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Chapter 616 Who Does Heaven Forgive?
The night of August 15th was surprisingly chilly!

In the Al-Cadascia Palace.

Uday was so anxious that he couldn't even describe his feelings.

The suicide squad leader and guard captain, Izzat Cooper Zachary, and his uncle, Hil Sophie Antikriti, sat equally nervous.

The three people remained silent, unsure of what to say.

"Your Highness, would you like something to drink?" A woman walked in from the doorway, forcing a smile on her face.

"roll!"

Uday suddenly raised his head and snarled at the other person, "Who let you in? Get out! Get out!"

The woman was so frightened that her face turned pale, and her hands trembled. She almost dropped what she was holding, but she managed to hold on tightly despite her fear.

If it falls...

Uday would definitely kill himself!
He's a tyrant!

There was a time when a maid accidentally spilled tea on the carpet while pouring it, and he simply tossed it to his pet lion!

Their indiscriminate killing of innocent people, their tyrannical nature, and their unpredictable temper are utterly appalling.

But there's nothing he can do; his father is Saddam Hussein.

Uday nervously watched the clock on the wall as it slowly approached 22 PM!
咣—

As the clock struck, the wooden bird inside poked its head out. Just then, the phone he had been holding vibrated twice. Startled, he quickly answered it. Hearing the voice on the other end, whose breathing was rapid, he exclaimed, "Good! Good! Good! Don't worry, once I become president, I will definitely not treat you unfairly!"

His eyes lit up after he hung up the phone.

"It's a great success!" Uday exclaimed excitedly.

Izzat Cooper Zachary and Hill Sophie Antikriti were also staring at him.

"Your Highness!"

"Let's go! Bring everyone, tonight we'll send Father to his final resting place!"

Uncle Hill Sophie Antikriti grinned maliciously, his breathing becoming rapid, "Let's go!"

The three rushed outside, where four troop carriers were already parked. Of course, Uday wouldn't squeeze in with them; he got into his own Lamborghini LM002, an off-road vehicle.

"set off!"

The procession drove out of Al-Cadascia Palace in a grand procession and headed towards Babylon Palace.

Inside the mansion, many eyes watched silently. Most of them were servants. Although they didn't understand what was happening, their intuition told them that something was wrong.

Meanwhile, the second prince, Khussa…

He then received a phone call from Saddam's guards, who said the president wanted to see him and hoped he would come over as soon as possible.

Although Kusei was puzzled, he still prepared to go there.

Unlike Uday, he has a good reputation, is low-key and pragmatic, has a very strong personality, and is quite capable.

Therefore, his status in Saddam's heart rose day by day.

He drove his sports car, which bore the license plate number 901, towards the Babylonian Palace.

Meanwhile, Mizbanhadi was very nervous. He stood at the crossroads of Ishtar Gate, his eyelids twitching.

"Captain, what are you looking at?" a guard asked curiously.

"It's nothing, don't doze off, keep up your guard duty." He said sternly.

???

The captain seems a bit strange today.

Although I felt something was off, I didn't pay much attention to it.

Snapped-

A beam of light shone from afar, followed by the beeping of a horn. Mizbanhadi was startled and quickly led his men over. It was a Ferrari. He glanced at it and his eyelids twitched. How come the damn Kousse came first?

Are you speeding?

But he still forced a smile, "Your Highness."

“Thank you for your hard work. My father asked me to come.” Kusei opened the window and spoke gently. Mizbanhadi could only nod and signal the guards to open the door.

"You've worked hard. Here, have a box of cigars. They were just delivered from Cuba. I brought them for you because I knew you'd been on duty." After tossing a box of cigars to the passenger, Cusay waved and drove inside.

Mizbanhadi looked at the rear of the Ferrari with a complicated expression.

to be honest…

Qusay is much better than Uday, who was even able to shoot veterans who followed Saddam in his uprising and recklessly belittle the merits of others. But what could he do? His son, Mizbanhadi, had fallen into the hands of the other side.
When Uday was in charge of the intelligence department, during the Gulf War, his son was found to have business dealings with some people in the United States. This matter could be serious or minor, so Uday approached him and had no choice but to go through with it.

Hey…

The struggle for power and the crown prince has always been this brutal!

Qusay drove the car into the yard, parked it, got out, and jogged inside. He was greeted by Saddam's butler approaching. "Your Highness~"

"My father is looking for me."

The butler looked puzzled. "??? The President has been resting for a long time. He didn't call you."

Kousse was also stunned.

boom-

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out. Qusay and the butler were startled and rushed out. They saw a flash of light at the Ishtar Gate not far away, followed by the sound of gunfire.

"Quick! Go back!" The steward's expression changed, and he grabbed Kusei and ran into the palace.

Meanwhile, the guards inside the Babylonian palace rushed toward the Ishtar Gate.

At this moment, the deputy captain of the guard, Mizbanhadi, had a crazed look in his eyes. A guard was lying on the ground. He said fiercely, "I said open the door!!"

He hadn't expected Uday and Qusay to arrive so close together, but when he saw the troop carriers behind them, his guards refused to open the doors. Enraged, Mizbanhadi had no choice but to shoot and kill them.

Pointing at others and threatening them!
"Betrayal! This is betrayal!!"

"If you don't open the door, I'll kill you!"

Who knew that the remaining guards would also become enraged.

It must be said that Saddam Hussein had a very good personal charisma; otherwise, why would so many people be willing to die with him when he was desperate?

Guards are often trusted confidants. Just because Mizban Hadi wants to rebel doesn't mean others want to rebel!
Uday, who was blocked outside the door, panicked when he heard the gunshots inside…

What are you doing?
"Something's gone wrong! We can't wait any longer! Charge in! Charge in!" Uncle Hil Sophie Antikriti, hearing the commotion, panicked and grabbed Uday's hand, shouting, "Otherwise, if we wait for other reinforcements, we...we'll all be dead!!!!!"

His voice trembled as he spoke the rest of the story…

Saddam Hussein's methods are beyond the imagination of those who haven't seen them... In 1979, he used his daughter's birthday party as an ambush to force his uncle, Bakr (former president), to announce his abdication on television, and then placed him under long-term house arrest.

Shortly after Saddam Hussein assumed the presidency, he accused 68 Ba'ath Party officials of "treason" in a live televised address, arresting and swiftly executing them on the spot. This "trap" was broadcast nationwide on video, and more than 300 officials present witnessed their colleagues being dragged away, their psychological defenses completely collapsing!

There was also the infamous massacre in Dujail, where Saddam Hussein ordered the arrest of over 1000 villagers after a failed assassination attempt by Shia villagers. Of these, 143 were tortured and executed, and the village was razed to the ground!

Is this something a human being could do?
In addition, he enacted harsh laws stipulating that "mocking the president is punishable by death"; thieves who commit the first offense will have their left foot cut off, and repeat offenders will be branded on the forehead; draft evaders will have both ears cut off; doctors who treat "political prisoners" will be disfigured...

Hill Sophie Antikriti was a firsthand witness, so of course he knew!
Seeing that Uday was at a loss, he cursed under his breath, grabbed the troop carrier driver, jumped in himself, gritted his teeth, stepped on the gas, and rushed toward the Ishtar Gate.

I felt a tremendous force force that smashed the door open!
What can stop such a large troop transport vehicle?
However, the front of the car was also severely damaged, and the A-pillar was deformed...

Seeing the Ishtar gate smashed open, Uday finally snapped out of his daze, yelling, "Charge in! Charge in!"

to be honest…

At this moment, the 120 members of the "Uday Suicide Squad" were also dumbfounded. What message had they received?
Night training!

They thought they could just train, but they ended up at the Babylonian Palace, and Uday seemed to be planning a coup!
Saddam's fear was palpable, and many people even became somewhat timid...

When the suicide squad leader and guard captain, Izzat Cooper Zachary, saw this, he was furious. He drew his gun and opened fire on the two slower soldiers, killing them instantly, and shouted fiercely, "Back off means death!"

"Charge in, and you'll get 100 million dinars each afterwards!"

That's actually not much...

The dinars issued between the 1980s and 1990s were printed by a professional Swiss banknote printing company, employing sophisticated craftsmanship and advanced anti-counterfeiting technologies such as intaglio printing, three-color transition, and fully embedded security threads. The first banknote featuring Saddam Hussein's portrait was issued in 1986, with a face value of 25 dinars; his image in military uniform became a distinctive design… (Shameless!)
The official exchange rate has long been locked at 1 dinar ≈ 3.4 US dollars (e.g., a 25 dinar banknote is worth about 80 US dollars), making it one of the strongest currencies in the Middle East!

Following the Gulf War, influenced by international sanctions, Iraq turned to printing its own banknotes. The new banknotes featured rudimentary designs and lacked anti-counterfeiting measures; Saddam Hussein was depicted wearing a suit. The government printed massive amounts of money to cope with the financial crisis, leading to hyperinflation; currently, the exchange rate is approximately 600 dinars to 1 US dollar.

It's actually less than $1700.

But these daredevils saw that they could not retreat, so they had no choice but to advance. A group of them rushed in and engaged the guards in firefight.

Uday's mind went blank, his face flushed, and anyone who didn't know better would think he had just masturbated.

The Special Security Organization (SSO), with approximately 5000 personnel, is responsible for guarding the Babylon Palace. They protect the presidential residence and oversee other security forces, and their direct leader is Qusay Hussein!
Uday recruited Mizbanhadi, who was only one of the seven vice-captains…

There were approximately 800 people inside the Babylonian Palace, scattered in various locations. When the Ishtar Gate was broken open, people from other places also arrived and began firing from the garden entrance!

"Charge! Charge!" That was all Uday shouted.

The soldiers beside him fell one by one into pools of blood…

120 people...

Li Shimin had to bring 800 men and fierce generals like Yuchi Jingde. You only have 120 men... Aren't you just asking for trouble?

Such a rebellion could only be dealt with by a blitzkrieg, crushing it in one fell swoop. But the Uday Commandos did not have this capability and were directly blocked by the Special Security Organization (SSO). Ten minutes later, reinforcements arrived near the Babylonian Palace.

This also foreshadowed Uday's defeat!
boom-

A stray bullet, seemingly from nowhere, struck him in the back. Uday felt a jolt of numbness in his nerves and collapsed to the ground.

"Your Highness!" Izzat Cooper Zachary, the captain of the suicide squad and the head of the guards, cried out in despair. Seeing the soldiers surrounding him, he shoved the gun into his mouth and fired a shot. A bright hole appeared in the back of his head, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground dead.

Suicide is better than being tortured to death by Saddam!
Uncle Hill Sophie Antikriti fought fiercely, but unfortunately, he was outnumbered and killed by a hail of bullets, his body riddled with dozens of bullet holes and looking bloody.

About 40 minutes later...

Some surrendered, and some were killed.

The palaces of Babylon were littered with corpses…

The smell of blood and gunpowder permeated the air, making everyone feel uneasy.

Uday was dragged by the shoulder into the house and thrown heavily to the ground.

Saddam Hussein sat in his high seat with a gloomy and ashen face.

"You bastard! You bastard! Are you betraying your father?!" Kusei shouted and cursed.

Uday's lips twitched slightly, his voice hoarse, "Get out! You bastard!"

These words enraged Saddam Hussein, who immediately came down and kicked him in the head, yelling, "Bastard! Bastard! He's your brother! You're brothers, and you call him a bastard?!"

Uday was a real man; he didn't utter a sound even after being kicked, his face covered in blood as he glared at them with hatred. "Brother? My own brother? Does he consider me his older brother? If he does, then why did he take my place?"

"And you, Saddam Hussein!"

“You want to pass the throne to him? Then kill me, kill me, the eldest son, and then pass the throne to him. When you die, he will take the throne and I will still die. So why don’t I take a gamble? Let me tell you, it’s just that I’m unlucky. Otherwise, what happened to Becker in 1979 would be what happened to you today!”

Saddam's hands were shaking...

The Middle Eastern lion king's pupils contracted slightly as he looked at his eldest son, who was roaring fiercely on the ground. His heart skipped a beat. "You're plotting a rebellion!"

"Rebellion is for self-preservation, and self-preservation is the inevitable root of rebellion. I have been helping you govern the country since I was 20 years old. For the past 11 years, I have worked diligently for the country. What matter have I not handled well? 11 years! 11 years!! Doesn't that prove that my character will not affect my handling of national affairs?"

"You let Quese take my place and stripped me of my military power. Don't you know what this means? Actually, you know everything. I know I'm getting further and further away from the position of heir! Father!!!"

Uday screamed hysterically, "Father, why are you siding with Kousse?!"

"Brother..."

"Shut up!!!"

To everyone's surprise, Saddam roared at him, his eyes bloodshot as he looked at his son lying on the ground, "Uday—"

"Please address me as Your Highness, Mr. President! Your Highness of Iraq!!"

Saddam opened his mouth, lowered his head, slowly turned around, and waved his hand, "Send him away and imprison him."

The guards next to him grabbed his hand and pulled him outside.

"Kill me! Kill me!!!" Uday was still screaming, but gradually his voice faded into the distance.

"You go down too."

"Father…"

"roll!!!"

Qusay shrank back and ran out, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips. After everyone else was out of the hall, Saddam sat slumped down. The spirit of this Middle Eastern tyrant suddenly collapsed, and his body was trembling.

He couldn't understand why he was such a failure as a father!
He couldn't understand why his son, on whom he had placed so much hope, would rebel!

He couldn't understand it at all...

Is power really that good?!
But if power is not good... then why would he betray his own uncle?

Inside the main hall…

Suppressed sobs slowly rose into the air.

Who can escape the wrath of Heaven?
On August 15, 1993, at 10 p.m., Uday Hussein's rebellion was suppressed, and he was imprisoned in the Tikrit Palace!

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(End of this chapter)