A few days later.

late at night.

Located in the Qalbaer oil field in southern Iraq.

Miracle Group has built a large number of oil production facilities here and equipped it with several large oil storage depots.

However, late at night, several Iranian F-14 Bearcat fighters carrying aerial bombs attacked the Bair oil field.

As a result, several oil production facilities were severely damaged, and oil gurgled out, forming a small stream.

The mercenary leader had a gloomy face and said angrily, "What are you doing? Why didn't you intercept it? Didn't the S200 anti-missile and air defense system activate?"

"Boss, it's already been activated. We only intercepted most of them. Also, there aren't enough S200 anti-missile systems. This attack was very large-scale."

"Furthermore, investigations revealed that not only our oil fields, but also other oil fields in southern Iraq, had suffered devastating damage."

The mercenary leader said with a dark face, "No matter what the reason is, with such a huge loss, we can't escape being held accountable."

"You might even lose the position you just got."

"Boss, what should we do now?"

"What else can we do? We can only report it. We can't afford this kind of outcome."

Meanwhile, Tu Lei, the head of the Lubaier Oilfield, asked in horror, "How much has our oilfield lost?"

"General Manager, we lost 30%. If we didn't have the anti-missile and air defense system, we would have lost at least 80%."

Tu Lei was shocked: "What?!"

"How come there are still so many losses? Weren't most of them intercepted?"

The deputy manager said, "The details are still unclear, but from what I've learned from the mercenaries, this attack was targeted."

"So, we were also included in the attack on the southern oil fields."

Tu Lei was helpless, sighed and said, "Report it."

"This matter still needs to be resolved by the boss."

The deputy manager nodded in agreement and said, "Okay, I'll contact them right away."

at the same time.

Located in the Mid-Levels Villas at Victoria Peak, Hong Kong.

At this time, Bao Junyi was sleeping soundly.

"Ding...ling."

Suddenly, the phone on the bedside table rang.

He opened his eyes dazedly, picked up the phone and said, "Hello, who is this?"

"Mr. Bao, I'm Jia Yuezheng."

Bao Junyi said unhappily, "Why are you here again? What's the matter so late?"

"Mr. Bao, this time it's urgent, otherwise, I wouldn't bother you so late at night."

Bao Junyi heard his anxiety and frowned, "What happened?"

"Mr. Bao, there's an accident at the Lubaier Oilfield."

Bao Junyi was shocked: "What?!"

"Has Iran called?"

Jia Yuezheng shook his head and said, "No, they only attacked our oil fields."

"As a result, 30% of the oil production facilities were damaged, and a large amount of oil emerged from the ground."

Bao Junyi said with a gloomy face: "Didn't I deploy several thousand mercenaries near the Lubaier Oil Field?"

"Furthermore, it is equipped with the S200 anti-missile and air defense system. How could it be attacked successfully?"

"Bao Sheng, the number of anti-missile systems deployed was insufficient, and they only intercepted most of them."

"Because, during this attack on Iraq's southern oil fields, Iran launched a large number of missiles and even sent fighter jets to carry out the attack."

"Not only are we suffering heavy losses, but many oilfield production facilities in southern Iraq have also lost over 80% of their capacity."

Bao Junyi said coldly: "You mean, we were injured by mistake?"

"Bao Sheng, maybe. We can contact them and ask for an explanation and compensation."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you then."

"At the same time, you should also send a fax to the Iraqi presidential palace, demanding an explanation."

"Others have attacked your home, how are you defending yourself?"

Jia Yuezheng said with a sad face, "Bao Sheng, this isn't a good idea."

"After all, they are also a country..."

Bao Junyi snorted coldly: "I am a businessman. I only know that I am doing business with you and my stall has been smashed."

"The rest is their business."

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

At this moment, Bao Junyi was no longer sleepy. He put on his pajamas, poured himself a glass of red wine, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the bustling night view of Hong Kong. His eyes were deep, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The other side.

Located in the Iraqi Presidential Palace.

Sadamu was smashing the office and roaring to vent her anger.

"You're such a jerk! You have no moral principles and you're just cutting off my finances."

"You're going to do this, right? Good...good...very good!"

The secretary stood nervously by the side, not daring to make a sound.

Sadamu looked at the secretary, narrowed her eyes, and said viciously, "Go inform Wudai in the north and have him lead the air force to bomb the enemy's major oil fields."

"At the same time, notify the Central Kusai Army to launch a fierce attack on the enemy positions. We must retaliate."

"Otherwise, I won't be able to let go of this anger."

The secretary asked worriedly, "Mr. President, isn't it too dangerous to send these two princes' armies?"

"Should we have the other divisions launch an all-out war to cooperate with them?"

Sadam waved her hand and said, "No need. This time the army will mainly attract firepower and cover his eldest brother, while the air force will bomb the Iranian oil fields."

"All right."

He knew that this was entirely to pave the way for his two sons and their future positions in the army and air force. Otherwise, he would not have taken so much trouble to make such arrangements.

The secretary suddenly thought of something and said, "Mr. President, the oil fields attacked today also include the Bailey oil fields."

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