Chapter 409: Play tactics with me?
“Damn!”
“Seven days! I’ve been in Tijuana for seven days. Is this how you entertain foreign guests?!!!”
Iraqi Minister of Intelligence Barzan finally roared out his anger, pointed at Goebbels and yelled, "I want to see Victor! Let him come to see me!!!"
"I want to ask him, Do you understand diplomatic etiquette! ”
Snap!
Goebbels raised his hand and directly blinded Barzan, who was less than 1.7 meters in front of him. Half of the opponent's face instantly became red and swollen.
Gah...
The atmosphere on both sides became awkward immediately.
Holy shit!
Do you take action at the slightest disagreement?
"Calm down, Mr. Barzan, Mr. Victor is very busy now." Goebbels' eyelids twitched and he looked at him with a half-smile.
The angry eyes of the Iraqis became clear instantly.
The pain on his face brought him back to his senses.
Actually, the main reason was that he had been here for seven days, and every day I took him shopping, visiting museums, and listening to Victor propaganda plays. I didn’t even see Kwaukemot twice. They were all "little minions." ”…
This made Balzan feel slighted and finally broke out today.
It’s just...
Anger comes like a tornado, but it also disappears very quickly.
Looking at the unkind-looking Mexicans next to him, Barzan knew that he had offended their "emperor" with his "words", just like in Iraq, if someone asked Saddam to come to see him, Balzan would be equally angry.
Have a look…
As long as you slap hard, people will automatically explain it to you.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, his face twitched, "Sorry, I lost my temper."
Goebbels patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, I forgive you. "
…
The Iraqis following Barzan felt ashamed and lowered their heads.
"Then I will take you to visit anti-drug education today?" Goebbels asked with a fake smile.
"Thank you for bothering me these two days. Thank you very much for your hospitality. I have some work in Iraq and I need to go back..."
Barzan doesn't want to stay here anymore. It's a shame!
Goebbels didn't force him to stay, so he sighed with a look of regret.
But they were very considerate and asked the driver to take them to the airport.
Walking on the hanging staircase, Barzan looked back at the deserted airport, with a sinister expression and a flash of dissatisfaction, and said in Kurdish, "Shame! Shame! Shame!!!"
< br>"After returning to China, we used our intelligence systems in the United States and Europe to declare to the outside world that a war had formed between Mexico and Iraq. The strategic alliance will provide the latter with intercontinental missiles!"
"I want to make Mexico notorious among the Jewish collectives!"
The relationship between Iraq and those people is not good. Why did it happen later? Saddam Hussein will fall, and some think tanks have given their opinion that there are "thousands of years of grudges" and there are people behind it who are adding fuel to the flames.
You know, Iraq stood with Germany during World War II.
Of course, the effect is lower than in Italy.
Balzan wants Victor to be "disgraced" in the North American ecosystem!
If Mexico dares to sell intercontinental missiles, even if the news is true or not, Victor will be offended by many people.
But in fact, if Victor knew about his "three axes", he would even want to laugh.
Offend others?
I, Victor, don’t have a good reputation in North America and Europe, okay?
Who doesn’t know that I am moody?
The main reason for not meeting Barzan is that he thinks Saddam is too stupid. He doesn't want to talk to drug addicts and will sweep you away sooner or later.
The plane soared into the sky and flew for more than 10 hours. From Mexico to Iraq, it had to stop in Istanbul, Turkey.
Taking advantage of this gap, Balzan got off the plane and took a breath of fresh air.
In the bathroom, after washing his face and regaining some energy, he went to the lounge to rest under the protection of two bodyguards. But at this moment, he suddenly saw two girls in sexy clothes walking over quickly and standing in front of him. A smile.
Barzan was startled. The two Asian-looking women opposite him sprayed an unknown liquid on his face in his horrified gaze, and then left with a smile. The two bodyguards were completely at a loss.
Because it takes less than two or three seconds in total.
No one could have imagined that this would happen.
Barzan panicked and felt something was not good. His intuition told him that something was very wrong!
"Quick! Ask the airport staff to take me to the infirmary to clean my face..." His voice became sharp and he yelled at the bodyguard.
The other party hurriedly ran to find the airport personnel.
The passengers next to him got out of the way, wondering why he was so crazy.
Soon, the bodyguard came with a female airport employee. Barzan told him what happened just now, and the other person took him to the infirmary.
But just when his left leg stepped forward...
Balzan's face suddenly turned red, and there seemed to be something stuck in his throat. He fell to the ground and rolled in pain. The bodyguard was really panicked when he saw this, and immediately went up and shouted, "Sir! Sir!"
The other party His eyes bulged, he stretched out his hand, tremblingly, and twitched the corners of his mouth, and an unknown object came out along with a foul smell.
The next second...
Balzan stared and died.
Someone is dead! ! !
When the airport staff saw this scene, they were so frightened that they shivered and called people with trembling hands on the walkie-talkie.
The two bodyguards knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, with tears everywhere.
They could already see the plight of themselves and their families.
Saddam will definitely kill himself!
This scene of "the master crying and the servant crying" shocked the airport staff. After inquiring about the deceased's information, they were also stunned.
Saddam...half-brother? ! ! !
The matter was quickly reported to the Turkish government.
And the gust of wind here also began to rotate to the world...
With the speed of the news media, the news quickly spread to Baghdad.
In the Palace of the Faithful.
In the office on the second floor.
Uday, the eldest son of Saddam, smiled at the secretary who poured him coffee and said, "Thank you."
The female secretary blushed and glanced at him when she left. , the other party nodded to her very gently.
This...
Mr. Uday seems to have changed!
He became gentle, polite, and even apologized.
This was unimaginable before. If anyone offended him, regardless of right or wrong, they would all be killed!
He once raised two white tigers, seriously. Then one day, the white tigers lost a little weight, so he chopped up the trainer and fed them to the dogs!
He also made the other party’s whole family into food for tigers to eat!
Simply brutal.
But since being imprisoned by Saddam, he is completely different from before.
But little did he know...
Uday was looking at the secretary's buttocks, squinting his eyes with madness.
If...
Cut these off and stick them with chili oil, they must be delicious!
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door, and then the attendant ran in with a look of horror, "Mr. Uday, President Saddam wants you to go to his office. It is very urgent!"
< br>"What happened?"
"Mr. Barzan... was assassinated in Istanbul!!!"
Uday stood up suddenly, with a look of shock and anger on his face, "How is that possible? ! How could this happen? ”
"I'm going, I'm coming." He hurriedly walked around from the chair, but his leg hit the corner of the table. He grimaced in pain, but he still managed to hold it back.
The entourage nodded quickly, closed the door, and ran to inform Kusai.
When he was alone in the office, Uday turned his head, looked at the glass hanging on the wall, and smiled!
I cried again...
The whole person looked like a psychopath.
"Barzan, why don't you support me! Why! Am I not more suitable to succeed Saddam than that bastard? Hahaha, don't blame me, don't blame me!!"
He said to himself in a very depressed voice Talk to yourself.
The voice was very slurred...
He rushed to the bathroom, washed his face, and then put eye drops on himself, and the tears fell down instantly...
rushed out office, wiping "tears" and running upstairs, shouting, "Uncle! Uncle!"
People on the same floor also knew the news about Barzan. When they saw Uday crying, they all cried silently.
Because...
Mr. Barzan is really a rare good person in Iraq. He will intercede with Saddam for others. He will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. He is also gentle and tough. His His work was meticulous, he...
What a pity...
Uday rushed into Saddam's office without knocking on the door. He saw his father smoking a cigarette, his hands shaking, that picture There are also tears on the face...
This Iraqi tyrant is actually crying right now?
Beside him stood two people, one was Saddam's eldest brother Watban, and the other was the second brother Sabawi. Both of them also had bad expressions. When they saw Uday rushing in, their expressions changed. Different, Wattban twitched the corner of his mouth.
My left leg feels sore...
His leg is disabled, who did it? Uday!
The nephew shot his uncle's leg with a gun and made it lame...
Can Wattban look at him well?
When Saddam saw his eldest son who had barged in without knocking, he angrily picked up the ashtray and was about to smash it. Suddenly he saw Uday kneeling on the ground, crying in pain, "Father" , Uncle Balzan is gone, how did he die? Please tell me, I want to avenge him, I want to avenge him!"
Kneel on the ground and knock on the ground hard.
The crying was heartbreaking.
Everyone in the house was immediately stunned. Kusai, who also came to the door after hearing the news, twitched his eyes when he saw his boss like this.
Hold!
Shameless!
Saddam's expression softened, and he yelled in a hoarse voice, "Stand up!"
Uday sobbed and shakily got up, wiping his tears.
Wattban looked at each other and felt even more dissatisfied. This nephew was so good at acting. He didn't believe that this little bastard would get better. Can a dog change to eating shit?
The second brother Sabawi looked at him up and down...
"Qusay, come in too." Saddam looked at his second son and nodded.
The other party hurriedly ran in and stood with the elder brother.
"It seems that you also know that there must be revenge for this matter! Investigate it for me and find out who did it."
"Father, could it be a Mexican? "They don't have a good relationship with us..." Kusai asked quietly from the side.
Uday clenched his fist nervously, and he almost laughed in his heart.
Thank you brother, I am going to throw trouble on Victor. He has not forgotten the humiliation he suffered in Mexico!
Getting rid of Balzan, who was unwilling to support him, and blaming Victor on it was like killing two birds with one stone.
But the tense look of his muscles fell into the eyes of his second brother Sabawi. His pupils shrank, and he lowered his head as if thinking of something.
Saddam was silent for a moment, then raised his head, "Check first."
He looked at his two sons with some hesitation. Both of them were very nervous. Uday suddenly stood up and said, "Father, leave it to me. I must find out who killed Uncle Barzan!"
< br>Kusai looked at his eldest brother in shame and regretted that he had not come out earlier.
"Then let Sabawi be responsible, and you can help him."
The second brother who was called out shivered, looked at Uday, and then at his elder brother, He was mentally confused for a while.
“Yes, father!” “Leave Balzan’s work to Qusay.”
Kusai, who was originally disappointed, raised his head in surprise, but Udai's expression dropped, and he almost lost control, and his super male gene almost exploded.
"You go out, Sabawi and Watban will stay."
The two came out of the office. Uday had a gloomy face and didn't even bother to say a few words to his brother. He returned to the office. He locked the door, shut himself in the inner room, took out a poster from a crack, and when he opened it, it was Saddam's poster.
It is already full of holes.
"Father! Why don't you give me a chance? Why!"
Why!
Why don’t you believe me so much? ! !
Why do you give everything to your brother! !
He took a knife and stabbed Saddam's head hard, venting his anger.
The desire to kill my father became more and more serious in my heart.
Kill Saddam!
I shall be the king!
…
“Barzan is dead?”
Victor was startled when he heard the news.
"He was killed by two women at Istanbul Airport. The police have arrested two people. One of them is a Japanese and an Indonesian. They claim to be actors in a prank show. The director asked They randomly found people spraying liquid at the airport, but they didn't expect to die..." said George Smiley, who is in charge of intelligence.
"This is really a coincidence."
"Some people have already suspected that it has something to do with us... We sent people to kill him. Boss, do you want to make an announcement?" Casare said in asked next to him.
Victor smiled disdainfully, "Will people listen to you after you send it? Do I need to explain to them? If they want to listen, just come to me in Mexico!"
"If Saddam is also dissatisfied, let him come and touch me. I would like to see how many pounds of bones he has left."
Why should I, Victor, explain my actions to them?
“But it’s uncomfortable to have a shit basin on someone’s head. Check, check carefully to see who is trying to do this to me.”
“Could it be an American?” George Smiley blurted out, but when he finished speaking, he saw his eldest brother and second brother looking at him, blushing and laughing, "Professional habits, professional habits..."
No matter what happens, blame it first. America, that's right.
It's not its fault, is it my fault?
In fact, it is simply impossible for the United States.
The person who spoke at the Pentagon was the general’s father-in-law. Under the coordination of “him”, the 4th Division withdrew from Texas and avoided a larger conflict. Although some red necks were dissatisfied, it was also the same Some people think that Donald Rumsfeld is more suitable for current American politics.
And CIA leader Stanfield Turner was dragged into the water by Hydra.
Who does Hydra belong to?
Doing it...
Victor is the mastermind behind this.
Victor puffed out his cheeks and blew out the cigarette from his nose. "We are growing too fast. There are always people watching us. We have to get used to it. Don't be afraid or nervous. We will kill anyone who is unhappy with us." His whole family!”
“Kill his whole family!” Casare hurriedly responded.
“The main thing we need to do now is to get the informant into Kimahuakan, convey the information inside, and provide intelligence help to Guderian.”
"General, please rest assured. I am in charge of this matter. We have deployed more than 100 agents and pulled more than 300 informants. It is a joke for them to fight a people's war in front of us. Victory cannot be on the side of drug dealers." This way."
"The right time, the right place, and the right people, we will win!"
"I have asked the Air Force for help to send 300,000 leaflets to Kimahuakan. Dropped in the sky, calling on the people to join us in opposing drug dealers and fighting drug dealers, and even if they are the right ones, the Tijuana government will exempt them from their crimes!"
Victor was very satisfied...thrown the cigarette to George Smiley, Signaling him to smoke, "Well done, keep up the hard work."
"Defend Mexico to the death, defend the general to the death!" George Smiley saluted and shouted loudly.
Under the leadership of the invincible Victor, Mexico will surely move towards glory.
"Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."
Victor stood up and said with a smile, leading them towards the canteen.
He just likes to eat with everyone.
This is called being close to "subordinates".
…
September 4th.
The atmosphere in Kimahuakan was extremely tense.
The water and electricity have been cut off...
This is the government army forcing them to come out and surrender. They will shut off your water and electricity to see what you do.
Of course, we can still carry it for now...
The most important thing... No poor person dares to surrender. The local gangs ask them not to bathe and save water. Water will be distributed in a timely manner.
No. 4 is the day of flooding.
A group of poor people were waiting with buckets. The thin Alex looked like a fallen leaf in the crowd, and he was almost turned into a biscuit after being squeezed, but he still looked at the distance hopefully.
"Coming! Coming!!" I don't know who shouted, and I saw a water tanker coming, followed by two pickup trucks with more than a dozen armed men sitting on them. As soon as the truck stopped, , the poor people rushed over.
"Stand back! Stand back, line up! Line up!" the people shouting, but the poor people crowded forward instead. The angry gangsters pulled the bolt of their guns and shot at the dozen or so people in front of them, suddenly... …
It was instantly wiped out.
"Fuck X! If you don't line up, there will be no one!"
The blood spattered on Alex's face, and he was shaking all over, scared, helpless, and panicked, on the ground The poor people all died, and the bucket that fell on the ground was instantly stained red with blood.
“Queue!!”
The poor wanted to run away, but without water they would really die. They could only line up timidly, not daring to speak. When they accidentally saw the corpses on the ground, they all looked away in panic, not daring to look more.
The person who handed out the water opened the faucet, left it on for a few seconds, and then closed it, "Next."
"??"
Looking at the water in the bucket, Without a finger, the poor man cried, "Mr. , sir, please give me some more, I have 5 people in my family, this is not enough..."
"Go away, just take water and rub it on your lips to moisturize it, everyone has no water, if you keep talking nonsense, I will Beat you to death," the gangster said impatiently.
As soon as he took out his gun, the begging poor man ran away.
“Next~”
The gangster grunted in triumph.
Soon it was Alex's turn. He looked at the water in the bucket, opened his mouth, and could only lower his head and leave...
After taking two steps, he ran quickly.
"Alex, fuck you! Stop it!" A tall, strong man ran over from behind, caught up with him in a few steps, and blocked him.
The man looked to be in his 30s and looked at Alex's bucket greedily, "Give me the water."
"No! Not!"
When the other party saw how uncooperative he was, he shook his hand and escaped with a knife. He came out and waved twice fiercely, "Don't make me kill you!"
"No!!" Alex hugged her tightly, her eyes panicked, but also very determined. This was The hope of my whole family, I can drink dirty water, but they can't.
He still remembered his dead father telling him that a man should be responsible and take care of his family.
The tall and strong man was also cruel. He rushed over and waved his hands vigorously, waving the knife randomly, and fought with Alex. The difference in stature between the two was too big, and soon the latter started to bleed. , his arm was cut, and the bucket was taken away.
With a black face, Alex covered his face and cried loudly, "Give me the water! Give me the water!"
The poor people passing by all looked indifferent...
Slums have no rules and fairness since ancient times.
Alex shouted desperately...
Suddenly, there was an exclamation and everyone raised their heads.
I saw airplanes appear in the sky, flying overhead, and then groups of leaflets were scattered and fell down one after another.
Falled on the ground, on the roof, in stinking ditches...
Alex’s face was also fluttered. He had tears in his eyes and his eyes were red. He was holding a leaflet. He knows how to read, his mother taught him.
I saw it read:
"Dear compatriots!"
"The great General Victor cannot bear you working for drug dealers and gangsters. Everyone is one family, as long as you , walked out of the slums, shouting "Long live Victor!" In exchange for hot water, food, accommodation and doctors, the government will provide houses to the first 6,000 people who surrender to the government. The general has prepared everything for you.”
Alex's hand retracted and he felt something in his heart as he looked at the description. He looked around and saw many people holding leaflets with different expressions. Apparently... some people were also moved.
You can get what you want by going out to the slums.
Who is not moved?
"Put it all down! You are not allowed to take it. Anyone who takes the leaflet is betrayal. We promise that the whole family will not keep it!" The angry gangster also saw it and was furious. He looked at the poor people around him and shouted loudly, They even had people shoot into the sky.
Alex threw the flyer into the ditch and ran home bruised.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw his mother and thin sister looking at him.
"Son, why are you like this? Who hit you?" the white-haired mother asked nervously. She was young, only in her 30s, but she was already mentally and physically exhausted.
"Mom, the water was stolen!"
Mom paused and touched Alex's face, "It's okay, it's okay. As long as you're safe, it's okay." She hugged herself My son comforted me.
Alex gritted his teeth, looked at his hungry sister who had no "A", then looked at his mother, and suddenly said, "Let's run out and surrender to the government forces!"
! ! !
My mother and sister both looked at him in shock.
“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” I just saw the flyer. The government troops will provide us with food and doctors. Your illness will definitely be cured.”
“The government troops are not necessarily good people...” my sister said softly.
"That's better than waiting to die here!"
"How many more days can we hold on? Three days? Five days? Seven days?"
Alex shook his head sadly, " The gangsters killed people again today, and I’ve had enough.”
He wiped his tears and was very determined.
“I want to leave the ghetto!”
"Mom, I...I don't want to die here. I don't want to die like a numb bird in this slum. I want to go outside and see, I want to live!"
Live...
Looking at her son's eyes, the mother's heart trembled, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and she hugged her son and daughter tightly, "Then let's go and wait for death in the slums, why not give it a try..."
She didn't know Is this decision right or wrong?
But…
She didn't want her baby, who was born in ten months of pregnancy, to die like a mouse in the stinky ditch of the slum. Without water, their whole family would die in three days.
Then give it a try...
Maybe...
Maybe God loves you?
Always try it...
Wei...Victor also tried to bless.
……
(End of this chapter)