DipNovel Chapter 91 Where did they get the guts?
Chapter 91 Where did they get the guts?
"Of course I'm going!" Ali said through gritted teeth. Kavan's sudden change of attitude was not because the other party had a change of heart, but because the other party wanted to solidify the evidence.
Once it's confirmed that Amar spent a lot of money buying back some junk, there will definitely be dissenting voices within the Revolutionary Guard.
At that point, Kavan only needs to give it a little push to get Amar kicked out of his position as commander of the Revolutionary Guard in Holmzgan province.
With Amar gone, a new person will inevitably take command of the Revolutionary Guard in Holmzgan Province.
Normally, this person would be promoted from the Revolutionary Guard in the Homzgan province, but given Amar's previous spending of a huge sum to purchase garbage, the commanders of the Revolutionary Guards in other provinces would certainly speak out at this time.
We requested that someone be transferred from elsewhere to prevent similar incidents from occurring.
The newly transferred person will definitely come with a purpose, and the original team will not submit to him, so conflict between the two sides is inevitable.
If the conflict escalates to the point of affecting the war situation, the person will be punished or transferred, but in return, the Revolutionary Guard of Holmzgan Province will be purged.
Those who are Amar's close associates will certainly be purged.
Therefore, we absolutely cannot let those bastards tamper with the tests.
Sensing the murderous aura emanating from him, Kavan quickly took a step back and pointed to the box: "I won't touch this thing. You can handle it yourself later."
"If anything goes wrong, you'll have to take the blame yourselves."
After mocking Ali, Kavan turned to look at the group of people he had brought with him:
"Everyone, step back a little, and whatever you do, don't touch this thing."
"Let him move it himself!"
In short, the Revolutionary Guard soldiers who were about to step forward to help quickly stopped and retreated.
Ali turned around, glared fiercely at Kavan, and then called over the forklifts at the freight station to have the laser protection system delivered to the truck.
After the boxes were secured again, Ali climbed into the driver's seat of the truck, closed the door, started the engine, and shouted at Kavan again:
"lead the way!"
Kavan, amused by the spectacle, climbed into a nearby jeep and waved his hand dismissively: "Let's go!"
Tehran is located in north-central Iran, with mountains to the west and north, and deserts to the east and south.
In addition, since Israel is located to the west, it was only natural that Iran would deploy its air defense positions to the west as well.
Departing from the airport, the group arrived at the air defense positions in the western region in a short time.
Once the outer box was opened and the so-called laser defense system was clearly seen, Kavan mocked Ali once again:
"Five million dollars... and you bought this?"
"What is this? A tank? Those fourth-generation tanks from Europe and America only cost five or six million US dollars. What makes this thing so special that it's priced the same as those fourth-generation tanks?"
"Why don't you call Amal and tell him to come back right away?"
"I'm dying of laughter."
"Hahaha..." Kavan laughed, and his men laughed too. In an instant, the entire air defense position was filled with laughter.
The laughter didn't bother Ali. He squatted down next to the two laser defense systems, holding his smartphone, and activated the devices according to the instructions.
As the device was activated, a unique voice rang out from the battlefield.
"The device is activated!"
"The network is connected!"
"The radar has been activated!"
"Identification foes parameters successfully configured!"
The somewhat mentally challenged female voice carried by the wind to Kavan and the others' ears. He turned around, gave his subordinates a look, and then continued to laugh heartily, clutching his stomach.
"Listen to this idiotic voice. Although I can't understand it, I feel like it belongs to an idiot. Don't you think so?"
"Yes, you fool!" Kavan's guards echoed, followed by even louder laughter.
Amidst the laughter, a soldier rushed over and whispered a few words in Kavan's guard's ear. The guard quickly ran to Kavan's side:
"Commander, intelligence has just intercepted information that Israel suddenly launched eight fighter jets about an hour and a half ago."
"According to information, these eight fighter jets appear to be preparing to bomb Tehran."
Upon receiving this news, the mockery on Kavan's face vanished instantly, and his pale blue eyes widened to their maximum size in a split second:
"No, where did they get the guts?"
"I don't know!" The guard shook his head and turned to pull the soldier who had run over not long ago in front of Kavan.
The soldier repeated the message again, and after hearing it, Kavan was completely bewildered.
Because this soldier is a communications officer at the air defense position, and the command post of the air defense position is not here. It takes about 10 minutes to drive here from the command post.
The information is intercepted by the intelligence department, then transmitted to the air defense positions, and then from the air defense positions back to themselves.
More than half an hour had passed.
In other words, the exact time the Israeli plane took off was two hours ago, or even possibly two and a half hours ago.
This means that there is a high probability that Israeli fighter jets have already raided Iranian territory, possibly even not far west of Tehran.
Kavan dared not delay. He asked his guards for a walkie-talkie, pressed the switch, and began shouting into it:
"Sound the air raid sirens, and put all air defense positions on high alert. Once a target appears on the radar, engage it immediately."
"Don't hesitate!"
He had barely finished speaking when a call came from the radar department over the walkie-talkie:
"Commander Kavan, the radar has detected the signal of an Israeli fighter jet."
"They've turned around, but the Tomahawk cruise missiles carried by the fighter jets have already been launched."
"Based on radar data, there are a total of sixteen Tomahawk cruise missiles."
Upon hearing the words "16 Tomahawk cruise missiles," Kavan was even more bewildered.
While Iran's intelligence system is like a sieve, so is Israel's.
According to their intelligence, Israel doesn't actually have that many Tomahawk cruise missiles.
The United States can't produce that many!
So, there's a problem here!
Just as he was racking his brains trying to figure out where the problem was, an Alibaba employee who was debugging equipment nearby slowly approached Kavan:
"The equipment is ready. To make it easier for you to see, I've specifically adjusted the red band. The IFF (Identification Friend or Foe) system is also activated. Now, you can see..."
Before he could finish speaking, on the open ground in the distance, the laser defense system on the left, which had been keeping its head down, suddenly raised its head, and a visible red beam shot out abruptly toward the west.
Immediately afterwards, the laser defense system continued to rise, and the red laser continued to move.
Less than two or three seconds later, a violent explosion came from overhead.
The next second, the laser defense system on the right also suddenly raised its head.
I looked up for two or three seconds, and then there was another explosion in the sky.