Chapter 231

to hire the DWS platform official to take action.

Regarding this, the Syrian side didn't have any hesitation at all.

On the spot, they paid the $10 million performance fee; after all, the two sides had been in contact for several months and had long since established deep trust.

The Syrian side never worried that the DWS platform would take the money and not do the job.

After all, to date, their transaction volume had reached over $3 billion.

This was even more than what was promised when the Syrian side first contacted Lin Yi.

At this moment, in the underground fortification, the Syrian president and his wife were waiting anxiously.

They knew that if they didn't curb the Ugly Nation's airstrikes, Syria's internal morale might suffer.

"Will they come?" the Syrian president's beautiful wife said.

"They will, my dear; behind the DWS is the Dragon Nation, and the Dragon Nation people value credibility the most; believe me!"

The Syrian president said.

"En, if we can drive away the Ugly Nation invaders in the future, we must thank the Dragon Nation properly!" the wife said.

"That is of course; I have already decided that if Syria can be rebuilt in the future, we will ask the Dragon Nation people for help,

and then fully learn from the Dragon Nation's cultural system!"

Speaking of this, the Syrian president paused before continuing:

"This country has a long history; they once had a glorious past until they declined in modern times,

but the Dragon Nation people are full of resilience; even in the most dangerous times, they can still be reborn from the ashes, just like a phoenix.

Although rebirth endures the pain of burning in flames, when it is reborn, it can emit an even brighter light.

I am full of admiration for this nation!"

Then, he said:

"In the future, I will find someone to teach me Chinese, and I will take you, my dear, to the Dragon Nation to personally thank the people there who supported us; I believe this time will not be too far away!"

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"En, I also believe that Syria will be reborn from the ashes just like the Dragon Nation of the past!"

Said the president's wife, who was deeply loved by the Syrian people, had appeared on the front lines many times, and was known as the "Desert Rose."

At this moment, in the sky over Syria, the Ugly Nation's fighter jets were still running rampant.

They attacked military facilities and also attacked civilian communities in Damascus.

They didn't even spare some cultural relics with long histories.

"Haha, damn Syrian dog bastards, eat my big..."

An Ugly Nation pilot flying an F/A-18E/F clamored.

However, just at this moment, very suddenly, a missile struck him.

Without any chance to react, he and the fighter jet he was sitting in turned into a fireball.

About 200 kilometers away,

a gray-painted fighter jet with a distinct lifting-body, canard-wing layout, and full of industrial design,

was flying at high speed over the Syrian sky.

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