A technological powerhouse starts to develop a wrong technology tree from Type 59

Chapter 112 Abdul: Why are you sneaking around? Come over here openly.

At the same time, Abdul from Saudi Arabia in the Camel Region was sitting in his office, frowning and looking distressed.

Although he successfully captured and destroyed the intelligence organizations of various countries in Saudi Arabia in the last operation, the current situation made him feel very difficult.

In order to obtain detailed data on the Apocalypse Tank, various countries actually sent more powerful and elite intelligence personnel to infiltrate Saudi Arabia.

These intelligence personnel are more hidden and their methods are more sophisticated, which has put Saudi security forces into an unprecedented dilemma.

Faced with such a serious situation, Abdul had to devote more time and energy to deal with it.

At this time, some domestic competitors took the opportunity to make false accusations against him.

They seized every opportunity to try to discredit Abdul's image, weaken his position, and weaken the impression of him among the leaders above them.

But fortunately, due to Abdul's previous outstanding performance, he was appreciated and trusted by his superiors.

Therefore, he was not left out, but instead gained more power and resources.

Abdul slammed the table angrily and said through gritted teeth: "It's so abominable! These intelligence organizations of various countries are simply haunting us. As soon as we destroy one, they immediately rebuild another. If this continues, we will never be able to completely eliminate them."

Salman on the side shook his head helplessly, sighed and said: "Alas, there is nothing we can do about it. Earlier, the Eagle Sauce leaked the data of the Apocalypse Tank, which brought us huge troubles."

"Especially since the armored defense of the Apocalypse tank is very good, the leaders of various countries certainly want detailed intelligence about it, and have even issued a death order to obtain the metal on its body in order to detect the special metal material in it."

Suddenly, Abdul had an idea and he thought of a good idea.

"Salman, I have thought of a solution that can reduce the activities of intelligence personnel from various countries in our country." Abdul said mysteriously.

Salman on the side looked at Abdul in confusion. He wanted to know what good ideas the other party had.

Abdul then told Salman his plan in detail and asked for his opinion.

"What? Commander Abdul, you want to hold a grand testing event for the Apocalypse Tank and invite military observers from home and abroad to participate?" Salman widened his eyes and looked at Abdul in disbelief.

Salman was obviously shocked by Abdul's crazy plan!
Is this really okay?

Why does it get more and more ridiculous the more I think about it!

Will the leaders above agree with Abdul’s idea?

Abdul had a lot on his mind. He thought that since so many countries were curious about the Apocalypse Tank and wanted to find out more about it, they might as well show it to everyone generously.

There are several benefits to doing this.

First of all, it can reduce the frequent activities of intelligence personnel from various countries in Saudi Arabia, and the country's own army will not have to deal with the harassment of these intelligence personnel.

Secondly, by demonstrating the strength of the Apocalypse tank, we can show our strong military strength to the outside world and "flex our muscles", so that other countries will be awed and fearful.
Finally, the purchase of new weapons and equipment is intended to enhance national defense security, and doing so can also improve the sense of security of the domestic people.

When Abdul elaborated on the benefits of this plan in detail, Salman's eyes, who were standing beside him, suddenly lit up.

This is indeed a very good idea and can solve many problems.

However, they faced a key problem.

That is, the number of Apocalypse tanks currently owned by Saudi Arabia in the Camel region is not enough to implement Abdul’s grand plan.

Abdul smiled slightly, showing a confident expression and said: "This is easy. I will send a telegram to Lin Chenran and ask them to have the 077 Mechanical Military Factory to expedite the production of a batch of Apocalypse tanks for us. In this way, we can quickly hunt for Apocalypse tanks and show off our muscles to the world."

He added: "By making this decision public in advance, countries that attempt to steal intelligence through various means will realize that they no longer need to spend a lot of resources and energy on spying."

Who would be willing to invest more money and take the risk of stealing intelligence secretly when they can obtain intelligence about the Apocalypse Tank openly and for free?

Abdul's plan can not only protect its own interests, but also effectively curb espionage activities in other countries.

A good thing that kills two birds with one stone!
Then, Abdul immediately asked Salman to come up with a plan. He also telegraphed Lin Chenran, who was far away in Yan Country, and begged him to help produce a batch of Apocalypse tanks quickly.

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Yan Country Linjiang Province 077 Mechanical Military Factory

At this moment, Lin Chenran was sitting in the office processing documents. Suddenly, a telegram was delivered to him.

The telegram was from Abdul and its content was urgent and important.

Lin Chenran immediately realized the seriousness of the matter. He ordered his assistant Xiao Liang without hesitation: "Go and invite Mr. Song over. We need to discuss things immediately."

Not long after, Song Xiyun hurried to Lin Chenran's office door and knocked on it.

"Knock knock knock!"

Lin Chenran's calm voice came from the office: "Come in!"

Song Xiyun pushed open the door and walked in with big strides. He asked anxiously, "Chenran, what's the matter that you called me here so urgently?" As he spoke, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand.

Lin Chenran motioned for Song Xiyun to sit down first, and then said to Xiao Liang: "Xiao Liang, please pour us two cups of tea."

After Xiao Liang left, Lin Chenran slowly said: "Mr. Song, this is a telegram from Abdul, please take a look first." After that, he handed the telegram to Song Xiyun.

After Song Xiyun took the telegram, he quickly unfolded it and began to read it.

His eyes were focused and serious. As he read deeper, his brows gradually furrowed and an expression of doubt and confusion appeared on his face.

"What is Saudi Arabia doing? Why do we need to speed up the production of a batch of Apocalypse tanks and deliver them to them?"

After reading the telegram, Song Xiyun looked up and looked at Lin Chenran blankly, trying to get some explanation or clues from him.

However, Lin Chenran looked at him mysteriously, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if hiding some secret.

"Guess!"

Lin Chenran's tone was teasing, which made Song Xiyun feel helpless.

He rolled his eyes and responded dissatisfiedly: "You are still a child! Guess~guess~guess~"

Song Xiyun was obviously not interested in this ambiguous answer, and he decided to take more direct action.

So he stood up and prepared to leave the office, as if to say, "If you don't want to tell me the truth, then I'm leaving?"

Seeing Song Xiyun's actions, Lin Chenran realized that he could not continue teasing him.

He quickly picked up another telegram from the table and handed it to Song Xiyun.

Song Xiyun snatched the telegram and couldn't wait to read it.

When his eyes scanned the words on the telegram, his expression instantly turned into surprise and disbelief.

"This……"

Song Xiyun muttered to himself, and the telegram in his hand trembled unconsciously.

"Is the Camel Region Saudi Arabia 'flexing' its muscles in front of all the countries?"

Lin Chenran smiled slightly: "Yes, that's why Abdul is so anxious for us to prepare a batch of Apocalypse tanks."

(End of this chapter)