Ultimate Firepower
Chapter 192 - 180 Just Right

Chapter 192: Chapter 180 Just Right

There’s a saying, "When you have a great scholar, you have someone to debate the scriptures."

For Gao Yi, when you have armed troops, you have someone to claim responsibility.

After a bombardment and gunfire, any move by Gao Yi became major global news.

Once it was over, three vehicles drove away quickly, even pulling cannons along.

Especially critical was that this was still inside the Green Zone.

Anyone with a clear eye would know what was going on—without some inside help, it would mean that the militants in Baghdad had learned invisibility overnight, not to mention the "Five Ghosts Moving Technique" to carry heavy artillery into the heavily guarded Green Zone.

Now it all depended on Prince Shaman’s tactics.

They stopped on a temporarily deserted street; this was the agreed-upon location, but they saw no one to meet them.

Gao Yi had no choice but to call Prince Shaman.

"Your Highness, we... We failed to rescue Abdulla. We were deceived."

After speaking with Mu Tianwen, it was natural to notify Prince Shaman and, according to the agreement, it largely depended on Prince Shaman taking the blame. But with no one showing up to meet them, it was unclear whether Prince Shaman had changed his mind.

There was earth-shattering news, yet they hadn’t killed anyone. No, they had failed to rescue Abdulla, so the call from Gao Yi was understandably tentative.

The Secret Action Bureau definitely would not dare to take on this huge responsibility, and if Prince Shaman decided to sacrifice the pawn to save the King, Gao Yi and his team would be in deep trouble.

"You’ve done well!"

But to his surprise, Prince Shaman began with praise.

"Whether the rescue operation was successful or not isn’t what matters most. What matters is that you have demonstrated my courage and will. I already know the gist of the situation, and I know the outcome too. Six men from the CIA died, and the eight others they recruited in Baghdad—translators and informants—are all gone. But to have six CIA men dead pleases me greatly."

Gao Yi was stunned; was Prince Shaman delighted because he got his revenge?

Prince Shaman continued passionately, "When they killed my men and kidnapped my Deputy Director, they should have foreseen this outcome! I will not submit to them. Do they think I dare not retaliate? The retaliation is here, and it’s fierce!"

Prince Shaman was tough, truly unyielding, with fearsomely intense means of vengeance!

Gao Yi sincerely said, "Your Highness, your bravery overwhelms me, and my respect and admiration for you is beyond words. No, my thoughts are in disarray. I’ve truly never seen anyone as tough as you—bold enough to challenge a powerhouse like the United States. You are the strongest, wisest, and most charismatic leader in the history of the Middle East!"

Gao Yi’s flattery was a bit excessive and came off as slimy.

Luca covered his face, Li Jie drew circles on the ground with his foot, and Lin Xianghua seemed to have something crawling on his back, continuously twisting and turning.

Only Feng Biao nodded seriously, continuously raising his hands, signaling that Gao Yi was doing well and urging him to go further, stronger with his praise.

It didn’t matter if his words were superfluous, the key was to express all the positive words he could think of. English didn’t have the functional vocabulary of flattery as conveniently as idioms did. After a few attempts, Gao Yi found himself at a loss for words.

When words failed, he compensated with tone and emotion.

Feng Biao pressed down with his hands and whispered very quietly, "Get to the point!"

Without waiting for Prince Shaman’s reply, Gao Yi immediately said, "But now we must escape quickly. Harold and his son have received the message, those..."

Feng Biao gestured crudely with his hands.

Gao Yi immediately continued, "Those rats hiding in sewers, those buzzing flies, those blood-sucking parasites on the nation and its people, the petty thieves who even dare to try and make Harold take over from Abdulla. But after knowing Your Highness’s noble qualities, how could Harold possibly associate with these cowardly and incompetent wretches? That’s why Harold decisively disconnected from these trash and decided to help Your Highness rescue Abdulla."

After speaking in one breath, Gao Yi continued, "Now, I will immediately join Harold and his son to confront those filthy creatures hiding in the sewers, to rescue Abdulla. But for now, we need to break free."

Most of what he said was nonsense, but he finally got to something substantial.

Prince Shaman, a veteran of receiving flattery from a young age, wouldn’t find Gao Yi too exaggerated. The answer is no.

Whether it’s pain or pleasure, it all depends on the threshold, and Prince Shaman’s threshold for pleasure derived from flattery was quite high. Thus, Gao Yi’s excessively fierce and strong words only pleased Prince Shaman.

Before, those who flattered him had no real skill; in plain words, they missed the mark.

Now not only had Gao Yi hit the mark, he did it with great force. How could Prince Shaman not like it?

"Well said!"

Prince Shaman loudly applauded. Then, gritting his teeth, he said, "I want those rats hiding in the sewers, those buzzing flies, those blood-sucking parasites, to feel terror, to regret, to know that all resistance is futile, to let the CIA, who dare support them, know that I am not someone they can provoke!"

After speaking, Shaman said refreshingly, "Someone will come to meet you soon, just hand everything over to them, they will claim this attack in the name of the rebels. You just leave!"

Gao Yi certainly wanted to leave, but now, with the army stationed at the embassy pouring out, soldiers guarding the Green Zone encircling them, and planes already taking off, an emergency deployment by the Iraqi Defense Army made leaving difficult.

"Where should we go?"

"Do you see the people coming to meet you? Get out of the car and go, don’t worry about anything!"

After Shaman finished speaking, Gao Yi saw a convoy coming towards them.

The convoy stopped, and although Gao Yi and his group were still a bit nervous, soon a group of ordinary-looking, fanatical people rushed over.

As per usual, they chanted a few slogans, then those who arrived strapped on rifles and clambered into armored vehicles, taking their places by the guns.

Just one man, a bearded man wearing an Iraqi-style robe, spoke to Luca in broken English, "Thank you for the weapons you brought us, please get in the car."

It was a form of greeting, and after speaking, the bearded man also got in the car, then leaning out of the vehicle, he raised a rifle in his right hand and roared, "Charge! Charge! Charge!"

The vehicles drove away, leaving behind a few old-looking cars, just right for Gao Yi and his group.

"Your Highness, we’ve handed over our vehicles and guns to those who met us, now let’s go and coordinate with Harold to continue the rescue of Abdulla in a different way."

Shaman hummed lightly, then hung up the phone.

It’s the prerogative of a superior to hang up the phone, to ramble on with instructions to Gao Yi and his team about being careful and ensuring success would show Shaman was afraid.

Gao Yi sighed softly and said, "All set, get in the car, let’s go."

The six of them looked at each other, and finally, Li Jie said softly, "How can we play it so big and still get away so easily? I don’t understand."

Luca helplessly said, "You didn’t mention the money to the Prince, but now is really not the time, forget it, let’s go."

The six people took two cars and drove within the recently attacked Green Zone. They hadn’t gone far when they saw the massive military vehicles.

Who knows what the next battle will hold, but it has nothing to do with Gao Yi and his group.

Gao Yi then called Mu Tianwen.

Mu Tianwen answered the phone, sounding a bit anxious, "How is it, did they burn bridges after crossing?"

Mu Tianwen feared that Shaman would discard Gao Yi and his group after using them, especially given his own father’s precarious situation.

Gao Yi spoke in a low voice, "No worries, Prince Shaman is very happy to take responsibility. He’s not afraid of the CIA and was actually pleased that our counterstrike embarrassed the CIA, providing him some retribution."

Mu Tianwen sighed with relief and said, "He is indeed... fearless."

"Where are you? Can we meet up?"

"Yes, I’ve entered the Green Zone. Let’s meet first and go from there. It’s chaotic inside, with military and police everywhere, roadblocks starting; I don’t know if we can meet successfully."

"We can, we have special permits, military task permits."

The Pentagon was willing to have the Black Army play a personal role, and that was just a matter of bad timing for Gao Yi and his group to take up the job. So, how could they skimp on this matter? In the Green Zone, Americans are the bosses, and the Pentagon folks are the top bosses. Using an emergency decree as a pass was simply part of Grins’ obligatory duties.

Driving forward, there indeed was a troop setting up a temporary barricade at the intersection, with armored vehicles also participating in the roadblock, but when the car passed by and Gao Yi showed the orders, there was no inspection, and the armored vehicle immediately retreated to allow them through.

Gao Yi and his group encountered six checkpoints along the way but had smooth passage all the way to where Mu Tianwen was.

Mu Tianwen had entered the Green Zone but was soon stopped by soldiers temporarily blocking the roads. It wasn’t too bad that he and the butler weren’t arrested while wandering the streets at dawn.

Now, Gao Yi’s reason was to pick someone up, so after meeting Mu Tianwen, the rest was easier, it was time to return once they got him.

Just Mu Tianwen and the butler in one car, Gao Yi got into Mu Tianwen’s vehicle, and Mu Tianwen immediately said, "There’s urgent news from the other side, Shaman wielding great power and fearlessly initiating revenge has everyone scared, perhaps not the CIA, but they’re terrified."

After speaking, Mu Tianwen said helplessly, "They gave a location for my father to go to, but my father said he can’t leave the plane, so he asked me to represent him. I feel... actually, I’m quite confused now."

Gao Yi was also a bit confused, but he had gotten used to it.

"Don’t be confused, don’t panic, nothing to fear, I’ll go with you to meet them. If Abdulla is actually there, we’ll rescue him, and then it’ll all be fine."

Mu Tianwen paused briefly, then said in a low voice, "Can it really be that simple?"

"Yes, it’s that simple."

Gao Yi patted Mu Tianwen’s shoulder, confidently saying, "Don’t worry, I’ve got this."