Chapter 502 The world always flatters the strong and demands morality from the weak! "Can you push me out?" Yasin said with a smile as he looked at "Mexico's Middle East Envoy" Jason Bourne.
The latter nodded quickly, held the rear of the wheelchair with both hands, and pushed him out of the "modified" tunnel.
Mossad wanted and assassinated him, and Yasin had to hide.
He raised his head with great difficulty, and his wrinkled face slightly pulled, and his turbid eyes were filled with thick fatigue. This old man, who was almost seventy years old, was really tired. "I have never seen the moon in my hometown. It should be the same as what I saw on the ruins?" "Can we go back to our capital?" "Jason Bourne didn't know how to answer.
Because it is impossible!
Europe does not allow it, the United States does not allow it, the most important thing is the United States. When he glared, he raised his butt, the little overlord of the Middle East hurriedly stretched his tongue over. What are you doing? Lick your butt.
The United States cannot lose the Middle East, just like...
Indians cannot lose the Ganges, otherwise how can they take a bath?
Yasin didn't receive the answer behind him. He actually understood it, was silent, and laughed out loud, "If the ending is doomed to fail, but there must be a fool to try the process. I'm not willing to give up, I'm not willing to give up!!"
Jason Bourn pressed his shoulder with a single hand.
"Sir, if justice is missing, it means that Mexico has not come. I will propose to the general that Palestine will be given more support and... to help you enter the United Nations!"
The "Convention on Human Progress and Innovation" is very important, but he has not yet felt that it can be compared with the United Nations.
After all...
You can't spit on your own, you can't do it at your own home. The United Nations is such a "spray toon". NATO, the People's Union and even the EU that are now planning actually means "their back garden".
Ashin heard this, he tried hard to turn his head, but his physical defects made him feel embarrassed, and his voice was trembling, "Americans... Americans will not allow it."
Jason Bourne smiled, looked into the distance, and said quietly, "Who will reason with the madman?"
This made the other party startled, and then he laughed, and his voice became louder and louder...
"It turns out that the United States is also afraid of madman."
"It's too close, too close..."
He murmured to himself, as if he was talking about the United States and Mexico, as if he was talking about Palestinians.
"First...sir!"
Just as both of them were looking at the moon quietly, someone quickly approached behind them. Jason Bourne turned his head and saw that it was the intelligence personnel he brought.
"The border area is ready!"
Jason Bourne nodded and glanced at Yasin, who stared at him, "It should be a way to express our dissatisfaction to them!"
"Operation Alxa Flood!"
"Start!"
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1992, June 9, 10:30 pm Middle East Time, 3:30 pm US time!
The "Cammason Military Base, where the brigade of the 933rd Infantry Brigade of the 162nd Armored Division, located on the west bank of the river."
The Brigade Commander Anselmo Kelly was holding a "big business". This statement came from Masao Takagi. One-on-one is a small business, that is, a group of people, that is, a big business!
That is commonly known as...YP.
The dynamic music was mixed with the man's carnival. Colonel Anselmo Kelly took off his military uniform and twisted excitedly, and there were women's... crying.
What he likes most is to let the troops rush into the "Green Zone" to arrest some girls.
What a crime...
It's not easy to find?
Who is not easy to bully with an American father?
Of course, except for Mexico...
Victor's maids could even say that World War II was an unfinished building. It is conceivable how "dirty" they were in the hearts of the Israelites.
So, the last one was so annoying.
And these arrested... will be played with, as for life and death?
Does anyone care?
The world itself is the greatest injustice, and people themselves cannibalize people.
Col. Anselmo Kelly also found a reason for himself, which is called: firing a gun at the enemy!
And in the luxury of chaos, can you still see someone taking drugs on the table? !
Yes, it's just drug use, and those tools look so familiar.
However, 27% of Israelis are used to drugs, and it is no wonder.
As for saying it violates faith?
Not exists!
Maybe, it will take decades to believe in Hong Xiuquan.
We are "group members"!
Colonel Anselmo Kelly didn't know how much alcohol he drank, and in a daze, he heard the gunshots? !
But he didn't care at all, thinking that it was the training for the big night.
But gradually...
The gunshots are getting heavier and heavier.
It completely disrupted his interest, and he cursed, "Bitch!" After saying that, he walked out of the room with bare shirtless...
Seeing the scene in front of me, my pupils trembled.
Because...
It's dawn!
Swish swish swish! ! !
Swish swish swish! ! ! ! !
There are all kinds of rockets in the sky!
"General! Enemy..."
"Tutu..."
At this moment, a wailing evaporated Colonel Anselmo Kelly's alcohol. He saw four or five people in the distance wearing black military uniforms, helping the green Kufier.
"Ha...haha...hahaha"
Before the words behind were said, the person opposite saw him, raised his gun, and looked at him with a shuttle!
Tuku!
Col. Anselmo Kelly was beaten into a sieve, staring, his body collapsed, and fell to his knees, then pounced on the front of him, and blood oozed out of his body.
Those who die... can't die anymore.
These people rushed inside and slaughtered at the other officers who were still swaying.
Gunshots and screams were endless.
And other places are not uncomfortable either.
Thousands of rockets rushed towards the border area with noise.
The explosions one after another instantly buried Israel!
And on a beach.
There is a music party here...
A group of young people.
The sudden explosion and light instantly lit up half of the starry sky.
"OMG!OMG!"
A blonde kept exclaiming as he covered his mouth and looked at the flames caused by the explosion in the distance.
"What is that!"
A man in shorts next to him pointed at the distance and suddenly shouted, "Soldier, run quickly!"
He pulled his girlfriend towards the car in horror.
Pussy and screaming covered the beauty of the music party...
But there are some children in the war zone who have never seen the party before.
Soldiers in the sky flew into the border city at a low altitude.
The child grew up back then, and they returned to their hometown like dandelions...
"Mom, I'm back home!"
As soon as his feet touched the ground, the warriors rushed towards the enemy with weapons that had been around for hundreds of years.
What's so ashamed and afraid in your eyes?
"Run!"
Someone raised his arms and shouted.
"For dignity, for the country, for the family!"
"Victory belongs to self-improvement!"
Why did the bandits break into my home, then they occupied my land, killed my relatives, and then turned to tell me that they were the indigenous people here?
Then...
The world stands on the commanding heights to condemn my "absurdity"?
"My father, my child, my wife, everything about me has long become a memory in their atrocities. Then what qualifications do you... have to say that I am violent?"
If you can't empathize, please shut your mouth.
"If the war is won, what do you want to do?"
"I want..."
"I miss my mother."
"What if I can't come back again?" "Then... I won't come back forever."
"Victory belongs to us! Victory belongs to mankind!"
...
Because the Middle East is a powder keg.
Especially two feuds.
As soon as I got up, North American Hawk Sauce and some big countries would know about it.
After all, it's still dawn in the United States.
Clinton quickly brought Old Donald to the White House for an internal meeting. "The war... is about to expand." The President looked at the old defense minister opposite and frowned, "The entire Middle East will be involved."
If outsiders saw his expression, they would think he was such a "good leader".
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But Donald just glanced at him, without any respect in his tone, and said plainly, "Isn't this just for you?"
"You asked the Secret Defense Operations Agency to deliberately blow up the Wailing Wall and then blame the Palestinians. Isn't it just to let the Middle East burn, and then..." "Is it convenient to sell weapons and cooperate with Wall Street to make a fortune in war?"
This is easy to understand. If you knew in advance that the Middle East was in war, would you buy oil futures?
It's definitely true?
A large amount of funds on Wall Street went in, and then, as soon as oil rose, money continued to flow to the United States. What is this called? This is called the war dividend.
When Clinton heard this, his left cheek twitched. He didn't know how his "little thoughts" would let him know!
Does Donald's men in the Secret Operations Agency?
"You don't need to know how I know. If you don't want others to know, you will not do it."
But the other party's words made Clinton angry and he smashed the table hard, "I'm for the United States! Are I wrong for the sake of America to be great? I'm right!"
"The world itself is that people cannibalize people. If we slow down, do you think we still have a chance to get up? Impossible! A dead Soviet Union is good to the whole world, while a dead United States is better to the world!"
Old Donald looked at him with a sneer.
You think I was working as a job for the first time.
You are pretending to be timid.
If you don't invest money in it, that's a weird thing.
"I will ask the United Nations to slip and terrorist organizations, and they should be killed. The weak, what qualifications are there to fight back against the strong?"
Clinton waved his hand, a little impatient, "You just need to get the troops ready."
"I won't sign the order to send troops."
The other party stared at him suddenly, "I am the president."
"Then remove me from my post."
The old guard stared at him, and finally looked at him disdainfully, "A drug addict knows what national affairs are there!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
It exploded!
It exploded completely!
How hot can you see people?
Clinton's head was congested, and he opened the drawer and placed a Glock 17 pistol, which was exclusive to the Secret Service.
He pulled the bolt, raised his hand, and shot directly!
Bang bang bang! !
"Kill you! Kill you! Why do you all have to go against me? Isn't it good for you to listen to my orders quietly?!"
Clinton gritted his teeth, and a scene of himself was in a mess. He was "betrayed" by the "best" and "chief of staff" Angel Urenia. The other party actually exposed many of his scandals, which made him very passive!
Even the parliament has to search for him.
Can't you die safely?
Why must you defect to Victor! ! !
And...
And Namiller, his bodyguard, actually abandoned himself and said to have gone to Mexico.
What?
Is Victor your dad? !
The long-term pressure and the sequelae caused by drug use suddenly turned him into "North American Gaoyang", and he actually shot at the defense minister in the office!
This is the fourth person in the US government.
Donald covered his wound, was startled in his eyes, and ran out staggeringly.
And outside…
Office staff and special service personnel who had heard the gunshots long ago rushed towards this side and happened to see Donald running out of the office.
Covering the wound...
Collinton behind him chased him out.
Bang bang bang!
Three more shots.
Now...
Jesus could not bear it.
Donald Henry Rumsfeld fell to the ground and died!
Everyone looked at this scene in amazement...
Unbelievable!
"Hahahaha, I am the king, I am the king of America!!!" Clinton raised his hand and shouted loudly, his whole body as if he was nervous.
Thump thump...
The sound of rapid footsteps.
Secretary of State Christopher Hatton happened to be in the next door office. He thought something happened to the president. After all, when he ran out and saw the scene in front of him, his brain CPU was shocked.
When Clinton was about to stuff the gun into his mouth, he shivered, "Hurry! Hold him down!"
The Secret Service members also reacted and rushed over, snatched the gun and fixed him.
"Hahaha, I am the king, I am the king!"
Christopher Hatton looked down at Clinton, who was like a madman, and looked at Donald again, his pupils shrank, "Call the doctor!"
The Secret Service blocked the entire White House, and tourists were driven out.
Some unionists working at the ground floor heard footsteps everywhere, but when they were about to walk out of the office, they were ordered to stay in the house.
"Is something wrong?" A black intern asked his companion in a low voice, "When I came out of the toilet just now, I saw a doctor running up in a hurry. Something must have happened above."
The companion saw that he was a little excited and looked at him in confusion. "Ahem, no, I have to ask what happened when I fell to the ground." The black man shook his head, looking gossipy.
The doctor rushed upstairs and saw Donald's miserable brow trembling, and shook his head, "No need to save this..."
"Save! I said save!!"
Christopher Hatton yelled loudly, "He can't die here, do you understand?"
He was a little crazy too...
Mad, Clinton, you bastard!
Do you know how much impact this will have?
You...
Why do you want to die and take me with you? !
The White House shot the Minister of Defense...
It's just a terrible job for some African countries.
The doctor met the Secretary of State's eyes and understood instantly. He swallowed his saliva, "It can be rescued...it can be rescued."
Christopher Hatton was silent.
"Send to the hospital, no one is allowed to say this!"
Send to the hospital and die at the scene, the operational space is too large.
But Clinton is definitely going to be dealt with.
So many people want to be president, it is impossible to make a lunatic come. "My heartbroken?" He suddenly looked at Clinton, who was handcuffed to the chair. The other party also raised his head, with saliva still on the corner of his mouth.
Looking at him...
"Hehehe, I am the King of America!"
Christopher Hatton looked at him deeply.
I don't know if he is true or false?
But he knows...
Victor in Mexico must have something to say.
That is Donald's grandson-in-law!
The eventful autumn... It's really a matter of time.
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(This chapter ends)