Chapter 756: People Who Want to Be Chess Players! (Second Update!)

As the saying goes, snakes have their own ways, and rats have their own ways. As a professional arms dealer, Nicholas has his own channels.

He first sorted out the messages he had received during this period, eliminated those that might leak secrets, and then put those that could be released and were harmless in front of him.

He picked and chose, picked out a few messages, and then put the false rumors he had just received together, and began to integrate and upgrade.

In less than 20 minutes, two brand new rumors came out again.

[Mr. Odebiao, President of America, has signed the war bill and is ready to take action against Syria, which harbors the al-Qaeda organization.

At that time, the Central Theater of America will take the lead, and the Mediterranean Fleet of America and the Pacific Fleet of America will assist.

The Mediterranean Fleet will attack from the Mediterranean, and the Pacific Fleet will attack from the sea. The 101st Marine Division of the Central Theater of the Army will set out from Baghdad and go up along the Euphrates River to cut off the connection between Damascus and Deir ez-Zor in Syria.

Thus cutting off Syria's food and financial supply.

At the same time, Turkey will launch an attack from the north to help America occupy Aleppo.

England and France will also assist and land from the western coastline.

In the south, Israel will launch an attack from the Golan Heights and threaten Damascus from the Golan Heights. 】

【Saudi Arabia said that if America dares to take action, the ship that Saudi Arabia has just obtained will immediately turn around and head to America's Hawaii base.

They will let America know who is the boss of this world.

At the same time, the UAE held a press conference in Abu Dhabi, calling on everyone to stop, sit down, and talk for the sake of international stability. 】

Looking at the two rumors in front of him with many errors and omissions, Nicholas was very satisfied.

Rumors are like this, which should be half true and half false, and then guide people to think for themselves and let them guess for themselves.

Things that you guess by yourself can be remembered more.

If it is a very confirmed news, not so many people will believe it.

After all, people, such cheap creatures, only believe what they want to believe.

After some effort, he translated the English version of the message into Arabic. He went to the Arab Twitter and posted the message directly.

After sending the message, he waited for people to appear in the comment area, then he immediately logged into another account and took a screenshot of the message.

Then he switched back to the original account, deleted the post, cancelled the account and ran away.

After doing all this, he switched back to the account that took the screenshot and sent the picture he just took.

Next, he just needed to wait for time to ferment.

Damascus, Syrian Ministry of Defense.

In order to deal with the Kurds in northeastern Syria, Syrian Defense Minister Amidra was busy and exhausted. He finally dealt with the garbage intelligence in his hands and was about to take a break when the director of the intelligence agency below sent him another piece of intelligence that he didn't know whether it was true or false.

"Minister Amidra, I think you need to see this."

Although he didn't want to read it, Amidra still took the idea of ​​killing the wrong person rather than letting him go, picked up the intelligence and read it carefully.

After looking at it for a while, he slapped the intelligence on the table, looked at the director of the intelligence bureau in front of him, and angrily scolded:

"Are you stupid? As a director of the intelligence bureau, you don't even have the ability to analyze intelligence? If this is really the case, then I may need to consider finding someone else to be the director of the intelligence bureau."

"Now, I'll give you one last chance. Take this piece of rubbish and get out of here, and then collect the correct intelligence for me again."

"Don't come again next time."

However, facing Amidra's curse, the director of the intelligence bureau did not leave, but stood there with the false intelligence, opening and closing his mouth, as if he wanted to speak, but couldn't say it out of consideration.

Just as he opened his mouth again, Amidra roared:

"If you have something to say, say it. If you have something to say, fart it!"

The next second, the director of the intelligence agency walked around the desk and stood beside Amidra. He glanced at the door, leaned sideways, pricked up his ears and lowered his voice:

"Mr. Amidra, our president is a good man, but he is not a qualified president."

"You are a hero who fought for the world with the old president, but what did our new president do after he took office?"

"He divided the power in your hands! This is a betrayal of the old president, and this is a betrayal of those of us who followed the old president to fight for the world."

"He has only been in office for a few years, and he dared to divide your power. I bet that in a few years, In two years, he will find a chance to throw us out, and then find ways to kill us. "

"I really don't know how the old president, who has a great reputation, gave birth to such a person, and he also talked about opening up free speech."

"If he hadn't done this, would the Kurds in the north jump like that? Dare to jump like that?"

"When the old president received those Kurds, those Kurds responded with their deaths. With the new president, everything has changed."

"Now we are cleaning up his mess, and he still finds it annoying."

"Mr. Amidra, at this critical moment, I think we should consider giving up cleaning up our president's mess and let him learn a lesson. What do you think?"

Amidra did not respond immediately.

The director of the intelligence agency next to him was not in a hurry, just looking at this person quietly.

Many times, no response is a response.

If Amidra denied it at the first time and rebuked him at the first time, he would turn around and leave without hesitation, but Amidra did not rebuke him, which means that Amidra was hesitating, and hesitation would lead to defeat.

After a few minutes, the director of the intelligence agency finally heard the answer he wanted.

"You go and arrange it, teach our president a lesson, let him know that in this world, one person fighting alone can't accomplish anything."

"It's just right to take this opportunity to get back some of the things that were lost before."

After getting his response, the director of the intelligence agency smiled, bent down very respectfully, and congratulated Amidra.

After saying a few more compliments, the director of the intelligence agency turned around and left.

When he returned to his own office, he immediately began to arrange people to spread some intelligence.

[Send a message to the Lebanese Milk Tea Party, using an anonymous identity, telling them that Iran intercepted a batch of materials that were originally intended for them and shipped them to the northeast. 】

【Send a message to Turkey, Iran is ready to get involved. 】

【Send a message to Israel, saying that the Lebanese Milk Tea Party is short of ammunition recently. 】

【Send a message to the Kurdistan Workers' Party, telling them that America and Iran are going to join forces to deal with them...】

In just a few minutes, more than a dozen pieces of intelligence came out of the mouth of the director of the intelligence agency, and the people he arranged delivered the information accurately to the relevant people.

Southern Lebanon.

Under a small hill that looks very inconspicuous, Akoma hid in a tunnel, frowning, looking at the intelligence in his hand with an incredible face under the dim light in the tunnel.

This intelligence comes from the Syrian Intelligence Agency.

They have some hatred with Syria, but not much. After the Milk Tea Party helped Syria deal with the Israelis in the Golan Heights several times, the Syrian Intelligence Agency opened intelligence sharing with them.

On the premise of ensuring national security, some unimportant intelligence can be shared with them.

The intelligence in front of me comes from Syria's intelligence sharing.

Under the policy of digging deep holes and storing food, after several years of hard work, the Milk Tea Party has completely controlled this area.

Many tunnels have been dug by the Milk Tea Party in the hundreds of square kilometers of underground.

Relying on these tunnels and the weapons and equipment transferred from Iran, they have fought back and forth with the regular army of Israel.

Even most of the time, they still have the upper hand.

Everything is moving in a good direction.

It seems that as long as a few more years pass, the Milk Tea Party will accumulate strength and can unite with Syria, Jordan, and Palestine to launch a general offensive against Israel.

But it is at this time, at this critical moment, that the weapons and equipment transferred from Iran are gone!

Those damn bastards transported the equipment that had been transported to Damascus to northeastern Syria and threw it to the Kurds in Syria.

Holding the paper full of words in his fingers, Akoma still didn't want to believe that Suniya, who talked with him under the moon, would do such a thing without strategic vision.

But reality told him that if Suniya had not done such a thing, this batch of weapons and ammunition should have arrived in Lebanon three days ago and then transferred to them.

But now, it is three days late.

In these three days, 72 hours, Suniya did not make a single phone call or send anyone to explain.

Only waiting!

This is abnormal!

Putting the paper full of words aside, Acoma picked up the wired phone not far away and called his son.

Then, he contacted several other people in the Politburo of the Milk Tea Party and the teachers who were responsible for helping.

Two hours later, all the personnel arrived.

As soon as he saw his son, Arkema handed him an envelope and told him:

"You should leave for Syria immediately and go to the contact point of Iran in Damascus."

"After finding the contact point, don't go there to make contact right away. Observe for two days until you confirm that Suniya is still there. Then go there and give him this envelope."

"Be safe!"

After receiving his father's order, Arkema, who has mastered war theory and has been influenced by war for several years, straightened his chest and patted his strong muscles on his chest:

"Father, don't worry, I know what to do."

"If I deliver the letter, do I need to wait for Mr. Suniya to reply?"

"He probably doesn't have time to reply. You should come back directly after delivering the letter. Be sure to pay attention." He patted his son's shoulder again, and then sent him out of the underground passage and told him to deliver the letter quickly.

After watching his son go away, Arkema returned to the basement where the meeting was held.

The basement is not big, with an oval table in the middle. The workmanship of the table is not exquisite, but it is relatively regular and usable.

On the left side of the oval table are people from the Politburo of the Party Central Committee, and on the right side of the oval table are several teachers who came from afar.

Arkema came to his own position, pushed the intelligence he had just received forward, then tapped his finger on the information related to Sonia and sat back in his chair.

The people at the oval table passed the information in a very orderly manner. About 10 minutes later, the information returned to Arkema.

He took out his lighter and lit the information, then looked at the people in front of him and asked without blinking:

"What do you think?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an Arab on the left raised his hand and said softly:

"We need to adjust our cooperative relationship with the Iranian Revolutionary Guards. We need to lower it by at least two levels, from the current close relationship to the observation level."

"The intelligence we have collected about Iran will be sent to it as usual, but if it is intelligence about us, we need to selectively send it to Iran."

"Everything has a bottom line. Now Sunya transfers their transferred equipment. This time he may have difficulties, but what about next time?"

"Our people who received training in Iran also need to be transferred back as soon as possible to prevent accidents."

"In addition, the families of those who go to Iran for training also need protection, and I will devote manpower to this aspect."

"In addition to Iran, we also need an additional equipment transportation route, and it needs to be fast. If chaos really breaks out in Syria, then we will only have the Suez Canal. If Israel blocks this road, then we will We can only sit back and wait for death.”

"We also need to purchase a batch of food. In addition to the current two-month food supply, we need to ensure at least three months of food supply. In addition to food, there are also fuel and other medical supplies. We all need to supplement and prepare."

"We still need a drill to give ordinary people a vaccination in advance..."

The people from the Milk Tea Party Politburo chatted at all, and in just ten minutes, they decided on the next work.

Acoma sat at the front, and he would take note of whatever the Politburo people said.

When the last person finished speaking, he really had nothing more to add, so he turned to look at the teachers next to him and asked in a low voice:

"Teacher, what do you think?"

On the right side of the oval table, the bearded man heard Acoma's question and picked up the notebook in front of him:

"You can simply understand Sunia's situation as a chess piece who wants to become a chess player."

"Then I'm working hard to become a chess player."

"As for the suggestions for you, in fact, after these few years of development, you have done very well. We have nothing to teach you anymore."

"My suggestion for the number of people here is to try to avoid war, avoid dragging yourself into it, and engage in meaningless consumption."

"But if a war is bound to break out, then it must be fast, as fast as possible, to achieve the best results, to hurt people, and to fight them back. Don't fight a protracted war!"

"Because once you get into a protracted war, you will become very passive!"

The third update is in the afternoon