Chapter 1251: Chapter 608: Truly a Beautiful Sight!
On TV, Saddam takes a deep breath, clamoring and waving his arms, hysterically roaring:
“For a long time, how much injustice have we endured? How many conspiracies? How many blockades, threats and lies from the greedy wolves of the East and West? Do they think that with a few bombs and some hypocritical resolutions, they can make the great Iraqi people kneel? That they can make the lion of Babylon lower its noble head? That they can make us, who carry the bloodline of the Prophet, abandon the sacred right to seek independence, dignity, and revival?
Wishful thinking!
“Today, with ironclad facts and with power enough to shake the universe, we announce to the world: The era where Iraq was at the mercy of others and constantly bullied has gone forever! Our people, our country have undergone a phoenix-like rebirth, under the shelter of True X and the refining of revolutionary will!
We have acquired the atomic bomb!
What does this mean?
“This means that any enemy, no matter where they hide or what hypocritical faces they wear, if they dare to cast greedy eyes on an inch of Iraqi land, or extend sinful claws towards our people, or threaten our survival and independence again—they will face our most resolute, thorough, and fear-inducing destructive strike! True X is great! Our sacred weapon exists solely to defend the homeland and protect dignity! It shall be the most reliable cornerstone of our national security and the hammer of judgment hanging over the heads of invaders!
As he spoke, he spread his arms wide, like a Savior, enjoying the applause.
“Comrades! This great achievement is the highest recognition of True X for our firm faith, fearless sacrifice, and indomitable spirit! It belongs to every Iraqi who has silently dedicated during difficult times! To the scientists who pour their heart and blood in laboratories! To the workers who sweat like rain in factories! To the farmers who toil diligently in the fields! It belongs even more to our heroic Republican Guard and all armed forces! This is the crystallization of the people’s will! This is the great victory under the leadership of the Revival Party!
“Let us take to the streets, beat the drums of celebration, let cheers resound throughout the Two River Basin, from the Zagros Mountain Foot to the Arabian Gulf! Let our joy and pride surge like the waves of the Tigris and Euphrates Rivers, unstoppable! Let those enemies hiding in dark corners tremble in the thunderous cheers of the Iraqi people! Let them know that an Iraq with atomic power is invincible! An Iraq under the leadership of Saddam Hussein shall never falter!
“Advance, great Iraqi people! Under the guidance of True X and the light of revival, with the ultimate power granted by True X in our hands, we will create an unprecedented golden era belonging to Iraq! Any enemy shall be crushed to powder by our will and strength!
True X is great!
Long live Iraq!
Long live the Arab nation!
Glory belongs to the heroic people!
Saddam Hussein
President of the Republic of Iraq
Chairman of the Revolutionary Command Council!!!”
…
At the National Palace.
Victor sat with legs crossed, spinning a pen in his fingers, watching Saddam’s passionate speech on TV, couldn’t help but smile, saying to Casare, “Why do I feel like he is pretending?”
“Two years ago, their nuclear reactor was bombed by Israel, what are they using for their experiments? Unless they stole them from the moon.” Casare also didn’t believe it, “But what is his purpose in doing this?”
“How’s the situation in the Middle East?” Victor asked.
Casare shook his head, “Very chaotic, Palestine stabilized the situation with our help, and both sides have gathered over 80,000 troops near the Golan Heights, while Lebanon and Jordan are also showing signs of mobilizing troops towards the border with Israel.”
“Maybe… they want to completely wipe out Israel?!”
Victor’s eyes lit up, “Is there any recent news on Saddam and Israel’s diplomatic relations?”
Casare was taken aback, “I’ll have someone check, boss, do you mean you think they are colluding as accomplices?”
“With the United States toppled, do you think Israel, which has always been like a son, would be afraid? In such a situation, they can only look for allies, and Iraq, which is also wary by the entire Middle Eastern countries, is the best partner.”
Saddam is a very complex person, born into a poor farming family in Tikrit, lost his father at an early age, was raised by his uncle, joined the Baath Party at 18 and engaged in anti-colonial movements. In 1958, participated in the assassination of King Faisal II, fled to Egypt after failing to assassinate Prime Minister Qasim the following year…
Damn, isn’t he like the “Middle Eastern Old Wang”?
Which Old Wang? Wang Yidao!!!
In 1968, came to power in a coup, served as vice president; in 1979, forced President Becker to step down, combined the roles of President, party leader, and military commander. After taking power, purged dissidents within the party, and used live broadcast execution to deter opponents.
Constantly attacked neighboring countries, trying to seize their land and oil, who would accept such a person anyway.
Two troublemakers obviously want to stick together.
Israel + Iraq, well… it’s highly possible they could turn the entire Middle East upside down, those who can fight only raise flags, those who can’t just clamor uselessly, what’s the use?
“So, boss, you suspect it’s a bluff?”
Victor quieted down, after a while smiled and said, “Whether true or false, no one dares to test it, he’s gambling on the fear.”
Indeed, to put it this way…
It’s like I grabbed a pile of crap, pointing at you all, you surely wouldn’t dare move, because whether or not I dare to throw it over, you wouldn’t dare to bet.
Just like during a diarrhea, you wouldn’t dare to gamble on every fart.
“Will this affect our Middle East strategy?”
“So we need to investigate this matter clearly, is it true or not!”
Casare also solemnly nodded, “Okay!”
After discussing the business, Victor tossed the pen in his hand onto the table, “How has Marius been performing at your side?”
Marius Edward, Little Caesar’s uncle, and also the brother of his mistress Krista Schroeder.
“Not bad…” Casare forced a smile and said.
But Victor noticed the glint in his eyes, feeling something was off, “Speak the truth, our relationship is better than with any woman, no need to cover the truth for face.”
Fat Casare laughed awkwardly, “He is a bit… arrogant, got into a fight with the people below on his first day, even drank at work, attended others’ banquets, and arrogantly said…”
“Said what?” Victor’s expression darkened.
“Said his brother-in-law is Mexico’s founder, everyone needs to give him face.”
“Call him here!!!”
Casare nodded vigorously, picked up the phone on the table and called the office, “This is Casare, please have Marius Edward come to the Supreme Leader’s office.”
On the other end stuttered…
“Prime Minister, Edward went out drinking… oh oh oh, he’s back, he’s back.”
“Edward, Prime Minister Casare wants you to visit the Supreme Leader’s office.”
“Where to? The office? Not going! Not going! Let him come running to see me, duh~ I’m going to sleep and if there’s nothing urgent, talk after I wake up.” There was a drunken person on the other end, trembling in speech, who knows how much alcohol he drank.
This was on speakerphone, Victor heard everything clearly.
Casare glanced at his boss, whose face turned green with anger, then laughed angrily, walked to the phone, “Alright, you wait for me, I’ll come to you!”
Saying that, he picked up the ashtray on the desk and walked straight to the office area on the other side of the corridor bridge.
This kind of arrogant person is really rare!
But not unseen.
Hmm… once there was a secretary who was very arrogant, slapping another key leader in front of their superior and cursing loudly.
And then…
Executed.
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