The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.
"Ayatollah," the boss spoke in Persian, with a heavy Russian accent, "the time has come."
There was three seconds of silence on the other end. Then Khamenei's voice came, old and calm: "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure."
Three seconds of silence again.
"Okay."
4:00 PM sharp, Tehran, underground command center of the Supreme National Security Council.
Khamenei put down the phone and looked at the military map in front of him. The Golan Heights, Sinai Peninsula, Southern Lebanon, three fronts have already exhausted the Squid Man. Now, the fourth front.
He turned to the Islamic Revolutionary Guard Corps commander sitting opposite him.
"7th 'Valadi' Missile Brigade, launch."
The commander stood up, saluted, and turned to the command platform.
