was really scared, and began to consider the problem from the perspective of an international column, saying, "The best thing for the Mujahideen is not to attack, but to defend, we have rich experience in street fighting, and there are many ways to deal with tanks and armored vehicles." â
"You don't have to worry about this, if you can beat us, if you can't beat us, you still have the Air Force. Wu Changhai stood up and said with a smile, "I might as well tell you a secret, since we entered the city yesterday afternoon, the armored brigade has walked through two-thirds of the main streets of Aleppo and determined the precise coordinates of twenty-four targets. As soon as the battle begins, these targets are destroyed by the Air Force. â
Redon added, "Do you know why you asked everyone to go back to defense, it was to make way for the Air Force to bomb, otherwise your men would have lost more than half of the first wave of attacks." â
"Now you understand, we're here to save you!"
Aziz's mouth was dry, he had been distracted by a late succession of blows, he sat down on the couch, looked back at his men, and asked with difficulty, "Massoud, Mukaram, Dawood, ...... you?"
"Mr. McRae, we obey your orders!" Dawood was the first to stand.
In today's situation, Aziz's opinion is no longer important, and it is important to show loyalty to McRae, otherwise he will be like Hadi, with his head on the table.
Darwood stood up, and several other commanders also stood up, patting their chests and swearing to obey Redon's orders.
"I hope you keep your promise, after forty-eight hours, none of us will know anyone!" Aziz sighed, also stood up, and said, "From this moment on, the Aziz army will serve you for forty-eight hours!"
"Willing to serve the general!" more than a dozen people stood up.
In fact, Lei Dong doesn't need the loyalty of these people, they are just a group of tools, and after forty-eight hours, they go their separate ways, life and death.
"Very good, for forty-eight hours of cooperation!" Lei Dong laughed, took out a copy of the book he had written earlier, put it in front of Aziz and said, "General, the time for your performance has come!"
Johnson, an American, took out his camera and pointed it at Aziz.
Although the senior generals of the Aziz army were apprehensive, they had to line up behind Aziz, holding submachine + guns without bullets in their hands, making a mighty and domineering look like death.
Aziz cleared his throat, slowly picked up the copy, stared at the camera, and read aloud in an unprecedented solemn tone: "Long live jihad, long live ISIS, long live the great Baghdadi!" I, Abdullah Aziz, solemnly declare that from now on, I will take over all the power of Aleppo and assume the post of governor of Aleppo province. All people, whether civilians or jihadists, must unconditionally obey the orders of the governor and dedicate their strength to crushing the offensive of the evil Assad army, or else they will be recognized as traitors, arrested and beheaded......"
When the video of Aziz's speech began to spread wildly on major video stations around the world through the Internet, more than a dozen bombers appeared in the sky of Aleppo.
The real battle has finally begun!
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