novel for you #900 - The mastermind behind this must be Syria! (First update!)
#900 - The mastermind behind this must be Syria! (First update!)
After he finished speaking, Hanks raised his head and looked at the other people in the room.
The people present, except Dana...
It can't be removed now.
That guy's power has been established.
There are powers behind all these people present. Since there are powers, there are demands. Different demands will lead to conflicts.
Hanks looked around calmly and found that except for Dana who showed a hint of approval on his face, everyone else had a blank expression, as if they were not satisfied with the name.
Realizing this, he chose not to say much. He just raised his right hand and made a gesture of invitation to the people in front of him. Then he withdrew his hand, clasped his hands in front of his chest, leaned sideways on the chair, and prepared to see what these bird people wanted to say.
When the other people saw Hanks's expression, they immediately understood what Hanks was thinking.
We are all here for the money, so there is no need to waste time playing the game of "you draw, I guess".
European Theater Commander Bud tapped the table with his right index finger and asked softly:
Facing the gazes of his colleagues, Hanks calmly scratched his ear with his hand, then snapped his fingers and asked nonchalantly, "What do you think?"
No one spoke, silence was the theme of today.
Seeing this, Hanks raised his right hand, made an international friendly gesture to the people present, and said softly:
"First, northern Syria borders Iraq. If we want to cause trouble, we can send ground troops directly from Iraq."
"Secondly, the Kurdish armed forces that claimed responsibility for the presidential attack are mainly active in northern Syria."
“Again, with the Euphrates River as the dividing line, the area north of the Euphrates is Syria’s traditional grain-producing area, and it is also Syria’s oil-producing area.”
"We only need to control the north and the triangle area bordering Turkey and Iraq."
"By doing this, we can reduce our costs as much as possible."
"Do you understand?"
After explaining the reasons why he chose Syria, Hanks raised his hands again and made an international friendly gesture to the people present. Then he clasped his hands and looked quietly at the people in front of him, ready to listen to their opinions.
At the conference table, after Hanks finished speaking, Dana still maintained that grim look, not making any comments, looking like he was enjoying the show.
Bud, who had just spoken, held his chin with his right hand and lowered his head, seeming to be thinking about this matter very seriously.
As for the others, such as Douglas, commander of the Northern Theater, they kept rolling their eyes.
Seems very unhappy with the resolution.
In silence, he tapped his fingers on the table a few times, drawing the attention of others present to himself, and then said:
“Why not Saudi Arabia?”
"We can't mess with Saudi Arabia!" The person who spoke was Bud. His right hand was still supporting his chin, but his eyes were on Douglas:
"Internationally, Saudi Arabia is our ally and a staunch ally at that."
“It is also a solid backing for the U.S. dollar.”
"If we break the alliance and take action against Saudi Arabia at this time, it would be tantamount to taking action against ourselves."
"In the eyes of other OPEC countries in the Middle East, if we take action against Saudi Arabia, it is equivalent to tearing up the alliance we signed with our own hands. If we can be so shameless to our own allies, what about others?"
"If we take action, we will become frightened birds."
"Once Saudi Arabia joins forces with them to increase oil production and attack the dollar, we will be the ones who get hurt in the end."
"Douglas, as the commander of the Northern Theater, although your main job is to protect the home, I think you also need to understand international geopolitics when necessary."
It was like the sound of an elder scolding a younger generation, echoing clearly in the office.
Hearing the voice, Douglas slowly clenched his fists in his sleeves, but there was no expression on his face, still with that nonchalant look.
Seeing him like this, the other people in the meeting room showed disappointment on their faces.
As the commander of the Northern Theater, Douglas's rank was lieutenant general, one level higher than Bud.
But after Bud's name was Truman, and after his name was Taft.
Although this guy Bud is not a direct relative of President Truman, he is just the son of his cousin.
However, because President Truman's immediate family members withdrew from politics, the relevant network fell into Bud's hands.
And Taft, the highest position was his.
In politics, they cannot compare with the presidential family, and in the military, they cannot compare with the McCain family.
However, Douglas was able to rely on his own efforts and his connections to push himself to the position of commander of the Northern Theater, so he was naturally an outstanding person.
A talented person was scolded by another person with a lower rank than him, and the scolding was just like an elder scolding a younger person.
There was no fight.
Much to the dismay of those in the conference room.
Very disappointed!
Under their disappointed gazes, Douglas spoke again:
"What about Egypt?"
"Egypt also produces oil. It's better to take over Egypt than Syria."
"Psycho!" Hanks cursed, raised his hand and gave him another middle finger. After doing the gesture, he began to explain slowly:
"I have already said that if we want to attack Syria, we only need to control the northeast, the triangular area bounded by the Euphrates River."
"Control Egypt. Do you know how much area you control?"
“And Egypt’s population is larger than Syria’s, which is a problem for us.”
"Besides, the Arabs will never allow us to control Egypt. Even our allies England and France will not allow us to control Egypt."
“There’s also a Suez Canal there.”
"Besides, if we go and conquer Egypt, do you think Israel will not take action?"
"The relationship between Israel and America is hard to describe right now."
"Israel will definitely take the opportunity to enter the Sinai Peninsula, which is very bad for our Middle East strategy."
"I don't care what happens in the future, but now, I am in the Middle East and I am the commander of the Central Theater. I can't let Israel hinder our Middle East strategy."
"Apart from all these factors, the most important point is that there are Russians in Syria."
"The Russians will not just watch us do whatever we want in Syria. They will help Syria. Even if they don't intervene, they will provide some equipment."
"Everyone, to settle the account, there needs to be a good reason."
“So, the mastermind behind this attack on the president is Syria, and it must be Syria.”
"I've finished speaking. Who's in favor and who's against?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bud was the first to raise his hand: "I can coordinate the fighter jets in the European theater to bomb Syria."
Following closely behind was Dana, who did not raise his hand, but lowered his eyelids and said softly:
"I will move bombers from Japan and Guam to Diego Garcia."
After hearing Hanks give the strongest argument, Douglas gave up the idea of arguing.
At the same time, he suddenly discovered that as the commander of the Northern Theater, he was having a little trouble settling accounts.
Because what he had was not expensive.
The fighter jets are mainly F15, which are old models.
After thinking it over, he said softly, "I will coordinate a batch of ammunition, mainly cruise missiles."
Hearing this, Hanks rolled his eyes slightly and said, "Just give me a number."
After rolling his eyes at Douglas, he turned his gaze to the commander of the Southern Theater: "You too."
"But in addition to giving the numbers, you also have to improve your own internal data, so that the numbers don't mismatch when the time comes."
"Finally, I would like to remind you that for professional matters like this, we should find some professional personnel and leave more traces. Do you understand?"
The commander of the Southern Theater, who was listening to his words, did not show any resentment on his face. Instead, he smiled and gave Hanks a thumbs up, and responded with a smile:
"Don't worry, Hanks. Once you guys are sure, I'll start preparing when I get back to Miami."
"By the way, if your headquarters in Dapa, Florida is of no use, can you let me use it?"
"You stay in Qatar every day anyway, so why don't you just treat Qatar as your headquarters?"
"Huh?" Hanks said nonchalantly, followed by another middle finger:
“My forward command in Qatar is actually the headquarters, but I also use the headquarters in Florida.”
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"Because I can receive double the money, and if I have expenses reimbursed, I can also get double the reimbursement."
Having said this, he suddenly stopped talking and looked at Dana. His gaze lingered for a moment and he continued:
"This is our General Dena's unique way of making money."
On the other side, Dana touched his nose and smiled awkwardly:
"Okay, now that we have decided to target Syria, we need to formulate a battle plan so that our attack has a legitimate reason."
"Don't waste time thinking about it. All you need is weapons of mass destruction." Douglas waved his hand and directly decided on a plan.
Hanks didn't nod, but Bud nodded slightly to show that he agreed with the plan.
Next to him, seeing the expression on Hanks' face, Dana tilted his head and asked:
"Can you give me a good reason?"
"Do you need to look for it further?" Hanks tilted his head, spread his hands and asked in doubt.
Before anyone else could react, he quickly spoke again:
"The Kurdish armed forces have now come forward and claimed responsibility for the attack on the president."
"We were targeting the Kurdish armed forces, but there were Syrians and Syrian troops among them, so we attacked them."
"That's all."
"Do you still need to think of a reason?"
"unnecessary!"
He stopped talking here, put his outstretched right hand back on the table, tapped the table lightly with his right index finger, looked at the people present and said:
"Next, I will reveal some information to Israel. At the same time, you also need to put pressure on the Jews who have contact with you."
"Just say that according to the internal investigation, this incident is related to the Jews."
"The president is very angry, and of course, we are even more angry because this is a slap in the face to us."
"We will fight all the suspects to the death."
"If this news is leaked out, the Jews will try every possible means to throw all the dirty water on the Kurdish armed forces."
"By then, we won't need any more reasons."
"And the most important thing we have to do is to balance our accounts."
"Do you understand?"
These words made several people in the room nod their heads repeatedly. Even Douglas, who had been confronting them all the time, nodded seriously.
After a while, Bud brought up the topic again: "Then let's divide the tasks?"
…………
Tel Aviv.
It was already the weekend, and Pablo had a rare moment of free time.
Taking advantage of the Mediterranean sunshine shining on Tel Aviv, Pablo drove his car and started circling the streets of Tel Aviv early in the morning.
Appreciate the beautiful scenery, enjoy the delicious food, and also understand the people's sentiments.
However, as soon as he drove into the parking lot on the beach, the urgent air raid alarm sounded in his ears.
But before he could take any action, the sound of the air raid alarm was turned off, as if everything that had just happened was just his hallucination.
He looked up at the sky for a long time and made sure that everything was normal before he opened the car door and prepared to go to the beach to play.
But before I could even step out of the door, the phone rang.
The name flashing on the screen was his full-time secretary. He didn't want to answer the phone, but the calls kept coming.
Very annoying.
After thinking about it, Pablo answered the phone, but before he could speak, the secretary's anxious words came from the phone:
"Mr. President, a message from the American Department of Defense."
"Their intelligence department found something that is very unfavorable to us."
"They are asking whether this matter has anything to do with us."
"How should I answer?"
How to answer?
Pablo blinked and raised his eyes to look at the sun high in the sky.
He also wanted to ask how to answer, but he didn't know.
He took a few deep breaths to calm his inner irritability, went over the words in his mind again, and responded quickly:
"You tried every possible way, whether it was framing someone or being vague, to get the blame out of the way."
"We can't be blamed for this."
"Otherwise, it will affect our strategy towards America."
On the other side of the phone, listening to the voice coming from the phone, Pablo's full-time secretary felt overwhelmed.
He clutched the receiver, trying to recall in his mind what he had just heard.
After this recollection, I realized that what our president said was all bullshit and not a single word of his was useful.
Very annoying.
Putting the receiver back on the phone, he found the email address from which the message had just been sent, put his hands on the keyboard, and began to consider his words.
While he was busy changing the subject, Albert in faraway America, Baltimore, also received the message.
The financial genius simply glanced at the email, dragged his mouse to delete, and clicked delete.
After deleting the email, he picked up the phone and called all his secretaries into the office.
"There's not enough fire in Los Angeles! Keep lighting it in other places too!"
"Especially in places where real estate is booming and where there are the most loan officers, give me some!"