Rejecting Qinghua Baoyan, I became a military officer

Chapter 753: A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist!
Honestly, Xu Ye hadn't expected Shadam to be so decisive.

In this way, his life and safety would be entirely in Xu Ye's hands.

Of course, Xu Ye also knew that this was not only a sign of trust in him, but also a sign of trust in the Dragon Kingdom.

It must be said that China has a very good reputation in terms of international credibility.

As for whether it was out of necessity.

Let's not expose their hardships. They've already reached this point, there's no need to make malicious speculations.

“Yes, that’s because you and your country are worthy of my trust!” Saddam said in a deep voice.

This wasn't just flattery; it was Saddam's true feeling at that moment.

The reason why Shadak did not deny the suggestion when Muhammad made it was because Shadak knew very well that this was the most correct and only way to survive.

Otherwise, having so many people would be the greatest disrespect to America's aerial reconnaissance.

At that time, no one will survive.

Muhammad, as expected of a trusted confidant who had followed Shadam for many years, would never put Shadam in a difficult position and took the initiative to bring it up himself.

Otherwise, should we let Shadama or Xu Ye speak?

As for those rewards?

While it cannot be said that all of these people were fanatical admirers of Saddam Hussein, the vast majority were, and the rewards were secondary.

Moreover, doing this also has the advantage of eliminating potential instability factors.

There has already been one traitor, and no one can guarantee that there won't be another.

In comparison, Xu Ye had a higher level of trust.

"Sir, the Dragon Kingdom will never betray its friends, its true friends!" Xu Ye said with some pride.

At the same time, don't forget to give a quick shout-out to Shadak.

“We are true friends!” Saddam said with some relief.

Fortunately, I haven't really offended the Dragon Kingdom during my years in power.

Even when China was selling weapons to both sides in the war, Saddam Hussein never truly offended China.

On the contrary, Shadama was very grateful that the Dragon Kingdom treated both sides equally.

It's very simple. Back then, even if you had money, you couldn't buy weapons from other countries. Except for the desperately poor China, they would sell anything as long as they had money!
The idea that mushrooms exist in the desert is likely just a rumor to most people.

But Shadak knew it was true.

Otherwise, we wouldn't have just been playing against Xiao Ke back then.

Although, it ultimately turned out to be a tragedy.

But Saddam Hussein really didn't expect the United States to actually get involved.

If the United States doesn't intervene, then it's only a matter of time before Cuba is conquered.

Unfortunately, the United States intervened and suffered a major setback.

As the saying goes, a person won't fall into the same pit twice, but he, Shadama, did just that, and each time he did it more ruthlessly than the last.

If Saddam Hussein had known that the United States would take action again, he would never have gone through with the Euro settlement, ultimately ending up in this state of utter destitution.

Seeing that Shadama had fallen into deep thought after speaking, and that he seemed to be thinking about something, Xu Ye did not urge him.

"Excuse me, let's go!"

Soon, Shadama realized that he couldn't waste any more time and gave a submissive look.

This war was not exactly a complete defeat for Saddam Hussein, but it was close enough.

There are gains and losses, which taught the once arrogant and conceited Shadama a lesson: professional tasks must be left to professionals.

As they say, people can't teach people, but experience can teach people in a flash!
This time, without Da Mao's professional support, I wouldn't have been able to hold on until now on my own.

So, having chosen to trust Xu Ye, Shadama acted very straightforwardly: just listen to his orders!

"Sir, please forgive me!"

After confirming that Muhammad and his group were far away, before Shadam could react, Xu Ye placed his hand on Shadam's neck and gently applied pressure, causing Shadam to faint.

What a joke! If a man in his sixties could react, wouldn't Xu Ye have wasted all his training?

Unfortunately, living things cannot be placed in the system space, so Xu Ye could only put a radiation protection suit on Shadama and then carefully tie him to his back.

Saddam Hussein looks like he has a large frame, but after nearly a year of war, he has lost his former plumpness and looks no more than 130 pounds.

This weight, while not exactly light, was not a burden for Xu Ye either.

Then, with a thought, the electric off-road motorcycle that he had previously put away appeared beside him.

The people were wearing radiation protection suits produced by the system—which could effectively block infrared heat radiation. Combined with electric off-road motorcycles that emitted no heat, it was almost impossible to find them in the dark through aerial reconnaissance.

Xu Ye had already verified this on the way here, and it did not attract the attention of the mold's aerial reconnaissance.

More than ten minutes later, hearing the explosion behind him, Xu Ye sighed inwardly.

Without turning his head, Xu Ye knew that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Muhammad and his group had been subjected to an aerial attack by the mold.

With this kind of force, let alone them, even Xu Ye would most likely be killed!
However, compared to Muhammad and his group, who had no means of retaliation and could only passively take hits, Xu Ye would definitely not sit idly by and wait for his death.

Having accumulated so many Liver Scrolls, Xu Ye would never allow himself to die with almost no Liver Scrolls remaining.

If things really come to that, Xu Ye will definitely use all his means—just like those eight Ukrainian fighter jets that were shot down before.

It was thanks to Xu Ye; otherwise, Shadama and his group would never have escaped so easily.

This time, if Shadam doesn't show some appreciation after escaping danger, Xu Ye will definitely make a note of it.

As for what Xu Ye earned?

That's money he earned through his own hard work and sacrifice, what does it have to do with Shadamu!

"Old Sa, you'd better be more generous!" Xu Ye muttered, turning the switch all the way up.

Of course, Xu Ye also made preparations just in case.

If they were to discover him, they would have no choice but to follow in the footsteps of the "eight fighter jets".

Xu Ye quickly breathed a sigh of relief—the plane hadn't flown this way; it had gone back.

After a while, Xu Ye felt the handheld terminal on his body continue to vibrate.

I took it out and glanced at it; sure enough, it was a strike report from the fighter jets—no one survived!

"Ugh!"

Xu Ye put away the terminal and sighed softly.

Perhaps this can be considered getting what one desires—Saddam Hussein does have some personal charm.

Just as Xu Ye was speeding along, the mold special forces team arrived at the scene of the attack to verify the identities of the personnel.

"Joe, look who this is?!"

When Williams turned over a face down corpse, and the light from his headlamp shone on the only remaining half of the person's face that was still somewhat intact, he was startled and immediately shouted loudly.

"Muhammad, Shadam's confidant and head of bodyguards!"

Soon, Joe came over and recognized him at a glance.

As Shadham's personal bodyguards, they all knew what Muhammad looked like.

"Quickly, search carefully for Saddam's body!" Joe immediately gave the order. Based on the previous intelligence, if nothing unexpected happened, the group they were chasing should be Saddam, who was trying to escape.

In an instant, everyone got excited—they'd caught a big fish!
If it really was Saddam Hussein, even if he was killed by a missile fired from a fighter jet, it would still be a huge achievement for them, and a promotion and raise would be just around the corner. How could they not be excited?

"Report this situation to headquarters immediately!" Qiao said impatiently.

"Yes, Captain!"

Suddenly, the team members, who had been somewhat casual, sprang into action.

There's no way around it; the motivation for promotion and a raise is the same all over the world.

"Captain, there's no sign of Saddam's body!"

There were only about ten people, and although they were a bit scattered, it didn't take much time, and the search was completed quickly.

Unless, Saddam Hussein was blown to smithereens.

But that's clearly impossible.

They can identify a body as long as it is relatively intact.

They knew all of Saddam's physical characteristics by heart.

"No?!"

Joe's brows furrowed tightly.

Although Saddam's body was not found, the bodies of these people have been preliminarily identified as Saddam's bodyguards.

This clearly confirms their suspicions—it's basically Saddam Hussein and his group.

"Report this to us and request that we increase our investigation efforts in this area!" Joe quickly made his decision.

“Joe, do you think they might have split up their forces? Did they abandon Muhammad and his men to distract us?” Williams came to Joe’s side and said thoughtfully.

Clearly, Williams was reluctant to give up the "duck" he had already caught, and he was trying to find its whereabouts before it flew away.

"You're absolutely right, let's trace it back!"

After a moment's thought, Joe made the decision immediately.

No one would willingly give up, including him.

"Reed, McGrady, you two stay here and wait for backup. The rest of you, come with me!" Joe then gave the order.

Soon, Joe led the other special forces soldiers to search in the direction from which they had found Muhammad and his men.

Xu Ye hadn't expected this.

Xu Ye often underestimated the true combat capabilities of the U.S. special forces.

They are very strong and experienced, but if Xu Ye were to lead the War Wolf team, they would definitely be able to annihilate the same number of US special forces without him having to do much fighting, and the casualties would not be too great.

Of course, if Xu Ye were to take action, achieving zero deaths is not impossible.

However, this special forces unit, which Xu Ye somewhat looked down upon, displayed extremely strong initiative when faced with matters of vital interest.

When they found the point where they split up, Xu Ye's terminal also received the message.

"It seems we won't be able to rendezvous with the Russian special forces!"

After putting away the terminal, Xu Ye quickly made a decision.

If they figure out Saddam's identity and continue to reunite with the Russian special forces, it will not only harm them but also prevent Xu Ye from unleashing his full combat potential.

Thinking of this, Xu Ye took out a satellite phone that Muhammad had given him earlier, turned it on, quickly edited a message and sent it out, then immediately put it back into the system space.

At this point, simply receiving the data is fine.

However, if a signal is emitted, it is easily detected by mold.

By taking this risk, Xu Ye has already done more than enough.

In that case, our previous nodding acquaintances will not have been in vain.

As for whether they can escape the effects of mold, Xu Ye can only hope for the best.

Anyway, it's better to die for your fellow Daoist than for me!

"Looks like we'll have to take a detour. Hopefully we'll have enough time!"

After determining the direction, Xu Ye quickly drove in another direction.

At the same time, Xu Ye did not forget to erase the traces he left behind.

"withdraw!"

After receiving Xu Ye's warning message, he cursed under his breath and then immediately issued an order to evacuate.

He knew that the faint explosion he had just witnessed was not a good thing.

Now, such an explosion could happen to them at any moment, and the thought of it sends chills down their spines.

Fortunately, this place is not far from the border, and as long as they move fast enough, they will be safe and sound.

As for the fact that there is no borderline in the eyes of mold?
That depends on who it is. Once they reveal their identities, the US fighter jets won't be able to launch missiles so recklessly.

Of course, we cannot guarantee 100% accuracy.

People say that Mao is crazy, and sometimes he's even unscrupulous and shameless...

But isn't the United States even worse?
However, the United States is better at using various means to whitewash itself, and has created a "beacon" image out of thin air.

But those people wouldn't believe it.

Therefore, Xu Ye once told them an ancient Chinese military strategy: "Of the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best!"
As for the rendezvous mission?

This is a requirement of the objective, not something they voluntarily gave up. What business is it of theirs?
Just as the Russian special forces were urgently retreating towards the border, Qiao also led his men in pursuit of the direction Xu Ye had taken with Shadamu—which was also the direction of the Russian special forces.

At this moment, everyone is harboring a desire—the desire for a promotion and a raise.

"Where am I? Where am I?"

Shadama's eyes twitched slightly, and his hand instinctively reached out to his side. Then, realizing what was happening, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Xu Ye, who was reading a book beside him, and asked.

"Sir, you're awake!"

Xu Ye put down his book, stood up, and walked towards him.

Xu Ye noticed it the moment Shadam moved.

However, considering his previous actions, Xu Ye felt it was better to wait until he had thought things through himself.

"This is Turkey, Istanbul. I'm sorry, sir, your previous actions were a bit rude."

Then, Xu Ye bowed slightly in apology.

No matter what, their reputation still stands, and I have indeed offended them somewhat.

"Free-range chicken?"

Shadama tensed up, then relaxed.

As for the time Xu Ye knocked him unconscious, that was nothing at all.

Saddam Hussein understood the principle of acting expediently in times of crisis very well.

Compared to being able to leave YLK safely and smoothly, those are trivial matters.

As long as he can reach Moscow safely, Saddam Hussein wouldn't mind being knocked unconscious again.

(End of this chapter)