Obviously, this is a villa, where I am located, it is the second floor, there are several large pillars on both sides, and in the open space below the building, there is actually a huge swimming pool! It's just that at this moment, the sun is shining hotly on the ground, and the water in the pool is constantly shining. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Looking into the distance, what surprised Zhang Feng even more was that there were many soldiers guarding outside the villa, holding guns and looking around vigilantly.

Whatever his grandmother's place is, let's go down for a while, this kind of villa is a mansion, and his salary, even if it is added to the glorious pension, cannot afford it.

Zhang Feng opened the door and prepared to go down.

As soon as he opened the door, Zhang Feng was stunned again, there was a person standing outside the door, his whole body was wrapped in a white robe, and even his head was circled, what kind of person is this?

"Second Young Master, are you awake?" The other said in a strange language.

Although Zhang Feng didn't know what language it was, he seemed to understand it completely, and a conversation immediately popped out of his mouth: "Yes, I'm going down to swim." ”

Second young master? I am the only seedling in the family, I applied for the military school at the beginning, but I was greatly resisted, how did I become the second young master now?

Suddenly, Zhang Feng's face turned pale, his hands and feet were cold, and he finally remembered that the person he saw in the painting just now was not Saddam Hussein, who had been hanged a few years ago?

How could there be a portrait of him in his own room? How did he become the second young master? Who are you?

When I woke up, I felt like everything was in chaos.

"Who are you?" Zhang Feng asked.

The man's face shook for a moment, the person in front of him, who usually always had gloomy eyes, never said much, how could he take the initiative to ask who he was today? He is Gassar, who has always been by his side and is responsible for taking care of his daily life!

"Second Young Master, I'm Gassar!" The man said.

"And who am I? What is this place? ”

The man's eyes widened, and he still said, "Second Young Master, are you Kusai?" Abdullah? Ibn? Saddam? Hussein, the president's private villa in the southern suburbs of Baghdad. ”

It's over, it's completely over, how did I come here, and I became Kusai!

Zhang Feng felt complete despair, could it be that there was something wrong with the game he played? Why did he suddenly come to Baghdad and become Saddam's second son Qusay?

For Iraq, for the Saddam family, Zhang Feng has a vague sympathy in his heart, their misfortune is because of the oil under their feet, moreover, Saddam Hussein is still a strong figure, with the dream of unifying the Middle East, under the oppression of various powerful forces, destined to only become the head of the playing card.

In this world, there is no justice and evil, only the strong and the weak, and the victims are always all kinds of ordinary people, in Zhang Feng's era, Iraqi civilians lived in dire straits, and they had no future.

And Qusay was eventually shot by the U.S. military.

I don't want to do Kusai! God, don't play with me like that, okay? Let me be Bill Gates, become Bush Sr., and at the very least, I have to be a **** in Saudi Arabia, what are you doing.

Zhang Feng's heart was full of anxiety about the future, death was not terrible, what was terrible was that he knew that he had to die.

But why do I have to die? Must die under the guns of the US military? Zhang Feng thought about it, the real Kusai no longer exists, and he replaced Kusai and came here, so will history still develop along the original trajectory?

Since it has come, it is necessary to change history, and the original process cannot be repeated again. Iraq's transition from prosperity to decline began with the Iran-Iraq war, which completely brought Iraq's economy to a standstill, and the eight-year war made Iraq dissatisfied with the trauma of the war. And Saddam, that is, his father, went to rob Kuwait again, which annoyed the United States, and since then, Iraq has begun to ruin the country.

If you want to rewrite history, you have to think about preventing the Iran-Iraq war and preventing the tragedy from happening again, Zhang Feng cautiously asked: "What time is it?" ”

Looking at such a quiet and peaceful scene outside, Zhang Feng had a trace of illusion, perhaps, Saddam Hussein has just come to power now, right?

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon." Gasal said.

"I'm asking what year is it, bastard!" Zhang Feng blurted out, unconsciously, his temper was so violent, could it be that this Kusai was the same?

"Yes, today is June 17, 1981." Gasal hurriedly said, could it be that the second young master took a nap and remembered everything? Moreover, if your temper becomes so bad, it won't become the same as the eldest young master, right? Thinking of the eldest young master's habit of torturing people at every turn, Gasal was a little frightened, and his speech was a little trembling.

1981? It's late! A year ago, the Iran-Iraq war broke out, Zhang Feng thought helplessly, but even a year earlier, with his identity at this time, it would definitely not affect Saddam's father's decision-making, but his heart was higher than the sky.

However, it is still the stage of Iraq's offensive and Iran's defense, and the situation is more optimistic about Iraq, as long as he can get his father's approval within a few months, and then let him end the war under favorable circumstances, he should be able to avoid the painful experience of eight years of war.

Unconsciously, Zhang Feng has begun to adapt to this identity. As a post-90s generation, Zhang Feng is a natural optimist, since he has come here, then he will be at peace with what happens, at least in the past few years, looking at the whole of Iraq, no one has dared to bully him.

Bubble Arabian beauty, enjoy the exotic atmosphere, it is also a good choice, and there is such a big villa for yourself to live in, if you don't hurry up to enjoy it, then I'm so sorry for my own crossing!

Zhang Yang didn't say anything, took off himself to only a pair of underwear, and rushed to the pool.

Gasal looked at Kusai dumbfounded, why is the second young master so abnormal today? Suddenly, he remembered something and hurried forward to catch up with Cusay.

"Second young master, you can't go down now, the temperature of the pool is too high!"

It's July, it's three o'clock in the afternoon, and the water temperature in the pool is at least fifty or sixty degrees under the strong rays of the sun.

Zhang Feng forcibly withdrew his feet, so dangerous! On the first day of coming, he was scalded to death in the swimming pool, and when he arrived at the underworld, he had to be a ghost!

Lying on the balcony on the second floor of the villa, looking at the white clouds in the sky, and there was Gasal fanning non-stop next to him, Zhang Feng enjoyed the life of the second young master.

Iraq, the second year after the outbreak of the Iran-Iraq war, Zhang Yang is recalling everything in this era, as a time-traveler, knowledge is a great wealth. (To be continued.) )