In 1978, I was admitted to Harbin Institute of Technology

Chapter 385 Iraq is too dangerous; Feng Ke, who has survived eight assassination attempts in a year, wants to return home.
"Xie Wei, you are still young, and you have a long road ahead of you. There's plenty of time in the future... You should still exercise some restraint in certain things."

Wei Yong told everyone he bought goji berries that they were for Director Xie. Before Xie Wei could even brew them in a thermos, Zhang Mingqiu ran into Xie Wei's office. Upon seeing Xie Wei's dark circles under his eyes, his expression instantly turned serious.

"control?"

Xie Wei was momentarily stunned upon hearing this.

"You're married now, so it's normal for men and women to have sexual relations, especially right after marriage..."

Zhang Mingqiu thought Xie Wei was embarrassed to talk about this topic, "But if you don't control yourself, your body will easily become weak and exhausted, and that can't be cured by just soaking in goji berry water..."

What kind of goji berries are soaked in?

Xie Wei was speechless.

Mo Lingyu wanted to conceive as soon as possible and complete this major life event before fully devoting herself to important scientific research projects, and Xie Wei supported her decision.

But to say it's just soaking goji berries is a bit of an exaggeration.

At this moment, Zhang Mingqiu actually came to tell me that soaking goji berries was useless.

What a fuss!

"Principal Zhang, have you been too idle lately? The school is still short-staffed. Most of the graduates we train each year are assigned to other jobs, and the remaining staff is simply not enough to meet the needs of the school's research projects. If you're not so busy, why don't you apply to the higher authorities to expand the enrollment scale?"

Xie Wei looked at Zhang Mingqiu with annoyance.

“We’re applying to expand enrollment, but you’re still young, and you’ve already started soaking goji berries…”

"Who the hell soaked goji berries?"

Xie Wei was furious. "You suspected my sexual orientation was abnormal before, and I didn't bother you; now that I've just gotten married, you're talking about soaking goji berries... That's going too far!"

You can't insult someone like that.

And they even used such foul language.

Wasn't it just that I went to his house with Mo Lingyu, carrying a bunch of White Rabbit milk candies, to collect money as a gift?

Why do I have to berate myself like this?
"Didn't you ask Wei Yong to buy goji berries? Now the whole school knows."

Zhang Mingqiu never expected that Xie Wei would refuse to admit it for the sake of his male dignity.

Once the body is deficient, simply soaking goji berries won't help.

Xie Wei's importance is self-evident.

He was worried that Xie Weigang might become unrestrained after getting married, and that his health might suffer, affecting the school's development.

"What the hell? Who the hell sent Wei Yong to buy goji berries? I'm so pissed off..."

Ignoring Zhang Mingqiu's reaction, Xie Wei stormed outside in a rage.

"Wei Yong, you bastard, what kind of rumors are you spreading?"

But when he saw the large glass jar of goji berries that Wei Yong was holding, he was completely dumbfounded. "Who the hell told you to buy goji berries?"

"Ugh, you've been so restless every day, you haven't exercised since we got married... Every morning I see you walking with your legs against the wall, constantly pounding your lower back with your fists, and you walk unsteadily..."

Wei Yong said sincerely, "My hometown produces goji berries. Brother Chu asked me to send some back home via telegram. I was worried it would take too long, so I went and bought some..."

Nima!

"Thank you so much! Thank you to your whole family!"

The angry voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

At this moment, Xie Wei's face was so gloomy it could be squeezed out of water.

What they said was the truth.

What can he do?

"No need to thank me, the school paid for it anyway. My hometown produces goji berries, so it didn't cost much. You've taken care of us all these years, this is just what I should do."

Wei Yong quickly waved his hand, saying there was no need to thank him.

This made Xie Wei feel as if he had punched the air with all his might.

Wei Yong, that blockhead!

How the hell am I supposed to hold my head high in front of the whole school from now on?

The problem is, the whole school knows!
Sure enough, in the evening, Du Guowang and others, who had been avoiding Xie Wei and his wife, came to the courtyard with various tonics. They didn't freeload today; they were all subtly reminding Xie Wei.

Liang Hongbin even pulled out a ginseng root about the size of a thumb, wrapped in red velvet, saying it was left to him by his father.

"Hahaha……"

Mo Lingyu, who was initially unaware of the situation, couldn't stop smiling after learning what had happened.

"Still laughing! If it weren't for you, would things have come to this?"

"You're blaming me now?..."

Mo Lingyu looked at Xie Wei with a smile.

"..."

Just as Xie Wei was wondering how to answer, Mo Lingyu spoke up.

"Pregnant?"

Xie Wei was overjoyed.

"My relatives have arrived."

"what?"

Xie Wei was stunned. Did this mean that these disastrous days would continue for another seven days?
No, I need to make myself a cup of goji berry water to calm my nerves.

"Brother Chu, your idea is perfect! It reduces stress and has the added benefit of goji berry water. This morning, Director Xie was so tired he needed to lean on the wall to get out. The effect is immediate!"

"Bullshit! What 'my' idea? I just mentioned that you should write a letter to your family back home and ask them to send you some goji berries. Who the hell knows you're such a blabbermouth who tells everyone you meet?"

Chu Yunlong hurriedly denied it.

Especially since Wei Yong, that simpleton, was quite loud, Xie Wei, who had just come out of the room, heard him.

The murderous intent in Xie Wei's eyes at that moment made Chu Yunlong somewhat uneasy.

"Didn't you say we couldn't let Director Xie lose face?"

Wei Yong completely ignored Xie Wei's murderous glare, not even glancing at him, and loudly argued with Chu Yunlong.

"good very good!"

Xie Wei stared at the two of them, gritting his teeth.

We can't win by fighting.

骂？
A few words of insult won't hurt either of them.

"Director Xie, I know this is effective. Don't worry, it will be even better when the goji berries sent from my hometown arrive soon. It won't just be red goji berries, but also black goji berries..."

Wei Yong gave me a look that said, "You're welcome."

"Row!"

Xie Wei gritted his teeth, "Since you guys are so free, why don't you go abroad?"

"what?"

The two were dumbfounded.

Going abroad?

Which country?

Their mission was to protect Xie Wei, who had just gotten married and was going abroad.
“I’m not going. You go to Iraq and bring Feng Ke back, along with the information he’s accumulated over the years.”

Xie Wei said calmly.

"Director Xie, our mission is to protect your safety..."

Chu Yunlong became anxious.

Is Xie Wei so impatient because he has a grudge?
It wasn't that he was afraid of the danger and didn't want to go to Iraq, but rather that their mission was to protect Xie Wei's safety.

“I’ve been at school the whole time, what could be unsafe about me? Feng Ke has to come back! He’s now a prime target for assassination by Western intelligence agencies. So far this year, he’s survived seven assassination attempts… The frequency of assassination attempts is getting higher and higher…”

Xie Wei wasn't really retaliating.

In the past few years in Iraq, Feng Ke has cultivated a good relationship with French missile experts, extracting a lot of real information from them. He also received ample research funding from the Iraqi Ministry of Military Industry. He even creatively replaced the liquid propellant of the Hussein and Abbas missiles with the solid propellant of the 150mm long-range rocket artillery.

This increased the range of the Abbas missile from 900 kilometers to 1250 kilometers, and doubled the weight of its warhead.

The Hussein missile, which was modified from a "three-missile-in-two-missile" design, originally had a range of 630 kilometers but a circular error probable (CEP) of 1000 to 3000 meters. Now, its accuracy has been directly improved to within 300 meters.

This earned Feng Ke a high level of attention from the Ministry of Military Industry, and even Saddam Hussein frequently summoned him.

That's why Feng Ke came into the sights of Western intelligence agencies. Even Saddam Hussein was unwilling to let Feng Ke leave. The security personnel he arranged were not very good at protecting Feng Ke, but their surveillance capabilities were extremely strong.

"This needs to be reported to higher authorities."

"Feng Ke went abroad privately; his superiors didn't know! Of course, it was voluntary; it was just my personal request. If they didn't agree, he wouldn't go..."

Xie Wei deliberately emphasized that his superiors were "unaware" of the situation, saying, "If something unexpected happens..." He did not say what would happen if something unexpected happened.

Before Mo Lingyu returned, Xie Wei had already received news that Feng Ke had been assassinated again. He knew then that Feng Ke's situation there was extremely difficult. Once the two sides launched a large-scale missile attack on the city, and Hussein and Abbas, which had been improved by Feng Ke, showed great power, Saddam Hussein would be even less likely to let Feng Ke return.

The Gulf War will break out soon. If the missiles fired at the troublemakers and Saudi Arabia demonstrate high accuracy, Feng Ke will be doomed under the combined efforts of Mossad and the CIA.

He Qiang, who was previously assigned by Xie Wei, organized a mercenary group. This mercenary group was stationed at the southernmost tip of Africa and consisted of professional retired soldiers recruited from the international market, with very few retiring from within China.

International mercenaries are war hyenas who risk their lives for money, like hyenas who would rather die than live.

He Qiang didn't dare to entrust Feng Ke's safety to his mercenary team.

"You really aren't going to report?"

Chu Yunlong frowned.

"My personal request."

Xie Wei emphasized this.

"Okay! Let's go. When do we leave?"

Chu Yunlong hesitated for only a moment before nodding in agreement.

"I'll make some arrangements. You can go to Hong Kong first, and then proceed from there..."

now.

Sadr City.

Shuxianglou.

"Mr. Feng, please take care."

The smiling lobby manager escorted Feng Ke and an Iraqi woman to their car outside.

He Qiang looked around warily.

Meanwhile, more than a dozen plainclothes officers from the Republican Guard Special Forces were scattered around the area.

Just as Feng Ke was about to get into the car, which the lobby manager had opened, He Qiang saw a faint light flash in a building not far away.

"Lie down!"

As he shouted, he suddenly tackled Feng Ke to the ground.

The obese lobby manager tumbled to the ground with unimaginable agility and rolled to the side.

Before the Iraqi woman beside her could react, a bullet hole appeared in her shoulder, and the force of the bullet knocked her frail body to the ground.

"Bang~"

Gunshots rang out from not far away.

"Enemy attack!"

Upon hearing the gunshots, the dozen or so special bodyguards began to panic, grabbing their guns and frantically searching for cover in all directions.

For them, it's not like they're protecting the president or high-ranking officials, so there's no need to risk their lives.

Before them, Feng Ke's bodyguards from the special forces had changed several times.

This guy is a jinx.

Not only have many of the special guards died, but four of the women who accompanied Feng Ke have also died in the past two years!
This fifth one is obviously useless as well.

"10 o'clock position, 4th floor!"

He Qiang urgently stated the location of the target in Arabic.

But the bodyguards didn't go that way at all.

No sooner had he shouted than He Qiang's expression turned horrified: "There's a bomb in the car!"

As he spoke, he picked up Feng Ke, whom he had tackled to the ground, and rolled to one side.

"Boom~"

The car had only rolled a few meters when it exploded into a ball of fire, with parts flying everywhere.

The woman, whose shoulder blade had been pierced by a sniper bullet, struggled to sit up before being engulfed in the flames of an explosion...

"Are you okay?"

After being reminded by He Qiang, the chubby lobby manager, who was already rolling to one side, rolled more than ten meters away before the car exploded. Knowing Feng Ke's importance, he hurriedly scrambled over.

"Cough cough~ I'm fine..."

Feng Ke coughed twice and tried to sit up, but He Qiang, who was pressing him down, held him firmly to the ground. "Don't move, the sniper might not be gone yet!"

"Is this really necessary? I didn't dig up their ancestral graves, nor did I sleep with their wives. Is it really necessary? It's only been a little over a month since they planted a bomb in my bed!"

Feng Ke was so anxious she almost cried.

"Damn it! Find the sniper right now! I'll report your actions to your superiors!"

He Qiang angrily cursed his bodyguards, and only then did he reluctantly send three people to the location Feng Ke had indicated.

Half an hour later, news came that the assassin had escaped, leaving behind only a Barrett rifle.

The police arrived at that moment.

"Damn it, these bastards are getting more and more sophisticated these days, they're even pulling off a series of attacks... First they snipe, then if that fails, they detonate the bomb..."

Feng Ke had already come to his senses. "What a pity about this woman. She's only been with me for a little over a month."

"You're really lucky... This woman was the real killer move. If she hadn't been blown up, you would have been the one to die."

He Qiang said coldly.

"What? That can't be! This is a spy they've been training! They haven't made a move for so long..."

Feng Ke was shocked. "Is Shadam preparing to discard us after we've served our purpose?"

“If Saddam wanted to kill you, you would be dead already. We’ve been keeping an eye on her… This woman has a gun; we don’t know when she got it!”

He Qiang said coldly.

"Could there be a problem with our restaurant?"

The fat manager looked grim.

The chefs at Shuxianglou are all Chinese, but most of the waiters are recruited from Iraq.

"go back."

Feng Ke looked at the fat manager and said through gritted teeth.

Because Saddam Hussein's men were keeping a close eye on him, his information could never be leaked.

It was all because of the woman who was with him from the very beginning—Tamara.

Over time, Feng Ke and Tamara developed feelings for each other, even though he knew the woman was a spy... But when Feng Ke first tried to transfer the data, Iraqi security personnel confiscated it...

Fortunately, the first time Feng Ke was assassinated, the woman was killed in an explosion.

But now...

I can't stay here any longer.

Feng Ke doesn't want to die yet.

Many of the ideas he brought were tested under the ample experimental funding and conditions provided by Iraq.

"Go back. They already know about it; let them handle it."

The chubby manager said with a double meaning.

His words told Feng Ke that the news had already spread, but how to handle it was still unknown.

After all, Feng Ke came out through personal connections, and even his file is "no longer there".

"With such a lousy intelligence system, it's no wonder Saddam Hussein has been assassinated so many times. I really don't know how he's survived this long. These are his most loyal troops, and they've been infiltrated like this."

Feng Ke sighed.

"Is it possible that you're too attractive to women, and they simply can't bear to put their best ones by your side?"

He Qiang asked coldly.

He really didn't know what that bastard Feng Ke was thinking; someone sent a woman, and he just accepted her.

"How can it be!"

Feng Ke refused to admit it, saying, "It's too damn dangerous here, I want to go back to China!"

He originally thought that with sufficient funding here, he could conduct many experiments. However, after gaining a deeper understanding of Iraq's military industrial support, he realized that the entire Iraqi military industrial system simply did not have adequate support.

The so-called missile development is nothing more than improving the design and then assembling it.

These improvements were all made possible with the support of foreign technical experts.

His greatest gain came from missile experts in the West and the Soviet Union...

(End of this chapter)