"Yes. . . Now this guy is locked up in a house about twenty or thirty meters away from me. The other said, "I think this person should be interested." ”

"That's a good point. How much do you think he's worth? Marle Potuk asked.

"Ten ... How about a hundred thousand dollars? This guy should still be an official, and he must know a lot of things. About the Americans. The other party seemed to be a little anxious.

Marle Potuk smiled again, and after a slight sigh, said, "My friend, I'll give you two hundred thousand." $200,000, that guy asked for it, and I thank you for informing me of this in the first place. Another 100,000 of my thanks. But that guy, how is the health of this officer you caught? ”

I couldn't be happier to hear that Marle Potuk not only readily agreed, but also gave an extra $100,000. I just heard him say immediately: "It's a little hurt, but it's not fatal, and as long as you get the proper treatment, you won't have any other problems except for a few days of pain." ”

"Okay. Then please help me take care of him. Don't abuse him, especially for injuries, is it okay to give him the treatment he deserves? Marle Potuk said.

"No problem. When will you take this person? The man immediately asked.

"The sooner the better, of course." "I'll send someone to you right away and get you with cash." ”

"No problem. You know how to find me. That's it, my friend. The other party hung up the phone after agreeing.

Malle Potuk immediately turned around and returned to the room as soon as he put down the phone, and the two in the room were still arguing. I saw Marle Potuk sit down and say, "Don't fight. Don't you want to do something to show our strength? Here's your chance. ”

Hearing Marle Potuk say this, everyone present immediately fell silent and looked at him in unison.

"I just received the news that a man who escaped from the Americans with me has been arrested in Yemen. In other words, this should now be in the hands of the Americans again. Malle Potuk sighed as if he was sad, but after a moment he added: "I think they will find me soon." The guy who was caught would tell me about me, and the Americans would soon know that I was back in Iraq. So we have to be prepared. ”

"Ready?" One of the people in the argument looked at Malle Potuk and said, "Do you mean to flee or ... ”

"Fight." Malle Potuk looked unusually determined: "I'm talking about fighting. I'm going to fight these invaders in my own homeland. ”

Hearing Malle Potuk say this, everyone present suddenly became excited. But Malle Potuk quickly held out his hand and signaled for everyone to be quiet. After several people had quieted down, he added, "But the battle is not so easy. They are very strong, and if we don't have a strategy and only know how to do it, then there will be no second outcome except failure. So we have to be well prepared and, above all, to bring the fight into the realm of our control. ”

"Do you have an idea?" A man who had been silent and listened quietly to the other two arguing asked.

Malle Potuk did not answer directly, but said: "Their target is me." Of course, there may be another goal. Masri. ”

"Masry?" One of the people who had argued before: "Are we going to unite him?" ”

"Whether the union is united or not, we will talk about this later." Malle Potuk laughed and said, "We should lead them somewhere, a place where we know about it." ”

"Where do you know?" The people in front of them all looked at each other with a very puzzled look.

Malle Potuk looked down for a moment, then he looked up at a map hanging on the wall, then he stood up and walked over to it, reached out and touched it, and quickly moved upwards, that is, to the north.

At this time, a map of Iraq was drawn in great detail, including not only some large cities and major roads, but also some small cities were marked on it, and the most important thing was that many places on the map were marked, the specific meaning is unknown, but these marks were obviously made by Marle Potuk.

I saw that his hand stopped as it moved to a place called Mosul. After tapping his finger twice in this place, he said, "I remember that many of us are still in Mosul. ”

"Locked up there, to be exact." One of the people in the room said, "And the place where they are held is not in Mosul, but in Al Sabad, north of Mosul." ”

"Huh." Malle Potuk was a little ashamed and said: "I remembered wrong. But this does not affect. Our plan was to rescue those people, right? ”

"Yes. There were a lot of old acquaintances, old friends. One of the humanitarians, who was still arguing just now: "Among them are quite a few guys from the former government army and even people from Masri. ”

"Yes. Some of the people we caught in the north were also locked up there according to our inside lines. Another humane.

Hearing this, Malle Potuk's eyes suddenly lit up and he turned his head and said, "Is this news accurate?" ”

"Exactly. That's what I was arguing with Hatcham just now. I think we should save them, since we have to act or attack here, the Yankees don't have many people in the north, and they don't have strong control. There are a lot of our friends around there as well. Especially outside the city of Mosul. But Haicim was more interested in some places around Baghdad. "It's humane.

The guy known as Hychim glared at the other man and then turned to Marle Potuk and said, "Rashid has a point, but our best men are near Baghdad, and everyone wants to do something there, and only in Baghdad can we really deliver a heavy blow to the enemy." ”。

Just after advocating to go to Mosul, that is, arguing with Khacim, the guy named Rashid sneered after listening to Khacim's words and said, "Baghdad? It's too hard to strike at the enemy with our current strength. At most, it's a little bit on the periphery of Baghdad, but what is the point of what you're talking about, and more importantly, we are also taking a big risk. In other words, our benefits are not proportional to our risks. ”

"We are not merchants, Rashid!" Hycim didn't seem to like Rashid's statement very much, and he straightened up and stared at Rashid with an angry expression.