The mining machinery was working in full capacity, while trucks loaded with hundreds of tons of raw phosphate were moving back and forth across the mines and the refinery, kicking up a cloud of white dust across the barren lands of the mines.

Even Charlie couldn't help feeling a tinge of sadness watching the trucks that were as tall as three-floor buildings. If he had had them in Syria to help with construction and logistics at Ten Thousand Armies' base, they might have been twice as effective,