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

Watching Kamal leave, the group of elders finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The chief did a good job, we just need to be tougher!" Rajab said. "They know we have weapons, so they won't dare threaten us anymore! But... we absolutely cannot sell our weapons to them! They're the guarantee of our tribe's safety! Anyub, what do you think?"

Anyub's expression was incredibly complicated. He had a feeling that the Houthis wouldn't just give up like that. They must have had other purposes for coming here, but he just couldn't guess them yet.

"Okay." He nodded. "You're right, I was overthinking it."

"Here, have some khat. I think this one is very tender."

The joyful atmosphere returned to the tent.

As night fell, the elders staggered back home, and Zaikaria returned to her tent, lay down on her bed, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

They slept soundly until dawn, and before they could even begin their prayers, they saw someone rushing over.

"Chief, Chief, something terrible has happened!"

"What's wrong?"

"Our camels...have disappeared!"

"What? How is this possible!"

"Yes, you should go and take a look right away."

Zaikaliya strode over to the camel pen, and sure enough, the wire mesh surrounding it had a hole in it, and not a single camel was left inside!

In such places, camels are free-range. During the day, they graze freely in the pastures, and at night they are herded back to their enclosures, where guards watch over them to protect them from wild animals.

Looking at the cut barbed wire, Zaikalia realized: it was obvious that someone had deliberately stolen the camels!

Who did it?

"Chief, Chief, all my camels are gone too!"

"Chief, my camel..."

Soon, a large crowd gathered around!

It wasn't just this one camel pen; all the camels in all the camel pens have gone missing!

The life of Bedouin tribes is based on herding. In the Middle East, they mainly raise camels and sheep, with camels playing a crucial role in their lives.

It can transport goods, conduct trade, and is also a source of milk and meat, and a symbol of their wealth and status!

Their Selim tribe had over two thousand camels, a precious asset, and they've lost it all! This is tantamount to taking their lives!

"Damn it, it must have been the Houthis!" Rajab roared, his face contorted with rage. "Chief, gather the young men of our tribe, grab our weapons, and let's settle accounts with the Houthis!"

Think back to what Kamal said when he left yesterday; it was clearly an implication for them!

Unfortunately, none of us recognized it at the time!

just now……

"No!" Anyub shook his head. "The Houthis are in the mountains. Even if we gather three hundred young men and go into the mountains to cause trouble for them, we might not succeed. And... if something happens to those three hundred young men, our tribe will be completely finished!"

During the nomadic period, it was common for tribes to be slaughtered. For any tribe, the most important thing was its population, especially its young men!

They couldn't possibly gamble the future of their entire tribe by going into the mountains to cause trouble for the Houthis!

"What can we do then? If we lose all our camels, our tribe is finished too!"

"How about... we seek help from the Houthis?"

"Anyub, are you out of your mind? They're the ones who stole our camels, and now you're asking them for help?"

"So what else can we do? Go to the government for help? Those damn guys, besides asking us for money, will they help us get the camels back?"

"Then the Houthis will help us?"

"Yes, as long as we sell them the weapons."

Anyub finally understood that the Houthis were only after the weapons in their hands!

"What?! Our weapons are for protecting our own tribes, how could we possibly sell them to the Houthis!"

"We have our own weapons now, but can we protect the tribe? Didn't someone still lead away all the camels?" Anyub retorted. "If we can get our camels back, I think it's worth it!"

"Anyub, did you receive any benefits from the Houthis?"

"Rajab, you bastard without a penis..."

Seeing the two sides start arguing again, Zaikaria said helplessly, "Alright, stop arguing! Anyub, you're coming with me into the mountains to find the Houthis!"

Choosing Anyub means agreeing with his statement!

Huwamir.

"Commander, do you think the Bedouin tribe will submit?"

"What's wrong?"

"If they don't submit, could we slaughter a few camels...?"

"Of course we can't kill them! Since it was Lord Hassan's arrangement, then it's definitely possible!" Yahya-Sarea said, "Just you wait..."

"Battalion Commander, Battalion Commander, the Bedouins have gone into the mountains! The brigade commander has relayed orders to keep those camels hidden so they don't get discovered."

"good!"

Huwamir, the town center.

"Welcome, welcome, Chief Zakeriya. Don't worry, we Houthi rebels love helping our brother tribes. If you encounter any difficulties, just tell us." Kamal greeted them with a smile. "Come, let me introduce you, this is Brigadier General Alim of our Saddam Brigade!"

brigadier!

Zaikaliya's heart skipped a beat. Looking around at the soldiers training, there were at least... over a thousand of them!

The number of people in this army is equal to the number of people in their entire tribe!

Fortunately, they didn't offend the Houthis, otherwise... their entire tribe would have been slaughtered without any explanation. What weapons, what camels, none of them belonged to the Houthis.

"Brother Alim, hello! Our tribe suddenly lost a large number of camels last night, and we're really worried! Could you... help us search for them?"

"Of course, no problem! Kamal, you take the men..."

Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out outside.

"This gun belongs to our Third Battalion, what are you Fifth Battalion doing trying to steal it!"

"It's clearly ours!"

"Sigh, here we go again!" Alim sighed. "After our troops expanded, we never had enough weapons. Many soldiers have to train with wooden sticks... Please wait a moment, I'll come over after I've finished dealing with this."

After saying that, Alim left!

Ten minutes, half an hour, an hour... half a day...

It's getting dark soon if we keep waiting like this!

Zaikaria sighed, "Brother Kamal, could you talk to the brigade commander and say that our tribe will provide the weapons we need? And you... please send someone to find camels for us as soon as possible..."

"How can that be? Our Houthi armed forces are highly disciplined; we can't just take your weapons for free!"

What? We didn't say we'd take it for free, we said at market price...

At that moment, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Kamal pulled open his outer robe, revealing a Yemeni scimitar tucked into his waistband.

Zaikheliya swallowed her words, and after a few seconds, hesitantly spoke: "These are all given voluntarily by us! We are willing to contribute our strength to the growth and expansion of the Houthi armed forces, our camels..."

"Don't worry, as long as our soldiers get their weapons, they'll find the camels for you within half a day!"