American Scandal King

Chapter 270 Escape
Even though the war had begun, Ian was still having an easy time.

Even better!

When he arrived on the first day, Saddam arranged three beauties for him. On the 10th, there were four. After a few days, the number increased to six, eight, and then they were rotated!

The slimmer the hope, the greater the significance of the straw!
The U.S. military's unstoppable force made Ian Carr's existence extremely important.

With the advent of war, air raid sirens rang out from time to time in the sky above Baghdad.

The US-UK coalition forces have dropped more than 2000 precision-guided bombs of various types, including 500 Tomahawk cruise missiles, on more than ten cities and ports, including Baghdad, Basra, Najaf, Mosul, Kirkuk, and Umm Qasr.

The Iraqi army fought fierce battles with the US-UK coalition forces in Karbala, Hilla, Hindiya and other places in central Iraq, successfully temporarily blocking the US military's advance. This made Saddam extremely excited for a time, and he believed that he had successfully repelled the US military's attack.

Beat your sister!

It's just that going down the city in one day has been changed to going down the city in two days.

The most speechless thing is that in the old time, it took the US military only 19 days to capture Baghdad, and this time the speed was even faster than last time... Perhaps it was because the postponement of the war led to more complete war preparations.

On April 4, the US military broke through Karbala and other places and advanced all the way to Baghdad.

It's really like a crushing force with unstoppable force!

At this point, Saddam also panicked.

He held emergency combat meetings again and again, and kept calling Ian to ask him how his report was going.

Ian responded with the same rhetoric: "Iraq is huge, and you have many military and scientific bases. I haven't been to enough places to provide sufficient evidence. Even if I were to report now, I could only prove that there are no weapons of mass destruction in Baghdad, but not other cities."

Why didn’t you say it earlier?

Saddam glared at Ian.

Why blame me? It’s you who can’t last a month!

Ian's expression was calm. "But the facts will eventually prove that you don't have it. The problem is that we are too late. My advice is to abandon Baghdad immediately and go elsewhere to regroup your forces. I will follow you, President Hussein, and I will make your voice heard to the world. If necessary, I can also help you establish contact with the US military."

This is an invisible hint: at least when you choose to surrender, I can help you connect, or even use my influence to help you survive.

Of course, if you want me to do this, you can no longer let me report on "Iraq does not have weapons of mass destruction". That will offend the US military and will be detrimental to my negotiations.

Therefore, everything that happened before naturally became a waste of effort.

That's okay, I don't mind working for free.

Ian's voice was low, but it held a devilish allure.

Looking into Ian's eyes, Saddam was confused.

Why am I always willing to trust this bastard when he hasn't done anything for me?
The previous straws were basically gone, but Ian's subsequent straws were still hanging on him.

Just like the founder said to the investor, "It's almost there, we are almost there, now you just need to invest a little more to complete the process."

Ridiculous, but effective!
What's more, he was cheating.

Saddam nodded helplessly and said, "Let's do it."

He was supposed to leave later, but the US military attacked too fast!
So fast that he couldn't wait until Baghdad fell.

An hour later, the presidential palace finally made the decision to evacuate Baghdad immediately. Under Ian's influence, Saddam evacuated Baghdad on April 4.

When he left, he took away a large number of bodyguards and a large amount of wealth he had amassed over the years.

The long convoy just left like that.

Ian naturally followed.

Brydeson followed behind in his car, in which sat Ian and others, as well as a few beauties they were reluctant to part with.

Van Nistel, holding a camera and filming the convoy, said with a smile, "There are twenty vehicles transporting the goods alone. Boss, I guess you won't give up this fortune."

Ian smiled and shook his head: "No, I won't take it."

Ok?
Van Nistelrooy and Bridson looked at him in surprise at the same time.

This is not like your style, Ian Carr!
Ian took a sip of water, looked at the long convoy, and said, "Let me tell you what will happen next. Saddam will flee, but his people will continue to disperse under the pursuit of the US military. Eventually, there will be fewer and fewer people around him, and his wealth will continue to be abandoned. In the meantime, we will have no chance of getting it... This is a large sum of money, but it's not a bank deposit, and it's difficult to transfer. Who said there are only four of us? To intrigue over twenty carts of wealth is to seek death."

Brydeson understood a little: "But it can be used for trading."

Ian smiled. "That's right! All I have to do is convince Saddam to hide the treasure and then continue on my way. Then I'll contact the US military and tell them I have a batch of treasure to give them. Of course, they have to give me some benefits. In addition, after the US military enters Baghdad, our reporters will also enter. Then we will have enough people to work for me."

He muttered, "We can't give him two months."

Saddam's money wasn't just for show. In the original time and space, he was able to flee for seven or eight months, largely because he kept throwing money around, which persuaded locals to take him in. Eventually, his money was almost gone, and his end was nigh.

If you think about it this way, it will amount to a loss of money over time!

After all, the US military can rob money from ordinary people, but I can't!
Forget it, the reports during this period are already enough to split into a lot of content, there is no point in dragging it out!

Ian thought so and set the date for Saddam's capture in advance.

Hearing Ian say this, they looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

Sure enough, this is Ian Carr, our boss.

They chatted casually until dusk.

The convoy arrived at a city where Saddam had his palace - this guy had his own palaces all over the country and lived an extremely luxurious life, but he could only live in the palace for now, and later he would have to live in the village.

At this moment, everyone in the convoy got off the car and started moving items. Ian, as an important person, also followed.

Van Nistel held a camera and filmed everything, while Saddam's bodyguards looked at these Americans in silence.

That feeling... is so strange! So magical!
Fortunately, Ian has been building good relationships with people around Saddam and using hypnosis continuously, and a large number of officers agree with him. Otherwise, in the current situation, someone might rush out and shoot him.

Saddam now has a guard of thousands of people around him, but Ian doesn't have that confidence.

At this moment, an angry roar sounded: "Why do we still tolerate these Americans!"

Ian looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man sitting in a wheelchair, staring at Ian angrily.

Saddam's eldest son, Uday!

(End of this chapter)