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Chapter 2023 Paper Can't Hold Fire

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    A fleet of military vehicles came galloping. An old guy with gray hair, probably in his fifties, and wearing a US military uniform got off the first off-road vehicle with a gloomy face, walked quickly through the blockade line, and stood there  There was no word in front of the black hole.  Please search (&£¤) to see the most complete!  The fastest updated novel

    This old guy is called Wilson, the highest general of the US military in Afghanistan, the highest commander of the US Marine Corps, and the commander-in-chief of this anti-terrorism operation.  He had just received a report that more than forty people were killed in a special operations team performing the beheading mission, which almost caused his heart attack to recur.

    "Who can tell me what happened?"

    A Marine Corps captain in charge of the perimeter saluted: "General, Major Kirby led people into the house to search for it. An explosion occurred about fifteen minutes later. The specific reason is unknown."

    Wilson's face became more and more ugly: "Have you found Zawahiri's whereabouts?"

    The captain said: "It has been confirmed that Zawahiri is in the house."

    No need to ask anymore, Wilson already understood that such a strong explosion must have been done by Zawahiri.  Everyone died inside, but he was a little unwilling to accept the result.  After all, his mission was to al-Zawahiri, dead or alive.  But now I know that Zawahiri is dead, and there is no body left, but will the American people believe it?  Will people all over the world believe it?  Maybe only those bloody bastards in Congress would believe it, but they believed there was a point.

    "Find it for me right away. You must find Zawahiri's body. Even a leg, an arm, or even a finger will do, as long as it can prove that he is dead."

    The captain looked at the black hole and wanted to say something, but finally looked at Wilson's gloomy face, and dared not say anything: "Yes!" After speaking, he came to an officer of the Afghan government army and gave Wilson's order  For a while, I hope to cooperate with them in recruiting Zawahiri's body.  The officer gave the order without hesitation and began to clean up the explosion site.

    Xu Hang, Sun Manjiang, Yang Fengyun and Del mixed in the crowd and watched the excitement for a while, then quietly left and returned to the tent.

    "Hey!" Yang Fengyun said with a smile, "The Yankees have suffered a lot this time. It is estimated that Obama's life will not be easy these days."

    Xu Hang picked it up and took a sip of the half-drank beer, "The harder he gets, the happier we are. Now we should celebrate." Then he raised the bottle, "Come on, let's go!"

    "Crack!" The wine bottles of the four people collided and made a crisp sound, and they gloated here.  The current atmosphere in the White House is suffocating. President Heizi sat in the office, looked up at the roof without saying a word, and the expression on his face showed no emotions.

    Secretary of Defense Ewell sat on the sofa opposite the nigger and looked at him, "Mr. President, death is inevitable in war. The only thing we can do now is to investigate the cause of the explosion as soon as possible and determine whether Zawahiri was involved in the explosion.  died in the middle of the war. Give the families and people of our soldiers who died in battle a satisfactory explanation as soon as possible.¡±

    The nigger shook his head, leaned his upper body forward, leaned on the desk with his elbows, and rubbed his aching temples with his fingers: "Today is Saturday, and it is definitely the darkest day since the United States launched military operations in Afghanistan."

    Ewell sighed. Since the US military entered Afghanistan and withdrew a few years ago, the total number of NATO soldiers killed was 374, while the US only had 279.  But in this anti-terrorism operation, more than 40 people died, creating the highest number of deaths in a single military mission by the US military, which is really unacceptable.

    The nigger knocked on the table feebly: "Paper can't contain fire. Regardless of the results of the investigation, this matter must be made public as soon as possible. To avoid being reported by the media, public opinion is not good for our government."

    Ewell nodded: "According to the information from Afghanistan, Zawahiri must have died in the explosion, but such a strong explosion, it is difficult to find evidence of his death. If we announce the news, it will be difficult for the public to believe it.  "

    The nigger waved his hand and leaned back: "It doesn't matter whether the people believe it or not. The important thing is that the news should be reported as soon as possible, and the media can't let the nonsense, otherwise it will be very bad for us."

    Ewell nodded and looked at the time: "It's 11:20 in the morning, and a press conference will be held at 12:30."

    The black ghost waved his hand: "Go ahead, focus on the heroic soldiers."

    "Understood!" Aiweier stood up and left.

    All countries in the world received the news immediately, and all focused their attention on the United States, wanting to know the reaction of the United States as soon as possible.

    At 11:30, Aiweier personally held a press conference. Looking at the nearly 100 uncrowned kings below, Aiweier took a deep breath?Will the U.S. military continue to conduct major military operations, and will it continue to fight terrorists?  "

    Ewell nodded to the reporter very satisfied: "Yes, the United States will never compromise with the terrorists, and will increase intelligence collection work to wipe out the terrorists until all terrorists are wiped out.  Eliminate it and give the world peace."

    Beijing, Ouchi, the chairman sat in the office and watched the US press conference with a slight smile, leaving the remote control aside, then stood up and came to the window, looking at the scenery outside, with a smile on his face.

    "Boy, it's time for you to come back. You did a good job this time. There is no support from abroad in Dongyi, so those guys in China are nothing to worry about."

    "Ah, sneeze!" Yang Luo's body heaved up and down with the bumpy off-road vehicle, feeling his nose itchy, and sneezed.  Then he rubbed his nose and muttered, "Who is talking about me!"

    "It must be sister-in-law Yinyao, you haven't seen each other for a long time." Li Tao said with a smile.

    "It's been several months!" After finishing speaking, he sighed and rubbed his stiff face with both hands, "It's going to be Chinese New Year in a month or so, and I don't know if I can go back before the Chinese New Year, Si Luo is sure  I've grown taller again." (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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