Chapter 58

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Protagonist:

Lin Yi

A shrill howl reverberated beneath the bright moonlight.

After roaring out his interrogation, Xiao Sadell slowly turned his head, and from the corner of his eye he caught his surrounding subordinates looking at him with faces full of astonishment.

In this moment, his reason began to return, and he also knew he had just spoken wrongly.

The authority in his hands came from his father Sadell — because Sadell was growing old and gradually becoming unable to handle organizational activities, the authority ended up in his hands.

And his father's authority came from these followers; if these followers did not fight on the outside, they would not have their current authority.

If his father learned he had berated followers, and moreover followers who had followed for many years and belonged to the organization's backbone, the old father would absolutely not hesitate to take the authority from his hands and throw it to his several younger brothers.

Understanding these things, Xiao Sadell closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled that breath.

Having exhaled, he walked up to Khalid, quickly bent at the waist, and apologized to Khalid:

"Khalid, please forgive my recklessness, forgive my loss of composure; I will repent my arrogance to Allah. I'm sorry."

"It's nothing, you're still young." Khalid's expression was indifferent; his right index finger reached past Xiao Sadell, pointing at that pile of odds and ends beside them:

"The weapons you want are right here!"

A flat, ordinary sentence caused the anger Xiao Sadell had just suppressed to suddenly erupt again.

He forcibly endured the urge to curse out loud, took several deep breaths, and then said to Khalid as calmly as possible:

"Khalid, what we want isn't this thi……"

The words had only gone halfway when Khalid's broad right hand blocked Xiao Sadell's view; before he could raise a hand to brush it away, Khalid's voice pierced through the palm and fell into his ears:

"These are exactly the weapons we need."

"This trip to China — from the moment we left Iraq, we had already fallen into the Chinese line of sight."

"These things were given by them."

"Can you figure it out?"

Along with the calm words, Khalid lowered his hand and slowly turned around, a pair of blue eyes watching Xiao Sadell with an unruffled gaze.

This speech made the determination on Xiao Sadell's face vanish, leaving only terror.

He wasn't a fool; the hidden meaning behind these words he could naturally hear, and it was precisely because he could hear it that he felt horror.

From the moment we left Iraq, we fell into someone else's sight.

Doesn't that mean my own actions in Iraq were also in someone else's sight?

How is this possible?

This is impossible!

This is absolutely impossible!

This is absolutely, absolutely impossible!

But if this is fake, then how do you explain this pile of odds and ends?

At this moment, he looked around, looking at those subordinates who were familiar to the point of being unable to be more familiar.

Everyone he looked at looked like a traitor!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" The more he thought, the more terrified Xiao Sadell became; he spread his arms, spun in circles, and let out a howl at the sky.

Clearly it was a very loud howl, yet the few people around him heard a trace of alarm and fear in that howl, even carrying a hint of a sob.

Khalid stood to the side, scratched his head, sighed, placed his right palm before his eyes, clenched his fist, then raised it and smashed a heavy punch toward Xiao Sadell.

This punch struck squarely on Xiao Sadell's nasal bridge.

Pain shot through his nasal bridge; Xiao Sadell snapped back from that terrified state, clutching his bleeding nose, looking at Khalid with a face full of bewilderment, and roared:

"Khalid, what do you think you're doing?"

"Shut up!" Khalid spoke impatiently, cutting off Xiao Sadell's words, and once again pointed his right hand at the pile of fragments before them:

"These things are exactly the weapons you want; the Chinese didn't screw us — these simple-looking things have all undergone their technical enhancement and can maximize our firepower."

"I came back a step early precisely to let the people in the organization adapt to this thing in advance."

"Don't stand there ghost-howling."

"Instead of worrying about others monitoring you, you'd better try it first."

"Whatever problems there are, you'll know once you've tried."

His words were sonorous and forceful, giving the people present a strange feeling — a feeling just like finding a house to shelter from the yellow sand in the midst of boundless desert when a desert storm arrives.

Safe, reliable, making one able to put their heart at ease.

Xiao Sadell moved his lips, wanting to say a few sentences, but in the end said nothing; he merely calmly pointed a hand toward the west, then walked toward those odds and ends and began loading them onto the vehicle.

Seeing his action, Khalid nodded appreciatively and also joined the loading; while loading, he didn't forget to go into the stronghold and fetch TNT propellant charges.

The east and north of Karbala are the farmlands the Karbala people rely on for survival, densely populated, unsuitable for testing.

To the south lies a boundless desert.

These years, with the help of technology, the Karbala people began reaching into the desert for land, and people also gradually increased.

Only the west — there is a lake, the source of the Karbala people's fish and meat — Lake Rizaza.

This inland lake situated in the desert gets its water from the upstream Lake Habaniya, and Lake Habaniya's water comes from the Euphrates River.

This lake is very large, and its shores are covered in reeds; at night, aside from a few fishermen active nearby, almost no one appears, and even if someone does appear, they're no good person.

Just kill them.

That place is simply an ideal weapons testing ground.

A pile of odds and ends was loaded onto the truck, Khalid acted as the driver, Xiao Sadell jumped into the passenger seat, and the rest of the people jumped onto the truck bed, together setting off mightily toward the west.

The wind of December, blowing from the lake surface, stirred the reeds, blowing until Xiao Sadell and his group felt their scalps go numb.

Although Karbala has a tropical desert climate, the winter nights in December are still quite cold.

Moving those odds and ends off the truck, moving them under the vehicle lights, Xiao Sadell stood quietly to the side, prepared to watch Khalid perform.

Khalid took off his suit, took off his shirt, revealing an upper body covered in scars, revealing a body of muscle, grunting with effort, picking up tools and beginning to assemble.

And with his movements, that pile of parts that looked like they had no use, also slowly took shape.

Most of half an hour passed, and a cannon of unique design, but with an especially large caliber, just like that silently appeared before everyone's eyes.

After assembling the cannon, he began assembling the shells and the Electric Pressure Cooker bombs.

The movements were somewhat rusty, but it was very obvious he had learned it before, and he didn't miss any parts or lack any screws.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he connected the cables, and then right in front of everyone's faces put several cans of canned food into the TNTN.

Finished assembling, sealed the lid, stood up and backed away: "Done!"

This bizarre operation, watched until the surrounding people were stunned one after another, they completely dared not believe, clearly just now it was still a pile of parts with no discernible use, now it had turned into a cannon, and unique bombs.

This...

This should be the magic that Allah spoke of, right?

Towards their reaction, Khalid was very satisfied, after all when Ahmed brought that note back, and explained it to him in detail, he was also this appearance.

Now seeing other people like this, he felt very satisfied.

Right hand placed by his mouth, covering his mouth, lightly coughing two times, drawing the attention of everyone at the scene to himself, Khalid calmly pointed at that uniquely designed cannon and Electric Pressure Cooker:

"Try it!"