Chapter 226

While the Guarding Religion Army was preparing to head to Yila,

the domestic scene in Bosi was also one of total upheaval.

Basically, in every city, there were rebel forces.

No matter how remote the city was.

Ali was also impressed by this bunch of people from the Central Intelligence Agency.

For so many people to rise up simultaneously in such distant cities,

it was not easy.

The capital of Bosi was naturally the place the Central Intelligence Agency paid the most attention to.

And the forces invested were also the greatest.

Ever since it was overthrown by the rebel forces,

they had occupied the railway system, the postal system, and the broadcasting system.

This was equivalent to directly snatching the control of the entire country of Bosi into their hands.

Although there were still some Guarding Religion Army and police forces in the capital fighting to the death,

the decline could no longer be reversed.

Although the rebel forces were grand in momentum,

in reality, they were each led by their own leaders.

The leader of the capital's rebel forces, Faride, brought the guard he had assembled himself

to the front of the Presidential Palace.

He looked at the Presidential Palace, which, although somewhat dilapidated, could still be seen as intact.

He could not help but exclaim: "As expected, the Presidential Palace is luxurious."

"Let's go, let's go inside and take a look."

Faride arrived at the President's office in the Presidential Palace.

Looking at the decor inside,

he could not help but exclaim repeatedly.

Subsequently, he asked the soldier beside him.

"Where is Ali?"

"Where is his corpse?"

Unexpectedly, that soldier said to him: "Your Excellency, we have not yet captured President Ali."

"What?" Faride, upon hearing this news,

raised an eyebrow.

He immediately raised his hand and fired a shot, turning that soldier into a sieve.

"Trash!"

"Truly trash!"

"How have you not captured him yet?!"

"Quick!"

"Find out clearly for me!"

"Where exactly is Ali right now?"

"Yes! Yes!"

The guards beside him immediately started going out to search.

And Faride looked at them with disdain.

"Damn it, a bunch of lowly people!"

Subsequently, he turned his head to look at the interior of the office.

He walked over.

Looking at the chair that symbolized the President,

he could not help but sit on it.

Once he sat on it,

looking at the map of Bosi on the opposite wall,

he immediately felt the temptation of power.

A feeling of having the entire Bosi in his grasp welled up.

He could not help but hum a few times.

A few minutes later,

a guard dragged a person in.

"Your Excellency Faride, we have captured the chef here."

"Oh?"

"A chef? What use is he?"

Faride squinted his eyes and looked at him.

"Do you know where Ali went?"

Faride was not a fool; he had already searched Ali's own residence.

Now that he had come to the Presidential Palace and still hadn't found him, Ali must have gone somewhere.

"I know! I know! Don't kill me!"

The chef said frantically.

"If you know, speak quickly."

Faride squatted down, looking at the chef's terrified and panicked appearance.

He was very satisfied.

He even felt pleasure because of it.

"The nuclear test base! Recently, if he went out, he could only have gone there!"

"Oh?"

"The nuclear test base?"

"I know."

Faride waved his hand.

"Execute him outside the door."

"Yes." The soldier said immediately.

Subsequently, he dragged the still-struggling chef out in one go.

Then, there was a gunshot.

The soldier, disregarding his clothes still stained with blood,

pushed the door open and entered.

He said: "Your Excellency, he has been executed."

"Good!" Faride laughed.

"You go out too, but stand at the door."

Although the soldier did not know why he had to stand at the door,

he still did as he was told.

Subsequently, Faride picked up his gun and fired a shot at him.

The soldier who fell to the ground looked at Faride with unwillingness.

"Why?"

The soldier said this weak, breathless sentence.

"Asshole!"

"Remember to knock before entering in the future!"

Faride cursed at him angrily.

"Trash, you even dirtied my carpet!"

Subsequently, he stopped paying attention to this soldier.

He turned and left.

The nuclear test base.

Ali actually went to this place?

But it was also very likely.

Faride thought.

In Bosi, although few people had heard of the nuclear test base,

there were still quite a few people who knew about it.

After all, Bosi was only this big in total.

And, although a nuclear test base could be relatively small,

the supporting industry it required was not small at all.

It could be called a large-scale industrial base.

It was completely impossible to hide.

So, it didn't take much effort,

and Faride found the whereabouts of the nuclear test base.

Next, it was time to mobilize heavy troops to surround the nuclear test base.

But it wasn't until he had mobilized nearly all the rebel forces,

totaling 20,000 people,

that he discovered:

This nuclear test base was more appropriately called a large-scale military fortress than a nuclear test base.

"Launch a tentative attack!"

Faride said to the soldiers under his command.

After a while, a burst of shouts and killing sounds rang out.

But the result was predictable.

It was that it was of no use.

After all, the rebel forces were not a regular army.

Apart from the guns and ammunition in their hands,

they had no heavy weapons like artillery.

Wanting to attack a war fortress with permanent fortifications

was beyond their capabilities.

Faride, upon hearing this news,

was furious.

After all, the rebel forces currently did not have a leader.

If Faride captured Ali, the current legitimate supreme leader of Bosi,

whether in terms of law, religious law, or righteousness,

he, Faride, would become the next leader of Bosi.

But now,

this opportunity was gone.

As for why Faride was so confident that he would become the next leader of Bosi,

and not a prisoner of the Juda people,

it was naturally because the Central Intelligence Agency had given him a promise.

However,

whether this promise would hold up at that time was not something the Central Intelligence Agency could control.

After all, a failed ally is just a stranger.

Having been stirring up trouble all over the world for so many years,

the Central Intelligence Agency's ability to sell out teammates was not weak at all.

Inside the nuclear test base,

Ali was calmly eating his dinner.

Up until this moment,

there were no ripples in his heart at all.

Anyway, it was already like this.

It would be better to have a big meal and then watch the enemies be reduced to ashes.

At this time, a soldier rushed in.

He said hurriedly: "Mr. President, there are rebel forces outside. They have already launched an attack."

"But we beat them back."

"Don't worry, the configuration of this nuclear test base is all according to military standards."

"Permanent fortifications."

"It's not that easy to attack this place."

Ali said with disdain.

He knew very well what kind of character the rebel forces had.

At this time,

a phone call suddenly came in.

"Mr. President."

"I am Leiza."

"We have already arrived at the location."

"We can begin."

Ali, upon hearing this, had a smile appear on his face.