spider

Just as Nouri and the British garrison were conspiring to "make a wave of Lyon", Lyon, who had no idea about it, was still happily inspecting all aspects of Iraq with the "Ghost" Alpha team and Rashid. Assessing Iraq's war potential.

"Boss, I always thought that the Middle East was a place where birds don't lay eggs, but now it seems that this is not the case." Conrad held his gun and looked at the bustling streets of Baghdad, surprised. Said to Manfred beside him.

"Yeah." Manfred nodded and replied, "Although Baghdad is not comparable to our Berlin, Bremen and other cities, it is definitely comparable to Cologne and other provincial capitals, and that Nouri is still well managed. Not bad."

"Young man, that Nouri is not an ordinary character." Leon, who was walking in front, heard the conversation between the two behind him, so he slowed down and walked side by side with Manfred, smiling, "Actually, you didn't think about it. Wrong, when the Ottoman Turkish Empire first split, the Middle East was indeed in chaos, each split country wanted to embezzle each other's land to strengthen itself, and the same was true for Iraq. It was not until the Faisal Dynasty established Iraq that it gradually stabilized, and the Faisal Dynasty Nouri Saeed was credited for its establishment, and oh, of course, there was a lot of 'power' in the UK. Overall, Nouri has a bit of a talent and is one of the few smart people in Iraq."

Lyon praised Nouri in this way, saying that Nouri is one of the few smart people in Iraq is not to ridicule Iraqis for being stupid, but that Nouri is indeed as powerful as Leon said. According to the original history, Nouri served as the Prime Minister of Iraq 14 times in his life, overturned countless opponents, confronted several Iraqi kings head-on and survived, relying on his clever head and ruthless means.

However, compared to European politicians, Nouri's methods are still inferior. The reason why he can make a big difference in Iraq is that Iraqis people are not dirty, so his heart is particularly powerful, but he is not good at heart. For the disfigured Leon, Nouri is just "not an ordinary character" and "somewhat capable".

"Long live the Führer!" Seeing Leon walking down, the two hurriedly stopped talking and gave a German salute.

"Hehe, you don't need to be more polite to me." Leon waved his hand, "Continue talking, I'll go to the front."

After speaking, Leon quickened his pace and walked back to the front of the team. After Lyon resumed its previous speed, the team that had originally reduced the speed along with Leon resumed the previous speed, and continued to stroll around the bustling streets of Baghdad around Leon.

When passing through an intersection, the team that had been going all the way without incident suddenly encountered an emergency.

A drunk middle-aged man swayed and crashed into the guards, jumped directly into the arms of a senior SS officer, and vomited.

This really shocked everyone, but these elites of the German army responded immediately. A dozen soldiers near Leon immediately surrounded Leon in the middle, skillfully loaded the guns in their hands, while vigilant. While watching the surroundings, Leon quickly retreated to a safe place.

The soldiers who were close to the drunk man immediately jumped up, pulled the drunk man off the SS officer and pushed him to the ground, and then used their bodies to firmly press the drunk man underneath to prevent a human bomb attack.

It wasn't until a few minutes later, after confirming that there was no bomb on the man's body, that the soldier holding him got up from the ground and pointed the gun at the drunk man to force him to kneel on the ground.

And the drunk man was woken up long ago. He stared blankly at the German officer who had vomited all over himself, trembling and whimpering.

"Bastard!" Rashid reacted in shock and anger. He understood that if Lyon lost his goodwill towards Iraq because of this incident, he would feel uncomfortable. So he hurriedly ran up, kicked the drunk man over, took out the pistol from his waist and pointed it at the drunk man's head and yelled, "You've lost all face in Iraq!"

"Mr. Rasheed, that's not necessary!" The German officer who was vomiting pressed down Rasheed's pistol and persuaded, "Who did not make mistakes? I forgive him, you can let him live."

"This..." Rashid hesitated, then turned his head to look at Leon, who came by the whole box.

When the German officer saw Rasheed looking at Leon, he also turned his head and nodded slightly to Leon.

"Mr. Rashid, since my subordinate has forgiven him, let him go." Leon smiled generously after seeing the officer nod, "This is just a small mistake, and he has been punished as he deserves. , isn't it?"

"Okay, since the German friends have forgiven you, you can get out!" After hearing Leon's words, Rasheed withdrew his pistol and said with a secret sigh of relief, "Don't drink like this next time, if you let me I came across this look, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Yes, yes!" The drunk man nodded as if relieved, and then ran away quickly.

"My head of state, I request to go back to take a shower and change clothes!" The officer asked Leon immediately.

"Forget it, I just happened to be tired from shopping." Leon nodded and said, "Mr. Rasheed, how about we stop here today?"

"Okay, no problem, we'll go back now." Rashid is now almost obedient to Lyon, "I will arrange the bathing place immediately, even if I am to apologize to you, the innocent officer, Mr. already."

"Thank you, then." Leon smiled, and after speaking, he led the crowd back to the place where he lived.

After returning to the place of residence, Leon returned to the room on the grounds of rest, and tried to get rid of the people around Rashid, leaving only his own guard soldiers. A few minutes later, the German officer who was "attacked" by the drunk man walked into Leon's room and handed Leon a piece of paper that was still stained with the vomit.

Leon took the paper and asked the officer suspiciously while unfolding it: "Strange, why did the 'spider' contact us suddenly at this time?"

"I don't know, my head of state." The officer said respectfully, "but he contacted us in this almost fatal way. There must be a special emergency."

Leon nodded and began to read the contents of the piece of paper carefully.

After a long time, he shredded the paper, threw it into the ashtray on the table, lit it, and said with a sneer: "It turns out that Mr. Nouri, who has never dared to come to see me, has moved, and he wants to assassinate me. ,Ha ha."

"Nuri? Assassinate you?" the officer wondered. "He should be overwhelmed now. Without the support of the Iraqi army, what can he do?"

"Of course he can't make any waves, but what about the British Air Force Base?"

"The British Air Force Base?" the officer laughed, "Isn't there a group of cadets there?"

"No, no, that group of people still have some fighting power." Leon grinned, "But they are still a little too short to come and mess with me. Let's make arrangements, when the time comes..."