Chapter 28: The Uninvited Guest

  Imani's ghostly figure flashed and disappeared like air.????Duncan led the "Wolf" team to surround Maya Village, but even if they dug three feet underground, they couldn't find Imrani. Although they had won an anti-terrorism battle and calmed down the anti-American sentiment in Maya Village

  However, Imani completely corrupted Lem's heart

  The sun had set, and Maya Village was gradually shrouded in darkness. Duncan led the "Evil Wolf" team back to base with their captives. Laim also returned to the Green Zone and had a free dinner at the "Chinese Old Dai" restaurant, feeling depressed. He drove his Hummer to the Baishui Security Company, wanting to see the effect of Hu Jinghai's "brainwashing education". In the courtyard, two electric lights were lit up, and all the special agents were undergoing military training. Weren't they supposed to be listening to Hu Jinghai's lecture? Why were they suddenly having a training session? However, this training was different from before - it wasn't just going through the motions. Each of them was squatting in a horse stance, with their hands raised and legs bent.

  After hanging in the air, he sat down with his head still and eyes not moving, like a wooden puppet. He didn't even see Laim coming in, including Gasiwu, who was covered in oil and sweat but remained motionless. Laim became interested, this was Liu Hu's trained Chinese kung fu. But Laim was still unhappy, he required first ideology, then military affairs. A team, with political quality as the top priority, if the ideology is not strong enough, the command will be ineffective, even if the military quality is good, it will still fall apart. Just as Laim was wondering why Liu Hu didn't listen to commands, Liu Hu came out wanting to say something, suddenly, a soldier couldn't hold on...

  He sat down on the ground. Liu Huizi stood still, his eyes scanning sharply, and the soldier was so scared that he quickly got up and continued to march in place.

  Laimu secretly admired this guy who didn't speak a word of Arabic, yet in just a few hours, had made these Iraqi soldiers so obedient. "Where's Hu Jinghai?" he asked.

  "He's inside, Ye Shouzhang and Zhao Zong have arrived."

  "Oh?" Laimu was somewhat surprised, as Ye Zhongliang was an unexpected guest. He followed Liu Huizi into the living room.

  There were many people sitting in the living room, including two employees from Zhao Hengyang's company, and the rest were members of the embassy investigation team brought by Ye Zhongliang. Dai Mei'er had also come over, originally the owner of this building, temporarily playing the role of hostess, busy pouring tea and serving water.

  Laimu shook hands with them one by one, saying: "Ye Shouzhang, I didn't expect you to find me here too. What can I do for you?"

  Ye Zhongliang nodded towards Zhao Hengyang, who adjusted his glasses, revealing a difficult expression. "Sorry, General Laimu, we've come to ask Liu Huizi to return to the company to work. You see..."

  Laimu's heart skipped a beat, he took out a cigarette and lit one: "Tell me the reason."

  Zhao Hengyang hesitated, saying: "I think... Liu Huizi is Chinese, an employee of our company, it doesn't seem quite suitable for him to work here with you."

  What's going on? Laimu looked at Ye Zhongliang, pondering what role he was playing in this.

  "That's right. I heard from Zhao Zong that General Laimu has a mind to help us with oil exploration in Iraq?" Ye Zhongliang's eyes fixed intently on Laimu.

  At first, when he heard about this matter, he was very pleased, thinking that Zhao Hengyang had made connections and managed to get an American military general to help China develop its overseas oil market. Later, after understanding that Laimu was from the CIA, and was involved in "eating away" at others' interests, he began to have doubts. Wasn't this "eating away" going to cause conflicts between Chinese and American companies?

  Questioning General Lyman's motives, saying "General Lyman is an American, generally speaking, he stands on the side of American companies, however, towards us so

  "My heart, I want to know the reason." "I can tell you the reason." Laim waved his hand, "The simple reason is that I and Mr. Zhao Changsha, Zhao's father, are friends, taking care of Mr. Zhao Changsha's son, my heart..."

  Wish. The complicated reason is, I might be an American outcast, in me

  Here is the translation:

  Above, there are too many Chinese elements. This... contributes to socialist construction, China's rise and building a moderately prosperous society, creating a harmonious society, doing some things that are also natural."

  Ye Zhongliang's eyes widened behind his glasses, thinking, "Is this what an American would say? It sounds like something a party secretary would say in official jargon." This guy is simply an American traitor, how can he be both a military attaché and CIA at the same time?

  "General Laim is joking," Ye Zhongliang thought he was kidding.

  "Not joking," Laim laughed. "I'm speaking freely with you because first, you're my friends and won't report me to my superiors. Second, even if you do report me, I'm not afraid. Because no American would believe it."

  Ye Zhongliang was amused by this and said, "Even if your two reasons are valid, please tell us how you plan to help Zhao? Can you explain what this 'flaying food' is all about?"

  "To enter the Iraqi oil development market, one must rely on oneself. Letting American and British oil tycoons give up their interests willingly is just a dream. Otherwise, why would the US and UK be fighting this war if not to control Middle Eastern oil and occupy the high ground of energy? This war has fattened the military-industrial complex while also allowing American and British oil tycoons to seize the initiative. If China wants to get a share, it can only do so by taking food from their mouths. How to take it? Of course, not by playing by the rules!"

  "Not playing by the rules?" Zhao Hengyang's heart skipped a beat as he heard this familiar phrase, which his father Zhao Changsha had also said many times. It was too strange; Laim's words and actions were just like his father's.

  Laim glanced deeply at Zhao Hengyang and continued, "One must be like Sun Wukong causing chaos in heaven, creating trouble today and making a scene tomorrow, making those oil tycoons unable to sleep or eat, forcing them to spit out the oil cake they're holding."

  Ye Zhongliang's surprise was like seeing a dinosaur. If Laim were Chinese, this wouldn't be surprising, but he was an American from head to toe, and going against the oil tycoons was equivalent to going against the US government. Why was he doing this? Ye Zhongliang asked, "General Laim, what do you hope to gain from this?"

  "No gain. I don't need any gain."

  "No gain, no effort. What's the point of helping us if there's no gain?"

  Laim almost wanted to rip out his heart because it was a Chinese heart. But even if he did, it might not dispel Ye Zhongliang's doubts; this kid might say that this heart was a counterfeit.

  Zhao Hengyang interrupted, "My intuition is that General Laim is thinking for us. We should listen to him."

  "Zhao Hengyang!" Ye Zhongliang said seriously, "Don't forget you're Chinese and must stand on our side."

  "But General Laim is standing on the Chinese people's side; he's really helping us," Zhao Hengyang said.

  "But he's a pure American," Ye Zhongliang didn't understand why Zhao Hengyang trusted Laim so much. "Americans can only stand on the American side. He's doing this just to stir up trouble, using the excuse of helping China to deceive our trust. Afterward, he can completely push the responsibility onto the Chinese side and cause diplomatic disputes between China and the US. Stirring up trouble, manufacturing conflicts, framing others, and profiting from it – this is how the CIA operates."

  "Old trick of the press." "Did I say that Chinese people should take responsibility?" Laim narrowed his eyes and asked. "But you insisted on keeping Liu Xiumin behind

  isn't it just wanting to take advantage of his Chinese identity

  "Is that so?" "Liu Hu Zi is helping General Laim to manage the security company," said Zhao Heng Yang. "Why does an American security company need a Chinese person to manage it? With over 100,000 US troops stationed in Iraq, why didn't General Laim find an American to be the manager of the security company? Why did he have to find a Chinese person?" "Deputy Director Ye," General Laim said with a slight sigh, "your old habit of suspecting everything and overthrowing everything has relapsed. When you were in school, you posted big-character posters questioning your teacher's revolutionary credentials; when you were sent down to the countryside, you suspected that your classmates who were recommended for university were colluding with the daughter of the production team leader; during the '78 discussion on 'practice is the sole criterion for testing truth', you suspected that this slogan deviated from the proletarian revolutionary line; when you served as first secretary at an embassy in Africa, you suspected that the ambassador's plan to provide economic aid to that country harmed China's interests; and now, you suspect your own wife of..."

  ".... didn't recognize the white strip, suspected it was someone else's thing, traveled thousands of miles, secretly followed his wife on a business trip, looking for the so-called third party, got angry and demanded a divorce..." "Uh... how did you know all this?" Ye Zhongliang stared in disbelief. "Because I'm CIA." "You're not human, you're a ghost!" Ye Zhongliang exclaimed in terror. "That's right, I'm a foreign devil," Laim laughed loudly and turned to ask Liu Huizi: "Are you still willing to stay with me?" "I never said I wasn't willing," Liu Huizi replied honestly. "I came to Iraq to work, you trusted me and gave me a high income, of course, I'm happy to stay." "Since it's Liu Huizi's wish, I think neither Ye Shouzhang nor Zhao Zong has the right to ask him to leave. Because Liu Huizi doesn't have any formal work unit. You should not interfere with him, is that right?" "Liu Huizi wants to stay, we naturally respect his decision," Zhao Hengyang said. "Let's go back!" Ye Zhongliang said, clearly displeased. "Wait," Hu Jinghai suddenly said, "I still have something to say to General Laim."