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Chapter 321 Test firing!

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"Talk?"

Sean was standing at the pier, watching the green trucks getting off the cargo ship. The corners of his mouth could not help but slowly curl up, "Okay, you know, I'd better talk. If anything happens, let's open it up."

explain!"

"Like this, in two days!"

"Fuck you YL?"

"Stop making trouble, what if you put me under house arrest? This is not the first time you have done this kind of thing!"

Sean said it so directly, which made the senior YL official on the other side look very ugly, "It's impossible, don't worry, Mr. Sean!"

Hamad bin Khalifa Al-Thani, Crown Prince of Qatar and Minister of Defense, who was standing next to him, turned to Sean with a strange expression on his face. This was too direct.

"You can pull me down. I'm sure no one can trust you YL people. McFarland has learned from the past. You admitted it yourself in the past five days. Is that still the president's security adviser? I am a small businessman. I dare not not

dare!"

"Just Doha, Qatar, come if you want, don't pull me down!" After saying that, Sean hung up the phone directly, and the senior YL official on the other end threw the phone down angrily when he heard the blind tone coming from the phone!

"Ahem, YL people?" Crown Prince Hamad asked with a smile.

Sean nodded and said with a speechless face: "Yes, you invited me to talk about the escort issue, what to say about preventing conflicts between the two parties, and you don't care about your credibility. How can you have the nerve to speak up?"

"These guys are simply a disgrace to Arabs!" Crown Prince Hamad also cursed. YL is really unpopular in the Arab world.

Heretic!

Sean reached out and gave Crown Prince Hamad a high-five. "On this point, we have reached a high degree of agreement. Religion is okay. People need to have faith, but extreme religion is too annoying."

Sean wanted to watch these missiles, and Crown Prince Hamad was always with him.

These launch vehicles, missiles, fuel, etc. all require Qatar to provide temporary storage bases.

The base belongs to the Qatari military, so Hamad has to accompany him throughout the entire process. Of course, he himself is also very interested in these big guys.

After all, who wouldn’t like giant ships and cannons? The romance of men!

And missiles are modern cannons, big guys that are more powerful than cannons!

Of course, the two of them would not just watch at the dock. Sean specially took the crown prince aboard his own battleship to have a good look around.

It is also to show strength and negotiate a good price for future military defense orders.

A few hours later...a military base outside Doha.

We chose this place because of the permanent underground fortifications. Most of the Doha soldiers who were originally stationed in their vehicles withdrew, leaving only a small number to familiarize themselves with the situation.

Dongfang sent a squadron of 70 people over. After all the weapons were put into storage, the squadron leader walked up to Sean and saluted, "Sir, all the weapons have been put into storage."

"Everything is fine." Sean returned the American military salute.

“All intact!”

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone!" Sean said with a smile: "Have a good rest today. We still need to practice tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, I will prepare a live ammunition launch. Then it will all depend on you."

"Promise to complete the mission!" Another military salute was given, and the answer was sonorous and powerful!

piu bright!

Sean couldn't help but admire in his heart.

This group of people are all the best among the best in the military. They came out this time to familiarize themselves with the situation here and to explore ways to stay stationed in Saudi Arabia for a long time. At the same time, they also wanted to show a good image of the Red Army outside, so they were given instructions before coming.

political tasks.

Everyone is really full of energy and high-spirited.

The squadron leader turned around and went down to make arrangements. Seeing the figure walking away, Prince Hamad couldn't help but admire, "They are really elite!"

"The soldiers in the east are completely different from us." Sean nodded and said: "You know, they have not surrendered. As long as the superiors do not order a retreat, they are really willing to fight to death, even if they are all exhausted.

A bullet will kill you with a knife, and you will never surrender or retreat."

"A few years ago, female Prime Minister John Bull visited China with the power of victory over the Falklands, trying to retain the governance of Hong Kong Island. She was frightened back by the designer's words, 'Chinese people are poorer if they are poor, and they are not afraid of death in war.'

, I obediently agreed to return the concession upon expiration."

Hamad opened his mouth and remained speechless. He imagined that scene but had no idea how to evaluate it.

Anyway, Qatar's soldiers will never have this kind of fighting will.

Prince Hamad: Absolutely impossible, I am very confident (laughing and crying.jpg)!

After the squadron leader left, Sean called the person in charge of missile operations of the umbrella over.

Considering that missiles on his side will also be the main deterrent weapon in the future, Sean specially recruited retired Lieutenant Colonel Horace Oden of the US Missile Force when recruiting people this time.

"The operation will be tested tomorrow, and the live ammunition will be launched the day after tomorrow. Learn all their operations as soon as possible."

We were notified a long time ago that the operation manual and system have been changed to English.

"Okay, boss!" Horace Auden also saluted the American military salute with a bang.

Just looking at him, he wasn't as imposing as the squadron leader from Dongfang. From Xiaonian's point of view, Dongfang had the same expression the whole time he came, like a robot. Nothing could make them feel flustered. Just looking at him made them feel at ease.

The retired soldiers on my side may have left the military camp, and the constant tension in them has subsided. Of course, the military discipline of the US military is also much different from that in the east.

Well, ideological education is even different.

"That's it, have a good rest!"

After seeing everything settled here, Sean left with Prince Hamad.

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"What is escort? Escort is to protect our water...to protect our ships!"

"Congress has notified shipping companies with business here about this news. Therefore, every cargo ship passing through the Persian Gulf will notify us."

"The military will provide GPS system support this time, of course, only within the Persian Gulf!"

The GPS system is a project of the U.S. military in 1958. Its main purpose is to provide real-time, all-weather and global navigation services for the three major areas of land, sea and air, and is used for some military purposes such as intelligence collection, nuclear explosion monitoring and emergency communications.

"So, we can monitor the position of our ships at all times based on GPS!"

"In order to facilitate our escort, I have entrusted the Congress to notify the major shipping companies to uniformly use the waterway close to the Saudi side."

"The Kunz class is mainly deployed near the Strait of Hormuz and is responsible for the security of the section from Doha to the Strait of Hormuz, while the Kilin class is responsible for the section from Kuwait to Qatar."

"As soon as you find YL or Lao Sa's fighter planes flying in the sky, immediately give me a warning. All-weather surveillance is unlikely. The sea area is too large and we don't have the ability to do so, even if we use helicopters to assist, so!"

Having said this, Sean glanced at the warship officers present and said, "So, if our merchant ship is still bombed, then we can fight back nearby. If there are planes to hit the warships, but there are no planes to hit the warships, as long as it is a military target, you are welcome."

, call me!”

"Hit me hard!" The veins on Sean's neck burst out!

In fact, at this time Sean felt that it would be great if he had a fighter jet!

Of course, this can only be thought of for the time being, and it is basically impossible. There is really no need for that thing. The key is that it is expensive.

When playing fighter jets, throwing 2 billion into it is just a small splash.

Sean, as the backbone, set the escort policy, and this group of people had confidence in their hearts.

Fighting, with warships that are far more advanced than YL, they are really not afraid!

Early the next morning, the two warships entered their respective defense zones directly.

On the other side, Chinese personnel also began to pull out the missiles to adapt to the environment.

Sean, at the moment, is greeting Saudi King Fahd at the airport with the Emir of Qatar, Khalifa bin Hamad Al Thani.

(Qatar is not called the King, it is called the Emir)

Last time Sean left a trap for the Saudi King, which made the Saudi King unable to sleep well for many days.

Just when I was about to get the artifact that would conquer the country, you suddenly told me that it would be difficult to deliver my baby halfway through the birth. Isn’t this so deceiving!

I, the King of Saudi Arabia, am not short of money!

Everyone was very skilled in the process. Thanks to Sean's confusion last time, Qatar also knew that the Saudi King was planning to secretly carry out a mass murder.

Sean didn't hide anything anymore this time and told the story in a more elaborate way.

From the hostility of those arms companies to the Pentagon's belief that Chinese missiles will seriously threaten the security of bases and operations in Italy, Turkey, and the Middle East and North Africa.

Arranged a treason hat for Sean!

A series of domestic pressures, including the IRS coming to collect taxes...

This made King Fahd's heart twitch after hearing this. He felt that he had understood the core of the matter. He breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little bit distressed at the same time.

However, problems that money can solve are not problems in Saudi Arabia!

At the same time, I am also very happy that I asked Sean to help with this matter. Otherwise, looking at the attitude of the US military, I would never be able to handle this matter by myself.

"So, how much more money is needed?" Fahd asked aloud.

Sean took a deep look at Fahd and said, "King Fahd, I can only say that you are very lucky!"

Sean's words made Fahd confused.

"Eastern has only sold missiles once, and that was to me, so they don't know the actual price of such missiles in the world!"

"I got it for 1,100 a piece!"

As soon as these words came out, Fahd's eyes popped out, "This is too cheap, I want as much as I want!"

The Emir of Qatar next to him was not much better, and kept shaking his head.

At this moment, Fahd was not concerned about how much money Sean transferred, that was all trivial matters.

"Of course, you know, the situation in the East is special and has been blocked by Western societies led by the United States. Therefore, it is possible not to have this understanding."

"But, at the same time, for this reason, they do not want their missiles to cause big trouble in the Middle East, so they do not agree to give Saudi Arabia the right to launch. The East must decide whether to launch based on the actual situation."

"How can that be done? I bought weapons, not brought them back for inspection!" Fahd became anxious on the spot.

"So, I used a price of 1.3 billion to persuade the other party to give up most of their rights. There are two layers of launch codes, and they control the last layer. The purpose is to prevent these missiles from appearing near the eastern border and affecting their homeland.

"

"Other than that, Dongfang doesn't care!"

"Okay!" Fahd stood up excitedly. Money or not, he had already given it to Sean anyway, as long as he got the missile.

"I really tried my best for you. This matter has been full of twists and turns!" Xiao En claimed the credit: "After all, it is a national artifact, a sharp weapon that suppresses a country's destiny. It is really difficult to get it!"

"Otherwise, I want 30 more..." King Fahd said with a roll of his eyes.

"Don't think about it!" Sean waved his hands quickly. It's not that he doesn't want to make this money, but it's just that the amount is too much.

Take France as an example. They only have 18 land-based medium-range ballistic missiles in total. If Saudi Arabia wants 60, you are going crazy!

All said and done, Fahd asked for 6 more coins. This number was set by Sean, 36, which sounded nice, but the price of the last 6 coins was still 240 million each!

If you don’t have any money to make, I’ll play with your balls!

Fahd didn't object to this, although he knew that Sean still made a lot of money and let them do it on their own. The US military was a big problem.

He is not Sean, and he can't handle it for 1.5 billion.

The rest is simple. Sean asked for 3 billion in cash and transferred the rest.

Part of it was to settle the account with China, which was requested by Mr. Li, and part of it was to Shen Bi.

Shen Bi wants to use it to plug the holes in Sean's bank, reserve cash, and prevent runs.

Of course, you can also exchange some of the 'black money' left over from last time.

The matter came to an end, and Sean invited Fahd to watch his Dong-1 live ammunition launch.

Fahd readily agreed, and the missile landing point was required to be in Saudi Arabia. They would choose a desert to see the explosion effect in person.

Sean had planned this early on, so he naturally agreed.

Fahd immediately selected a location in the country and quickly transported a batch of equipment to test the power of the explosion. Well, although the military power is backward, such equipment is still available.

If you have money, buy it!

Regarding this missile test, Qatar, Saudi Arabia, including the United Arab Emirates, Bahrain, and Kuwait who received the news were all more positive than Sean.

The YL people only found out when they came the next day!

Sean refused to go to YL, and even made a lot of ridicule. Considering that the "YL scandal" is currently in full swing, and the relationship between the United States and Iran is officially at its most tense moment, the YL people have no choice but to come over.

Of course, the key is that Sean has a good reputation, has a bad temper, and is tough.

When he saw Sean, the YL official took the initiative to extend his hand. Sean glanced at him with his eyelids and put a mocking smile on his lips without any intention of reaching out. This made the Qatari official who was following him silently lower his head.

The senior YL official's face turned from white to red, so red that he was about to bleed. This is a fucking national-level meeting!

Even during the Cold War and the Cuban crisis, the two sides were not so stiff on the surface.

"Sean, where are your politeness? This is the American attitude!" the YL official roared with a blushing face.

"Yes, this is my attitude, how about it!" Sean took a step forward with murderous intent, glaring condescendingly at the other party.

"You!" YL official didn't expect Sean to rush forward suddenly and subconsciously took a step back.

"Damn it, you do little fucking things in private, arrest reporters, put you under house arrest, stab you in the back, blow up our merchant ship, how the hell do you expect me to have a good attitude towards you!" Sean stretched out his hand and punched the other person directly in the chest.

, "I tell you, grass mud horse!"

The YL diplomats were completely stunned at this moment. After so many years of diplomatic work and so many negotiations, this was the first time they encountered such a person. He was full of foul language and unreasonable at all.

"This is the attitude of you Americans, then we have nothing to talk about!"

"Ha, I am me, America is America, and this is my fucking attitude. If you want to talk, you can talk, if you don't want to, get out!" Sean pointed to the door, "Stop fucking pretending to be here with me, I'm in front of you

You have this attitude towards the British Prime Minister, who the hell do you think you are."

"You, you, you!" YL diplomat was furious, but even after saying this, he would not stay here even for the sake of YL's face.

"Shawn, just wait!" He said a harsh word and turned around to leave.

Sean gave the Qatar staff member next to him a look.

As soon as the YL man took a few steps, he found his arm being pulled by someone. He turned around and saw that it was a Qatari staff member.

"Calm down, calm down, let's all calm down. Things still have to be discussed. It doesn't matter if there are conflicts, but the communication channels cannot be cut off to prevent things from slipping closer to the abyss."

"We are all adults, right!"

"Okay, okay." The Qatari staff kept tugging and tugging, and the YL man made some pretense. After getting off the steps, he finally walked back.

After trying it again, the YL person no longer had a smile on his face. He said with a straight face and a stiff tone: "Is the United States going to intervene in the war?"

"You hit yourselves, don't implicate others. I didn't care before, but now that I'm here, it won't work!" Sean punched the table, "I only have one thing to say!"

Sean raised his hand and pointed at the YL people, "I don't care about any reason, I only look at the results. Whenever a ship flying the American flag is attacked, I will immediately launch the most violent revenge. There will be planes fighting against planes, warships against warships, etc.

If not, I will blow up your base!"

"Whether it's YL or Lao Sa, no one can do it!"

The YL man opened his mouth to speak. He wanted to say something about the accidental bombing, but when he saw Sean's cold eyes, he swallowed his words.

"There's no way to communicate with a barbarian like you!!"

"Ha, I'm just savage, what can you do!"

After saying a few words without speculation, the YL man got up and left after understanding Sean's point of view.

Angrily, the leader of the YL diplomats walked around and cursed, "I will definitely not do this kind of thing next time. I just don't want to be an official and I don't want to eat this food. Even if I starve to death, I don't want to see this barbarian!"

"

Heading towards the port, this group of YL people did not want to step on the same land as barbarians like Sean.

Sean is gone, but the Qataris cannot leave. They still have to send gifts out of the country.

While waiting for the ship at the port, two Qataris started chatting and asked, "A missile will be tested soon, will you go and see it?"

"I would like to go. I haven't seen a missile test launch. Ballistic missiles are not available in many countries in the world!"

YL people:???

Silently, he walked towards the two Qataris who were talking secretly.

"Nonsense, there are a few people in Qatar who have seen it." The Qatari who asked the question said: "It is said to be from the Umbrella Company. You said, how can a private company have such heavy firepower? This is too exaggerated.

"

"It is indeed an exaggeration. It is said that there are quite a few missiles, all of which have a range of 600 kilometers. According to the armed forces of the umbrella, they are stronger than the military forces of most countries. I heard that the military satellites of the US military are serving them."

Standing behind the two of them, YL's eyes almost popped out as he stretched his neck to listen. What, that barbarian came with missiles?

"It must be stronger than most countries. The annual turnover of Mr. Sean's company is higher than the GDP of many countries!"

"What missile? Ballistic missile? From Umbrella Company?" the YL man couldn't help but asked behind the two of them.

They are both Arabs. Although the relationship is tense, the Qataris cannot afford to offend YL. "During the Umbrella escort, they were stationed in Qatar. When we came this time, Umbrella Company brought 10 ballistic missiles."

The YL man who originally thought he heard wrongly was startled and asked anxiously: "American? How many kilometers has the range? Nuclear warhead?"

The Qatari spread his hands and said, "I don't know about that, but I will test it in five hours."

YL people look very ugly, test shooting in Qatar, where do you want to shoot?

The look on his face...ah, it's YL!

If you want to say that Sean doesn't mean this, people will definitely not believe it!

If you don’t believe it, you have to go and see!

Let's see if Sean is bluffing or if he's really going ballistic.

He walked a few steps back to his team and ordered: "Contact Sean immediately and tell him that we are going to watch the test firing!"

The men looked at their leader with confused expressions.

Just now, just now, you said...

"Look, hurry up!" Of course the guy in the lead could see what his subordinates meant, but that was all in the past tense.

Let the past things go with the wind, he thought with some sadness.

Quickly contacting Sean, Norris, who had already received Sean's arrangement, began to talk about it and shirk it.

The more evasive you are, the more YL people want to see it.

There was no other way, Norris could only reluctantly agree.

After hanging up the phone, Sean nodded while standing aside, and Lorraine muttered in a low voice, "You are so bad!"

"Is this a bad thing about me? People, they don't cherish things that are too easy to get, especially these ugly people!" Sean sneered.

Lorraine was stunned and nodded slightly in agreement.

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The launch base, royal families of various countries, Sean, everyone came here early, while the YL people stood alone, no one paid attention to them.

The relationship between YL and Saudi Arabia is sour. YL has repeatedly threatened to attack Saudi Arabia. Well, it is not really a threat.

After all, planes were really sent to attack the Saudi border...

In this way, it can be said that he means what he says.

Otherwise, King Fahd would not have spent a lot of money to acquire ballistic missiles!

The entire launch process does not end with 1,2,3 ignition.

Most ballistic missiles of this period were liquid-fueled, and the fuel was stored separately and had to be filled before launch.

Sean's main purpose was to let Fahd see it with his own eyes and let him understand that this thing was not played by the Saudis.

From a distance, I watched a group of Easterners working there. The entire launch process took about 3 hours. The liquid fuel itself was a bomb, and it could detonate directly if you were not careful.

In this regard, the three-hour launch preparation time of Dong-1 is more than one hour less than that of Dong-3.

After all, it was a missile developed in the 1960s, and it was indeed technologically inferior to those of the United States and the Soviet Union.

However, even if they stood and watched for 3 hours, Prince Fahd and his group did not feel bored. It was the first time they saw it, and there was a Chinese translator explaining it.

Sean specially arranged it.

After 3 hours of preparation, the missile was loaded onto the missile launch vehicle.

Everyone also got on the car one after another and drove out behind the launch vehicle.

It's not that launches can't be launched here. The main reason is that this time it is a simulated actual combat. The vehicle-mounted launch platform does take longer to prepare, but its mobility is also unmatched by fixed launch silos.

Once a war breaks out, the maneuverability makes it impossible for the enemy to effectively block the launch of one's own missiles.

And once this thing is in the air, it is almost impossible to intercept it. The speed before the final strike can exceed 6 Hz!

When they arrived at the scheduled launch point, a group of people got out of the car and saw the launch vehicle stopped and the trajectory began to slowly build up.

The 17.68-meter projectile, even if you stand a little further away, and the base is as high as a 7-story building, you still have to hold your head high to see it.

With a diameter of 1.6 meters, this size can accommodate more than a dozen people on Hong Kong Island...

Everyone stepped back and watched the Dongfang launch personnel wearing gas masks performing final debugging checks and locking on the target.

The faces of YL people are very ugly. At first glance, this thing is much more powerful than Lao Sa's Scuds.

Speaking of which, Lao Sa also said at this time that he had the ability to modify missiles, such as the modified Scud C, which has a much higher range.

Well, if you take out more than half of the explosives in the warhead, the range will indeed be far...

Wisdom!

ten minutes later.

"Request to launch!"

"Launch!" Sean ordered.

"1,2,3, light the fire!"

"Poof!" A stream of fire erupted from the bottom.

In his eyes, bright orange fireworks were billowing in all directions, waves of heat were coming, and the yellow sand on the ground was rolling in circles.

In sight, the dark green projectile slowly began to rise. When it left the launcher, its speed had already increased.

Everyone's eyes lifted as the projectile rose.

The missile pulled a long white fox tail and roared into the sky. No one was willing to look back until it was completely invisible.

If you have never seen the shock when dozens of tons of things are lifted into the air, you will never be able to understand the power of industry.

The physical and mental shock made people reluctant to speak for a long time.

It was also the first time for Sean to watch it. I don’t know why, but he was very excited at the moment. He was so excited from the bottom of his heart. His face was red, his eyes were wide open with bloodshot eyes, and he was trying not to let tears stay.

He stretched out his hand to cover his heart, his heartbeat was very powerful.

Even if his surname is Rockefeller, even if he becomes the top rich man, even if he is as powerful as ever, but...

My heart is still red after all!

"Fuck you!" Sean waved his hand and cursed with a ferocious expression.

The sound was so loud that the Chinese personnel not far away turned their heads and looked over with surprise on their faces.

They didn't understand why Sean was so excited.

Sean raised his hand and rubbed his nose to control his emotions, then turned his head to look at Fahd, "How is it? How does it look?"

"Awesome!" Fahd was also inexplicably excited at the moment. What he was excited about was that soon, Saudi Arabia would have a second-generation ballistic missile that was more advanced than this one!

When I thought about this, I straightened up.

Turning his head and looking around, he looked at the group of kings around him, and then looked at the YL man not far away who looked like his mother had died. Prince Fahd wanted to shout, "Who else is there!"

Seeing Fahd's head raised so high, Sean couldn't help but want to laugh, so he leaned in, tilted his head and whispered in Fahd's ear: "Isn't it great!"

"It's great!" Fahd gritted his teeth and said, it's been a long, long time since he felt so good!

"Should we wait here for news about the missile target area or go back and wait?" Sean asked loudly.

"Right here!"

"Yes, it's quick, isn't it!"

Everyone was talking a lot.

"Hey, you guys aren't leaving yet!" Sean walked over and looked at the YL people through his nostrils and said.

YL people don't say anything, they just rely on it.

"Ha!" Sean sneered and ignored them.

At this time, everyone from the East looked a little nervous. They had only actually fired this thing twice.

Now the guests are watching. Whether the target can be accurately hit in the end and how big the error is are all related to the face of the country.

It's strange that they aren't nervous.

time flies.

At the target site chosen by Saudi Arabia, a fireball was seen rolling in from the sky. The speed of 6.36 Hz caused the projectile to produce flames when it rubbed against the air.

"coming!"

"Quick, find cover!"

Shouting, a group of people had just taken cover when a large fireball fell from the sky to the ground, and then, "Boom!!!"

There was a loud noise, and even though it was a thousand meters away, everyone felt that the sand was shaking continuously.

No one dared to look up. The shock wave kicked up sand and dust hundreds of meters high, whizzing past.

But the aftermath of the explosion completely passed, and everyone was covered with sand.

He got out, shook his head, and a group of people looked at it from a distance and quickly rushed over.

They want to test various equipment...

In less than half an hour, the news reached Prince Fahd.

"The distance from the coordinates is 98 meters, the guaranteed power is equivalent to 1.5 tons of TNT, the crater is 15 meters, the width is 18.6 meters, and the shock wave is 280 meters..."

"Just tell me if it's powerful or not!" Prince Fahd was anxious. Why are you talking about such a big pile of data as if I can understand it?

"Big, big. The killing radius of such a missile can reach 400 meters." The reporter added in his mind, debris or debris set off by the shock wave.

Anyway, if the king wants to hear this, just tell him this.

"Very good!" Prince Fahd heard what he wanted to hear and hung up the phone happily!

He knows the detailed data of East 3. It is longer, thicker and larger than East 1, which means it is more powerful than East 1.

The test was successfully completed, and both the range and accuracy were satisfactory. Upon receiving the news, everyone at the scene cheered.

Including the group of American soldiers who protect the umbrella, after all, they will control this thing from now on.

In most countries, they can also shout "Who else!"

The only people who were unhappy during the whole process were the YL people!

Before leaving, Sean deliberately leaned over and said with a sinister smile, "I hope you can't abide by the rules, then I can let my big darlings eat meat. Experiments or something, after all, it's not real enough."

"Come on!" Sean clenched his fist and made a cheering gesture.