Hot-Blooded Middle East

Chapter 1: Iron-Blooded Judgment The morning fog in northern Myanmar is like a stagnant gray veil, shrouding this dangerous hilly area. The occasional gunshot from the distance exploded dullly in the humid air, announcing that this morning was unusual. "Falcon One reported that Area C has been cleared, twelve armed men were killed, and twenty-six guns were seized." "Falcon 2 reported that three underground fortifications were found in Area B, with a large number of electronic equipment inside, confirming that they are fraud dens." Reports came one after another on the radio. Ye Beijiang leaned against the cold bulkhead of the armored vehicle, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the handguard of the QBZ-191 assault rifle in his hand. Through the observation hole, he saw simple fortifications being turned into ruins amidst the roar of tank main guns, and the electronic fraud parks that once imprisoned countless Chinese were being uprooted one by one. This is the third day of the joint military operation codenamed "Thunder Sweep" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.