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

The dreaded ceremony is finally over!

Looking at the smiling girl, Hassan had a surreal feeling that he was actually engaged.

"Hassan, if you have time, go back to the tribe tomorrow," Nurundin's voice rang out.

"Is there something you need?"

"The engagement ceremony will last for three days, starting tomorrow in the village..."

What?

The engagement will be in three days!

Hassan was completely dumbfounded, I...

"Father, Hassan is the Houthi leader, he has a lot of work to do every day, he... it's better if he doesn't go back, I can go back alone." Julia said with a smile, linking arms with Hassan.

So you've changed your tune already?

"Okay." Nurendin nodded.

As night deepened, Hassan, having eaten and drunk his fill, returned to his cave. Exhausted, he lay down on his bed and fell fast asleep.

In his dream, he seemed to return to the future, where he accidentally fell into the water, and then...

His hands began to grab at things haphazardly, and then he touched something soft.

"Hassan, Hassan, did you have a nightmare?"

Hassan slowly opened his eyes and saw that delicate face, fair skin, large blue eyes, and a high-bridged nose...

Holy crap, who is this, actually in their own bed!

"Brother Hassan, it's me, Julia!"

"Julia? What are you doing here?"

"We're already engaged, I'm your wife, of course I have to sleep with you."

Western girls are so open-minded!

Wait, myself...

Hassan checked himself over. His clothes were still on, he hadn't been... you know. And, facing such a little girl, he felt no desire whatsoever; his inner turmoil wouldn't erupt.

He slowly sat up, turned on the bedside lamp, and thought, "If only I had a cigarette right now!"

Unfortunately, there was no smoking, no drinking, and he had forbidden the old local tradition of chewing khat, so now he found himself with nothing to distract himself from.

"Brother Hassan, would you like some water? I'll get you some."

"Hassan, Hassan, our sentries on the outer perimeter have captured a few people. They claim they were sent by Redbeard and want to make contact with us!"

"Okay, I'll be right out."

At this point, Hassan was actually grateful to these uninvited guests for giving him a reason to leave.

"I'll help you get dressed."

Julia quickly grabbed Hassan's coat, put it on him, and put a headscarf on him.

Boo!

Hassan blushed, his inner energy almost bursting out.

Izzat Ibrahim al-Douri, nicknamed Red Beard, was the vice president during Saddam Hussein's presidency and was extremely loyal to Saddam!

At the end of last year, Saddam Hussein was arrested and his two sons were beaten to death. This guy then began to independently lead the anti-American guerrilla war in Iraq.

Although the Republican Guard lost its heavy equipment such as tanks, it still posed a great threat to the Americans with its AK rifles and RPG rocket launchers!

Although the Americans didn't lose many people when they captured Iraq, the death toll rose sharply in the subsequent counterinsurgency campaign, eventually forcing them to end their military presence and hand over power to the locals.

Then... the Americans were furious. They overthrew Saddam Hussein's rule, but the new leader was still anti-American!

This also shows that justice resides in the hearts of the people. A powerful military can enslave a country, but it can never truly conquer a country!

Moreover, it wasn't just the former government forces that transformed into guerrillas; there were other forces within Iraq, such as the Japanese Communist Party, the Sunni Jihad Army, combat brigades, revolutionary brigades, and so on—various anti-American forces emerged one after another.

Some of these forces were even suppressed by Saddam Hussein back then, and they still dislike the Americans!

Later, all these forces were integrated by Redbeard, and their guerrilla warfare was incredibly effective.

In fact, Hassan had planned to contact these like-minded Arab brothers, but before he could take action, they came knocking on his door first!

The only concern is whether these people are really Redbeard's men, or a Mossad infiltration operation.

A gentle night breeze was blowing, and the eastern sky was beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

Outside Malan Town, under a large tree, stood three strong men in camouflage uniforms, forming a simple protective circle around the elderly man sitting in the center.

Around them were a dozen or so Houthi fighters, all menacing and armed with brand-new M4 carbines.

The Badar Battalion is guarding the base; they don't have many combat missions, and they've been itching to get their hands dirty for a while!

These guys keep saying they're sent by the Redbeard, but who knows if it's true! They might actually be sent by Mossad!

Just then, footsteps sounded.

"Deputy Battalion Commander!"

Watban nodded: "Yes, you've done a good job. Now, take them to the dungeon!"

"yes!"

The large creatures rushed forward quickly, like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

"You dare!" the three strong men exclaimed anxiously.

"It's alright. I believe the Houthi leaders who have accomplished so much are wise. This is just a test for us. Let's go."

The old man stood up, touched his nose, and then looked Watban up and down: "Brother, lead the way."

"Excuse me, we need to blindfold you and check your belongings."

The old man nodded: "Come on."

Seeing how compliant he was, the three burly men protecting him gritted their teeth and ultimately decided to obey orders.

The mountain road was rugged and winding; I don't know how far I had traveled, but...

The old man sniffed and smelled a fragrance wafting in the air.

"Roasted whole lamb? That's the taste I miss!" He sighed twice.

He hasn't had a whole roasted lamb since the government collapsed last year, and now...

"Uncle Redbeard, since you miss it, why don't you sit down and eat with us?" a young man's voice rang out.

When the hood was removed, he found himself standing in front of a Tulou (earthen building). On the barbecue grill, a whole roasted lamb was sizzling with oil, and a young man was turning the grill with remarkable ease.

This is the first time I've ever had a whole roasted lamb for breakfast.

only……

"How did you know I have a red beard?"

They only claimed that Redbeard sent them, but they didn't say that Redbeard came in person! At this point, the old man was clearly very surprised.

Hassan, who was grilling, grinned smugly. He'd guessed right!