Chapter 66: Xiaomi Heavy Industry, First Entrepreneurship

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Protagonist:

Lin Yi

Once an action has a target, what needs to be done next is how to achieve that target.

Xiao Sadell sat up straight, eyes fixed on Khalid, fingers tapping lightly on the table: "What should we do?"

"Or rather, how should we do it to maximize our target?"

His voice was soft and very polite.

After asking, he looked at Khalid expectantly, hoping this well-informed elder would give him more guidance and explanation, so he could smoothly take over power from his father and become the head of the Sadell Family.

Khalid understood Xiao Sadell's thoughts well, after all, the struggle for Crown Prince had always been like this.

He was assigned to work under Xiao Sadell, and another layer of meaning was to assist Xiao Sadell; the stronger Xiao Sadell's abilities, the greater his chance of being chosen by the Sadell Family to become the successor.

Once Xiao Sadell became the leader, he himself could truly become the one who calls the shots in the organization.

He did not mark directly on the map, but took a sheet of white paper from the table beside him, spread it over the map, then took a pen and began writing and drawing on the white paper.

Writing while explaining:

"Our target is now confirmed, and we have confirmed to strike at those outposts scattered everywhere."

"Then we need to confirm the attack range."

As he spoke, the pen moved across the white paper, leaving several names on it.

Ramadi.

Fallujah.

Baghdad.

Mahmudiya.

Aziziyah.

Karbala.

Najaf.

Hilla.

Al Hashimiyah.

Al Diwaniyah.

After several names were written, Khalid drew a horizontal line under a few of them:

"This is the actual range of activity of your people."

"In these ranges, besides our own people, there are other forces, such as the pigs of the Badr Organization, such as the Awakening Council, such as the Justice Alliance."

His finger followed down to those place names with horizontal lines drawn under them.

"These cities are more suitable; after launching an attack, we can still pass the buck to others."

Hearing that they would pass the buck to others, Xiao Sadell immediately became anxious.

The meaning of this sentence was undoubtedly telling him that once the attack succeeded, they would have to let this supreme honor go to others, while he could only hide in a dark corner, watching others take away this honor.

This was unacceptable to him.

What international joke was this?

If he couldn't get this honor himself, what was the use of all his hard work planning these things?

Was he crazy?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and even the face covered by his big beard slowly turned red at this moment, becoming like a tomato.

All of these situations were seen by Khalid, especially seeing that red face, Khalid couldn't help but sigh.

He lightly patted the white paper in front of him with his hand, and said with a face full of helplessness:

"Don't think this is an honor; once we succeed in the attack, what awaits us will surely be the crazy retaliation of the NATO organization led by America."

"If you think we can withstand the retaliation head-on, then it doesn't matter."

"If not, then we must find a way to throw this honor to others."

"Although the CIA can find out it was us who did it, if someone claims it before us, then the Americans will definitely go after them for the sake of face."

"Even if someone comes after us, it won't be the main force."

"If we handle it well, we can even use the hands of the Americans to remove some people we don't get along with; by then, our territory might even expand instead."

These few explanations made Xiao Sadell recall some distant memories.

He still remembered that when the Iraq War had just ended, quite a few opposition armed groups stood up and openly opposed the Americans.

And began to attack crazily.

Then they suffered the crazy strikes of the Americans.

Those shells and missiles were as if they didn't cost money.

And those people simply had no humanity at all.

Thinking of these, Xiao Sadell couldn't help but fall into silence, but soon, a smile appeared on his face again.

Khalid was right; if they could remove some opponents, what did it matter to let go of that bit of honor?

After figuring this out, the smile on his face grew even brighter; he supported the table with both hands and looked at Khalid with a beaming smile, waiting for Khalid to continue explaining.

Opposite, Khalid took in Xiao Sadell's expression fully; seeing the other fall silent, and then turn from silence to a smile, Khalid felt genuinely happy from the bottom of his heart.

After all, who would want to assist a pig?

He lowered his head, his finger pointing over the few cities whose names he had just written, then withdrew his hand and wrote several numbers under the names.

9.

1.

300.

"According to the intelligence we have, in these cities there are a total of 9 outposts; apart from Hilla, the other 8 outposts are each garrisoned by a standard mechanized infantry company, each company about 150 men or so."

"Their daily work is to conduct patrols along fixed routes."

"Today is the 15th; the day after tomorrow, the 18th, Mohammed will be able to arrive with that batch of equipment."

"1000 Electric Pressure Cookers, five Cannons, 100 cannon shells."

"My operational deployment is: 1000 Electric Pressure Cookers, divided uniformly into 8 portions, to be used to attack the outposts in these 4 places: Karbala, Najaf, Al Diwaniyah, Hashimiyah."

"Primarily in the form of Roadside Bombs; if we can get close to an outpost and detonate, that is even better."

"And those five Cannons!"

Khalid's voice suddenly became high, then he tapped with his Finger the city of Hilla to the southeast of Karbala, its northern part.

"Christmas Eve, five Cannons, 100 cannon shells, 20 Minutes, thoroughly knock out this outpost; we will also let the Americans taste what is called carpet bombardment."

"After the fight, we just run for it directly."

"Hide!"

"As long as we make no sound, do not let anyone Discover us, then no one will put their attention on us."

Speaking of carpet bombardment, Khalid's face at this moment became exceptionally red; even Xiao Sadell saw steaming vapor atop his head.

One Gaze moved away from Khalid's face, fell on that map, Staring at the marked positions on the map for A While, Xiao Sadell's face also began to gradually turn red — that was the manifestation of blood wildly coursing through the Veins because of excitement.

Hilla: to the north is Baghdad, to the west is Karbala, to the south are Najaf and Al Diwaniyah; it is a vital transportation thoroughfare in central-western Iraq.

A transportation thoroughfare; the outpost the Americans set up here was naturally strengthened.

Garrisoned are two reinforced mechanized infantry companies, numbering about 300; two companies, that is about 600 men.

Plus some logistics support, dependents; the number only increases, not decreases.

Wiping out 600 American soldiers in One Time — that is a feat not even achieved during the Iraq War.

If I myself can pull it off, how can a single word like 'thrilling' suffice!

"We'll do as you say!" Xiao Sadell slapped his thigh, agreeing to Khalid's plan; he also pulled out a sheet of white paper from under the table, took up a pen, and began planning Beside it.

Mohammed arrives with the equipment in Baghdad; to disperse them to these several places still requires allocating some manpower.

Besides that, I also need to Arrange those who have already mastered the modification craft to transport the Explosives to these several places and modify the equipment Mohammed brings back.

Time is very tight.

But time being tight is also good; time is short, even if the CIA obtains word from some special channels, to Confirm it they still need to spend time.

By the time they Confirm the news, those things will have long since exploded.