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Chapter 1805 This is the Threat (First Update, Please Subscribe)
At the end of the runway at Amman Airport, a thick column of black smoke twisted and rose into the sky.

Although the surrounding fire trucks were constantly spraying fire foam, the wreckage of the plane was still burning. Amid the piercing sirens, the Hashemite security forces and rescue workers were searching for possible survivors. However, all they could do was collect the bodies scattered around.

At the same time, near the airport apron, five C707 passenger planes were parked there quietly.

Armored vehicles, military vehicles, and soldiers from the Hashemite security forces were everywhere near the plane.

Wang Changan pressed his forehead against the cold edge of the porthole and peered out through a gap in the sun visor. Three hundred meters away, the armored vehicles of the Hashemite security forces were parked there. Although they seemed to be on guard, from a military perspective, those people had no intention of rescuing them at all.

Because they were not on a combat mission, some security forces were even smoking there, with no intention of being on alert or fighting.

"It seems like something is different."

Wang Changan muttered to himself, and the burning plane wreckage he saw during landing appeared in his mind again.

The logo of Oceanic Airlines, SEA's airline, can be seen on the remaining tail of the plane.

More than one plane was hijacked!
Is this what they call a great move?

"They said if we didn't agree to their terms, they would kill the hostages..."

He heard a woman's suppressed sobbing behind him. Wang Changan knew it was the mother with twins without turning around. From her appearance, he could tell that she was from the Middle East.

So I can understand what those terrorists are saying.

Not only could he understand it, but there were also some company employees who had been working in the Middle East for many years on the plane, and they could also understand what those people were saying.

Wang Changan withdrew his gaze and adjusted his sitting position calmly. Occasionally, he would look at the floor, where there was a large pool of blood. It was the blood that flowed out after the Indian's throat was cut. Now the body had been thrown out.

This just goes to prove that they can really kill people!
At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a senior staff member said to everyone:

"Don't worry, they don't dare to touch us, we are SEAs!"

"Yes, didn't you notice? They don't dare to hurt us at all. They only killed Indians before."

After being reminded of this, the passengers remembered that the two people who were killed earlier were indeed Indians.

Well, we are SEAs!
They dare not do anything to us!
Perhaps it was because of this inexplicable confidence that the passengers finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to talk to each other.

Soon the cabin became a little noisy.

"Shut up!"

An armed man smashed the luggage rack with the butt of his gun, and the sound of metal collision rang out in the cabin.

Wang Changan has been observing these terrorists, just like the one in front of him. He has a Middle Eastern appearance.

Among the six terrorists, four were of Middle Eastern appearance, while the other two appeared to be Asian, possibly Japanese.

When did the Japanese become entangled with them?

The sound of their argument came from the first-class cabin, and Wang Changan pricked up his ears.

"Are you crazy? The crash was bad enough!"

This was the voice of the leader, who was called "Dashan" by his accomplices. Although he spoke Arabic, he had a thick Japanese accent:
"SEA's revenge will bring hell to all of us!"

"What are you afraid of?"

Another hoarse voice sneered,
"What can they do to us? All they can do now is pray."

The man said while sneering.

"After 24 hours, we will throw a body down every ten minutes. We want to let those damn guys know who this land belongs to and who is not to be messed with."

"Yes, we must let them have a taste of our power. They can defeat us on the battlefield, but we will never let them bully us like this."

Listening to the conversation between the terrorists, Wang Changan's fingertips tapped unconsciously on the armrest of the seat. He was still thinking about how to seize the initiative.

But relying on himself alone is not enough, and the other party also has submachine guns and bombs. If he cannot pay them off and detonate the bombs in the first place, then it will undoubtedly be a disaster.

Now how to do?
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In Hashemite Foreign Minister’s office, SEA’s representative to Hashem, Zhao Guojie, threw a stack of photos onto the minister’s desk. The colored photographic paper slid across the polished tabletop and stopped in front of Hashemite Foreign Minister Abdul.

"Now Oceanic Airlines Flight 112 has crashed at your airport during a hijacking."

There was an anger that was hard to conceal in Zhao Guojie's voice. He stared at the other party and then said.

"On that plane were our citizens, men, women and children..."

As he spoke, he pointed his finger at the top photo, which showed the wreckage of the plane burning, with many debris and luggage scattered around the plane.

Faced with such a question, Abdul replied somewhat awkwardly:
"You condemn all acts of terrorism, but what we are talking about now is the sovereignty of our country—"

"Now, you have to understand, this is not a negotiation."

Zhao Guojie interrupted him and said bluntly:
"I don't know how you dealt with Western countries in the past, but you must understand one thing. We - SEAs are not Germany, not France, not Britain, and not the United States. We are not Russia. We are SEAs, and we have very clear principles, that is, we will not abandon our citizens under any circumstances, and we will not allow anyone to harm our citizens under any circumstances. This is a principle."

Staring at the Foreign Minister in front of him, Zhao Guojie continued speaking.

"Don't discuss sovereignty with me here. We don't care about your sovereignty at all. We only care about our people."

Then he took a deep breath and said:
"So the only problem now is that you don't need to use the same words you used to fool the Western countries to fool us, because we don't care about you at all." Zhao Guojie's angry words made Abdul furious. He never thought that he would be humiliated like this, or his country:

"Mr. Representative, I have to remind you that Hashem is an independent and sovereign country and you need to take responsibility for what you say."

"Responsible? Haha..."

Zhao Guojie did not get angry but laughed:

"I'm telling you in a very clear tone, you only have two hours to decide whether to be our friend or our enemy.
Because then we won’t be speaking any language anymore.”

Zhao Guojie shook his head and stared at the foreign minister in front of him, speaking in a cold tone.

"You have to understand that we are not those Western countries. We will solve this problem in our own way. The so-called national sovereignty is not worth mentioning in the face of SEA security, and we don't care. We don't care about your sovereignty or your country.

We will give you basic respect based on international law, but if something happens to our people here, and you want to use the same words to deceive us that you use to deceive Western countries.

Then there is no need for your country to exist.”

"you you……"

Abdul was completely stunned by such a blatant threat. Born in the 1900s, Abdul was no stranger to the old times.

In that era when imperialists were rampant, the British and French never cared about the interests of small countries. To them, the interests of small countries could be sacrificed and trampled upon.

As for the sovereignty of small countries, no one cared about it at all in that era. It was not until the end of World War II that small countries gained a voice within the framework of the United Nations.

During the confrontation between the United States and the Soviet Union, in order to win over these small countries and expand their own camp, they began to care about the interests of small countries, and this also gave small countries the right to speak within the framework of the United Nations.

Over the past 20 years, they have become accustomed to and adapted to this international environment, and even developed an illusion that this international environment is natural.
Even if they are small and weak countries, they deserve the respect of big countries, because all countries should respect each other.

But in the face of such a warning, Abdul suddenly remembered that this world has always conducted dialogues from the perspective of strength.

The big powers may sit there smiling and showing respect in normal times, but in fact, every big power has their weak spots.

And now, the SEA representative in front of him was warning him with naked imperialism.

"You must know that the international community will not allow you to bully the weak in this way."

Although he understood the other side's imperialist behavior, Abdul still tried to maintain the dignity of his country.

"International community?"

Zhao Guojie sneered.

“Do you think we will give up the safety of our citizens because of accusations from the international community or international public opinion?
No, you are wrong.

We never care about international public opinion, we only care about our own people.

The terrorists have killed our people and the only option left is revenge - we will raze all the refugee camps to the ground, and if you don't stand with us, we will raze your country to the ground."

Zhao Guojie stared at Abdul in front of him and spoke in a tone that seemed calm but was actually full of anger.

"There are many camps in the north of your country where the terrorists live, where they receive training, where they make plans, where they set out to hijack our planes and kill our people, and their leaders are in those camps."

Zhao Guojie said:
"We believe that there are terrorists in every single tent there, and those terrorists are hiding in those tents."

He suddenly showed his white teeth and said:

"We will disinfect them with bombs today."

Abdul stood up suddenly, and the chair scraped on the carpet with a dull sound:
“There are a lot of civilians there!”

"It's all terrorists and their supporters."

Zhao Guojie corrected:

"My country has considered this an act of war... The way of warfare has changed since those terrorists targeted our civilians. We will fight them with the method of their choice. They attack our civilians, and we will attack them in return.

This is how war works. We will destroy all the camps, we will bomb everyone inside, we will hunt down everyone responsible for this, we will make all the terrorists regret why they came into this world, and we will kill their entire families."

Zhao Guojie's voice was as light as if he was discussing afternoon tea, and when he talked about killing the other party's entire family, his tone was extremely relaxed.

"Out of respect for you, or rather, out of respect for international law. You have two hours to convince the king—"

He paused, stared at the other person and said.

"You can either be on our side and help us to destroy all the camps, arrest and kill all the terrorists. Or you can be our enemy and we don't mind destroying your country, and you know very well that we have the ability to do so."

This is the threat.

How should Abdul respond to such a threat?

He should stand up and angrily accuse the other party of trampling on their country's sovereignty, but at this moment he didn't even know how to answer the other party, because he knew very well that SEA did have the ability to destroy their country!

Moreover, their aircraft carriers have reached the Red Sea.

They have declared a blockade of their territorial waters.

Do those damn guys realize who they've messed with?

(End of this chapter)