Crossing through time 04, I blew up the American aircraft carrier.

The sun rises in the east, casting its warm rays upon the rolling mountains.

A dozen or so pickup trucks swayed and bumped along the mountain road, heading north.

In the car.

"Everyone, don't worry, the Bajile Tribal Alliance will help you resolve this matter! We can get them back without spending a penny!"

After receiving the benefits, the third elder of the tribal alliance, Katani, eagerly followed along to demand the release of the prisoners.

Saleh's second nephew, Yahya, head of the Central Security Forces and Counterterrorism Agency, was given the runaround at the family meeting, and the task ultimately fell to him.

He didn't want to come either, but there was nothing he could do!

At that moment, looking at the mosque that appeared ahead, he took a deep breath.

"Yes, we hope you can help us get that person out so we can get off the bus!"

Behind them, people from the other cars got out and looked at the people at the mosque entrance.

His clothes were worn and tattered, he wore slippers, and held an AK-47, looking at...

Katani frowned. Why didn't he recognize these people?

He strode over and said, "Hey, you bastards from the Bide tribe, what are you doing tying up the Republican Guard? Release them right now... Ouch!"

Snapped!

A hard slap landed on his face, and he was knocked to the ground before he could even stand up straight.

"Where...where is your tribe's chief? Where are the elders?"

"Get lost!" Jafar gave him a disdainful look.

The entire Bide tribe... Yesterday, they accepted an invitation from a neighboring tribe to have a feast together, eating, drinking, and chewing katar grass, and they won't return for three days!

The entire Bide tribe is now entirely under their control!

Katani trembled, still wanting to curse, but Jafar grew impatient: "Guards, seize him! Ransom of 100,000!"

What?

Chill!

Katani scrambled away as fast as he could.

Yahya took a deep breath and stepped forward: "Brothers of the Bide tribe, we've brought money... Could you let us ransom a few of the major generals first?"

"No! Have Major Muhammad's family arrived? Did they bring the ransom?"

"They're here! They're here!"

A person came over, trembling, carrying a bag in his hand.

"This is $100,000..."

Jafar glanced at the bundles of US dollars, and then... to the anxious gaze of the group, he pulled out... a money counting machine from behind him!

That's right, it's a money counting machine!

Tear open the seal and put the money in.

Splash...

Is this kind of transaction even possible?

"Good, $100,000, no mistake. Bring Major Muhammad here! Next, has Major Majid's family arrived?"

The money counting machine started spinning again.

Half an hour later.

"Hey, you people who were picked up, why aren't you leaving yet? Is it because...?"

"Let's go, let's go!" A large group of majors quickly climbed into the pickup truck. What if these people changed their minds and arrested them?

Whoosh... a large group of people left in an instant.

A vague unease crept into Ye Haiya's heart. Fewer and fewer people were leaving; what would happen to him later...?

"Let's continue with the lieutenant colonel's transaction..." Jafar wasn't in a hurry, taking his time. There were several devout prayers along the way, and regardless of whether they were enemies or not, everyone had to bow towards Mecca.

The sun slowly slid overhead and then slowly set in the west.

"Alright, let's finalize the deal regarding the major general. Has Mustafa's family arrived?"

"It's here! It's here! There's a million dollars in this box!"

A standard $100 million bill weighs a full 10.5 kilograms, which is quite a bit of a struggle to lift!

As the sun set and the million dollars began to be counted, Yehya couldn't hold back any longer. He took a few steps forward and said, "Can you guys hurry up? Just pick any bundle from the box. These seals are from the Federal Reserve; there's no way they could be faked."

"We're just kids from the mountains, we've never seen the world before. What if you slip in counterfeit money? Do you think it's easy for us to make money?"

Of course it's easy! Yehya really wanted to curse.

Jafar rolled his eyes at the other person: "If you have no patience, then get lost!"

Of course we can't leave! We still need to ransom Ahmed!

It gradually got dark.

"Alright, one million dollars, no problem! Someone, bring Mustafa out here!"

Soon, Mustafa, who was so hungry that his vision was blurred, staggered out. When he saw the people outside, tears welled up in his eyes.

Give me something to eat!

Seeing that the other party had indeed released the major general as agreed, Yehya finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, let's go quickly!"

Mustafa didn't delay any longer, quickly got into a pickup truck, and sped away.

Yahya quickly came up with a money box and said, "Here is one million. We've come to take Major General Ahmed back."

"Good, not bad."

Jafar took the money box, but did not open it.

Ye Haiya was overjoyed. Even if you're not tired, the money counting machine is! Don't bother counting this million; just let me take the person away!

"superior!"

By the end of the day, everyone else had been redeemed, leaving only three or five people with Yehya. Unexpectedly…

Splash, splash...

A large group of people surrounded them, raising their guns and aiming them at them!

"Hey, hey, what are you doing!"

Yehya's face darkened: "You can't do this! I'm here to ransom people! You Hussein have to keep your word! Otherwise, you're breaking the rules and breaking your promise!"

"No, no, what does our Bid tribe's lack of integrity have to do with the Houthi rebels!"

"You're all in cahoots!"

"Since you know you're all in cahoots, you still dare to come? We can release the others, but not the Saleh family! Our great mentor, Saddam Hussein, and his brother, Abdul-Housse, were all killed by your Saleh family!"

Yahya's legs began to go weak.

It's over, it's over!

As darkness fell, the troops waiting thirty kilometers south of the Bide tribe grew anxious.

What's going on? There's only one major general left, why can't we receive him?

Their orders were to rush in, kill the militants, and bring back the ransom after everyone had been safely ransomed!

For the sake of money, they will fight very hard.

"How about we go back and take a look?"

"That's right, let's fight our way back!"

In the darkness of night, the mosque remained quiet, but there was no one left. The other houses in the village were also empty.

Mustafa, who had already eaten and drunk his fill, began to tremble again.

Everyone was rescued except Ahmed, and Yahya is also missing. This...

If a group of children go swimming and one of them drowns, the rest will definitely be questioned: why wasn't it you who drowned?

I can't go back to Sana'a, it's too dangerous. I'll go back to Sada!