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

On the pickup truck.

"Dr. Bashar, it was because of our Houthi armed forces that you were almost kidnapped by Mossad. On behalf of the Houthis, I apologize to you."

"No, healing and saving lives is a doctor's duty. Of course, you can't be blamed. It's all because the Davids are so awful, they..."

"In their eyes, there are no basic international norms, no sense of right and wrong, only their own interests. They'll use any means necessary to threaten them," Hassan continued, picking up where she left off. "Their specialty is assassination!"

"Yes." Bashar remained silent.

"Dr. Bashar, you may still be in danger for some time to come. If you want to return to Riyadh and continue your previous life, I will send people to protect you. You will not be in danger until all my people return to the true world."

Bashar shook her head: "No, no, I don't want anyone to die protecting me."

"Well... it's not just Riyadh, the whole of Saudi Arabia, the entire Western world is unsafe. After all, Mossad is everywhere. If you... are willing, you can come to our side. Although the conditions will be tough, I guarantee that it won't be long before we take over the major cities!"

Hassan's attitude was extremely serious: "Dr. Bashar, you saved His Excellency Abdul's life. We Houthis are grateful. We will take care of everything you need for the rest of your life! Even if we Houthis fail, I will set aside some money for you to meet your living needs."

At that moment, Hassan felt a unique sensation within him.

This is very much like: Come on, come find me, I'll take care of you!

Bashar's gaze was filled with emotion.

"Thank you, Hassan. I... am willing to go to the Saada Mountains! I will also use my skills to continue saving lives!"

"Yes, on behalf of the Houthis, I welcome you to the team!"

Great, now the Houthis will have an experienced surgeon! This will reduce many casualties!

Sha, the capital.

"Wanhabi, what did you say?" Talal jumped up from the sofa. "Dr. Bashar has been kidnapped?"

"Yes, we found her car, and the CCTV footage from the nearby intersection, Dr. Bashar..."

"Damn it, immediately notify Uncle Salman to place the entire capital under martial law! Hmph, messing with our royal doctor has the same consequences as messing with my Talal!"

Mossad should be wiped off the face of the earth!

Talal was furious. To this day, there was still a group of people in the royal family who sided with the West. They were used to a life of wealth and thought that hiring a guard would be enough. They never expected that they would hire robbers who wanted to take over the rich man's house!

Just then, my phone rang.

"Hey, what? Hassan, you saved Dr. Bashar? That's great, that's wonderful! Don't worry, I'll arrange for a shipment of medical equipment to be transported there!"

After hanging up the phone, Talal finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When it really matters, we still have to rely on the Hassan brothers!

At the same time, GIP.

"Your Highness Aziz, the Prado on the suburban highway and the three criminals killed inside have indeed been confirmed by intelligence to belong to Mossad!"

Prince Aziz let out a long sigh of relief: "So, all of this wasn't staged by Houthi?"

"Yes."

This is all too strange. Dr. Bashar was kidnapped as soon as she returned, and then rescued by the Houthis! Moreover, Bashar has decided to go and help the Houthis!

The young Talal might not have given it much thought, but the shrewd Prince Aziz sensed a conspiracy.

Wasn't all of this staged by the Houthis themselves?

It's now confirmed: That's not true at all! Mossad would never cooperate with the Houthis in a charade!

Unbeknownst to him, Aziz's fondness for Houthi grew even stronger.

"Talal hasn't made any bad friends. We can secretly provide him with some assistance and help his Houthi friends! This time, Mossad was wiped out, and regardless of whether the Houthis were involved, the weapons used were the same as theirs!"

Over the years, as the relationship between the Shahs and the West has improved, they have maintained a superficial harmony with the Davids. However, they still vividly remember the various problems the Davids have created for them over the years!

As for Mossad, it's even worse!

Aziz had helped support the royalists back then, and he has a favorable impression of the current Houthis. Of course, it will probably be very difficult to convince everyone in the royal family to support the Houthis.

Let's take it one step at a time.

On the desert highway, pickup trucks sped southward.

The next day, just before dawn, the pickup truck drove into Malan Town.

"Hassan, you're finally back!"

"Hassan, you did a great job! Choosing you as our leader was the right decision! Oh, Dr. Bashar?"

Hamid and Watban were stunned when they saw the doctor get out of the car.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to announce that Dr. Bashar is now a member of our Houthi family! Please welcome her!"

The applause was enthusiastic.

Everyone knows what a highly skilled doctor means!

Many fewer people could die on the battlefield! For the Houthis, as long as they are alive, they can continue fighting!

In later generations, when the Houthis hold military parades, those soldiers with broken legs, leaning on crutches, appearing menacingly on the parade ground, the whole world, regardless of their stance, will have to admire the Houthi brothers as a group of tough guys!

Legs may be broken, bodies may be crippled, but the spirit of resisting tyranny must not be lost! As long as there is oppression in this world, they will bravely take up arms and attack the enemy, regardless of whether you are the world's number one or not, regardless of whether you are elite or not, we will fight the elite!

"Next, the Shah Brotherhood will provide us with a batch of medical equipment. Based on this, our Houthi society will build a modern hospital! Its name will be... the Houthi-Shah Friendship Hospital!"

Actually, he originally wanted to call it Houthi First Hospital, but after thinking about it... changing a few words would allow it to be associated with Shah, which would be very beneficial for its future development!

Even a hero needs three helpers. The Houthis can charge ahead, but they need financial backers to support them!

"Dr. Bashar!" Julia rushed over like a gust of wind. "Great! Welcome to Housey! Although it doesn't have the hustle and bustle of big cities, it has a group of very friendly people! Come on, let me show you to your accommodations!"

"This Julia is truly a great help to us Houthis!"

Hassan sighed a few times, then thought of something more important: "It's been a long time since I've been in touch with Dongda University. I need to find a place to go online."

Because I brought Bashar with me this time, I still couldn't sneakily install the internet cable.

Upon hearing this, Hamid spoke up: "Hassan, we've found an internet fiber optic cable in the northern desert recently. Dr. Booth connected one, and the terminal is in a small village in our controlled area..."

What?

That's amazing!

Now I have free access to the internet!