Chapter 875 They Are the Organizers! (Second Update!)

Knowing that the other party wanted a step down, Sunya also wanted to give the other party a step down, but the problem is that the information revealed by Israel now is not something that can be achieved by a casual step.

That's the way.

To be nice, Israel has strong intelligence capabilities. They have obtained enough intelligence and Iran's security protection is useless in front of the Israelis.

To be unpleasant, Israel took off all the Iranian pants and exposed the Iranian butts to people all over the world.

Close your eyes and think carefully, Sunya came straight to Artura and knelt down on one knee, made an action of swearing allegiance, and whispered with his head:

"Mr. Leader, things have come to this point, right or wrong is no longer important. Right or wrong, we can only leave it to future generations to comment on it."

“The most urgent and most demanding work for us now is to dispose of the underground nuclear facility located in Behabad.”

"It's impossible to catch a handle!"

Speaking of this, Sunya slowly raised her head and looked at Atura and said word by word:

"Or, just admit defeat!"

Sunya's voice was very soft, but no one spoke in the room, so his voice was still like Huang Zhong Dalu, one sentence after another, which made the people present frightened.

In addition to being frightened, a gloating appeared in the eyes of the senior military leaders of Atura's right hand.

That gloating touch was against Sunya.

Sunya knelt down, not paying attention to the expressions of these people. These people stared at Sunya for a while, then looked at each other, and then the person standing in the middle stepped forward:

"Mr. Atura, as the commander of the Revolutionary Guard, he said he had admitted defeat before he collided with the enemy. I think Sunia is no longer suitable to serve as the commander of the Revolutionary Guard!"

"So, here, I plead for Lord Atura to dismiss Sunia for the sake of Iran's future!"

The man's voice was sonorous and powerful, echoing constantly in the quiet room.

And this powerful voice was like a heavy hammer, hit Sunia's head.

His body, half-kneeling on the ground, was trembling slightly. He never expected that at this critical moment, these bastards did not consider how to survive the disaster in front of them, but instead fought for power and profit here.

At this moment, Sunya began to seriously think about whether Iran has a future.

In other words, under the current system and under the auspices of these people, does Iran still have a future?

After the people next to him finished speaking, the room fell into silence again.

Arturah raised her head and wanted to ask Fahbazadeh's opinion, but when his eyes turned to him, Fahbazadeh's eyes had closed, and a strong sense of fatigue appeared on his face. The man was already leaning against the chair and fell asleep.

From time to time, he emitted a faint snoring sound, as if proving to everyone that he was asleep.

With his eyes retracted, Artu stretched out his hand and stroked his snow-white beard, looking at Sunia with his eyes and asked again:

"How sure are you sure of the decisive battle? Are you here to command the battle?"

"Seeking the loss, how can you admit defeat? So much manpower and material resources have been wasted, so many people have died? How could someone else expose this because of a word of admitting defeat?"

"Why can others let you go just because of your few words?"

Two questions made Sunia, who was half kneeling on the ground, angry.

When he was young, as a follower, he felt that the president and supreme leader were gods and Iran’s eyes, and wherever they looked, Iran should go.

Later, as he got older, he was also plagued by various mundane affairs and slowly took off this layer of filter.

Now, he just thinks that this old man deserves to die. Living is a waste of air, and death is a waste of land.

Taking a deep breath, he continued to remain humble and continued to whisper:

"All this requires the leader to make decisions and the Lord needs to guide us!"

After saying this, he continued to keep a half-kneeling position, and his body pressed down a little at this time, appearing more humble, more respectful and more obedient.

Without getting the answer he wanted, Atura closed her eyes and turned to look at the soldiers who were talking just now:

"You lead the team to open up Behamad's nuclear facilities and deliver the batch of nuclear raw materials intact!"

"Divid it into 5 parts! Send it to the five great charitable people!"

"Komeni, as the Minister of Defense, I will give you 15 days. Within 15 days, I will send all the spy list to me. If you can't send it, then you can wait!"

After saying that, Atura held the armrest of the chair with both hands and stood up, straightened her body at this moment, turned around, and walked out of the room.

The officers followed closely behind, and as they passed by Sunia, they shook their heads and showed regretful expressions on their faces.

With a slam, the door was closed from outside. Sunia, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly stood up and slapped her knees and dust on her body.

Khomeini walked over at this time, pressed his shoulder with his left hand and joked:

"How is it? Did you scare to death just now?"

Faced with his joke, Sunya waved his hand gently, opened Khomeini's left hand, and said sarcastically: "In two weeks, can you catch all the spies?"

"Haha!" Khomeini chuckled, hugged her hands in front of her chest, and smiled at Fahbazade, who opened his eyes not far away, and said to Sunya with a smile:

“I have a lot of evidence on the list.”

"But the question is, I dare to give the list, will he dare to do it?"

After saying the gun and stick, he stepped to Fahbazad, sat down, and took the yogurt on the table and started drinking it.

After drinking a cup of yogurt, he pursed his lips and asked Sunia abruptly:

"You said, if we correct it in time, can we become chess players like Lin?"

Amid the voices of words, Sunya had already come to the two of them to sit down, and his eyes swept across the table, and he did not see the yogurt he wanted.

He simply lay on the chair and began to sigh.

After sighing, he rolled his eyes and said to Khomeini:

"If you just want to be a chess player, then I can only say one congratulations, you were deceived by Lin Yu again."

"He was right. This world is divided into chessboards, chess pieces, and chess players."

"Most countries, throughout their lives, just become chess boards, and a few countries are strong themselves and can become chess pieces."

"If these chess pieces go further, they can become chess players, sit on the edge of the chessboard, hold the chess pieces in their hands, and look at the people of the world."

"But I have to remind you that there is another character in the game of chess from beginning to end."

Sunya stopped talking at this time and stared at Khomeini with his eyes.

Khomeini, opposite, also frowned at this moment and began to think about the meaning of Sunya's words.

But in a moment, his frown stretched out and a smile appeared on his face, and the smile then turned into an expression you were lying to.

But his expression didn't last long, lasted only two or three seconds. The expression you were lying to me seemed to be pressed by someone, and it was very abruptly stuck on his face.

His smile turned into fear at this moment.

Then there was a stuttering sentence: "Are you talking about...the organizer?"

Sunya nodded slightly, agreeing with Khomeini's statement.

His fingers gently tapped on his forearm, and there was no sound, only the sound of his speech:

"If it was three years ago, you told me that China could compete with Amelika, then I can only say one thing, don't be foolish."

"But now, in just a few years."

"They made rapid progress and they recovered."

"During the Soviet Union and Amelika, they were the two poles of the world. There was the Soviet Union here and the other side.

"The Soviet Union is gone, the world has become one and many powerful people, and Amerika has become a superpower. The whole world has to look at his face."

"He is the organizer of a chess game. The rules are set by him and executed. If others want to wrestle with him, they need to operate them in the rules he sets."

"However, in just a few years, Huaxia pulled itself from a chess player to the organizer's position. Although it was only at the corner, it was the organizer after all."

"It was this action that made me understand this completely."

"Next, we have to change our minds, otherwise our future will not be easy."

call--

A long breath was breathed out, Sunya raised her hands and patted her, her eyes fell on Fahbazad's face. Looking at the president who was about 10 years older than him, he asked softly:

"Mr. Fahbazade, what about your opinion?"

The old man leaned on the chair, looking comfortable and natural. Faced with Sunya's problem, he pulled a helpless smile on his lips and spread his hands:

"I took the blame, and I have taken it enough of the president anyway."

"I will prepare the speech later. I will resign tomorrow morning, and I will take it all away."

"And you..." Halfway through, Fahbazade shut up, swallowed the rest of the words, and waved his right hand casually:

"Come on!"

Leaving this sentence, the old man stood up and walked towards the office door.

After talking to the secretary who was guarding the door, he disappeared into the corridor.

The two in the room looked at each other, without saying a word, but silently distanced each other.

The two walked out of the gate one by one. As they parted at the stairs, Khomeini suddenly said to Sunya, "I'm sorry, and you have to come on."

This sentence made Sunya stop taking steps. He did not turn around, but just stood there in a daze.

Neither of them spoke, and just blocked the stairs.

The people passing by were looking at the two big bosses with confusion, passing by carefully close to the corner of the wall.

When there was no one around, Sunya turned around, with a smile on her face and asked:

"You're sorry now, don't you think it's a bit too late?"

"and……"

"This incident has just begun. Domino has not fallen yet. After the dominoes have completely fallen, if we still survive, let's talk about it!"

Leaving this sentence, Sunya stepped into the stairs and disappeared before Khomeini's eyes.

After waiting in place for a few minutes, Khomeini followed him down the stairs.

On the way back to the Ministry of Defense, Khomeini kept looking at the people outside the window through the car window.

The old and young, those with jobs and those without jobs come and go in a hurry no matter who they are.

Just like him.

I don’t know when I can stop and not be so busy.

The vehicle was moving slowly, and the Ministry of Defense was about to come. He took a deep breath and began to build some plans in his mind.

Just as he was thinking about the plan, a rapid sound of horn came from the front right. The driver slammed the steering wheel and the vehicle suddenly turned, and the huge force threw Khomeini into great difficulty.

But before he could react, the truck crashed straight into the car he was in after a dragon swing his tail.

Then it rolled and crushed.

…………

The next day was a sunny day, a rare and good weather.

In the square in front of the Presidential Palace, Fahbazade was standing on the podium, holding the lecture with both hands, and glanced at the reporters present and said calmly:

"My gentlemen, ladies, here I will announce two news."

"One news is a nuclear weapon issue that everyone is very concerned about."

"After multiple verifications and investigations by the security department, it has finally been confirmed that this series of plans is operated by former Defense Minister Khomeini."

"He is a radical in religion and he believes that we must master nuclear weapons, otherwise it will be a snatch."

“He had committed suicide last night before the security department found him.”

"As the president, I know nothing about what he does. This is my dereliction of duty and my incompetence."

"It is my incompetence that brings Iran into the current situation."

"So the second thing I announce here today is me, Fahbazadeh here announces that I will resign from the Iranian president and will work for the Nuclear Weapons Non-Proliferation Treaty for the rest of my life."

"Thank you everyone!"

After saying these words, Fahbazad walked out of the lectern, stood beside the lectern, bowed and apologized to the people below the stage.

After apologizing, he turned around and walked down the podium without looking back, and disappeared into the camera accompanied by security personnel.

…………

Saudi Arabia, Riyadh.

Awad looked at the information from Iran in his hand, flattened his mouth, threw it aside, and held his index fingers crossed behind his head. He lay leisurely on the chair, staring at the sky in a daze.

After watching for a long time, he sat up again and complained to Luo Ping who was standing like a spine tree next to him:

"Are these fools?"

"Are they stupid to read the scriptures?"

"It must be a fool to read! Otherwise, how could this happen?"

"That guy Khomeini has the means and ability. If you have more experience for a few more years, when Fahbazade and Atura die, he will be a very suitable successor."

"A smart-headed successor."

"Why did you die suddenly? It's obviously my own people killed me!"

"Are these people crazy?"

Luo Ping heard all his complaints, but he did not comment.

Because he did not read the Quran, he could not understand it.

On the recliner, after complaining for a long time, Awad raised his head and asked in a low voice:

"Is there anything wrong with Israel? Will they suffer this loss?"