Chapter 950 Messenger

A very secret natural cave in the Kurdish mountainous area of northeastern Iraq.

On the bare beams, two gray figures with the same background color as the surrounding are coming quickly this way. After a short time, these two figures lie on the ground with a temperature of more than 30 degrees, and are extremely vigilant.

The direct distance was no more than 500 meters, but the two figures walked for more than half an hour before coming to the entrance of the cave. It seemed that they had reported a signal. From the shadow of the cave, two men with rifles came out. After a few words, the two armed men let the opening allow two gray figures to enter.

Entering the cave, just like suddenly entering the air-conditioned room after being exposed to the sun for a while, the two gray figures couldn't help shivering, but soon adapted to the temperature that was different from the outside.

After walking through several curved corridors, the two finally came to a larger cave more than 40 meters below the ground.

Unlike the cold situation outside, in this cave with a large space, there are not only a few holes extending to other places, but also many people. The two gray figures took a slight look and judged that there were no less than 30 people here.

In the depths of the desolate Kurdish mountains, in addition to the Kurds, what kind of people will choose such a natural cave as their residence?

Iraqi Liberation Front!

This is the nest of the Iraqi Liberation Front led by former Iraqi President Saddam, and the hiding place of Saddam, who was searched by intelligence agencies of various countries for a pin in a haystack.

"It's Comrade Jabur!"

"It turns out that Comrade Jabur is back, but who is another person?"

Such a whisper filled the cave immediately after the two figures entered the cave, and everyone staying here observed the two people who came in unabashedly.

At this time, a man in his forties, dressed in a former Iraqi Revolutionary Guard uniform, was wearing an AKS-74, which was used by airborne troops. This man was probably an Iraqi airborne soldier during the Saddam regime.

"Comrade Jabur, did you come back to see the chairman?" The man in his forties came to the gray figure who had just come in and asked the man on the left, looking at the man on the right.

Although this person is very vigilant, Jabur's identity may be very high, and he did not make unfriendly moves.

"It turned out to be Captain Fadile! I have something important to report to the chairman when I come back this time. Known as Jabur, he was stunned for a moment, but he did not take the initiative to introduce strangers around him.

Fadile's sharp eyes withdrew from the stranger who had been looked at by him for a long time and did not respond. He nodded slightly and said, "The chairman is resting inside. Come with me."

The three of them walked into another corridor and came to Saddam's place to rest.

Faisal followed the two to a much smaller cave. The cave was not big, with only a bed and a chair inside, and on the wall inside, a desk-like figure was carved out, with several books on it. Unlike the caves outside, the traces of artificial carving here are much more obvious. After all, there are many natural caves, but there are still few natural dwellings suitable for modern people to live in.

At this moment, on the edge of the bed, a man in a light green military uniform is sitting there, holding an open book in his hand. Hearing the footsteps outside, he was looking up at the three people in surprise.

The moment he saw the man's face, Faisal's eyes condensed. He had remembered this face countless times in his mind, and he believed that if he walked on the street outside, at least nine of the ten would know him, at least he would have a familiar feeling.

This person is the famous former President of Iraq, Saddam.

In Faisal's eyes, Saddam's momentum is deeper and deeper than the previous 'Middle East maniac', without that sharpness. As a senior agent of the Somali Intelligence Department, Faisal is still very insightful in observers and analysts.

He believes that if Saddam becomes the president of Iraq again, he will be more terrible than the previous 'Middle East madman' after a year or two.

"Chairman..." Jabur took a formal salute, which finally made Faisal's mind that Jabur was also a senior military officer during Saddam's regime, at least Saddam's conculine.

Saddam's eyes were very calm, and he was only slightly surprised when he saw the three people. He put down the book with a smile and looked at Jable in a gentle tone, "It turned out that Jable came. Is this one?"

Faisal took the initiative to walk forward with a very international military salute and said, "Mr. Saddam, you can call me Faisal. I'm from Somalia."

Before Saddam and Fadil were surprised again, Jabur took the initiative to explain a few words in a low voice. Saddam looked at Faisal again with a big difference. It was not insipid, but full of something called eagerness.

"It turned out to be a friend from Somalia. Please sit down." Saddam stood up and smiled back. There is no need to be so polite to his direct descendants, but the man in front of him is from Somalia and also represents the Chinese commander in Somalia. Of course, Saddam can't be too reserved or arrogant.

This kind of thing has been thrown out of the sky by Saddam in front of reality.

"Mr. Saddam, this time I am cooperating on behalf of our country and Mr. Saddam. I hope that we can strengthen contact and exchange in the future and contribute to the world's struggle against hegemony and power." After Faisal sat down, he showed his intention in a positive way.

At the moment, Somalia has also followed Iran and other countries to provide some support to Iraq's anti-American guerrillas, but most of them have sent people directly to talk to Saddam as they did today. It can be seen that in order to ensure victory in this struggle with the United States, Li Mo has planned to make full use of every anti-American force.

Saddam's eyes lit up when he heard the words. For a hero like him, he never lost his fighting spirit, never gave up the idea of returning to Baghdad to become the master again, and never let go of his hatred and hostility towards the Yankees.

However, in reality, he is no longer the president of Iraq, but the leader of an opposition force. He has lost the qualification for direct dialogue with high-level officials of other countries, just like Omar, the leader of the Taliban who is also struggling in the mountains. They are now not only hunted down by Western forces, but also become the target of ' everyone shouting to fight'.

At this time, no one is more willing to have a relationship with more powerful forces than them, and they will also work hard for any opportunity to return to the center of power.

The news brought by Faisal is like a heavenly sound, which is exactly what Saddam urgently needs.

"Thank you very much to your Somali friends and Commander Lee for extending a helping hand to the Iraqi people who are opposing the oppression and slaughter of the United States at this time. I think the Iraqi people will never forget this." Saddam's white face appeared red because he had not seen the sun for a long time, which was excited.

"Mr. Saddam, our commander said that in this world, there is equality between countries, between nations and between people. Allah gives each of us an equal opportunity, but in reality, there are always some people who are blinded by greed and conscience, always trying to snatch them in various ways. What Allah gives to others. As the people of Allah, each of us should resolutely stop this kind of behavior, even if it is for a long time, even if the blood is soaked in the earth, we should fight bravely. Faisal's expression changed and he said solemnly like a devout Muslim.

Dam's faith in God became more pious during this period, so he was deeply convinced of Faisal's words.

"Your commander is indeed a very insightful Muslim. For those infidels who plunder others, only iron and blood can make them sober and understand. I agree with this very much. Saddam nodded with a smile, "It's just that the infidels are very powerful now. The people of Allah fight with flesh and blood, which can't hit them well. I don't know what Commander Li can do to help us in this regard?"

As soon as the conversation changed, Saddam made a request.

The attack of Iraqi anti-American guerrillas on the Iraqi U.S. military has never stopped, but the blockade between the United States and the West against Iraq is getting tighter and tighter. The Iraqi Liberation Front has not been replenished by foreign supplies for a long time.

Saddam's words are to hope that Somalia can provide munitions to the Iraqi guerrillas.

Faisal frowned and said apologetically, "Mr. Saddam, I didn't bring any supplies this time, and our country is not ready to provide arms to the anti-American justice in Iraq."

These words stunned the three of them. Even Jabur was surprised. Faisal had said before that he came to cooperate, but without arms, what benefits can the Iraqi anti-American guerrillas bring to Somalia?

Unlike Saddam and others who have been staying here and outsourced, Jabur has been anonymously serving the Iraqi Liberation Front. Naturally, it is clear what happened in the Persian Gulf and even Libya. He felt that Somalia came to cooperate at this time, and it must be ready to provide military assistance, arm Iraq's anti-American guerrillas, and attack the Iraqi U.S. military. The more fierce the Iraqi side fight, which is also beneficial to the war in the Persian Gulf of Somalia and other countries. But without supplies and arms, what can Iraq's anti-American guerrillas do? At most, there will be a few more suicide attacks, which is not good for the overall situation.

Faisal asked with a smile, "I don't know how many of you remember a major event that happened in eastern Kabul, the capital of Afghanistan, on March 8 two years ago?"

(to be continued)