Rejecting Qinghua Baoyan, I became a military officer

"Bang bang bang!"

Just as Xu Ye finished putting on the license plate, he heard a knock on the courtyard gate.

"Who?"

Xu Ye responded loudly, grabbed a rag from the side, wiped his hands, and walked outside.

And I must say, Xu Ye's Beijing accent is absolutely authentic.

As Xu Ye walked out of the garage, he paused, thought for a moment, and then decided not to close the door.

Although his place is on the outskirts of the village, quite a few people saw him when he arrived.

Therefore, it doesn't matter whether it's hidden or not.

"Uncle Zhang, you were looking for me?"

Upon opening the door, Xu Ye greeted the village chief with a smile as he saw him standing outside.

At the same time, he didn't forget to take out a cigarette and spread the smoke.

"Xiao Xu, I heard you were back, so I came to see you!"

The village chief, whom Xu Ye called Uncle Zhang, chuckled as he took the cigarette from Xu Ye.

In Beijing, not everyone is a "Chaoyang Auntie," but as a grassroots cadre, Village Chief Uncle Zhang still paid close attention to Xu Ye, this "stranger."

Sure enough, as soon as they heard that Xu Ye had returned, they came to his door without any ill intentions.

The village chief had his youngest son, who worked at the police station, specifically check Xu Ye's identity; he wasn't a bad person—at least not a fugitive.

If this were twenty years from now, it would be unacceptable to investigate someone's identity privately.

Once exposed, the impact will be very bad.

As for why it wasn't exposed, it's highly likely that the matter will simply fade away.

But in this day and age, it's really nothing.

Many of the things that later sparked public outrage were commonplace in this era.

However, the rapid development and progress of the Dragon Kingdom has eliminated most of the bad things. Isn't that a huge step forward?
Absolute perfection and absolute fairness are impossible.

"Yes, I'll come back and take a look. I have to go on a business trip later."

"Uncle Zhang, come in and have a seat!"

Xu Ye extended the invitation with a smile.

The care and cleaning of this courtyard were usually done by people hired by Uncle Zhang, so they were naturally very familiar with the place.

So, as soon as he entered the yard, the village chief saw the imposing Hummer parked in the garage after only a few steps.

Of course, the village chief doesn't recognize the Hummer logo, or rather, not many people in China recognize it, but that doesn't stop him from thinking it's a good car.

"Xiao Xu, this car looks very imposing, it must be expensive, right?" The village chief took a puff of his cigarette and asked curiously.

"I don't know either, it was given to me by my superiors!"

Xu Ye wasn't exactly lying. He would never have accepted it if his superiors hadn't allowed it, so it wouldn't be wrong to say that his superiors "gave" it to him.

As for the price, the US military's purchase price is not expensive, only tens of thousands of US dollars per vehicle.

However, this is not a "plain car," but a car that has undergone luxurious modifications, and its value is really hard to estimate.

"Oh, that's how it is!"

Xu Ye's words made the village chief's heart skip a beat: he remembered his son's admonition to him.

Xu Ye's identity is not simple; don't ask around or offend him.

It wasn't that his son had discovered anything, but rather that his investigation had attracted the attention of relevant departments, leading to a warning to him.

Therefore, this admonition was given to the village elder.

"Village chief, let's go inside and talk. It's cold outside."

After watching the car for a while, Xu Ye rubbed his hands together.

In February, when global warming hasn't started, Beijing can be quite cold!

The thought of going to Da Mao's place next made Xu Ye shudder.

It's colder there!
Xu Ye's strong physique makes him more resistant to cold, but he's still a long way from being immune to both heat and cold!
Extremely cold weather is something you can experience occasionally, but not many people will really enjoy it, and Xu Ye is no exception.

"I'm not going in, I just came to take a look!" The village chief waved his hand.

His son's repeated admonitions prevented the village chief from displaying any air of "don't underestimate the village chief" when facing Xu Ye.

"By the way, if you really want to lease that hill behind your house, just tell me."

Just as he turned around, the village chief remembered something and quickly turned back to Xu Ye and said something.

Their village is located near the mountains, and Xu Ye's house is at the foot of the mountain. Xu Ye had mentioned it to him before, but the village chief didn't take it seriously at the time.

However, after being warned by his son, the village chief naturally remembered the matter and became more concerned about it.

As soon as they heard that Xu Ye was back, they came to his door immediately, but they were so distracted by the Hummer that they almost forgot about him.

"Okay, I don't have time this time, but I'll definitely come to see you next time I come back!" Xu Ye didn't refuse. "By the way, how much is the annual contract fee?"

The reason Xu Ye wanted to contract the barren mountain behind it wasn't because he had any ulterior motives; he simply wanted some peace and quiet.

"It doesn't produce much, it's worthless, only a couple thousand yuan a year!" the village chief said casually.

This isn't about giving Xu Ye face; it's simply the truth.

It's called a mountain, but it's really just a few connected small, barren hills with no real value.

If it really had any value, it wouldn't have remained unclaimed until now.

"Alright, Uncle Zhang, you'd better save some for me!"

The price was not unexpected for Xu Ye. Although he had money, he didn't want to be ripped off.

"Oh, right, Uncle Zhang, wait a minute, I'll get you something!"

As he spoke, he turned and went into the house before the village chief could stop him.

Entering the house was just a pretense; soon, Xu Ye came out of the house carrying a bag.

"It was a gift from someone else, it's not worth much, please don't be shy, you must accept it!"

Before the village chief could refuse, Xu Ye forcefully shoved the bag into his hand. "Xiao Xu, well, fine, I'll take it!" The village chief had no chance to argue with Xu Ye and could only accept it somewhat helplessly.

The village chief would only politely accept other people's things.

However, the village chief really didn't want to accept Xu Ye's things, but Xu Ye was too strong.

Just now, the village chief felt like a little kid.

After seeing the village chief off, Xu Ye closed the door and turned to walk towards the house.

After buying the farmhouse, Xu Ye did not demolish and rebuild the original house. He simply hired someone to carry out simple repairs and reinforcements. From the outside, it looked similar to other houses in the village.

The reason for buying this place was not because the General Staff had not allocated him a place in Beijing, but more because it was something Xu Ye had always wanted.

More than an hour later, Xu Ye left the village quietly without driving, without attracting anyone's attention.

Even if someone notices him, no one will associate him with Xu Ye—their appearances and builds are completely different; they're not even the same person!

Two hours later, Xu Ye was already seated in a first-class seat on a flight to Moscow.

Given the opportunity, Xu Ye never compromises himself. The journey from Beijing to Moscow normally takes about eight hours. Eight hours in economy class is a real ordeal for Xu Ye, who is in his current size—not that he can't stand it, but that he doesn't want to!
It's not like we don't have the conditions; forcing ourselves to endure hardship is never Xu Ye's style.

Besides, if he suffers all the time, Xu Ye will not only have wasted his time travel, but also wasted his cheat codes.

The plane took off around noon, and after a long flight of more than eight hours, it arrived at Moscow International Airport around 3 p.m., almost 4 p.m.

It wasn't that Xu Ye miscalculated; it's just that time in Beijing is five hours ahead of time in Moscow.

Fortunately, Xu Ye didn't need to adjust to the time difference and remained energetic.

Even though Xu Ye had been driving for almost two days and two nights before this, he really didn't feel anything.

After getting off the plane, Xu Ye didn't retrieve the suitcase that had been used as a cover. Instead, he went straight to the parking lot, quickly found a pre-rented car, and after confirming there were no safety concerns, drove away from the airport.

Instead of going directly to Saddam Hussein's estate outside Moscow, Xu Ye drove to the Leningrad Hilton Hotel.

Next, Xu Ye planned to give Shadama a small "surprise," even though he looked down on Shadama's guards—including the official forces that Russia had deployed on the perimeter.

However, even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit, and Xu Ye will not be careless—he can't just charge straight through, can he?

Therefore, it is essential to conserve energy and prepare for the final challenge.

After all, strictly speaking, Xu Ye hadn't had a proper night's sleep in over sixty hours, at most taking a short nap.

"Thank you!"

As Xu Ye spoke, he handed the waiter a twenty-dollar bill as a tip.

In Moscow, the US dollar is more popular than the ruble.

In Xu Ye's system space, the vast majority of US dollars and gold have been laundered and used for investment.

However, the scattered "income" accumulated to a few million, which they spent without feeling any remorse.

After the waiter politely thanked him and left, Xu Ye closed the door and turned around to look at the ambassador's suite, which was a whopping 90 square meters in size.

As for the price?
Considering the current economic situation in Russia, it's actually not expensive, less than three hundred US dollars.

This price is even slightly cheaper than similar hotels in China.

Even cheaper than the prices of some guesthouses in tourist areas during peak seasons in later years, Xu Ye expressed great satisfaction.

It was even more worthwhile when Xu Ye walked to the window and looked out at Red Square, three kilometers away.

Another reason for choosing this place is that this building is one of the "Stalin Seven Sisters" buildings, and I naturally wanted to experience it firsthand when I had the chance.

The so-called "Stalin's Seven Sisters" refers to a group of Stalinist architectural complexes in Moscow, built during the last decade of Stalin's rule, combining features of Baroque castle towers, medieval European Gothic style, and American skyscrapers from the 1930s.

When the Soviet Union collapsed, Hilton acquired many of these buildings with thousands of rooms at low prices, the most famous of which is this hotel.

After admiring the cityscape of Moscow for a while, Xu Ye drew the curtains, pretended to take out a detector from his bag, and began to check the room—secret filming, that's not something that only exists in later generations.

After checking, Xu Ye breathed a sigh of relief. As expected of a world-class hotel group, their management was very strict, and there was nothing messy in the room.
Over the next two days, Xu Ye had a good time exploring Moscow.
Xu Ye had been to this city more than once, but he had never really explored it properly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Ye went to all the places he wanted to visit, and didn't miss any of the places worth "checking off" (visiting).
Xu Ye even took advantage of the Kremlin's opening hours to pretend to be an ordinary tourist and explore the palace thoroughly.

However, while enjoying his trip, Xu Ye didn't forget his business and his plan to give Shadama a surprise.
Shadak knew very well how awesome he was, but no one else had a clear understanding of it.
Therefore, we must give them a profound "gift" for their first meeting.

That's right, Xu Ye is going to give them a taste of their own medicine!

Since it's a show of force, what could be more exciting than directly "assassinating" Saddam Hussein?
Yes, on the plane to Moscow, Xu Ye made his decision to make a spectacular "assassination" entrance, shocking everyone and laying the groundwork for the upcoming training.

Xu Ye has been through too many training sessions.

The most important and primary thing is to establish your instructor's prestige as soon as possible.

Otherwise, the effort will be wasted, or even ineffective.

Xu Ye's time was precious, and he didn't want to waste it on training bodyguards for Saddam.

However, for the sake of the country's interests and to cause trouble for the United States, it is necessary to ensure that Saddam Hussein is not easily eliminated.

Besides, Shadam is so sensible, Xu Ye should give him some face, shouldn't he?

"If we can't attract attention, then the best course of action is to 'take care of' Shadak in the manor."

Looking at the 3D architectural plan of the Sandman Manor, Xu Ye pointed to a spot with his finger, making his final decision.

"When we see Saddam, we must remind him that the manor's buildings need to be secretly renovated."

Xu Ye put away the blueprints and muttered something under his breath.

Xu Ye didn't use his own abilities to obtain these blueprints; instead, he used his "money power" and acquired them without much effort.

Xu Ye did this to simulate in all aspects the likelihood of someone else assassinating Saddam.

As it stands, let alone Xu Ye himself, other assassins, even those who aren't particularly elite, could accomplish this.

Whether it will ultimately succeed remains to be seen.

Anyway, so far, everything is going smoothly.

The official power of Russia?
Haha, these kinds of documents are only archived by official institutions, and it's the official institutions that have problems.

Xu Ye was not surprised at all by this.

Corruption has never been eradicated throughout history, and Russia is definitely one of the most corrupt countries in the world.

It was like this before, it is like this now, and it will remain this awful state in the future, or even worse.

To put it bluntly, if such a powerful country can disintegrate, what else is impossible for it? (End of Chapter)