Bao Junyi hugged Ragna and said, "Coming back this way, I found that Iraq has developed quite well this year."

"If we give it a few more years of stability, we will be able to recover and enter a path of rapid development."

Ragna lay in his arms and said, "This is all thanks to your help. Otherwise, the oil we produce would be subjected to crazy price cuts from all sides."

“All the money earned this year was invested in restoration and construction in all aspects.”

At this moment, the two chatted with each other about what happened this year.

She recounted bit by bit the development of Iraq in the past year and the attitudes of capital from various countries towards it.

...

at the same time.

Located in the presidential palace in the capital of Israel.

At this time, Menachem Baijing was looking at the map hanging on the wall.

If you look closely, it is an enlarged map of the Middle East, with a large number of red marks placed on the border with Iraq.

"Mr. President, Shat refused to let us pass through."

Menahmu Beijing frowned and asked, "What does Helide mean?"

"Aren't you afraid of being targeted by the Rothschild family and the United States?"

The head of Mossad intelligence replied: "Mr. President, the other party did not say that."

"Also, we have increased the number of troops deployed on the border."

Menahmu Baijing's face was gloomy. She said, "What about the other positions?"

"Mr. President, Jordan is the only country willing to use the route right now."

"but..."

Menachem Baijing asked hurriedly, "But what?"

"What do they want?"

"They need to sign a non-aggression pact with us," the Mossad intelligence chief said.

"And weapons and equipment assistance from Europe, the United States and other countries."

Menahem Beijing frowned after hearing this. If he signed a letter of credence with Jordan, it would be like cutting off one of his own arms, and he would not be able to expand eastward in the future.

However, the Rothschild family's continuous assistance since the founding of the country and the current international situation have forced him to make a choice.

He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Promise them."

"However, they need to keep this matter confidential."

"Also, only a small number of people will know about the entire signing process, as it affects our next steps."

"Understood, Mr. President."

"According to intelligence, Bao Junyi has returned to Iraq from the Bear Country."

"At the same time, we learned that he signed some projects with the President of the Bear Country in Moscow. The specific details are still under investigation."

Menahmu Baijing's face darkened and she said, "It seems that it is necessary to move it forward."

"If we wait for them, we can also get aid or new weapons and equipment from the Bear Country."

"Then we're in trouble."

The head of Mossad intelligence said: "Mr. President, if you act now."

"Will our foreign aid arrive in time?"

"And the Rothschild family promised to allow troops from some European countries to enter the battlefield as mercenaries..."

Menachem Beijing said confidently, "Don't worry, old Edmund Adolf promised me."

"We've been dealing with each other for many years. He won't go out of his way."

"Yes, Mr. President."

"Then I'll make arrangements here."

Menahmu Beijing nodded and looked at the topographic map on her back.

...

late at night.

Three US warships are located in the Arabian Sea.

Among them, on the US flagship Ticondero missile cruiser, the captain was holding a command document.

He looked at the deputy captain and said, "Notify the Arleigh Burke-class guided-missile destroyers and the Spruce-class destroyers to prepare for battle."

"At the same time, activate radio silence and adjust all transmission units."

"According to the order from above, the targets of this attack were several military units in the Iraqi capital."

"Yes, Captain!"

The deputy captain left in a hurry, sounded the battle alert, and arranged combat instructions for each unit.

Thirty minutes later.

"call out!"

“Swoosh…swoosh!”

At this time, cruise missiles were continuously launched from the Ticondero missile cruiser, the Arleigh Burke-class missile destroyer, and the Spruce-class destroyer, heading straight for the destination.

At this time, Bao Junyi was hugging Ragna and had just fallen asleep.

Because of this year's time, I made up for it and let him have a good night.

"Ding...lingling!"

Suddenly, the phone on the bedside table rang.

Bao Junyi woke up drowsily, reached out to pick up the phone and said, "Hello, who is this?"

"Boss, it's me—Wang Gang!"

He frowned and asked, "What happened?"

He knew that under normal circumstances, it was impossible to call him so late.

"Boss, dozens of cruise missiles have been launched from the Arabian Sea, heading straight for Baghdad, Iraq."

"I don't know what their purpose is, but it's very likely..."

Bao Junyi's face darkened as he angrily asked, "What kind of power is this?"

"How dare they?"

"Boss, now is not the time to investigate. Evacuate immediately and go to the air-raid shelter."

"I have already dispatched nearby fighter jets..."

Bao Junyi interrupted directly and said angrily: "Damn it, in that sea area, there is only the US Somalia Naval Base."

"Immediately arrange a formation of Spirit stealth bombers and F-18 Hornets, carrying aerial bombs and anti-ship missiles, to head to the sea area. Make sure to destroy them."

"If it's a US warship, then the naval base in Somalia will be wiped out."

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