"Quick, give me a call, I'm looking for President Saddam." Zhang Feng shouted loudly.

In Zhang Feng's eyes, as a son, it should be very easy to find his father.

Who knows, this Ghassal opened his innocent eyes and looked at Zhang Feng: "Second young master, unless His Excellency the President says that he wants to see you, you will not be able to see President Saddam Hussein at all." ”

"Why?"

It seems that after the second young master slept for a while, he really forgot something, and Gasal didn't know how to explain it. President Saddam Hussein has many official residences, and if he were not the closest guard, he would not know where he was. Now, during the war with Iran, President Saddam Hussein has frequently changed his residence in order to prevent attacks by spies.

Although Master Qusay is the second son of the president, he is only 16 years old this year and has not yet graduated from the University of Baghdad. Therefore, Master Qusay is not able to meet President Saddam Hussein at all.

"I have something urgent to find my father, and it's too late to be late." Zhang Feng said anxiously, and the word "father" was also clearly said by him in Arabic.

"Second Young Master, there is really no way to see His Excellency the President." "His Excellency the President has no idea where he is now, whether it's in Baghdad or Basra," Ghassal said. ”

Zhang Feng was at a loss, as a traverser, he clearly recalled the process of the Israeli Air Force bombing the Iraqi nuclear reactor explained by the teacher in the class, and now, he has just returned to this fateful moment, since he has become Saddam's second son, and Zhang Feng knows more about the suffering of the Iraqi people for decades, so he must think of ways to prevent the nuclear reactor from being bombed!

"And what about the Minister of Defense? Can the Minister of Defense be contacted? Zhang Feng asked.

This is really embarrassing for Gasal, he is just here to serve the second young master of Qusay, and his top boss, that is, the butler of this villa, the boss of the housekeeper, who is not known. And these presidents, defense ministers and other big names, he is familiar with others, and people are not familiar with him!

At this time, the Minister of Defense was Adnan Hylara, who was the brother of Sajida Hylara, the biological mother of the second young master of Qusay, and was Qusay's uncle, but it was not easy to contact this uncle.

"Forget it." Zhang Feng looked at Gasal's embarrassed appearance and said, "Those guards outside are my guards, right?" ”

"Even if it's it." "They were sent to keep this mansion safe," Ghassal said. ”

"Okay, tell them to follow me immediately to the Osirak nuclear reactor." Zhang Feng said.

Gasal opened his mouth wide: "Second Young Master, what are you going to do there?" If you want to go out, take a stroll around downtown Baghdad! ”

"Quick, gather all the guards and set off immediately, if it's too late, the nuclear reactor will be in danger!" Zhang Feng said in a commanding tone.

"Second son, then you have to put on your clothes first." Gasal said.

"It's too late, get ready to go!"

Zhang Feng was about to run to the garage downstairs in his underwear, and Gasal followed behind him and draped an Arab robe on him, wrapped Zhang Feng in it, and put a headscarf around him, and suddenly, Zhang Feng became an authentic Arab.

Opening the door of the garage, Zhang Feng looked at it, drooling, wow, being the president's son is good, inside the garage, is a brand-new Ferrari sports car!

The doors on both sides of the car have been opened, still opening upwards, like eagles about to fly.

Zhang Feng jumped up without hesitation, Xiangche beauty, if there was a beautiful cutie sitting next to her, it would be more comfortable.

Looking at Gasal who was hesitating next to him, Zhang Feng decided to take him with him.

"You drive the car next to you and bring the guards." Zhang Feng said, pointing to a Chinese-made Yanjing Jeep 212 parked next to him.

"Yes, Second Young Master."

Zhang Feng secretly flicked the buttons on the car, the doors on both sides were lowered, he turned on the ignition switch, and started the engine.

The engine with more than 500 horsepower immediately roared under Zhang Feng's feet, fortunately, it was a manual transmission, Zhang Feng didn't like automatic cars, he liked the feeling of using his hand to dial the gear lever.

The car was in Zhang Feng's hands and immediately drove towards the gate.

Gasal also drove out of the Yanjing Jeep and out of the gate, and the guards next to him immediately jumped into the car and followed behind the sports car.

There were more than a dozen people in the guards, except for a few who got into the car, and the rest also neatly pulled the handrails outside and stood on the crash bars under the car doors.

Zhang Feng glanced at the rearview mirror, and he looked like a typical terrorist in later movies.

However, Zhang Feng knows that the so-called terrorists are actually just the Americans, and in their eyes, anyone who does not agree with them is a terrorist. Syria is, Cuba too, everything, is a political game.

Is Israel's bombing of the nuclear reactors of the sovereign state of Iraq, across several countries, considered a terrorist? In later generations, Israel succeeded in bombing the nuclear reactor without any blame, because there were Americans who backed him up, and in the United States, the Jews were a group of successful high-level people with great political power.

Although he had never been here, Zhang Feng seemed to have an instinct, and he drove a sports car all the way to the Osirak nuclear reactor, 32 kilometers southeast of Baghdad.

Time passed minute by minute, Zhang Feng was highly nervous in his heart, according to the instructor's explanation, today is Sunday, most of the officers are not in the barracks, how can we make the sneak attack plane not succeed? Zhang Feng is also seven up and eight down.

At this time, it was already 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

A huge sixty-foot-tall dome of concrete gradually appeared in front of me, with horseshoe-shaped earthen embankments on three sides, and countless other structures around it. Zhang Feng knew that the nuclear reactor had arrived, and the conspicuous building just now was the "Tamuz-1" nuclear reactor.

Barricades with barbed wire appeared ahead, and several GIs were standing guard in boredom.

I saw a gorgeous sports car coming in front of me, followed by a carload of soldiers. The GI quickly put away his smile and stepped forward to check.

Gasal stuck out his head and said, "Hurry up and open the barricades!" ”

"Excuse me, do you have the above documents?" A GI asked.

"The situation is urgent, hurry up and open the barricades and let us in!" Gasal said.

Seeing that there were no documents, the soldier hesitated, the nuclear reactor is a top-secret place, and strangers can't be let in casually, although the other party is wearing the same military uniform as himself, who knows if it is the Iranians pretending. Some time ago, the Iranians also sent planes to attack the nuclear reactor, and they could not afford not to be unprepared.

Seeing that the two began to argue, Zhang Feng was anxious, opened the door of the sports car, and got out of the sports car.

Seeing the people in the sports car come out, the soldier knew that this was the main one.

"Smack, smack!" Zhang Feng did not hesitate to give the other party two big slaps and directly beat the other party.

"You!" The soldier looked at Zhang Feng's momentum, and was first discouraged.

Seeing that the situation was not good, several other GIs hurriedly stepped forward, picked up their AK-47 rifles, pulled the bolt, and shouted: "Who are you?" ”

Seeing this, the guards in the car also jumped out of the car and picked up their guns.

"Who am I? I am Qusay, Abd Allah ibn Saddam Hussein. Zhang Feng said coldly.

Qusay? All the GIs had a cold war, and the people who could drive such a luxury sports car were originally a minority, not to mention, that license plate was still No. 1. They know that this person is the president's second son, but in fact, they know more about the president's eldest son, Uday, who said that this person is ruthless, and if he offended Qusay today, will he pull himself to death?

In their eyes, there was already fear.

Zhang Feng sneered, my dad is Li Gang, that's enough to play a big name, not to mention that my dad is Saddam, in Iraq, who dares to be disrespectful?

"Hurry up and take me to your supreme commander here, I have an urgent military situation to find him." Zhang Feng said.

"Report, report to Your Excellency Qusay, the supreme commander here, he, he's not in the barracks." The GI said.

"Then call your lieutenant here." Zhang Feng said.

"Report, report, the deputy chief is not here."

Zhang Feng's face turned cold, sure enough, he told the instructor well, today is the weekend, and the stupid chief who guards the nuclear reactor has gone to Baghdad for the weekend, needless to say, there must be their second wife there.

"How many of you are left here?" Zhang Feng asked.

Looking at the face of this soldier trembling because of fear, a chill rose in Zhang Feng's heart, I damn it, but don't leave you soldiers guarding the intersection.

In fact, the defense around the Osirak nuclear reactor is still very tight, Zhang Feng has just observed, there are at least hundreds of anti-aircraft guns, as well as a dozen SAM-6 low-altitude missile triple launch vehicles.

It's just that these weapons need to be made by people, and if these damned people also go to Baghdad, then he will be completely out of luck.

Most of the people in the barracks slipped away, and no one checked anyway, and they were unlucky people, the ones who were least liked by the commanders, so they were sent to guard the road, otherwise, they would also want to go around Baghdad.

However, they don't know whether to tell the truth to the Lord Qusay in front of them, if this matter is stabbed and the president knows about it, I really don't know how many people will lose their heads.

"Tell me, how many more? I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, the people who can make missiles are still not there? Zhang Feng asked.

Zhang Feng still trusts the Soviet-made Sam-6 missile, which shot down a number of Israeli planes during the Fourth Middle East War. The setback for Sam 6 was the 1982 Battle of the Bekaa Valley, where the Israelis found a way to counter Sam 6. For now, Sam 6 is still invincible.

However, the Sam-6 is very complicated to make, there are radar vehicles, launch vehicles, logistics support vehicles, and at least a team of about 20 people is needed to accurately operate this anti-aircraft missile.

At this time, it is far from the level of the entire system that can be controlled with a keyboard and mouse.

"Report to Your Excellency Qusay, the missile battery was still there half an hour ago, and then, they drove away." The GI said.

It is said that the commander of the missile company was beaten up in a bar in Baghdad, and he was so angry that he called back and asked someone to find the field, and the personnel on duty in the missile company were gone. It's too hot to stay in those launch vehicles in such a hot day. And no one wants to be on duty either.

Zhang Feng's eyes were dark, alas, even the people on duty ran away, no wonder the nuclear reactor would be blown up so easily by Israeli planes.

Just give up?

Never! In Zhang Feng's mind, a thought suddenly flashed.

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