, Chapter 1558 The Devil's Sharp Horns Are Beginning to Emerge

"The Americans can't help it." When he saw that poor George W. Bush did not hesitate to "self-harm" in order to find a suitable excuse, even Little Bush, who has always disdained the struggle in the world, hugged her stomach and laughed wildly, "It's really hard for them to come up with so many methods." Alas, if it weren't for some people making trouble, Bush Jr. would have had a much better day now, and speaking of which, if I hadn't given this poor boy a chance to vent, I was really worried that he wouldn't be able to stand the excitement and go crazy. ”

After speaking, little Beibei looked into the distance with a sad face, well, the direction of the United States, it seems to be very sympathetic to poor Bush Jr.

"Well, since George W. Bush is so anxious to find a suitable excuse, then we have to give them a chance anyway, right? But you can't go too far. Zhang Lan also felt a little empty in his heart, who knows what kind of movement Bush Jr. will toss after the dog starts to jump over the wall?

What makes Zhang Lan feel a little weak is that the ghost knows that he has done so many hands and feet in it to block the pace of history, will someone who sees himself unhappy will have some tricks in the back? Just like Fang Shiyu and his uncle said, safety first, safety first. To sum up, it is to be low-key. Well, keep a low profile.

"Cut!" Two crisp sounds like yellow warblers sounded at the same time.

Zhang Lan's words, unsurprisingly, immediately attracted two girls with two white middle fingers, and four free health balls.

"By the way, Uncle bin Laden should be having a hot conversation with Saddam Hussein and the two guys right now, right?" Zhang Lan, who had decided to follow the trend of history, would never be the tiny praying mantis in front of the huge wheel of history, and would push the wheel with his hand if possible, scratched his head, pretended to ignore the actions of Xiao Chenxi and Xiao Beibei, and asked the two girls.

"Of course, Uncle Ben and Uncle Sa are two poor guys, who have been supported by the Americans, and now they are both bullied by the Americans. The two have the same religion, the same enemies, and of course they have a common language. According to the information we have, the two of them almost drank blood and drank wine when they saw each other," Alice nodded, "Recently, the poor boy of Bush Jr. has not found any trace of Uncle Ben, just because this guy has hid in Uncle Sa's house. ”

Scare! Zhang Lan was taken aback! Although I had thought that Uncle Ben and Uncle Sa might have a common language between them, so I asked Will to make some arrangements, but I really didn't expect that the friendship between Uncle Ben and Uncle Sa could be so good, and Uncle Ben had been invited by Uncle Sa to live in his house? For Uncle Sa, who has always been nervous, unless it is someone he trusts to the extreme, he doesn't even think about it.

However, the Iraqi Republican Guard will not be brainwashed into a fanatical jihadist by Uncle Ben, right? If Uncle Sa really let Uncle Ben do this, then when the Americans send troops to Iraq, the poor American GIs will not face suicide bombers who are dressed in tatters but have no military training, but one or two million fanatical jihadists who have undergone strict military training and are now brainwashed by the world's biggest madness!

Think of the millions of military-trained, brainwashed Republican Guards who are not afraid of death or screaming at the Americans. Or in order to shoot a certain American soldier, he hid in a corner and starved for several days, and Zhang Lan's scalp exploded!

Well, the Americans are probably unlucky. Zhang Lan kept drawing crosses on her chest, helping the American GIs book a few better seats with God in advance. …,

"Fake!"

"Agreed! Agree! A certain girl waved her pink and tender little fist vigorously, and at the same time nodded vigorously, looking at Zhang Lan with hatred.

The two girls commented on a pretending guy again, and the firm tone indicated that the two girls were definitely not joking, but quite agreeing.

"You two...... Hmph, what do the yellow-haired girls know! That, I'm worried about supporting little Beibei's girl. Zhang Lan rolled her eyes, intending to lead the disaster to Xiao Beibei, who was shaking her two white and tender calves and gnawing on the pickled pepper phoenix claws as if she was not doing my business.

"Really?" Xiao Beibei suddenly became excited, and his big eyes looked at Zhang Lan excitedly, and he suddenly forgot about his allies, and his eyes were full of small stars in various snack shapes.

Speaking of which, it seems that a poor little girl has not caught a "snack" to eat for a long time, and the "snack" she eats now is still the same inventory as before, for Xiao Beibei, how to solve her "snack" problem has become an imminent major thing that needs to be solved immediately.

"Hmm." What if you don't nod your head? You have to win an alliance anyway, don't you? Zhang Lan was reluctant, but had to pretend to be willing to nod.

“ys！” Xiao Beibei screamed happily, put the chicken bone in her hand, and flew over excitedly to pounce on Zhang Lan's body: "The problem of "snacks" seems to be solved.

The bare chicken claw bones cut a beautiful arc in the air. Accurately smashed on the foot pedal of the trash can, the moment the foot pedal pressed down to open the lid of the trash can, a rebound, fell into the trash can, at this time, the lid just fell back, the whole process is as precise as a computer for precise control!

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"Will, my dear brother, Allah willing, it's a pleasure to see you here." Baghdad, the Iraqi capital, the country's top ruler, the damn bastard who made George W. Bush and his old Bush hate for more than a decade: in the palace of the madman Saddam Hussein, the beard that Will saw in the mountains of Afghanistan two years ago first gave Will a traditional Arabic chest salute, then stepped forward to hug her, laughed and patted Will on the shoulder.

"Mr. bin Laden, I'm just as glad to see you here," Will hugged bin Laden and patted him on the shoulder, "You seem to have gained weight, and it seems that you have been in a good mood lately." ”

"Yes," bin Laden said, nodding his head again and again, "and if my dear brother can bring me some good news, then my mood will be good." ”

Bring good news and be in the mood? What if it's not good news? Could it be ......

Just you? Still want to threaten me? Will pouted in disdain, but laughed, "Of course, I'm here to bring you good news." Well, I'm afraid that the good news that our young master brought this time is too good, and I'm worried that my dear brother may not be able to eat it. ”

"Really? Ha ha! "Hearing Will say this, bin Laden's cold eyes, which were deep in his sockets, suddenly lit up," he said. Are you young masters ready? ”

"Of course," Will nodded, "the only thing our young master is worried about right now is, are you ready?" ”

"This is a gift from the Arab Mujahideen of the world to Allah, the Most Allah High, for this day, for more than two years, we have held back the hatred in our hearts, and the ** of revenge in our hearts, all for this day!" Bin Laden's face was already a look of fanaticism, "All of us Muslims are waiting for the wrath of the Most High Allah to come upon the heads of these damned infidels, and only blood can wash away the sins that these infidels have committed against us Muslims." ”…,

"K, then there is no problem." Will said.

"By the way, the pride of our Arabia: President Saddam Hussein has been waiting for you for the sake of seeing you, and now, Brother Weir, come with me to meet our great ruler like Saladin."

"Of course, that's one of my wishes for this trip." Will nodded, but couldn't help sneering in his heart, a great ruler like Saladin? It's just a leper dog whose backbone has been broken by the Americans and is struggling to survive, and even this kind of character dares to call himself great. It is no wonder that this nation is ruled by others.

Saddam Hussein did not live in the same office he used to meet with government officials, but in a small parlor used only to meet with a few of his cronies and confidants.

With this man's rich Arabian style of the living room, with the inherent luxury of the Arab aristocracy, Will can even conclude that the crystal chandelier hanging in this small living room alone will not be worth less than 50,000 US dollars.

Sure enough, a country, no matter how poor it is, the ruling class lives a life of luxury, a chandelier, and it costs at least $50,000? To know. In Iraq today, there are still many ordinary people who can't even eat, and are still waiting for outside aid and the so-called "oil-for-food" to fill their stomachs.

As a well-known politician who can often be seen in the international news columns of various countries, Will is no stranger to Saddam's appearance, but Saddam Hussein is very unfamiliar with this guy -- that's for sure, before that, he had only heard bin Laden talk about this guy.

Of course, Saddam Hussein didn't know that in the past few moments, so many thoughts had turned in Will's heart, this slightly chubby middle-aged man wearing a decent black suit and two traditional Arab beards on his upper lip, his eagle-like sharp gaze swept across Will's face, and he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart: This is the representative of the mysterious force that bin Laden said was sparing no effort to support their "holy war"?

But gradually, Saddam's expression changed slightly! A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes!

Over the years, his high-level career has given Saddam Hussein a pair of sharp eyes like a falcon and an accurate brain as a computer and accurate analytical ability, what kind of person the other party is, what is the purpose of this trip, as long as he has a dozen eyes, Saddam is confident that even if he can't judge all accurately, he can also judge a ** not far from ten. But this time, Saddam Hussein is now unable to see through the "Mr. Will" in front of him, not a little impenetrable, but completely impenetrable!

The only thing that can make Saddam make a judgment is that this Mr. Weir, who has a Western face, will not be a person who belongs to those evil infidel countries in the United States or Europe, nor will he be a spy of those evil infidels, but what kind of force does Saddam Hussein usually think he is proud of, completely useless at this time.

"Mr. President, it's a pleasure to meet you, although it is inconvenient to reveal the name of my young master, the young master of my family still asked me to be good to you on his behalf." To Saddam's surprise, Will only bowed slightly to him as a sign of respect.

Not only that, Will's expression when he bowed was extremely natural, not only did he not have the nervousness, panic and excitement of those ordinary people when he saw him, but also the fear when he was trained by the Western media to think that he was a so-called big demon, just like seeing an ordinary person worthy of his respect.

It is obvious that this bow is simply a sign of "respect" and has no other meaning. …,

Saddam Hussein was a little annoyed in his heart: Although the current situation in Iraq is not very good, in any case, he is also a national dollar. It's really ...... that this guy used this attitude when he met with himself

For a while, Saddam Hussein didn't know what to say.

But against the backdrop of what bin Laden had told of Mr. Will, Saddam decided to put up with it.

"Mr. Will, my dear brother bin Laden has been whispering in my ear about how powerful you are, and now I finally see you in person," although there was some unhappiness in his heart, but on the surface he could not see it at all, Saddam Hussein stood up, walked over to Will with a smile on his face, and naturally stretched out his hand when he was still about 5 steps away from Will, "I hope you can bring good news to our Arab brothers who are fighting on the front against the infidels." ”

"Of course, I have come this time to bring good news to Mr. President and Mr. bin Laden on behalf of our young master," Will shook Saddam's hand and nodded, "I believe that this news will give Mr. President, who has been rebelling against the Americans' notice all these years, sleep well." ”

"Really? I'm looking forward to it. Saddam Hussein was noncommittal to Will's statement, but nodded out of courtesy.

"Before I came, our young master asked me to bring some gifts to Mr. President, and I believe that I will be able to use them for a period of time in the future." Will didn't bother to care about what this guy was thinking, raised his wrist and tapped it on his watch, which made bin Laden and Saddam instantly widen their eyes and feel incredulous: the valuable Patek Philippe watch on Will's wrist projected a beam of light above his wrist, which turned out to be ......

"Holographic 3D imagery?" Looking at the light and shadow above Will's wrist, it can be regarded as the disbelief of the well-informed bin Laden and Saddam! The two guys who can also be regarded as heroes look at each other: Hell, don't you say that this thing didn't even succeed in the United States in the laboratory? Now this guy who came out of nowhere is actually able to design this kind of thing in the shape of a watch to disguise it?

"That's right," Will nodded, "the gifts for Mr. President and Osama bin Laden are here, and I believe that this will allow Mr. President to have a full understanding of the gifts that our young master gave to the two of you." ”

Since a small entourage can use such a high-tech thing, what kind of gift will this mysterious young master in Mr. Will's mouth give? At this moment, the light in the eyes of the two of them was enough to make any place within an area of 1 square meter in the dark night!

High anti-radiation missiles? Stealth unmanned fighters? Stealth high-altitude unmanned early warning command center? Also with lidar? High-power battlefield electromagnetic signal isolator? This is......

At this moment, bin Laden and Saddam Hussein are confused, these things? Is it really something that exists in this day and age? How do I think these things should be weapons systems that should be in 5 or 8 years?

If it weren't for the full range of three-dimensional projection watches on Will's wrist, Saddam Hussein would have treated Will as an idle boredom to entertain his guy, and he would have been shot on the charge of "attempting to assassinate the great President Saddam", but at this time, although the two felt that all this was so ridiculous and sci-fi, they decided to listen to what this guy had to say.

"Let me explain first, because these things are too sensitive to be seen and obtained by the Americans, so these things will only help you participate in the war when necessary, but they will definitely not be handed over to you," Seeing the greedy eyes of the green wolf in the eyes of these two guys, even Will couldn't help but shudder, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: Could this be the legendary Back Mountain?

"But, Will, my dear brother, are you sure that these things really exist?" The two looked at each other, and finally bin Laden stepped up and asked Will.

"Of course, I parked these things somewhere 2 kilometers southwest of Baghdad, and these are the coordinates," Will tapped on the holographic projection, and a map of southwest Baghdad suddenly appeared in front of Saddam Hussein and bin Laden's eyes, "Mr. President, you can ask people to check it." ”

Slightly relieved. Of course, Saddam Hussein knew very well that this was a desert in the southwest of Baghdad, and there were basically no people, and it would be understandable that if Will had parked these things here, he would not have enough of them -- since according to Mr. Will's introduction, even the Americans could not show these things, then with Iraq's backward military detection capabilities, it was normal that these things did not appear.

But the question is, can this Mr. Will's words really be believed?

Covertly exchanged glances with bin Laden, and after receiving an affirmative answer from bin Laden, Saddam Hussein groaned slightly, raised his head and shouted, "Said, come in." ”