Middle Eastern tyrants

Chapter 43 Inviting the Enemy into the Trap (Combined Chapters)

In a mansion in Riyadh, Muhammad's eldest son, Nshum, is chatting with someone.

"Thank you for reminding me, Enshium, otherwise I would still be in the dark. I never imagined that our family scandal had already spread overseas!" The man held the photo in his hand, his eyes seemingly flashing with anger: "This woman dared to show her face in public; she should be ashamed of herself!"

Enshium took a puff of Morgan 66, the smoke swirling in his mouth before slowly exhaling: "You certainly have reason to be angry, Your Excellency Hussein. If I were in your shoes and found out my fiancée had done something like this, I wouldn't be able to swallow it either."

In Islamic teachings, contact between unmarried men and women is strictly limited. This photo of her with a strange man undoubtedly violates this taboo.

Hussein Benturki Al-Shat now feels like he's been cuckolded, and although he knows it was a wartime journalist taking photos to promote the Shuangzhi resistance against Zion's invasion, he still can't accept his fiancée's behavior.

In the marriage, the husband has guardianship over his wife, and he believes that even if photos are to be taken, at least his consent should be obtained.

The flames of jealousy burned in his heart.

"I want to protest to the church!" Hussein couldn't help but say, "They shouldn't have sent missions to the front lines, and even if they did, they shouldn't have sent women. You know, those are all lowly people and horny monkeys!"

“The church must ensure the purity of the soldiers’ thoughts and also root out those traitors.” Enshium reminded him not to speak carelessly and risk getting himself into trouble: “What we need to do is to ruin the reputation of those involved.”

Under the harsh and strict doctrines, female indiscretion was considered a serious crime. Now, with irrefutable evidence, Hussein, as her fiancé, has every reason to seek justice.

With Enshium's encouragement, news of Hussein's challenge to a duel with Amir, the youngest son of Muhammad, had spread throughout high society. One side was a newly promoted royal general, and the other was a disgraced victim. This duel had whetted the appetites of the nobles.

"But isn't he your brother?" Hussein's anger subsided somewhat, and he also noticed something amiss: "Why are you so fixated on dealing with him?"

Enshium subconsciously touched his cheek. Although the swelling had subsided in the past two days, the shame he felt was growing stronger.

Lu Lin slapped Muhammad right under his nose, shattering his years of accumulated dignity.

Then someone approached him and revealed the whole plan.

“Our family is a large one, and not everyone is of one mind,” Enshium said calmly. “All you need to know is that he doesn’t acknowledge me as his brother.”

Hussein didn't ask any more questions after hearing this, as such "brotherly harmony" was all too common in the large Shuangzhi family.

He just needed to make sure that Enshium wasn't setting a trap for him. But thinking about it, it didn't really matter. After all, he was on the moral high ground. So what if the other party was an army major general?

“That’s good. What if your brother chooses to ignore it?” Hussein said. “If he doesn’t reply to my letter, then we’ll be just as helpless.”

Enshium slowly sipped his gin, then smiled slightly: "If you can't deal with Amir, can't you still put pressure on the Rashid family?"

A dignified army major general letting a woman take the blame for him—does he have no shame at all?

"Brilliant!" Hussein exclaimed, suddenly enlightened. "Then it seems we need to increase our efforts."

The two exchanged a smile, their martini glasses clinked lightly in the air, and then they drank their drinks in one gulp.

Two days later, at Rashid's house.

After returning from the front lines in Nukshir, Yehena was placed under house arrest. Rumors spread like wildfire, with even her fellow church members gossiping behind her back.

In this Muslim country, female chastity is paramount.

"All this is for Allah," Yehena prayed devoutly, her hands wrapped in gauze.

Just then, the door opened, and a couple quickly walked in.

“I don’t know what kind of spell that royal prince Amir has cast on you, but what you need to do now is to distance yourself from him and absolutely not say that you took the photos willingly.” Yehena’s father, Samir, couldn’t help but say, “The family has been extremely worried about you these past few days. You know how much we’ve sacrificed to salvage your reputation.”

“I did nothing wrong.” Yehena turned to look at her parents, her eyes clear. “My body and mind are pure, and all I do is to protect the land blessed by God.”

If anyone has truly made a mistake, it's the fault of those who were filled with envy!

"Still trying to deny it!" Samir raised his hand to slap her, but then remembered his daughter's identity as a prophet and had to angrily stop. "I've already spoken to the church about letting you leave the army. After this turmoil passes, you'd better get married properly!"

"Stick to what you believe is right," Yehena murmured to herself.

Just then, a male servant rushed in, panting, and said, "Master! The army's vehicles have arrived downstairs. They say they're here to pick up Miss!"

"What are they here for?" Samir frowned.

The male servant said, "It seems they've come to help Miss with the paperwork for enlisting in the military."

Before Samir could react, a crimson figure had already swept past him like a bird.

"Stop her!"

The manor was thrown into chaos.

Yehena ran through the corridor, and the maids and housekeepers passing by all made way for her.

She felt her heart pounding in her chest, as if it would sprout wings and fly into the sky at any moment.

Finally, she ran downstairs and saw a military jeep waiting for her.

She recognized the driver; he was a major general's bodyguard.

"Let's go, let's go quickly!" She was surprised to find that her voice carried a long-lost joy.

The jeep's rear wheels kicked up clouds of dust, carrying the shouts of cursing behind it further and further away.

At this moment, Fahad spoke up, "The Major General has already made all the arrangements, so you can rest assured. Once you leave the room, he will take care of the rest."

Yehena asked in surprise, "He really said that?"

Fahd recalled: "Yes, and the general also said that those bastards would pay the price!"

Yehena was smiling very happily.

"What? He actually took Yehena away?"

Hussein was furious when he heard the news. "Damn it, you're not even going to act anymore, you dare to openly steal my wife!"

It's so deceiving!

Enshium was also alarmed after hearing this. "Then you have to hurry up and chase after her! Once she's officially enlisted in the military, your fiancée will truly become his subordinate, and then he can do whatever he wants with perfect justification!"

Hussein cursed Amir under his breath, thinking he was a real bastard for not accepting his challenge and instead resorting to such despicable means!
The direction the jeep was traveling was not difficult to track. After all, there weren't many Shuangzhi cars at that time, so tracking a military jeep was not a difficult task.

Just as Hussein was about to go and bring his fiancée back in person, he was stopped by Enshium: "Wait, let's find a few more people, so we can catch him red-handed and see what he can say about it!"

Two hours later, at the Ramliya military base, Hussein led a group of relatives and servants in.

"Who are you! How dare you trespass on a military base!" The soldiers on guard at the gate immediately stopped them.

Even after explaining their purpose, the soldiers still refused to let them pass.

Hussein was furious. He slapped the soldier across the face, knocking him to the ground. As the soldier stared in astonishment, he cursed, "Didn't you see my family crest? A bunch of domesticated lackeys, daring to talk back to their master!" In the chaotic military system of Shuangzhi, the government-affiliated troops were essentially the royal family's private army. They were more intimidating to ordinary people, but to the royal family and nobles, they were no different from their own hired thugs.

Seeing the arrogant and domineering person, the soldier covered his face and turned away.

"Let him go and report it, so that Amir knows that I, Hussein, have come to seek justice!" Hussein was not afraid at all.

The group continued inside, and no one stopped them along the way. But when they reached the square, they heard urgent whistles and the roar of engines all around them.

Before the group could react, several M3 troop carriers and Sherman tanks drove up, followed by dozens of fully armed soldiers with submachine guns surrounding them. The leader shouted, "Put down your weapons and put your hands on your heads!"

"Let me see your officer! He has taken my fiancée!" Hussein still refused to give up resisting.

The soldiers exchanged glances and fired warning shots.

This startled the group, and one of them whispered to Hussein, "Uncle, they seem serious."

At this point, Hussein was so anxious to find his loved one that he became somewhat impulsive, shouting, "What are you afraid of! We are of royal lineage, try and let them touch me!"

Then a bearded officer satisfied him, smashing a rifle butt directly into his cheek, breaking two of his back teeth.

"Return the royal family?"

Bandar looked at Hussein's pathetic expression and sneered, "Which of you here is from a royal family? Aren't you all princes? Do you think you're the only one with a noble status?"

His words drew laughter from the soldiers.

In the military, officers and ordinary soldiers are treated differently, and some families often try to get their children into the military to "gild their resumes."

Before they went to the Nukshir outpost, they were a group of spoiled young masters, but now they have become the elite of the army.

Hussein's face flushed with rage: "Go ahead and kill me if you dare! Your superior openly stole my fiancée, and the church will not let him get away with it. You people are protecting criminals, so just wait to be tried together!"

Bandar looked at the guy with a hint of pity in his eyes. How come the royal family keeps producing such scum?
No wonder the major general's face turned sour when his relatives were mentioned; those people are nothing but a bunch of pigs!
Just then, Lu Lin finally appeared in front of Hussein and the group, followed by Yehena, who was wearing a military uniform.

"This is an appointment letter personally approved by the Ministry of Defense and the Church. I don't understand what you mean." He took out an appointment letter signed by the Minister of Defense and the Grand Mufti. Just looking at the signatures made everyone turn pale.

"Let's talk about other things. You trespassed into the military camp, and I have the right to shoot you dead right now!"

Lu Lin's voice was icy cold, and then a long series of bullet-loading sounds rang out around them.

Even the tank's cannon barrel was moved over and aimed at them.

Hussein finally realized this was no joke, and immediately put his hands on his head and surrendered.

"Major General! Your Excellency Major General, this must be a misunderstanding!"

Lu Lin sneered inwardly. Now he knows it was a misunderstanding?
Do you think you can just come and go as you please on my turf?
"Search them to see if they are carrying any weapons!"

With a command, a group of soldiers rushed forward and stripped Hussein and his men naked. Lu Lin looked at the guard who had just been beaten and asked, "Asifa, who hit you just now?"

The guard pointed at Hussein and said, "That's him!"

"Go up and slap him twice!" Lu Lin's eyes were filled with disgust: "He dares to act wildly here, he's got a death wish!"

Asifa stepped forward and slapped the person twice without saying a word, then strode back into the group.

Hussein was terrified. The truth and reason were in the hands of the other side, and he no longer cared about being cuckolded as long as he could live.

Lu Lin kicked him with the tip of his boot, and Hussein's fat jiggled.

To be honest, this was the first time he had met Yehena's fiancé. Was this guy thirty or forty years old?
It's truly a case of a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung.

Yehena also looked disgusted.

It wasn't that she disliked the man's appearance; it's quite common for bisexual women to marry men who are ten or even several decades older than them. What disgusted her was the man's despicable methods.

Lu Lin: "Hussein, didn't you challenge me to a duel? I accept."

Hussein raised his head: "It's all a misunderstanding, Major General. I don't care anymore. As long as you're willing to let me go, I'm willing to apologize for you, withdraw my duel request, and reconcile with the Rashid family."

“But I do care,” Lu Lin said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Hussein abruptly raised his head and stammered, "What did you say?"

“I said I care.” Lu Lin had two camels brought over. “The rules are simple: if you win, I’ll spare your life.”

"What if I lose?"

"If you lose, I'll skin you and put your skins on the outside of haystacks to use as target practice for the new recruits," Lu Lin threatened him.

Upon hearing the answer, Hussein immediately shivered.

“I won’t choose! I want to wait for my lawyer!” Hussein shook his head vigorously.

Lu Lin planted a saber in front of him: "Or you have another option, which is to break off the engagement."

"Cancel the engagement?"

At this moment, Hussein realized that he had already stepped into Lu Lin's trap, but now he was at Lu Lin's mercy. In fact, the moment he stepped into the military camp, he had no choice.

"Fine," Hussein said reluctantly, knowing that if he didn't agree, he would be skinned alive and stuffed with straw.

With Hussein signing the written statement, the engagement was thus annulled.

Generally speaking, the annulment of an engagement requires at least two male Muslims to be present as witnesses, so Lu Lin led the entire camp to witness the proceedings.

Many of these officers are descendants of prominent families, and this information will likely reach everyone's ears soon.

"Congratulations, you are now free."

Lu Lin handed the statement to Yehena and joked, "Don't lose this, or I'll have to go to Hussein's house to arrest him myself."

Yehena put the statement away, then blinked: "You just said you care."

"Hey, did I just say that?" Lu Lin pretended to be stupid.

Yehena nodded firmly: "You definitely said that!"

Lu Lin thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll take it as I said."

Yehena's eyes were filled with light.

(End of this chapter)