Chapter 162: Crushing grass, and storming snakes

An Feng's sensational words did not cause much trouble. A mercenary beside Cui San grinned and expressed everyone's voice: "We are seeking wealth and honor in danger. We come here to exchange our lives for money. The more dangerous we are, the richer we are, right?"

An Feng nodded: "Yes, after the action tonight, the reward will be very high - I will give you a special bonus."

"Then what else can I say? Who do you need? Just say it." The mercenaries replied.

An Feng turned to Cui San: "A few people who are skilled, run very fast and have extremely accurate marksmanship.

Cui San responded with his chest straightened and said, "I'll take a selection."

When Cui San was selecting the team members, An Feng lowered his head and thought for a while. When the other party selected the right team member, An Feng pointed out Argyle and the Iraqi bodyguard Us and said, "Cui San, you lead the team yourself. From now on, Argyle will take over the safety of the base. Us, you and me out of the base."

"Wait, what is the plan?" Cui San hurriedly stopped An Feng.

An Feng returned to the table. At this moment, on the basketball court, the computer discarded by the old man and others, as well as the phone left by the old man, were charged. An Feng turned on the computer and browsed for a while, and immediately forwarded the contents in the mobile phone storage card to Odney. Then he reassembled the old man's phone. After a while, Odney called out the old man's recording from the mobile phone storage card, and used the software to synthesize the old man's voice: "I'm ready."

"Working grass will scare the snake," An Feng finished speaking, and immediately called Salvi, who was chasing the old man.

"Hi, my dear Salvi, tell you a sad news, I'm not dead yet..."

Although the sound on the phone looks very similar to that of an old man and his phone number is also from an old man, his tone is not like to speak. The old man is a cunning person, and most cunning people don’t like to offend him directly. Even if he hates you so much that he can’t help but smile at you, caring and will not offend him directly with words... But Salve forgave the old man’s offense. Whoever was chased like this and was seriously injured and waiting to die? I guess he couldn’t help but feel bad temper.

"You are not dead yet, this is good news for me. Don't worry, I will dig you out, even if you hide in the hole, I will find you... I want to know where he is hiding, now, right away..." Salvi's last words were yelling at the people in his room. An Feng did not hung up the phone, he listened to the movements on the phone, and only heard the sound of three or two mobile phones dialing around Salvi, and the trolling Iraqi dials rang noisily.

An Feng made this call to allow Odney to lock Salvi's specific location through the mobile phone signal. This takes time.

The people around Salve were busy contacting the old man's friends - they both had the same resume, and the people who knew each other were almost the same. Salve knew who the old man could ask for help.

Two minutes later, a subordinate covered the phone and whispered to Salvi: "23 minutes ago, the old man had just contacted Taha Bidavi Hamand. Hamand said: The old man told him that a young man from the CIA would ask him for something..."

It turned out that it had been a minute since the old man evacuated.

It's late at night now, very deep and dark.

Salvi immediately hung up the phone, but...the eavesdropping on him had already begun. Although Salvi hung up the phone, his voice continued to come from his cell phone.

"Harmand said that the old man told him that the CIA young man had a way to send people out of Iraq and hide his identity. The old man said that the young man was not charged high, and if anyone wanted, he could contact him."

After the coalition forces occupied Iraq, they issued a wanted card warrant, and 54 former Iraqi executives wanted... but they eventually caught or killed nine wanted criminals, and the remaining wanted criminals disappeared through secret channels. This time was the time when the wanted criminals were looking for a way around.

An Feng still wanted to listen. On the oil tanker in the distance, Odney cheered: "I found it, I found him."

An Feng pointed at Cui San: "Ashe, take two people out and dress up as staff from Blackwater Company..."

Cui San immediately asked: "We, we, what kind of costume do we use?"

"Cui San, let your subordinates wear local Iraqi clothing. It is said that Aquaman Fork Company's security uniforms. When necessary, you take off your coat and change them into Iraqi people..."

The night makes people lonely, frightening, and irritating... Well, in fact, all the feelings that the night brings are just out of fear of the unknown.

In the dark night, even the best hunter could not see much farther. He could not see the direction he was moving forward and the danger around him. It was possible that a tiger was four or five meters away from him, but his eyes were shrouded in darkness. The tiger's nose smelled humans, but humans did not know that the danger was right beside him.

Salvi was very upset this night and called several times in a row, which made him feel very bad...

Well, years of dictatorship have left Iraq with no backbone, and the living leader Yu Bu is all slaves who are flattering. When an old man who was originally at a loss suddenly appeared with an authentic American around him, even if the American is just an American military doctor, everyone turned around and began to wag his tail at the old man and flatter him.

Since his leader was hiding from the hole and was also caught by American soldiers to review his teeth, all Iraqis are looking for opportunities to sell themselves and defect. Now they have finally seen an opportunity, but they can't be so angry - no one is willing to let go of those reserved people easily, just waiting for the price, thinking that the price is not suitable for the time being.

After Salvi came out in person, several calls were made, and the news that the old man found a new backer spread. Some guys who had attacked the old man side by side with Salvi during the day also seemed to be afraid on this night. They flickered their words and vague attitudes. No one was right to communicate with them. Those "neutral people" - those guys who did not participate in the attack during the day - vaguely revealed some old man news. They said that the old man had found them and half-true and half-falsely revealed some of the call content.

But Salvi didn't believe anyone because the information coming was too chaotic, and most of the messages were contradictory, making Salvi not sure who to believe.

After Salvi decided not to contact his old partner, he wandered around the room in annoyance.

The night is very quiet. Now in Baghdad, there is not even a barking dog, only Salvi keeps stepping

The place where Salvi is now staying is an ordinary residential building in Iraq. This small brick-concrete building is only five stories high, with two households on each floor. The entire building has four units, and employees of the same unit live in - Iraq before the war had no real estate industry, and the houses were all allocated by the state.

Relying on sufficient petrodollars, the Iraqis actually lived a good life before the war. As long as they got married and got married, they could apply for a house from the unit. Therefore, often, residential buildings and the entire building were people from the same unit, and everyone knew each other as soon as they opened the door.

However, the people in this residential building did not know Salvi, and they did not know Salvi's true identity. To be honest, the four people ordered to keep the party dues this time were inconspicuous and not familiar to the public.

In the past, when the leader was still on the stage, these four people were engaged in party affairs, while the Fuxing Party only allowed one leader in the party, and only one nobleman was allowed in the country. Except for the leader and other families, everyone else was slaves and it was a big deal. Once someone was too fond of showing off and became familiar with the public, and the people's admiration for the leader and their families were divided, such people... would often die ugly.

Salvi moved into the building in the name of a family in the building. Later, the residents on the unit he was in were secretly moved away. Except for the first and second residents on the first floor, who were left for cover, the rest of the floor were Salvi's bodyguards - but these bodyguards did not know the details of the party dues.

Since he decided to attack his companion and seize the withdrawal password of his other half, Salve immediately cleaned up the bodyguards who had been attending the meeting and guarding outside the door. Some of the passionate young people were encouraged to commit suicide and explosions. Those who were more slippery and liked to defraud the bodyguards I asked for were usually unable to move. Salve assigned them to charge forward in everything and enjoy themselves later. As a result, after more than a month of exile and escape, the bodyguards who had known some inside information were "sprayed with blood" by him.

This is great, so I don’t know the slightest news of the party’s fees. What these bodyguards know now is Salvi’s former prominent identity. Originally, Salvi didn’t want to expose this, but he couldn’t coax others to charge forward.

Salvi never regrets attacking his companions.

In this chaotic era, he believed that if the old man found an opportunity, he would attack him, and he was just a little faster than the old man, that's all.

During the day today, he incited hatred by the old man's informing the US military, thus gathering armed forces to launch an attack on the old man. At first, Salvi exaggerated the action with heroism, as if it was an ancient Arab-style vengeance campaign, but he did not expect that after years of cruel suppression by the leader and the emphasis on absolute obedience, there was no independent thinking person in the party.

When obedience has become inertia, everyone will automatically serve the strong.

Now, an American appeared beside the old man, which clearly confirmed the old man's betrayal, but everyone retreated instead. Everyone stopped charging, everyone wanted to be the leader... What's the matter

Saddam was betrayed by his confidants, and so was bin Laden - Arabs never lacked betrayers

Salvi himself was a betrayer, but when others showed their intention to betray him, he felt... very uncomfortable.

In the middle of the night, a relatively accurate information was finally sent. A former supporter of the old man was about to escape urgently. Because the matter was urgent, the old man had to reveal his hiding place - he invited this guy to the former underground air defense command post and met on the ruins.

Salvi's eyes lit up at the underground air defense command post. He knew that the underground air defense post could actually hide people, but after being attacked by depleted uranium bombs, the radiation residue was relatively high, but this radiation residue was not unbearable. If the US military's anti-radiation drugs could be obtained, it would be the safest to hide in the underground air defense post after covering the surface with a layer of lead liquid.

There is only one way to enter and exit there.

As long as the exit is blocked, no one inside can escape.

Salvi immediately asked: "When is the date set?"

Salvi's subordinate raised his wrist, looked at the gas needle luminescent watch on his wrist, and replied: "There are still forty minutes before the agreed time. I guess there are not many people around the old man. He asked his supporters to bring seven or eight people and a cart of food over..."

Food? Is the old man unable to even guarantee food now? Didn’t he have a support from a US intelligence officer?

The former enemy is now so embarrassed that Salve didn't care about exploring it, so he just went there with pride. He raised his eyebrows happily and urged his subordinates to continue: "Continue, continue, talk, and say more."

"The US intelligence officer was also next to him. It is said that he was staying in the green zone as a military doctor. He participated in the call. After the phone was connected, the old man said a few words and then introduced that the US military doctor answered the call. It was the US intelligence officer who agreed to meet..." The subordinate added.

"Oh, American?" Salvi was full of contempt.

The subordinates agreed and burst into laughter.

Although the Americans defeated Iraq, the Iraqis still despise the Americans. Before the war, Saddam surrendered to President Bush forty-seven times and agreed to international inspectors to go to Iraq to conduct inspections of weapons of mass destruction. But he actually understood himself that senior Iraqi officials understood that Iraq could not create weapons of mass destruction, and Iraq did not have the technology.

However, leaders like to play games that make fun of the US president, and all Iraqis regard this as a rare entertainment. Every time Saddam surrenders, he promises to undergo review, either an hour or a few minutes, or a day at most, the leader decides to repent and refuses to undergo verification. All Iraqis suddenly burst into cheers. They hope that the game will last forever and will last until the end of the world. Unexpectedly, the Americans are unwilling to cooperate and directly punches.

Despise Americans, even if they are now beaten to the point of bruising and swollen, they still think Americans are stupid - look at them fooled by their leaders, hehe, it's great entertainment

After having a good time, Salvi asked again: "How many people do they have?"

The subordinate shook his head: "The old man didn't say how many people he had left, but the people who asked the other party to bring their weapons. Our people guessed that the old man was embarrassed. He had neither people nor food under his command, so he could only hide in a crypt with radiation residue."

Salvi blinked and asked the other party: "Why? Why didn't the US intelligence officer hide the old man in the green area, why didn't he provide help to the old man, but instead asked the old man to ask his compatriots for help? Why did the old man ask his compatriots to meet at the underground air defense command post?"

The subordinate shook his head gently, but immediately said firmly: "Baghdad belongs to Americans during the day, and at night, it is still Iraqi. Your Excellency Secretary, no matter what, we send some people to see, there is nothing wrong with it.

Salvi agreed with this view. In Salvi's view, his subordinates' life and death seemed as light as a feather. He didn't care about using a few troops to test the old man's cautious strength.

After walking around in a circle, Salvi waved his hand: "Go and arrange it, gather people to go and take a look."

When his subordinates were arranging personnel, Salvi continued to think in circles.

It is said that it is thinking, but in fact his IQ is not high. His main strengths are stupidity and obedience. If he is too smart, his superiors may be worried that he will surpass himself and replace him, so he will step on him early.

Salvi used to rely on his own stupidity to win the trust of his superiors and rely on flattery techniques to gain the favor of his superiors, thus gradually increasing his power. As for IQ... Is this thing allowed for the content of the Baath Party? What are the brainwashing movements targeting?

At this moment, Salvi could only exercise his small intelligence, guessing the old man's current situation, and guessing the old man's action plan. After a while, he put himself in his shoes and considered:

Perhaps, the old man only contacted a low-level intelligence officer... Well, the old man was seriously injured and his subordinates were also injured. They urgently needed treatment, so he found an American military doctor on the head.

The reason why that secret meeting was called a secret meeting was that except for the four heavyweights attending the meeting, no one else knew the specific agenda of the meeting... Oh, the leader could not find it at that time, and everyone decided to escape separately, but the leader always liked to divide and govern it. Once he left, no one of our four deputy officers could command the others, so we could only sit together to negotiate...

Now, I have cleared the insiders around me, and those insiders may know that the custody of party dues will be discussed at the meeting. How many people around the old man know the agenda of the meeting... No, the old man is not a smart man. He can survive until now and continue to be promoted because he is nothing but the command of the leader.

Before leaving, the leader told us to hide the party dues and not let anyone know. The leader did not intend to take out the money to the Iraqis. He wanted to use the money to restore his rule. This is the overall situation. Therefore, the old man would keep this secret - at least keep it secret from the people around him.

It is possible that the old man did not tell the Americans this secret. What value can the old man who did not reveal this secret?

Our million troops were dispersed. Now, among the ten people who pick up watermelon skins on the street, there may be one division commander and six or seven regiment commanders. In the past, Iraq never lacked officials. Now, no matter how old the official is, you have to line up with the civilians, carry buckets, receive the edible water distributed by the coalition forces, and then hate the coalition forces.

The party headquarters has been blown up, the files have been burned, and now Iraqis have become ordinary people with no identity and no administrative level. What can the old man use to prove his former glory? No, no one knows him. As long as he doesn't say the party dues, he is an ordinary commoner.

Maybe the US military doctor has treated him, but it is just treatment. The old man wants to use this military doctor as a tiger skin to scare others and threaten others to cooperate with him, but... he also wants to see if he can deceive me.
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