After the five people landed at Baghdad Airport, they found that the entire airport was under martial law. A middle-aged man in military uniform was looking at Sean who came out of the cabin with a smile on his face.

When they met, before Sean could say anything, a middle-aged man in military uniform walked up enthusiastically, took the initiative to extend his hand and introduced himself: "I am Ali Hassan Majid, nice to meet you, Mr. Rockefeller."

Layton Steven whispered behind Sean: "The cousin of Iraqi President Saddam Hussein and the Iraqi Minister of Defense."

"Hello, nice to meet you, Minister Ali Hassan Majid, just call me Sean, my friends all call me." Sean smiled, shook hands with the other person, and corrected the title by the way.

The words the old guy just shouted about Rockefeller made Sean feel a little bad.

The meaning is not pure!

After saying that, Sean had time to take a good look at the man in front of him. He said that the old guy was a bit too much. He was only in his early 40s and slightly chubby. Sean remembered that this guy seemed to have been shot.

However, that was at least more than 20 years later.

There were constant clicks of cameras around them, and both of them were smiling and posing for the camera.

There was a military band playing nearby, and it was like welcoming a national leader.

Sean had no problem with Iraq sending a defense minister to greet him.

He also often talked nonsense with the future president, kicked him several times, and visited the current vice president several times.

The Minister of Defense of Iraq is not enough to make Sean feel flattered.

After chatting for a while at the airport, the group was picked up by Ali and placed in a large villa not far from the Presidential Palace.

The level of luxury of the villa is beyond Sean's imagination. Every place that can be inlaid with gold is inlaid with gold and jewelry.

Don’t the local tycoon’s gold seem too nouveau riche?

Sean didn't know. Anyway, he didn't like it very much. It seemed that people in desert areas had this kind of taste since ancient times.

Although it was just a casual business negotiation, Iraq was still very serious.

A cocktail party was held in the evening. President Saddam did not come, which made Sean a little regretful. However, several of Saddam's sons were present. The 22-year-old young man Uday was tall, thin, and quite tall.

Handsome, 20-year-old Qusay, chubby, mostly old-fashioned, has the same mustache as Ali, or to be more precise, the same mustache as Saddam.

The moment he saw Kusai, Sean felt that this little brat was a scumbag.

In comparison, Uday, who held his forehead high and walked in a windy manner, looked like he had no brains at first glance.

However, both of them are playboys who eat, drink, whore, gamble and smoke. In this regard, they are different from Sean...

Ah, bah, it's all just a joke.

Sean never likes this!

Completely different properties.

Saddam's family was still very welcoming. I was the one who took the rest at night and sent 10 girls.

It is said that they are all pure virgins.

Sean refused verbally, but Uday said that this was Iraq's enthusiasm, which was to let Sean experience the Arab cultural customs. This is cultural exchange and art!

There was no other way, so Sean could only reluctantly agree.

However, before taking a break, Sean still specifically asked Layton Steven.

The old man was 60 years old. Sean didn’t want to come to Iraq, so the old man was sent away directly...

He was prepared to bear the stimulation that his age should not bear on behalf of old man Layton.

But old man Layton still didn't appreciate it, and said very forcefully that he was in great health, and that although his strength was declining, he could not compare to Yueyang City's momentum.

Sean could only shake his head and walk away cursing.

This night...

There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, and the shadows of three people appear opposite each other.

…

Early the next morning, Sean was in good health and got up like normal people. The other two were a little depressed, but their breakfast was almost cold and old man Layton didn't come down either.

In the end, Layton came down holding on to the wall.

Sean has a bad feeling...

The twenty-eight-year-old lady's body looks like a crisp, and she has a sword at her waist to kill the old man.

The people in Iraq are so insidious, they actually destroyed one of my generals!

It was not considered a formal negotiation. We still communicated our intentions and held another banquet at noon, but this time there were fewer people.

Ali Hassan Majid and Sean communicated while eating.

The background of the Iran-Iraq war is very complicated. It has been fought for five full years. In the past five years, Iran and Iraq have almost dried up their blood. However, the two sides have too deep grudges and now they can no longer continue the war.

Among the local wars after World War II, the Iran-Iraq war was considered to be relatively brutal, with very advanced weapons and equipment.

When the United States supported the former Iranian government in its fight with the Soviet Union, it really put in the effort and acquired many advanced weapons and equipment, including fighter jets.

Including 79 F-14A, 32 F-4D, 177 F-4E and 28 F-5F. At its peak, the Royal Air Force of Iran once had 450 advanced fighters and about 5,000 well-trained pilots.

Iraq also has a large number of MiG-21s, MiG-23s, Su-22s, H-6s, etc.

In terms of air power, the two countries are already very powerful.

Of course, we can also see something interesting from this. Iran, which is supported by the Soviet Union, uses American aircraft, and Iraq, which is supported by the United States, uses Soviet aircraft...

Oh, yes, there is also the H-6, yes, that’s right, it’s the Rabbit’s H-6...

In the final battle, the rabbit won the game.

"As long as it does not violate U.S. laws, it is a purely commercial activity. Our umbrella company is a purely commercial company and does not represent any political position." Sean said with a smile: "Business has nothing to do with politics."

Bullshit business has nothing to do with politics, Ali wouldn't believe it, but as long as the umbrella company can complete its mission, it doesn't matter.

"We hope that you can launch a raid on the military base here at a specific time and completely destroy the base. If not, you must persist for more than an hour to buy time for us." Ali took out a map and pointed at it.

A military stronghold on the Iranian border on the Persian Gulf.

What the other party said was not entirely true. Before reaching an agreement, Sean did not ask in detail, "We need to know the specific strength of this military base in Yilang, what its functions are, and what equipment it has."

"This is a missile launch base. We don't know the specific strength and equipment." Ali spread his hands.

Sean did not answer directly. Instead, he leaned closer to Dennis Abbot and asked in a low voice: "I remember that Iraq has Scud missiles. Why didn't they just level this bullshit base with missiles?"

"There are Scuds, there are quite a lot of them. The Soviet Union sold them to them, but the problem is, the Scuds don't have that capability." Dennis Abbot explained in a low voice, and only then did Sean understand why ground troops were needed to advance.

The Scud is a surface-to-surface tactical ballistic missile, an imitation of the German V-2 missile, but this thing is inertially guided, with a maximum range of only 300 kilometers, and its accuracy is very impressive.

The prediction accuracy is 300, but the actual accuracy is even higher than this. After all, there will be errors in the prediction target...

And they are just ordinary warheads, which can hold 860 kilograms of explosives and have a killing radius of about 150 meters.

In other words, it is very likely that if a missile passes by, nothing will happen to the target.

And even if it hits the target, due to the problem of the amount of charge, it can only have a good killing effect on ground targets, but it is really powerless against underground constructions.

"Can I fight?" Sean was more concerned about this.

"Yes, it requires at least a hundred people, tanks and armored vehicles, and enough air support. Two Black Hawks are definitely not enough." Dennis Abt frowned and said: "In addition, if this military base is not suitable for the base,

If the Lang people are very important, the other party will send support soon."

"They have aircraft, F-14s, and once air support arrives, our Black Hawks will be the target."

"Our advantage is that we have a warship that is relatively advanced in the world. My personal suggestion is to rely on warships for operations and give full play to our strengths."

"Of course, the Marine Warfare Division is not afraid of fighting, but... the losses will be huge."

"Of course, we are here to make money, but we are not really here to beat the Iraqis to death." Sean nodded in agreement.

With a slight cough, Sean looked at Ali with a smile on his lips. His tone changed from the seriousness before and became a little frivolous, "Okay, Minister Ali, let's not talk in circles, it's not interesting."

"As for me, I don't like doing things in a rigid manner like the older generation. I prefer to be more direct."

"I have no political stance, no matter what nonsense grudges, politics or religion, I am here to make money!"

"I will do it to anyone who gives me money!"

"As for me, let me tell you about my advantages. If you have a lot of money and don't have to worry about it, introduce it to me. Don't waste everyone's time with this kind of thankless thing."

The corner of Ali Hassan Majid's mouth twitched. He had had many contacts with the Soviets and Americans, and had countless negotiations, but this was the first time he had seen this kind of thing.

There is so much money and no effort, how dare you think about it!

"Currently, I have a Keeling-class guided missile destroyer under my umbrella. You must be familiar with the Keelin-class. There are three ships across from Yilang. I sold them to them before, so I won't introduce them in detail."

"What, you have a Keeling-class destroyer?!" Ali suddenly stood up from his seat and looked at Sean in horror, "This is impossible!"

"But it is a fact. The warship is currently being refitted at the Norfolk Naval Shipyard in Virginia and will be launched soon." Sean shrugged, spread his hands, and curled his lips three times.

"Crazy, this is simply, unbelievable, my God." Ali was so shocked that some of his words became coherent.

If they want to hire an umbrella company, they will naturally understand the military power of the umbrella.

Especially after the video of the joint exercise in Cartagena was released.

Iraq knows that Sean's protective umbrella includes a large number of American veterans, including 2 Black Hawk helicopter gunships, 2 tanks, and multiple armored transport vehicles.
To be continued...