Rejecting Qinghua Baoyan, I became a military officer

"Thank you for your trust!" Xu Ye bowed slightly. "For your safety, I will be providing you with close protection for the next few days."

Although neither domestically nor Xu Ye himself discovered any attack plans targeting Saddam.

However, not finding anything does not mean there is nothing there, or that it is very well hidden and they have not found any clues, which is also normal.

Therefore, before training those bodyguards, Xu Ye felt it was necessary to provide close protection for Shadam.

Doing this also has an advantage: it eliminates the need to worry about the well-intentioned but ultimately harmful intentions of "beloved friends and family."

Xu Ye knew very well that someone like Ku Sai would not only show such "heartfelt sentiments" last night.

Especially as he became more aware of his own capabilities, his feelings for others became more sincere and frequent.

After all, compared to their safety, money means nothing to them.

Moreover, it is obvious that Kusai did this with Saddam's permission, or at least tacit approval. There are some things that Saddam cannot do, but Kusai does not need to worry about so much.

Kusei is almost forty years old, much older than Xu Ye, but with Shadama around, who isn't a kid at heart?
"Salman, that's great! I have no objections, I'll do whatever you say!"

Since it concerned his own safety, Shadama naturally wouldn't refuse and readily agreed.

To reiterate, Shadam trusts Xu Ye, who saved him from dire straits, completely.

After a pause, Shadak continued, "So, Salman, is it best for me not to go out during this time?"

I've been in Moscow for a while now, and I've met everyone I needed to meet.

For example, the most important man!
Saddam Hussein wouldn't have chosen to come to Moscow if he hadn't received that man's promise of safety.

In the Middle East, he's not the only one who's anti-American; finding a country to go into exile shouldn't be a problem.

However, in comparison, security cannot be guaranteed.

Assassination?

Haha, if there's really a need, just kill them openly!
The entire Middle East is under the military attack of the US military. Once their whereabouts are exposed, even the best-protected bunkers cannot withstand the missiles falling from the sky.

Saddam Hussein gained a profound understanding of this point more than once during this war.

Precision strikes, decapitation operations...

Throughout the war, which was a constant companion to the Ukrainian army, Iraq suffered heavy losses.

If he hadn't been lucky, he would have died from such a precise strike.

However, such a situation is impossible in Moscow.

Unless the United States is prepared to start World War III, the most it can do is resort to assassination.

Coupled with the man's promise, Saddam Hussein, after careful consideration, finally chose Moscow.

Moreover, adhering to the principle of not putting all his eggs in one basket, his disabled eldest son was secretly placed in another country by Saddam Hussein.

Even if something unexpected had happened, they wouldn't have been wiped out as a whole family.

After all, the "Old Sa family" really does have a "throne" to inherit, doesn't it?

Even so, Shadam was still worried. Xu Ye, who had saved him from dire straits, came to mind again. Taking advantage of the opportunity to "fulfill his promise," he invited Xu Ye to his side.

Shadama had a strong intuition that if Xu Ye stayed by his side, he would be safe and sound.

See, isn't this it?

Even though he knew he might be under surveillance, Shadak still felt completely safe.

Thinking of this, Shadak also realized what was going on and lowered his voice to ask, "Salman, am I safe here?"

"Don't worry, I brought this!"

Xu Ye smiled and waved his hand, then took out a black box from his person.

"The portable jammer works very well!" Xu Ye casually placed it on the table.

This thing, produced by the system, must be quite effective.

The exchange rate isn't expensive either, requiring only two Liver Scrolls, which, according to Xu Ye's "established Liver Scroll exchange rate," is roughly equivalent to 20,000 US dollars in the real world.

However, in reality, you absolutely cannot buy a product with such performance for $20,000.

Or rather, even if you could buy one, it would be much larger than this, making it impossible to be this portable.

The technologies used are all existing technologies in the world today, but the system's ability to integrate them in the most optimized way is what makes it truly amazing.

Another point is that, for the system, the technology that already exists in reality is not expensive to exchange.

However, in reality, many of these are classified technologies of certain countries.

"That's good!"

Shadama breathed a sigh of relief.

The thing looked very high-tech, and since it was brought out by Xu Ye, Shadama naturally had no suspicions.

However, her voice was still much softer than usual.

"Salman, could you please check this place first?" Shadak then requested.

If he didn't know, then so be it; but once he found out he might be being monitored, Shadak felt uneasy no matter what.

The feeling of having someone eavesdrop on you used to be so enjoyable, but now it's incredibly uncomfortable.

“It’s a small problem, leave it to me!” Xu Ye naturally wouldn’t refuse, and then reminded him, “But before that, do you need to tidy up a bit?”

Xu Ye didn't want to see anything he shouldn't, as that would be somewhat embarrassing and troublesome.

"No need, I completely trust you!"

Understanding Xu Ye's meaning, Shadama spoke up directly.

As a "part-time" writer, he naturally enjoys reading. During this period of free time, Shadama has read quite a few books about China.

One of the sayings that resonated with me deeply was: "If you doubt someone, don't use them; if you use someone, don't doubt them!"

It should be noted that as a dictator, especially an elderly one, Saddam Hussein also had similar problems: the older he got, the more suspicious he became!

However, after a series of events, especially after his exile in Moscow, Saddam Hussein has changed a lot.

We can't leave it unchanged!
Things are different now. There aren't many people around me anymore. If I were to be suspicious, wouldn't that just make myself uncomfortable?
Not to mention Xu Ye, even if Shadam suspects his own son, he would never suspect Xu Ye.

"Okay, sir, half an hour at most!"

Xu Ye didn't stand on ceremony and nodded in agreement.

Shadama's place was much bigger than his guest room, but half an hour was still enough time.

After everyone else had left, Xu Ye began the inspection skillfully in front of Shadama.

"I'm sorry to say, you probably really don't have any secrets left these days!"

Twenty minutes later, Xu Ye placed several different types of bugging devices in front of Shadam and shrugged.

At this point, it's pointless to investigate who's behind it all; the most important thing is to quickly inspect the entire estate.

"As expected!" Shadama said with a somewhat gloomy expression.

There's a saying that Shadak might not have heard before, but it's definitely something similar.

That is, when you see a cockroach in the kitchen, it means that there are countless cockroaches in places you can't see.

When Xu Ye took out the bugging device, Shadak knew that he was likely to be targeted as well.

Sure enough!

Fortunately, after arriving in Moscow, they no longer had any secrets and were not afraid of being eavesdropped on, especially by the Russians.

Indeed, although Xu Ye did not give him a definite answer, in Shadak's heart he had already concluded that it was the Russians who did it.

So what if the Russians are eavesdropping? They've got you all here. Even if they wipe you out, you can only accept it, right?

But even though I know and understand, I still feel a little uncomfortable.

If we didn't know before, we could let it go, but now that we do, we certainly can't ignore it.

After all, nobody likes being constantly monitored.

"The manor is too big for me to manage alone. So, I'd like to take this opportunity to give everyone some special training!"

Nodding, Xu Ye shared his thoughts before Shadama could speak.

This time, while the Russians had the advantage of timing and location, the fundamental reason was that Saddam Hussein's bodyguards were not qualified enough.

Actually, this is quite normal!
Although they are all countries, the differences between countries can sometimes be greater than the differences between a person and a dog.

Take the tonnage of naval vessels as an example. Who would have thought that, several years later, the combined tonnage of the "law enforcement vessels" owned by the Chinese Coast Guard alone would rank tenth in the world's naval tonnage rankings!
In many ways, small and weak countries simply cannot compare with large and powerful countries.

Even Iraq, the "little tyrant of the Middle East" back then, was no different, and probably no one understands this more deeply than Shadak.

"I told you, you're fully responsible for security, and I'll do whatever you say!" Shadama reiterated.

At this moment, Saddam Hussein increasingly felt that inviting Xu Ye over was definitely the best decision he had made since arriving in Moscow.

A $3 million plane? That's nothing!
"it is good!"

Xu Ye didn't waste any words.

As he spoke, he crushed the listening devices one by one in front of Shadama.

"If you don't mind, this is yours!" Xu Ye then pointed to the portable jammer next to him.

Just now, Shadak even asked me about the usage, so the meaning is already quite clear.

"Of course I don't mind!"

"I can't believe it," said Shadama with a chuckle.

He definitely wanted this thing; it was portable, easy to operate, and would give him a great sense of security.

As for suspicion?
We've entrusted all security to Xu Ye, so what's there to doubt?
"However, I won't take your things for nothing. Wait a moment." With that, Shadak turned to leave.

"Sir, no need, you've already given us so many gifts!" Xu Ye quickly stopped him.

These Middle Eastern tycoons give gifts at the drop of a hat, and expensive ones at that, leaving Xu Ye speechless.

"No, it's different. In your Chinese parlance, 'one thing at a time.' Last time it was a New Year's gift for you!" Shadama waved his hand.

It must be said that Shadama has made great progress in learning about Chinese culture during this period.

Without giving Xu Ye a chance to speak, Shadama turned and left.

Xu Ye didn't have to wait long before Shadama came out of the study carrying a box.

"I know you are a soldier, and I am a soldier too. Now, I'd like to present you with one of my sidearms!"

In front of Xu Ye, Shadama opened the box with a somewhat boastful air and showed it to Xu Ye.

Looking at the "golden" Desert Eagle and the diamonds and gems inlaid on it, Xu Ye felt a little speechless: This is indeed the style of you Middle Eastern tycoons!

This gun's collectible value far outweighs its actual combat value.

If the gun were to be fired, Xu Ye was genuinely afraid that the embedded gems and diamonds would be knocked off.

"not bad!"

While internally criticizing, he uttered words of praise.

Of course, if you don't use it in actual combat, its shiny and sparkly appearance does look quite nice.

“However, as you know, I am also a soldier, and this thing is too valuable!” Xu Ye added.

Although, before coming, considering the nature of Middle Eastern people, the relevant departments had given Xu Ye special permission to accept gifts from Saddam Hussein's side, as long as he reported it afterwards.

Anyway, I've already received all the "New Year's gifts" before, so what's a little more?

Compared to the $300 million plane, what is this special privilege given to Xu Ye?

After all, Xu Ye earned all of this through his own abilities, so special circumstances should be treated specially.

"Salman, are you unwilling to be my friend?" Shadak said sternly.

As a veteran ruler, Shadama didn't know that Xu Ye had received a special permission, but he could roughly guess it.

Otherwise, what about the New Year's gift from last time?

"Given by the elders, I dare not refuse!"

After some back and forth, Xu Ye finally accepted the "tycoon's" pistol with a wry smile.

Xu Ye really couldn't handle this thing; it was too high-profile, and he would absolutely never use it.

However, domestic policies do not allow private ownership of firearms, so Xu Ye cannot keep them indefinitely. The best solution is to hand them over if the relevant departments are willing to accept them.

After accepting the gift, Xu Ye quickly made an excuse to conduct a thorough security check on the manor and then made a hasty escape.

Shadama did not try to stop him.

There's a saying in China, isn't there?
Once it happens, it will happen again. Xu Ye isn't leaving now, so there will be plenty of opportunities to win him over in the future.

As long as you are willing to invest, even if you can't keep Xu Ye in the end, you can still greatly deepen the relationship between the two parties.

Given their current situation, they might need Xu Ye to save their lives someday!

Therefore, this investment is nothing at all.

It has to be said, having money really does allow you to do whatever you want!

In contrast, although Xu Ye was also very wealthy, he had never experienced this feeling before.

The main problem is that there's no opportunity!

Moreover, due to personality and principles, Xu Ye didn't really like it.

After all, without strong self-control, given Xu Ye's abilities and the things he controls, the damage he could cause would be immense.

If Xu Ye were solely focused on grinding for points, without principles or limits, he would most likely transform into a devil from hell! (End of Chapter)