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Chapter 32 Necessary

I met my soldiers, and their eyes were filled with a light of confidence. I knew they all wanted to start the war as soon as possible, and I couldn't let them endure it for too long. In short, I believe we can capture this place.—————Ariel Salon.

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West Bank position.

The Israeli commander Brosh, who came to welcome Shamir, had already arrived here last night, just in time for a tentative attack by the Iraqis.\ During the fierce battle, his arm was injured by shrapnel. At this moment, he came to the Prime Minister with an injured arm and his eyes were covered with blood.

In the chilly wind, he kept coughing, while describing the past battle to Shamir in detail: "Last night - no, it was the most intense battle at three o'clock in the morning. Under the cover of artillery firepower of the opposite shore, the enemy attacked from four positions from four places, and reached the peak in the early morning. The night sky was full of flares, tracer bullets and shining flames... The Iraqi attack was very powerful. They captured the right wing of the Second Battalion, and a regiment stationed here was facing a crisis of collapse.\ But when I arrived here, I urgently ordered all the reserve teams to join the division to reinforce before I could hold on!"

"Okay - I get it!" Shamir frowned unknown and asked, "Is the tentative offensive of the Iraqis so powerful? What effective measures have you taken?"

"Our troops are too few, Mr. Prime Minister! I cannot connect the surrounding high ground to establish circular defensive positions. I can only establish isolated positions and narrow them to a range that the regiment's forces can control.^\.^^*\" Commander Brosh led the way for Shamir and a group of senior officials to a defensive position, while introducing the situation: "Although the outer edge of the position is reduced to the minimum range, its length is still too large, and our defensive forces are still very bare. The Iraqis are harder to deal with than we think..."

"They crossed the river to fight, and they actually forced the defenders to look like this..." A high-ranking official behind Shamir said with a frown.

Commander Brosh's face turned red and retorted unhappily: "Sir, the Iraqis are not a bad army. They destroyed the American airborne divisions in Saudi Arabia! Their weapons are very good, with a large amount of night vision equipment, and the performance of the tanks is also excellent.\The soldiers are very brave, and they have tacit understanding with tanks and tanks, and the artillery cover is also in place! To be honest, gentlemen, I think the quality of the army opposite us is not bad at all compared to the first-class troops of the Israel Defense Forces!"

Shamir listened to his report, with no expression on his face, but just stretched out his hand to pat his shoulder and said, "Brosh, thank you for your hard work! I should thank you for your heroic battle with your division. Your tenacious defense, as an excellent example, will have an important impact on our future combat operations... I wonder, in the future, facing the siege and attack of the Iraqi army, we cannot stand firm at the siege and attack. Should we take some effective counterattacks to attack the enemy?"

Commander Brosh did not speak, and he was also thinking in his mind that the Iraqi army's attack was very fierce.\But the main force remained on the other side of the river and remained unmoved. If this was dragged on, it would be extremely unfavorable to Israel.\I heard that there were not many battles on the Northern Front, so it would be better to take a few counterattacks to test it. Now the Israeli army has a terrain advantage. Although the Iraqi army is brave and flexible in combat, its tactical qualities are far inferior to the IDF, and it is not without hope of success when launching a counterattack!

Under the guidance of Brosh and his men, Shamir and others crossed the position and walked up a hilly trench. At this time, they stopped and saw that there were many burnt tanks and tanks in front of the fiercely fought positions, including Iraqi and Israeli.\

Shamir asked casually: "Are you buried the Iraqi bodies?"

Brosh smiled bitterly and said, "The corpse - not a single one is left! They have all snatched it back!"

Shamir's eyes stagnated and his expression became serious. The army opposite was indeed beyond his expectations!

But war is adventure! If we dare not use troops boldly at this time, we may never have a chance again... Shamir looked at the other side of the river and said in a low and firm voice, "I am planning a large-scale attack that will cost the enemy a greater price. We will cross the Jordan River and give them a fierce blow, just like we did to the Egyptians when we crossed the Suez Canal! The code name of this attack is called 'Operation Steel Cone'!"

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Iraq, Karama Military Base.\

Several base owners sat upright, looking at Liu Ming's back, and the fully armed Serimi stood straight by the door, like a steel knife unsheathed and sharp.\Liu Ming never looked back. His face was cold and calm, but his hands were clenched tightly into fists, and the veins were swelling and swelling, and then slowly released them, and repeated several times...

The chaos in Baghdad finally began, everything was surprisingly similar to what he expected.

The monster of power is finally no longer dormant. Iraqi officials who have not understood what democracy and law have long been beginning to show their swords and guns for power and status! Ambition is the most terrifying thing lurking in human nature. It will make countless comrades and relatives suddenly turn against each other and fight to the death. But power is incomparable and wonderful. What can be compared with the feeling of power standing at the top to control everything?

Iraq only has so much power, but there is the Ninth Division, the conservatives and even other forces eyeing it! At the moment when the war and revolution were not yet successful, so many forces began to get ready to move...

What can you do? Do you really think that your political talents can guide the direction of the future and control everything? You were just a student who did nothing...

The power struggle has always been so cruel. This kind of stipulation between the two factions and then comes forward to a great purge has always been a necessary means for those in power!

Necessary, necessary...you don't have to feel guilty...

Liu Ming was a little lost. Several people in the room were looking at Liu Ming seriously. Everything outside was as he said in the past few days! It can be said that everyone thought that everything was in his control, and he could suppress the rebellion with just a command, but Liu Ming's face looked very bad, pale and haggard with a heavy feeling. \Everyone could see what he was trying his best to restrain.

"Sir - the time is almost over!" Base Director Algarfar spoke and broke the silence.

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