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Text Chapter 52 Broken Wrist (Part 1)

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    The sorrow of spring makes the strong look at the mountains. The past events are shocking and bring tears to our eyes. Four million people cried together. Last year, Taiwan was cut off today.  ¡ª¡ªQiu Fengjia's "Spring Sorrow".  ***************************************************  ******************* "The Israelis are infidels, but Prophet Muhammad still forgives these unbelievers and wishes them peace! However, they invaded Palestinian territory and expelled  They massacred Muslim residents. They despised human rights, were full of hatred, and exploited and plundered the Arabs. Time and time again, they launched barbaric wars to dominate the entire Middle East They wanted to use massacres and blood to force the Arabs to fear war, become tired of violence, and give up fighting.  "The Arabs will not surrender! The best good deed of Muslims, besides belief in Allah, is to participate in jihad for Allah The spirit of justice and fairness will never die, and the Arab people will not retreat. After thousands of  With the sacrifice of heroic lives, justice will eventually defeat violent ideology! Justice will also bring peace to future generations of the Arab people!¡± ¡°God is with the Muslims in the battle!¡± Israeli Prime Minister Shamir stood up suddenly and sent the intelligence personnel to the hospital.  The jihadi message written by Qusay Abdullah fell heavily to the ground.  He had read countless declarations of war before, but he had never read such a heart-wrenching statement. This statement came from the pen of the enemy, from the number one enemy of Israel and the civilized world - Qusay Abd.  pull.  "Where's Uqi Dayan? Give Dayan the order to launch a general offensive and drive the Iraqis down the river!" There were roars in the office, and Shamir roared angrily and pounded the table hard.  The Israeli military and political officials standing aside had pale faces and did not know what words to respond to.  "Why don't you give the order? Do you want me to go and send the telegram in person?" Shamir shouted dissatisfied when he saw that everyone around him was standing still.  He is not tall and has a thin body, but at this moment, the old man nicknamed "Stone" is weighing down like a mountain, making everyone breathless.  "Your Excellency Prime Minister, we have no strength to counterattack!" Air Force Chief of Staff Mofaz bent down and picked up the documents that were thrown on the ground, and said: "The oil pipeline was bombed, and our air force has been completely disabled. There is no air cover, Dayan  We have no strength to counterattack!" "The Israeli people have given you half of the country's military expenditure, and you are so vulnerable? Is this the performance of the Israeli Air Force, which is the number one in the Middle East?" Shamir said in anger!  To be honest, it is like a volcano erupting with thunder.  "Mr. Ellenberg from the Jewish Freemasonry is here, and I have an important meeting with you!" the staff member opened the door and came in to report.  ¡°Invite him in¡ª¡± Shamir gasped, trying to normalize the expression on his face from the rage.  Ellenberg is a senior patriarch of the Jewish Freemasonry, and can even be said to be the CEO. He has spared no effort to support the development of Israel for many years.  He has a high prestige among all walks of life among the Jews, and being angry with him is something Shamir neither dares nor is embarrassed to do.  "Hello, Prime Minister!" Ellenberg's figure appeared in the office. When other officials saw it, they greeted him respectfully and left.  Shamir and Ellenberg were the only two people left in the office. Shamir looked at each other and saw that Ellenberg still looked calm and calm, but his expression was less radiant and more radiant.  A bit haggard.  "Why are you here at this time? There may be air strikes in Tel Aviv, which is very dangerous." Shamir asked quickly.  "This battle can no longer be fought!" Ellenberg said frankly, and his words surprised Shamir.  "Our enemy is very determined and powerful. The Jews must make a wise choice" Ellenberg sighed, and carefully described the negotiation process with Liu Ming and what he saw and heard in Jordan.  Again.  "But - you know, there are some fanatical guys on the right, and they will never agree to negotiate with the Arabs! If I make such a request, I will be assassinated in an instant" Shamir interrupted Ai  Lemberg's suggestion for peace talks, knocked on the desk, and asked with wide eyes.  ¡°Then we can only cut off the wrists of the strong - compared with the survival of Israel and the Jewish nation, a small number of people are too small¡± Ellenberg suggested in a low voice, his voice still calm and calm.  But when he heard Shamir's ears, his whole body trembled, and it was bone-chilling cold.  Will the Jews raise a butcher's knife against their own people?  "Give Uzi Dayan an order to block the Iraqi offensive at any cost. At the same time - let Darroch lead the second brigade back to Tel Aviv. It must be kept secret!" After Ellenberg left, Sha  Mir gave the order.  As soon as he finished speaking, he sat down on the chair, feeling weak all over his body. He was so exhausted from mind to body that he didn't want to move anymore The spring sandstorm is coming as expected,??The entire banks of the Jordan River were covered in dust.  On the banks of the river where the gunfire was still not gone, destroyed Israeli artillery and Iraqi tanks were scattered together. The ground was full of craters and land blackened by flames.  The blood of countless Arab sons and daughters flowed into the Jordan River, roaring towards the vast sea as the river surged.  "Boom¡ª¡ª" A white light flashed in mid-air, and a huge explosion sounded. Then the Iraqi officer leading the team waved his hand, and hundreds of soldiers roared and rushed towards the hillside under the cover of tanks and chariots.  of Israel's stronghold.  The sound of gunfire was dense, and the sandstorm weather still did not affect the artillery on both sides with artillery sighting radars.  Light and heavy artillery fired at each other, and dense gunfire sounded.  An Israeli machine gun fortification swept several Iraqi soldiers on the opposite side to the ground, but when the white light flashed again, the falling shells had blown the fortification into the sky.  Falling down, rushing up, flames, explosions, the shadows of blood and fire overlap. Under the smelting of steel fire, the Israeli position gradually weakened and lost its strong strength.  "Let D Company withdrawthis position can't be defended!" Uqi Dayan squeezed the telescope tightly with his white fingers, and then ordered in a low voice.  He didn't want to watch anymore. The Iraqi artillery fire was too fierce and the attack force was very strong. I'm afraid the frontal defense line would have to completely change hands tonight.  The Iraqi army is very well prepared for the attack, and if it continues to hold on, it will only consume Israel's few elite troops.  He has already made up his mind about the outcome of this war, and he has stayed here to fight hopelessly just to protect this country.  "When will they make a decision" Uzi Dayan stared melancholy in the direction of Tel Aviv.
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