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Hiss!

The officials of the Ministry of National Defense suddenly took a breath. The other party really had a conspiracy. The so-called birthday gift must not be a good thing. Everyone looked at Hussein. Now he is the commander.

, everything was left to him to decide. Hussein swallowed, pulled off his tie, and said: "Gentlemen, I accept your kindness for the Queen. However, if you are willing to stop here, I

I am willing to guarantee the safety of all gentlemen, and I can withdraw the British soldiers stationed in Afghanistan. I wonder what you think?"

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then immediately cursed: "The words of politicians in this world are like bullshit. If I believed your words, I would probably be surrounded by a group of soldiers when I got off the plane, and then sent to the gallows! Hum, Hou,

Saiin, you are too cunning, in order to punish your cunning, I decided to give you a small gift!"

Then, there was silence in the microphone, and then there was a noisy sound, as if people from Al Qaeda were beating someone. The sound got closer and closer. Hussein was stunned. He immediately analyzed the sound coming through the microphone.

Who is the owner of the voice? It is his old friend Birmingham. He often drinks with him on weekdays, and the two of them often talk on the phone to discuss the situation of the war in Afghanistan.

"Hussein, don't let the other side succeed, they are going to..." Birmingham's voice was interrupted just halfway through the shout. Then, the robber's voice came over the radio: "Sir, your old friend's voice should be recognized.

Come on. Our request now is very simple, immediately withdraw our troops from Afghanistan and declare war on the United States. Otherwise, our planes will present the most brilliant fireworks to the beautiful Her Majesty the Queen over London!"

"Asshole, this can't be done!" Hussein roared.

"If you can't do that, just wait!" The robber smiled coldly and said, "I tell you, there are many dignitaries and wealthy businessmen on this flight, and they were invited to attend the Queen's birthday. If you don't

Promise, I'm afraid they will become a spark and a firework on Her Majesty's birthday!"

"No!" Hussein was angry!

Toot toot…

A burst of busy signals immediately came from the phone, and the other party had hung up the phone. Hussein slammed the phone on the ground and roared angrily at a bunch of officials in the office: "You bastard, what's the matter?"

If you don’t contact the military region immediately, ask them to come over for a meeting!”


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