Chapter 633: Bloody Youth
Negotiations between the parties in the Middle East came to an end very quickly.
It must be over soon, and one more day of talking about Nasser's face will be smoked for one more day, after all, the Canaanite army still occupies half of their capital, and people will not withdraw their troops without signing the armistice agreement.
The final result of the negotiations was that the Canaanite Army would retreat to the east of the canal, and the Ming, Britain, and France would continue to carry out peacekeeping missions in the former peacekeeping zone on the west bank of the canal, but two more observation missions would be added, one from the Soviet Union and one from Comrade Li, and they would each send 100 military observers to supervise the peacekeeping zone. In fact, this is to give He Bald a face, after all, he has lost so much, he has to give a small consolation prize, as for Comrade Li, Yang Feng forced it in, anyway, he doesn't care about one more, let his people also come out to do more activities, don't always stay in his own home.
As for the Syrian direction, the Canaanites will certainly not be able to budge, and the two sides will cease fire at the current Line of Actual Control.
That is, Syria alone suffered the result of the defeat of this war, and Egypt can only say that it remains as it is, but they have robbed the entire Golan Heights, but at this time they are not qualified to object, and if they oppose Sharon, they will really drive tanks into Damascus.
The war is now over, but the consequences of the war are far from over.
The day after the armistice was signed, a coup d'état took place in Babylon, and Qassem, who had previously overthrown Faisal II in a coup d'état, was overthrown by the Saracen Baath Socialist Party and was shot to death like Faisal II in the original history. Hussein, it's just that Xiao Sa at this time is just an ordinary gee fate.
And in the same way, in another coup d'état that followed, another dazzling name also came to light.
The coup d'état in Syria, the Baath Party overthrew the humiliating Kudsi government, Assad's father Assad, appeared as the main leader of the coup, he is currently the number one general of the Syrian Air Force, and he also personally attacked and shot down a Tiger Shark fighter during the war.
In fact, more and more familiar names are now appearing in Yang Feng's field of vision, such as the one standing in front of him.
"What's your name, young man?"
Yang Feng, who was inspecting the guard of honor accompanied by King Idris I of Libya, stopped in front of a young soldier and asked in Saracen as he looked at the vaguely similar face.
Of course, he doesn't really understand this language, but in fact he has a micro-translator implanted in his mouth, and there is also an analog vocal cord on his vocal cords, and the vibration of the former when he speaks is transmitted to the translator through a miniature sensor, and the corresponding language translation recorded by domestic linguists in the database is then turned into a control signal transmitted to the analog vocal cords, and the latter re-emits the corresponding language. So almost most of the languages in this world will say, as long as there is the corresponding information in the database, relying on the advantages of alien technology, it can basically be synchronized, anyway, even if there is a slight delay, the outside world can't observe it.
As for listening, it's even simpler.
"Omar? Muammar? Gaddafi! ”
The young soldier he asked replied loudly with his head held high, his eyes full of unfriendliness.
"Don't you welcome me?"
Yang Feng asked.
The latter hesitated.
"Answer me, answer me bravely, those who believe in the gods should not be cowardly!"
Yang Feng shouted loudly like an instructor training special forces, and Idris I next to him subconsciously wiped a cold sweat.
"Yes, because you are an accomplice of the Canaanites!"
Cadazzo shouted a little bit broken.
"You are a brave soldier, I like your bravery and honesty!"
Yang Feng patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction and said.
Then he then said to the other guard of honor: "I know that many of you do not like me and even think that I am your enemy, but unfortunately you are wrong, I am not your enemy, and those Saracens who cooperate with the Soviets are your enemies."
Many of your compatriots are my friends, such as your King of Jordan, who saved Nasser this time, and his cousin, His Majesty Faisal, the guardian of your Holy Land.
If you talk about your muslin brothers, then there are countless more, it can be said that in this world, from Asia to Africa, most of the muslin countries are my friends, and even my country has countless of your brothers, and they are noble, and half of them are your brothers who sit with me in the most distinguished row of seats in our Congress.
They all have my back!
The reason is simple, they are truly the most devout believers.
And not the traitors of the Muslin world who have scriptures in their hands but are embraced by a group of the dirtiest and vile blasphemers.
You hate the Canaanites, but aren't the Canaanites the Bookable?
But what are the Soviets?
They are atheists!
Hear me clearly, they're atheists! ”
Yang Feng was like a little indignant, roaring in a very state of mind.
Cardazo and a group of soldiers looked at each other as if they were the Canaanites, and this is also recognized in the scriptures, and their prophets seemed to have a name in the scriptures, and the temple was said to have been built by them together, but the atheists were obviously of a different level.
Idris I, next to Yang Feng, sweated again, but this time it was really sweated, Nima, he lived for such an age, and it was the first time he saw a non-muslin who could use religion to fool a group of believers with such righteousness, and it seemed to be very effective. But this also made him breathe a sigh of relief, this time Yang Feng's visit, what worried him the most was the security issue, even the rifles in the hands of these honor guards were plastic, in order to prevent any soldier who was not calm enough to stab Yang Feng with a bayonet or simply shoot the butt of a gun on his head, with the current role of Yang Feng, it is not impossible.
"Young man, it's not that small piece of land that you need to defend, how big is Canaan? It is not as good as one of your provinces, and it is indeed the land where their ancestors lived.
What you really need to defend is the purity of your faith, the purity of the world of Muslin, this is your most sacred mission, Nasser for a little worldly gain, opened the door to let Xie's evil thoughts pollute your holy land, he is your real enemy. ”
Yang Feng patted Ka Dazuo on the shoulder and said.
The latter was completely at a loss at this time, after all, he was a twenty-year-old young man, he had just dropped out of school this year and joined the King's Guard with loyalty to serve the motherland, which was the opponent of an old fox like Yang Feng, until this guy left in front of him, he didn't think that this guy didn't seem to be Mu Slin at all.
But it's not a big deal, Yang Feng's accompanying group is full of biblical reading imams, and they will solve this small problem with the most standard answers.
In fact, Yang Feng's visit this time was to solve the problem of his image in the Mu Sling world, so except for a few main assistants, most of the other escorts were Mu Slin elders from China and subject countries, and even two sultans. Because of historical problems, there are a large number of Ming muslin, especially many of them are old people who joined early, and most of them have money, and there are many people who specialize in studying this kind of problem, so there is no shortage of talents in this area.
As for the future of Ka Dazuo, this is a matter of Yang Feng's, even if he still wants a coup d'état, then the coup is good, although Yang Feng and Idris I have a good relationship, but if there is a coup d'état in this country, he still doesn't mind letting it happen, if it doesn't happen, how can it show the importance of Daming? Only when he is in crisis at all times, this King His Majesty will hold the towering tree of Daming tightly, if he doesn't need the protection of Daming, then how can he guarantee his loyalty?
What's more, at this time, Idris I had not really been loyal, for example, at the feet of Yang Feng, next to the city, there was the largest military base of the United States in North Africa.
Wheelers Air Force Base
Therefore, sometimes it is necessary to have a little mess at a friend's house.
Just as Führer Yang was visiting the countries of Muslin, in a very ordinary house in distant Cuba, a man in his thirties looked at him with a serious face, and he was opposite a girl who did not look more than twenty years old, young, beautiful, fashionably dressed, and looked at him with very curious eyes.
"You're not her!"
The man said.
"I'm her!"
The girl said with a smile.
"You're not!"
The man repeated very seriously.
"You're not what I imagined."
The girl did not continue to argue, but looked at everything that was simple around her.
"I used to think that as the highest level of the leader of the country, you would be superior in life, but obviously I was wrong, you are no better off than an ordinary Havana worker, which is good, it proves that you are a real gage, and not those opportunists who seek their own interests under the banner of sacredness, so that I can rest assured that you are the real comrade I need."
The girl said.
"What do you want to do?"
The man asked.
"GE life, continue to GE life, let the red flag of GE life fly in every land of this continent, let the cry of GE life resound throughout the whole Americas, in this oppressed, enslaved, exploited land, to create a new world that truly belongs to the people, a new America, a red America. Your mission here has been accomplished, you are no longer needed here, the Castro brothers will build Cuba well, and you, come with me, let us join hands in Guatemala to free the people there from the clutches of the military junta and the United Fruit Company. ”
The girl said with some excitement.
"No, you're not her!"
The man shook his head and said.
"I said, I'm her!"
The girl smiled and took out a cassette of videotapes from her small bag and said, "Can I find a projector?" ”
Well, that's the cut. Guevara and the little sister of the house who has disappeared for a long time. (To be continued.) )