Langley used to raise cattle.
Now, they raise dogs.
He straightened his clothes before the President’s office, knocked on the door with a smile, and entered, "Sir."
Old Bush stared at him, "You want a garrison in xico?"
Richard Jas Curl tensed up. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the other stand up, point at him, and curse loudly, "Have you grown too comfortable? You want a garrison in xico, what for? To annex them?"
"So I ask you, whose votes are inside xico’s borders!"
Seeing Old Bush start cursing, the secretary very consciously started acting submissive, keeping his head down.
Just playing the grandson, right?
But he is first-rate at that.
xico has 140 million people. If you take them all in, those 140 million could even enjoy better treatnt than the locals, in the na of votes, every group will try to woo them.
They would be overjoyed.
Richard Jas Curl shrank back; he truly hadn’t considered this point. He argued, "We found that Victor has been secretly developing large-scale weapons, posing a severe threat to our holand security."
"Laundry detergent?"
Old Bush interrupted him loudly.
"I was once the Director of the CIA. Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to, Richard! xico is too far from God and too close to the United States! What can he do in North Arica anyway?"
"Would Victor dare do anything improper?"
Richard Jas Curl stood with his mouth half open, clueless about why the President was so concerned about this matter all of a sudden.
Old Bush actually thought the CIA was just making trouble out of nothing.
xico?
If Victor doesn’t obey, just overthrow his regi.
But now he’s very obedient, avenging the ’Statue of Liberty’ with utmost dedication and doing a beautiful job, even upholding the image of the United States in his speeches, which was enough.
It’s much better than CIA’s past choices, like Pinochet or Panama’s Noriega, at least for now.
Old Bush was very busy; he didn’t want to waste his energy on such "trivial" matters.
"Please do your job well, Mr. Richard Jas Curl! Leave now." Old Bush waved impatiently.
Calling by the full na—obviously he was serious.
The CIA Director, after being scolded, left like a frostbitten eggplant, furrowing his brows tightly.
"An idiot who can’t tell what’s going on." Old Bush made his final comnt and took a deep breath, "Just like that idiot in Iraq!"
Both sides were seeking an off-field resolution, but Old Bush felt that war was inevitable; Kuwait was his junior ally, and without striking a blow, everyone would think Aricans were all talk and no action. It was ti for the whole world to see Arica’s muscle!
With the aircraft carriers and the opposition coalition ford, they certainly couldn’t turn back now, and Old Bush was also under a lot of pressure, with Congress having a big dispute over whether to start the war.
And many countries within the opposition alliance were brought in with benefits like debt relief or strengthened trade cooperation. Isn’t xico, which declared war directly, naturally standing with Old Bush?
This is an ally!
Victor, truly a worthy godson!
Keep it up, godfather loves you!
Gulf of xico.
In the southeast coastal waters of the North Arican continent, partially surrounded by land, it connects to the Caribbean Sea via the Yucatan Peninsula and the Yucatan Channel and to the Atlantic Ocean via the Florida Straits.
Many rchant ships can be seen.
The geographical location of xico is really good!
If it can withstand external pressure and allow internal developnt, let’s not speak of taking on the United States alone, but developing like Canada is certainly not out of the question.
At this mont, an Iraqi-flagged cargo ship nad "Shamash" is transporting on the sea surface; it’s the na of a sun god.
"Captain, Iraq has declared war on xico. This… Is it okay for us to pass through the Gulf of xico?" The second mate asked Captain Saeed Ibn with so concern.
The captain, a man with a large beard, glanced at him with a very stiff tone, "No problem, we are just civilians."
"But…" The second mate, a bit younger, furrowed his brows, trying to persuade.
Is there really anyone who can truly remain neutral in war?
"I am the captain, Harris!" The captain cut off the mate’s words. The second mate, unable to swallow the insult, could only leave with a black face to inspect other places.
Saeed Ibn watched his back, wondering how the shipping company chose people, letting him work with an old-fashioned Sunni.
He would request a change upon returning!
Sizzle~
Just as Saeed Ibn was grumbling, he saw a military ship in the distance?
And in the control room, the radio suddenly broadcast, "This is the Northern xican Navy! The "Shamash" ahead, stop for inspection!"
The crew imdiately looked towards their captain.
Your journey continues with
Saeed Ibn’s face darkened; surely it was the second mate’s foul mouth cursing them. Talk of bad luck!
"Stop the ship." He could only comply with the inspection; they couldn’t possibly leave by force. If they fired a cannon, they’d all go to et Allah, and he wasn’t eager to ascend to heaven so soon.
Faith is faith, life is life.
Upon his command, the crew stopped the ship on the sea, and they lined up on the deck as two assault boats approached.
Saeed Ibn could clearly see fully ard soldiers sitting on those boats, climbing up the ladder nimbly.
The first to co aboard was a lieutenant, holding a weapon to signal them to move back. Only after the team ca aboard did he show his ID, "According to intelligence, you are illegally shipping to xico. Cooperate with the investigation."
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