Chapter 2 A Dream for Thirty Years
It was so comfortable to sleep this time! Zhang Feng was still savoring the leisurely time he was lying on the bed, slowly opening his hazy sleepy eyes.
As a post-90s generation, a post-90s generation who graduated from military academy and entered the special operations force, although the daily training is painful and the occasional tasks can cause heavy psychological pressure. However, once you have time, Zhang Feng still likes to play games all night and then sleep for a day.
A few days ago, a military operation was carried out on the Vietnamese border, and several Chinese officials who went to Vietnam to gamble, owed a lot of debts, and were detained by locals. Of course, Shangfeng said that it was a Chinese citizen. As for whom Zhang Feng was not clear, Zhang Feng didn't know, nor did he want to know. An ordinary citizen, as for dispatching special forces to rescue him? Zhang Feng was too lazy to think about this kind of thing, so the soldiers took obedience to orders as their duty. The only thing that made Zhang Feng wonder was that if he wanted to gamble, why did he have to travel thousands of miles to Vietnam if he wanted to go to Macau?
After completing the mission, there will be a few days of relaxation. Zhang Feng used these days to relive several classic games. He doesn't like boring online games, but only likes various war games. Last night, the classic Iraqi war game: Desert Storm 2 Returning to Baghdad.
I was still savoring the dream just now, which was somewhat similar to the game. The scenery in front of Zhang Feng gradually became clear.
Wow, why are the surroundings changing?
I was sleeping in the dormitory last night, and the comrades in the special forces team in the same room had already gone to meet my girlfriend. There was a computer on the table in the middle. However, now the bed and computer have disappeared, and there is a writing desk in front of it, but the shape is a bit strange, and there is a painting vaguely hanging on the wall. I was sleepy and couldn't see clearly.
Are you dreaming?
When Zhang Feng touched it with his hand, there was not a hard bed board underneath, but a soft and comfortable mattress!
He pinched his thigh hard, it hurts very much, not a dream! At the same time, Zhang Feng was completely awake, which made him stunned.
The painting on the wall is a man with a mustache, a military uniform, and a beret, looking familiar.
Where is this? Zhang Feng was confused. He got up from the bed and walked towards the window.
It is obvious that this is a villa. It is on the second floor. There are several large pillars on both sides. On the open space below the building, there is actually a huge swimming pool! But at this moment, the sun is shining on the ground, and the water in the swimming pool is constantly shining.
Looking into the distance, Zhang Feng even more surprised was that there were many soldiers guarding outside the villa, holding guns and looking around vigilantly.
No matter where his grandmother is, I will go down and visit for a while before talking about it. This kind of villa is a luxury house. Even if I have a glorious pension, I can't afford it.
Zhang Feng opened the door and prepared to go down.
As soon as he opened the door, Zhang Feng was stunned again. There was a person standing outside the door, his whole body wrapped in a white robe, and even his head was surrounded. Who is this person?
"Second Young Master, are you awake?" the other party said in a strange language.
Although Zhang Feng didn't know what language this was, he seemed to understand it completely, and a conversation popped up from his mouth: "Yes, I want to go down and swim."
Second Young Master? He is the only one in the family. He first applied to the military academy, but he was greatly resisted. How come he is now the Second Young Master?
Suddenly, Zhang Feng's face turned pale and his hands and feet were cold. He finally remembered that the person he saw just now was Saddam who was hanged a few years ago?
How could there be a portrait of him in my room? How could I become the second young master? Who is he?
When I woke up, I felt everything was in chaos.
"Who are you?" Zhang Feng asked.
The man's face shook. The man in front of him always had a gloomy look and was always taciturn. Why did he take the initiative to ask who he was here today? He was Gasar, who was always by his side and was responsible for taking care of his daily life!
"Second Young Master, I am Gasar!" the man said.
"Who am I? Where is this?"
The man opened his eyes wide and said, "Second Master, you are Kusai Abdullah Ibn Saddam Hussein, this is the president's private villa in the southern suburbs of Baghdad."
It's over, it's completely over. Why did I get here? It's even Kusai!
Zhang Feng felt completely desperate. Could it be that the game he played was wrong? Why did he suddenly come to Baghdad and become Saddam's second son Kusai?
Zhang Feng felt a vague sympathy for Iraq and the Saddam family. Their misfortune was because of the oil under their feet. Moreover, Saddam was a strong figure with a dream of unifying the Middle East. Under the oppression of various powerful forces, he was destined to be avatar on the playing cards.
In this world, there is no justice and evil, only strength and weakness, and all kinds of civilians will always be all kinds of civilians. In Zhang Feng's era, Iraqi civilians lived in dire straits, and they had no future.
And Cusey ended up being shot and killed by the US military.
I don't want to do Cusai! Oh my God, don't play like this, okay? Let me become Bill Gates and Bush, the last time, I have to become the crown prince of Saudi Arabia, what's the matter?
Zhang Feng's heart was filled with anxiety about the future. Death was not scary, but what was scary was that he knew that he had to die.
But why do I have to die? I have to die under the gun of the US military? Zhang Feng thought again that the real Kusai no longer exists. He replaced Kusai himself and came here. Then, will history develop along the original trajectory?
Since it has come, history must be changed and the original process cannot be repeated again. Iraq's decline from prosperity began with the Iraqi-Iraq War. The Iraqi-Iraq War completely stagnated Iraq's economy. The eight-year war made Iraq dissatisfied with the trauma of the war. Saddam, his father, went to steal Kuwait again, which annoyed the United States. From then on, Iraq began to destroy its country and die.
If you want to rewrite history, you have to try to stop the Iran-Iraq War and prevent the tragedy from happening again. Zhang Feng asked carefully: "When is this?"
Looking at the quiet and peaceful scene outside, Zhang Feng had a trace of fantasy. Perhaps, Saddam just now is in power?
"It's three o'clock in the afternoon," Gasar said.
"I'm asking what year it was today, bastard!" Zhang Feng blurted out, unconsciously, his temper was so violent. Is this Kusai the same?
"Yes, today is June 17, 1981." Gasar said quickly. Did the second young master take a nap and remember everything? Moreover, his temper has become so bad that he will not become like the eldest young master, right? Thinking of the eldest young master's habit of torture at any time, Gasar was a little scared and shivered when he spoke.
1981? It's late! A year ago, the Iraq-Iraq War broke out. Zhang Feng thought helplessly, but even a year earlier, with his identity at this time, it would definitely not affect Saddam's father's decision. He was more than he could.
However, it is still Iraq's offensive and Iran's defense stage. The situation is relatively optimistic about Iraq. As long as he can gain the recognition of his father within a few months and then let him end the war in favorable circumstances, he should be able to avoid the painful experience of the eight-year war.
Before he knew it, Zhang Feng had already begun to adapt to this identity. As a post-90s generation, Zhang Feng is a natural optimist. Since he has come here, he should go with the flow. At least in the past few years, no one dares to bully him in the entire Iraq.
Bubble Arab beauties and enjoy the exotic style is also a good choice. There is also such a big villa for you to live in. If you don’t hurry up and enjoy it, that would be too sorry for your time travel!
Zhang Yang took off himself without saying anything, leaving only a pair of underwear and rushed to the swimming pool.
Gasar looked at Kusai in amazement. Why is the second young master so abnormal today? Suddenly, he remembered something and quickly rushed forward to catch up with Kusai.
"Second Young Master, I can't go down now, the temperature in the swimming pool is too high!"
It's July, and it's three o'clock in the afternoon. Under the strong sunlight, the water temperature in the swimming pool is at least fifty or sixty degrees.
Zhang Feng took back his feet, which was so dangerous! On the first day of his arrival, he was scalded to death in the swimming pool. When he arrived at the underworld, he would not be a tragic devil!
Lying on the balcony on the second floor of the villa, looking at the white clouds in the sky, next to it, Gasar was fanning her, and Zhang Feng was enjoying the life of the second young master.
In Iraq, the second year of the outbreak of the Iraq-Iraq War, Zhang Yang recalled everything in this era. As a time traveler, knowledge is a great asset.
The territorial dispute between Iraq and Iran has a history of more than a hundred years, especially on the Arab River in the northwest of the Persian Gulf. It is an important oil export channel for both countries and has important value to both countries.
Although both countries believe in Islam, 90% of Iran's residents believe in Islamic Shia, while 60% of Iraq's residents are also Islamic Shia, but Iraq is in power by Sunnis.
The pro-US Pahlavi dynasty of Iran was overthrown two years ago, and Khomeini came to power and had a very stale relationship with the United States. The U.S.-Iran hostage incident occurred. Khomeini and Saddam also had personal grudges. Under various factors, the war began.
In the early stage of the war, Iraq was in an unstoppable attack on Iran.
It is now 1981, and it is an era when Saddam's father is full of energy. He is full of confidence at this moment.
The surrounding countries, Kuwait, Saudi Arabia, and Libya, all support Iraq because they are all Arabs, while Iran is Persian. In history, there have been countless wars between Arabs and Persians.
Palestine and Israel are not bordering Iraq. Zhang Feng was full of pity for Palestine, especially Arafat, and they all said that the regime was out of the gun. The leader of the PLO organization was not sure what he thought, but he actually believed the Americans and gave up his force. As a result, he was tortured by the Israelites alive. I wonder if he regretted it when he died.
The State of Palestine has become an eternal pain in his heart.
Since we are here, we might as well help Arafat. After all, they are all Arabs.
Zhang Feng's mind was sparked like a spark, and he suddenly remembered that Israel was also full of hostility towards Iraq. Especially after seeing Iraq's nuclear reactor progress smoothly, he took the blame for the world and the Air Force raided a long distance and blew up the nuclear reactor.
This is a classic battle, surgical air strike, showing the powerful Israeli air force, and has been studied as a classic example by many military academies until now.
Zhang Feng remembered clearly that it was 5:30 pm on June 17, 1981, and now it was 3:30 pm on June 17, 1981!
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Chapter completed!