Song Heping raised his hand to stop, a simple gesture carrying undeniable authority.
"Let me tell you what reality is."
His voice was still calm, but each word was heavy like a thousand pounds.
"If my conditions are not met, within three days, the Abu You Brigade will completely control all major oil wells in Kirkuk, and by then it will not be the current twenty-two, but all thirty-seven. Within a week, the residual forces of the 1515 extremist organization in the direction of Mosul will be unusually active, attacking the western Kurdish Control Zone, while General Barzani's troops will be pinned down in Kirkuk, unable to return for aid."
