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Chapter 2464 An Eye for an Eye, a Teeth for a Teeth (Second Update, Please Subscribe)
It is because of your boundless kindness that you have single-handedly pushed this country into disaster!
Faced with Frank's accusations, Sarkis and the others did not defend themselves; their faces were full of bitterness.

Why did they agree to let those people come to Lebanon back then? It was to appease two other factions. Those two factions had been pressuring the government to accept their brothers asylum in the country. Facing this pressure, and also to appease them and maintain national stability, they were forced to agree to let people who wouldn't even want their own brothers come to their country.

Just a few years later, they paid the price for their folly. When radicals mingle with even more radicals, the fate of the country is sealed.

Just like in Jordan, they staged the story of the farmer and the snake.

This time, having learned their lesson in Jordan, or more accurately, gained experience, they launched an attack almost immediately after gaining a foothold.

This is why the former master almost lost his country.

“Mr. Special Envoy, you are right.”

At this moment, a man who looked to be in his fifties and was wearing a suit came out and said something.

"It is precisely because of our boundless kindness and concessions that we have lost our country. We once owned 70% of the land and 60% of the population of this country, and now?"

He asked the question while looking at the other people in the office.

The man who stepped forward was Bashir, the leader of the Falange Party. A month earlier, he had repelled the Syrian army's intervention, forcing them to withdraw from the northern region as they attempted to occupy the entire Lebanon.

He is now the most prestigious person in the Maronite sect, and of course the biggest warlord, which is why he appeared at the Presidential Palace.

To participate in this dialogue, which is also what sEA requires.

"Now they have taken away the vast majority of our land and driven our people out of our land."

Our people are displaced, forced to leave their homes. They huddle together on limited land, barely surviving here. And what about them?

The guests we invited into our home—they took our home, killed our children, and violated our wives and daughters. Yes, that's what they did.

Bashir's tone was angry. As he spoke, he even cast his gaze at the cabinet members, many of whom had advocated for concessions in exchange for peace and national stability.

"Eight years ago, for the so-called peace—as you say—for the stability of this country, we agreed to their demands and opened our homes."

But this is what they've given us in return: millions driven from their homes, their houses, their land, their property looted. Mr. President, gentlemen.

We've had enough of them, and our people have had enough of bloodshed, gentlemen.

Faced with Basil's anger, both the president and the officials wore extremely complex expressions; they were both embarrassed and helpless, because it was indeed their "mistake"!
However, the price paid for this mistake was far too high—millions of people were displaced and driven from their homes.

Bashir then turned his gaze to Frank in front of him, having already gained some understanding of this special envoy.

This special envoy was born in Germany and attended an elite school during the war. After Germany's defeat, he immigrated to the SEA with his family. After graduating from university, he worked in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and is now the third senior executive officer of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

“Mr. Special Envoy, just as you said, the story of the farmer and the snake has played out on this land, and here we have paid the price for our folly. I don’t know how the President will respond to you.”

But what I can tell you is…

Bashir looked at the special envoy before him and said solemnly:
"God said, 'An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.' I think that's what we need to do."

As Bashir finished speaking, President Sarkis first pursed his lips, and then said:
“Mr. Envoy, we have already paid the price for our naivety and stupidity. Now it is their turn to pay the price for their atrocities.”

Then he pointed to the envoy's eyes and asked:
"What do we need to do next?"

Looking at the united front of him, Frank nodded and then said:

"First of all, we and the British military will only enter Lebanon at your invitation to provide you with the assistance we can and to help you combat terrorist organizations."

"There is no problem with that."

Sarkis said it bluntly.

"Mr. Special Envoy, Beirut and the whole of Lebanon need the protection of the international community. We have been appealing to the international community ever since they launched this war three years ago and took our country away. We have been asking the international community to intervene and help us, but until now, only you have responded to our request."

This was a perfect match, and for these people who had been driven to the coastal areas and were barely surviving, help from the international community was exactly what they had been hoping for.

More than an hour later, as Frank's convoy was heading towards the international airport, a convoy of Wuling pickup trucks suddenly appeared from a distance.

They blocked the road, shutting out the convoy on the road that was just a wall away from the international airport.

The special forces escorting the envoy's convoy immediately took up arms and confronted them, but did not fire immediately. However, the escort team called for backup at the first opportunity.

Seeing these suddenly appearing armed personnel, Antoine, amidst his tension, said:
"It's the PLO's army, and their leader has been requesting a meeting with you."

Frank glanced at the armed men outside the car window and said in a calm tone:
"We will not deal with terrorists."

Then he sneered.

"Are they planning to force me to come? If so, I really admire their courage."

As it turned out, Frank's guess was very correct; the other party simply didn't have the courage to force him. After the convoy was stopped, a so-called minister hurriedly came over.

Through the car window, Ablutov said:

“Mr. Envoy, I am here on behalf of PLO to request a direct meeting with you.” Because of the thick bulletproof glass, it was impossible to hear what the other party was saying, but out of courtesy, Frank still pressed the window button.

“Sir, thank you very much for giving me this opportunity. I need to clarify a misunderstanding for you, that is, we have never instructed anyone to carry out a terrorist attack against you in London, and we are willing to assist you in the relevant investigation.”

Looking at this so-called minister, listening to his explanation, I realized they had repeatedly stated this over the past few days.

But what's the point of such a statement?

However, Frank still said:
"First of all, we will not engage in dialogue with any terrorists, but at this moment, out of courtesy, I would like to ask what kind of assistance you are referring to?"

"We will allow your investigators to enter our controlled area to conduct their investigations, and will provide them with security and full cooperation with their investigations."

Is that enough?

We've already shown our sincerity, haven't we?

As Abrutov looked at the other man, thinking to himself, only one thought remained: to stop them from entering Lebanon.

If their troops enter Lebanon, a disaster will undoubtedly await them.

"Oh,"

Frank sized up the other person, then asked in return:

"What are you?"

what?
The other party was taken aback, clearly not expecting such a question.

"This is Lebanon. Why do we need your permission to conduct this investigation? And what is the position of the Lebanese government that once sheltered you?"

Such a question effectively killed the conversation. However, Ablutuv didn't seem embarrassed at all and answered directly.

"I mean providing you with the greatest convenience within our controlled area and fully cooperating with your investigation to find the real terrorists."

"Um,"

Frank nodded, then said:

"You don't need to worry about that. We'll take care of those issues."

Faced with his answer, Lutuf frowned and looked at him questioningly:

"Mr. Envoy, do you really want to start a war?"

"It's not that I want to start a war, but a war has come upon us without warning, and all the evidence points to you, to this place."

As Frank spoke, he glanced at the armed men behind Lutuf and said:
"You can say you were unaware, but you can't deny one thing—those terrorists received military training in your camp, and the way they launched their attacks is exactly what you're good at."

Some of them were once key members of your organization. Of course, you can say you were unaware of this, that they have left you, that they have started their own groups, but—”

Frank looked at the guy in front of him, a graduate of the American University in Cairo, and said:
"Such an explanation might satisfy some countries, but in our view, it's an insult to people's intelligence. Do you think we would believe it?"

His question startled Lutuf for a moment, and then he said:
"This matter really has nothing to do with us."

His explanation is weak because, to this day, he has no evidence to prove that PLO did not plan this, and of course, the other side has no evidence to prove that they did it.

If it were another country, they might listen to their explanations, after all, they have to consider the impact on international public opinion. But now they are dealing with another group whose values ​​are influenced by "tradition".

They had dealings eight years ago, but what about now?

They had no choice but to confront this scoundrel again!

"It does not matter."

Frank shook his head, then said:

“We will find the evidence, and we will find the real culprit behind this. Of course, our troops will come here to make sure that.”

“Mr. Te, if you send troops here, you will definitely regret your choice today.”

Lutuf's tone became somewhat agitated, and he looked directly at the other person as he spoke:

"You must understand that we will sacrifice everything to protect ourselves and are willing to pay any price for it."

Perhaps due to his excessive excitement, Lutuf clearly forgot one thing: the person in front of him and the country behind him never feared any threat. Their rhetoric used against Western countries was obviously meaningless here.

Faced with such a hollow threat, Frank smiled and pointed to the sky, saying:

"Our army has arrived."

As he finished speaking, the distant roar of helicopter rotors echoed...

(End of this chapter)