Chapter 9 7. Meatballs

On the northern outskirts of Baghdad, three "Desert Viper" military jeeps painted in camouflage colors drove northward.Iraqi Vice President Azici was in the second car. He was 42 years old this year, with a dark and thin face, a serious smile, and a pair of sharp eagle-like eyes embedded in deep-set eye sockets.Mossad intelligence agents described him this way: "If the moody President Salami is the spiritual leader of Iraq, then Vice President Azici is the real steward of the country. He is cruel and strict, shrewd and capable, and has a high prestige among the army and the people. It is said that he works ten days a day. For eight hours, he could name all the officers above the regimental commander in the 1 million Iraqi army. He is good at winning people's hearts, and he often visits disabled soldiers at the Invalids Hospital at least five times a year. The most frequent visit is the 110 kilometers north of Baghdad Samarra Invalids Hospital, because the dean, a retired army colonel, is his old superior who he respects very much, and he is also his chess player.

"Politically, Azici, like Salami, is a fanatical believer in the Arab revival. However, he is headstrong and powerful, and believes that his power struggle with Salami is only a matter of time. We should try Let the two lunatics start to bite sooner." Now he is going to the Samarra Invalides Hospital.The hills on both sides of the road are undulating.In the distance looms the pale gray silhouette of the Zagros Mountains, where the fierce and militant Kurdish people have been an unhealed abscess in Iraq for centuries.The weather was scorching hot, and the tires were whirring as the Jeep drove across the sticky asphalt.

The Invalids Hospital has arrived.Colonel Hamzawi was waiting for him at the door, wiping away his perspiration.Azici jumped off the jeep briskly, and walked towards the retired colonel, the two chatted in a low voice while walking. The disabled soldiers already knew the news. They were sitting or standing on the stone benches under the shade, looking at the door.Aqici walked in and saluted with palms together, a smile appeared on his iron face.The old soldiers shouted happily.A guy with only one leg laughed: "Brother Azici, today is neither the Eid al-Fitr, nor the Eid al-Adha, nor the holy festival, why do you think of these old guys with no arms or legs?"

A Qici responded casually: "Let me see if the thing you knocked out by the bullet grows back. If it does, I will bring you a beautiful bride next time." This rude joke made the gang laugh out loud.In a pleasant atmosphere, Azici shook hands with them and distributed some gifts.An hour later the old colonel said: "Let the Vice President rest for a while." Azici bid farewell to the group, and the same one-legged fellow shouted: "Principal Hamzawi, we know you're going to take Brother Azici to play chess again. I heard that you lost five to zero last time, is that right?"

The old dean pointed out a finger threateningly amidst the laughter of the crowd, and then led Azici into the office.The secretary greeted the president with a smile, and after they entered, she gently closed the heavy oak door.She knew that the two of them would stay inside for at least an hour or two, during which time no one was allowed to disturb her, and she would not answer anyone's calls except the president's. Chess has been set on the table.The old dean turned around.After carefully locking the door, the smile on his face disappeared immediately.He solemnly walked behind the desk and opened a curtain. Behind the curtain was a Greek-style Muslim religious painting, depicting the fall of Adam, the ancestor of mankind, and the pregnant Eve lying naked under the fig tree.He pressed a secret button, and the back wall was opened silently, revealing a large elevator room, the two of them walked in together silently, closed the door, and the elevator plummeted downwards.

About 5 minutes later, the elevator stopped slowly, and the old dean turned to ask Aqici to go in first.Before entering the inner door, they stopped in front of a computer screen.The computer asks with a synthesized voice: "Please state your name." After Azici finished reporting, the computer said: "The voiceprint has been verified. Welcome, President Azici. Please put your hands on the table." Azici put his hands on the two electric eyes, and the computer said: "Fingerprint verification is correct, please look directly at the screen." Two rings appeared on the screen, Aqici looked directly at the rings, the computer said:

"The pupil lines are verified to be correct, please recite the password silently in your heart." As he recited silently, asterisks appeared on the screen one by one, and when the 12th asterisk appeared, the computer said: "The brain pattern has been verified correctly, and the password is first-level priority. Please come in." The old dean behind him also passed the inspection. After entering the inner door, his vision suddenly widened. In front of him was a huge underground world, with corridors extending in all directions connecting various rooms and halls.Colonel Hamzawi asked:

"Where do you start first?" "Let's go to Meatball Group A first." They came to a small room, which was spotless, with a row of large screens lining the walls and a control panel in the center of the room.A Qici sat in front of the control panel, turned on the main switch, and the thirteen screens lit up at the same time, showing the whole bodies of thirteen people.They certainly don't know that they are being observed, and are still reading or resting on their own.The colonel pressed a red switch and ordered: "Assemble immediately, His Excellency Vice President Azici is here to visit you."

The 13 men and women immediately stood at attention facing the camera lens.They all have firm expressions, but they are of different ages and clothing.Aqici observed silently for a while, then pressed the call button: "May I ask your name?" "Umm Aisha" "Your itinerary?" "I'm going to leave for Beijing tomorrow. There is my lover who I have been in love with for three years." Aisha's face was shining with happiness, and her smile was very charming. "I met him when I was studying in Peking University, and now I finally persuaded my parents to allow me to marry this heathen, but he must hold a wedding ceremony for me according to Muslim customs." Her expression changed in an instant, and her eyes were like Razor-sharp: "I will postpone the wedding until one month later for various reasons. During this time, I will wait in Beijing. Once I get the ultimatum or war order from the multinational force from the news media, I will start it on the same day. Let 10 million people in Beijing die for Iraq."

Aqici suddenly asked: "Have you bought gifts for your future in-laws and other family members?" Aisha regained her innocent and happy smile: "Of course! I brought a Damascus steel knife studded with diamonds for my father-in-law, who is a major general in the Chinese army. I bought a piece of clothing for my mother-in-law and a bottle for my sister-in-law. French cologne." She brought the small suitcase over, and she was all dressed up, looking like a bride who was dizzy with happiness. Azici smiled with satisfaction.TV systems are isolated from each other.The other 12 people couldn't hear these conversations, and they all stared straight ahead with no expression.Azici pressed button No. 11 again, and it was a man nearly 50 years old with a funny expression:

"your name" "Mustapha Hadiro." "journey?" "I will leave for Cairo tomorrow. I am a fan of Egyptian belly dance. I will go to the Song and Dance Square, Fouad I Street and other places, secretly looking for belly dancers who have been banned by the Egyptian government. When I find them, I will Give them lots of yen, renminbi, and dollars, and then salivate to watch their performances. Of course, if the opportunity is right, I will spend a good time with anyone." He smiled lewdly, and suddenly changed into a cold expression. expression: "As soon as I know that the multinational force issued an ultimatum or a war order, and Egypt is also involved or supported in this operation, I will wave my magic wand on the 11th day of the deployment and make Cairo a dead city." Azici asked abruptly: "What if the Egyptian government arrests you for your debauchery and you're still in jail on that 11th day?" Hardy Rogge laughed: "I have a friend who is a high-ranking official. As soon as I arrived in Cairo, I went to meet him and gave him an unforgettable gift. In this way, even if I have some small sins, he will never forget him." Will look after me for the sake of money." Azici pressed the button, and he nodded to the colonel in satisfaction.The colonel said: "These 13 people will all set off in the next few days. After they set off, they will cut off all contact with us and detonate them entirely by news from the press. According to the pre-arranged order, they will destroy a capital in one day. This arrangement It's foolproof." "Okay, give them a toast." He pressed all 13 buttons, the colonel brought him a glass of brandy, and he raised the glass to 13 people: "President Salami was unable to come due to an urgent foreign affairs event. He asked me to greet you. You are Arab warriors and Muslim believers. You have fulfilled the jihad obligations enshrined in the Koran and used your lives to fill the Arab unity. The foundations of the building. When two hundred million Arabs unite under President Salami and make the world tremble, we will write your names in gold letters on the Qur'an. Farewell, my friends!" With tears in his eyes, he drank the wine in the glass, and the colonel and the 13 people also drank it. Their eyes were burning with fanatical flames and shrouded in the shadow of death. Coming out of this room, the colonel led him to a tall steel door, which was Group B of Meatballs.Press the button, the steel door is slowly opened, and the ears are immediately filled with deafening and noisy birdsong.The hall is so wide that you can hardly see the other side. Rows of birdcages are filled with swans, wild ducks and terns. They are all very excited and keep bumping their heads against the iron cages. Even the gentle and gentle swans are very vicious. A line of soldiers in white coats was waiting at the door.The leader, Colonel Mumas, led them to visit and introduced: "The genes of these migratory birds have been modified, and they are all fierce and abnormal. In their guidance systems, we have strengthened the magnetic field guidance function and weakened other guidance functions, such as the orientation of celestial bodies and the direction of polarized light. The heads are equipped with miniature magnetic fields, so that they will follow the artificial magnetic field and fly recklessly towards a set target. The weaponry on their bodies is all plastic, and the radar cannot detect it at all, and even if it is discovered, it will be too late. So it's an infallible meatball." Azici asked: "How is the order to drop the bomb issued?" "It can be remotely controlled. In order to prevent the enemy from interfering, you can also use the 'hands-off' method, that is, cut off contact after setting the release time in advance. Of course, we cannot retreat from the war with this method." Aqici said coldly: "Once we start, we will not back down. Is the exciting period of their migration coming too early? There are still seven days until October 12." "It doesn't matter, the length of the excitement period is completely under our control. From now until the end of October, we can release 5,000 angels of death on any given day." "Okay, I'm very satisfied with your work. You will make arrangements to fly the first batch to Kuwait on October 12th. We will make the world tremble under the wings of death." After a short pause he added: "President I can't come to see you in person, he has an important foreign appointment." Several people replied solemnly: "It's all for salami!" They were unaware that the President was flying to Kuwait on October 12 to meet with the Emir and Prime Minister of Kuwait.Otherwise, they don't know what to feel when they know that these angels of death are going to soar over President Salami's head. Among them was a junior employee named Ezia. When he returned to his residence in the dungeon at night, he closed the door and pulled out a telephone from the secret cave.He is a secret intelligence officer directly under the Ministry of Internal Affairs. According to routine procedures, he must report the situation of the underground city every day to Brigadier General Zayaji, the Minister of Internal Affairs and President Salami's son-in-law.Today, as usual, Brigadier General Zayaki shouted deadpan when he said "the debriefing is over": "It's all for Salami!" Ezia didn't comment on what Ezia reported. Days passed, and the Chinese fool was still sitting in that mahogany chair, with no intention of retreating.The onlookers are used to it, so it is not as sensational as it was at the beginning, but there are often seven or eight people watching and commenting curiously.Huang Fulin has always turned a blind eye to them. These days, Emina always has an exquisite hyperfocal telescope on her dressing table, and every once in a while, she points the lens tube at the guy under the pomegranate tree outside the courtyard.Undoubtedly, he couldn't see the movement in the room, but every time she raised the mirror tube, she often saw a slight smile on Huang Fulin's mouth. Could it be that he had telepathy?This made her feel like she was spying on the man, so she subconsciously put down the lens tube. Sarah, the Filipino maid, went out to inquire non-stop. At first, she was sent by the hostess, and later became her own hobby.After inquiring for half an hour, she came back excitedly and reported: "The onlookers said that Emina's beauty is indeed worthy of any man, and they blame themselves for not thinking of such an idea." Emina blushed and asked, "What else did you say?" "Some people also say that the Chinaman is not for love, but for your dowry." "What else did you say?" Sarah muttered embarrassingly, and Emina said loudly, "Say it!" She had to say: "There are also some blasphemous words, mostly from Pakistanis, Indians, and those inferior people. They say that you can calmly watch a man die for you, and say that your heart must be made of a desert viper. Soaked in saliva." Emina smiled slightly, but was not angry.She waved her hand, and the maid backed out.From the window, I saw Fahmi walking towards the ambulance parked in the yard.The ambulance was quietly prepared by Fahmi, and Dr. Muher was on guard all day long. Her brother never saw her these days, and she knew that her brother disapproved of her behavior.She doesn't care about these.Growing up with money, she was tired of this cloyingly sweet life, so since childhood, she and her brother used to sneak out and buy two dinars in the low-class market , Buy a bunch of things back and munch on them; or collude with my brother to play a prank on their foreign tutor.Now she was nineteen, a dangerous age in Kuwaiti marriage customs.But Emina stubbornly rejected one suitor after another.Just the thought of being a wife, having children, and serving her husband turned her off, and she resented it even more after her menstrual cramps. It's been the seventh day. Looking through the telescope, Huang Fulin's face has become visibly thinner, but his eyes are still piercing.In the extreme heat of Kuwait, almost no one was outdoors at noon. God knows how this Chinese madman survived without eating, drinking or sleeping! Emina began to think seriously in the mood of the game: If Huang Fulin really survived these 10 days, what should she do?She didn't make any promises to that man. She clearly said that she could "consider" his marriage proposal after 10 days, so of course she could still refuse.Of course, in this way, it may really scare away all potential suitors. Fortunately, my father has been busy with state affairs these days, busy with the unknown "New Moon Operation", so he didn't notice the pantomime outside the back wall, otherwise he might be angry... Or, really marry this Chinese guy?The moment this idea popped up, she herself found it funny.Although China has become one of the most powerful countries in the world in recent years, from the perspective of Kuwait, the Chinese are still very pitiful. They are still the image of "blue ants" who only know how to work.However, this unremarkable, small-eyed Chinaman was different from the Chinese people she had in mind. His arrogance and reckless behavior were quite to my liking. She couldn't help laughing at the thought.She thought of Huang Fulin's funny appearance in Arabic clothes, just like the monkey in Arabian robes in One Thousand and One Nights.She will not marry this heathen.As for how to get rid of him at that time, let the elder brother come forward.The maid helped her to sleep and turned off the headlights for her.She soon fell asleep sweetly.