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"Betrayal, this is betrayal!!"

"Don't open the door, I'll kill you!"

No one knew the remaining guards also had red eyes.

It's undeniable, Saddam's charm is quite remarkable. Otherwise, why would so many people be willing to die with him when he was desperate later?

Guards are often confidants, Mizban Hadi wanted to rebel but that doesn't mean everyone else did!

And Uday, blocked outside the door, panicked upon hearing gunshots inside...

What's going on?

"There has been a change, we can't wait, break in! Break in!" Uncle Hilal Sufian Tikriti heard noises and panicked, grabbing Uday's hand and shouting, "Otherwise, when other troops support, we... we will only have a dead-end!!!!"

His voice was a bit trembling by the end...

Saddam's methods are beyond imagination for those who haven't witnessed them...

In 1979, using his daughter's birthday party as an ambush, Saddam coerced his uncle Becker (the former president) to announce his abdication on television and subsequently put him under house arrest for a long time.

Shortly after taking office as president, Saddam accused 68 senior Revival Party officials of "treason" during a live television broadcast, arrested them on the spot, and executed them swiftly. This "Hongmen Feast" was broadcast to the entire nation through videotape, and over 300 attending officers witnessed their colleagues being dragged away, their psychological defenses collapsing completely!

As for the infamous Du Jia'er Village massacre, after being assassinated by Shia villagers unsuccessfully, Saddam ordered the arrest of over 1000 villagers, 143 were tortured and executed, and the village was razed to the ground!!

Is this something a person could do?

Aside from that, he issued the "Severe Decree," stating that "mocking the president could result in a death sentence"; for thieves, the first offense leads to the left foot being amputated, the second offense results in a forehead branding; deserters would have both ears cut; doctors treating "political prisoners" would be disfigured...

Hilal Sufian Tikriti was a witness, he of course knows!

Watching Uday losing his mind, he cursed under his breath, pulled down the armed vehicle driver, jumped on, gritted his teeth, hit the gas pedal, and headed towards the Ishtar Gate.

Just felt a powerful force, managed to break through the gate!

What could block such a massive troop transport vehicle?

But the front of the vehicle was also severely damaged, the A-pillar was deformed...

Seeing the Ishtar Gate broken open, Uday finally regained his senses, "Charge in! Charge in!"

Honestly...

At this time, the 120 members of "Uday's Suicide Squad" were bewildered; what message did they receive?

Night training!

Thinking it was just training, but were pulled to the Babylon Palace, seeing Uday's demeanor, it looked like he was attempting a coup!

The fear of Saddam surged, and quite a few were daunted...

Beside them, the Suicide Squad Captain and Guard Captain Izat Cooper Zaki saw this 'unacceptable', drew his gun and shot two soldiers who were running slow, directly killing them, shouting fiercely, "Retreat and you'll die!"

"Kill in, 1 million Dinars each after the event!"

Honestly, it's not much...

From the 1980s to 1990, Dinars were printed by a Swiss professional printing company, with excellent craftsmanship, using intaglio printing, three-color transition, fully embedded security threads, and other advanced anti-counterfeiting technologies. The first Saddam portrait banknote was issued in 1986, with a denomination of 25 Dinars, his image in military uniform becoming a unique design... (shameless!)

The official exchange rate was long locked at 1 Dinar ≈ 3.4 US dollars (like the 25 Dinar note valued at about 80 US dollars), one of the most robust currencies in the Middle East!

After the Gulf War, affected by international sanctions, Iraq turned to printing domestic banknotes. The new currency design was simplified, lacking anti-counterfeiting, with Saddam changing his portrait to a suit. To cope with the fiscal crisis, the government mass-printed money, leading to hyperinflation, now almost 600 Dinars ≈ 1 US Dollar.

It's actually less than 1700 US dollars.

But seeing those Suicide Squad members having no way to retreat, they had to move forward, rushing in and engaging the guards.

And Uday, mind blank, flushed, anyone who didn't know would think he just flew a plane.

Presiding over the Babylon Palace guard task was the Special Security Organization (SSO), about 5000 personnel, protecting the Presidential Residence, supervising other security forces, directly led by Qusay Hussein!

Uday attracted Mizban Hadi, who was just one of the seven Vice Captains...

Babylon Palace housed about 800 personnel, dispersed in various areas. When the Ishtar Gate was broken open, personnel from other areas also arrived, blocking the garden entrance for shooting!

"Charge ahead! Charge ahead!" Uday had nothing else to say but these words.

Soldiers beside him fell one by one in pools of blood...

120 people...

Even Li Shimin needed to lead 800 people with Wei Chi Jingde, these fierce generals, you 120 people... aren't you just like an old man eating arsenic—tired of living?

Rebellions of this sort can only rely on blitzkrieg, a swift defeat, but "Uday's Suicide Squad" lacked such ability, directly blocked by the Special Security Organization (SSO), ten minutes later, support forces near Babylon Palace arrived.

This also heralded Uday's failure!

Bang—

A stray bullet from who knows where hit his back, and Uday felt a sharp pain in his nerves before collapsing to the ground.

"Your Highness!" Izat Cooper Zaki, the Suicide Squad Captain and Guard Captain, cried out in despair. Seeing soldiers closing in, he shoved the muzzle into his mouth, decisively pulled the trigger, and a dazzling hole appeared in the back of his head. His eyes bulged, and he fell to the ground dead.

Suicide is better than being tortured to death by Saddam!

Meanwhile, his uncle Hilal Sufian Tikriti fought fiercely, but outnumbered, he was shot to death, riddled with dozens of bullet holes, appearing blood-soaked.

About 40 minutes later...

Those who surrendered did, and those who were shot dead were shot dead.

The Babylon Palace was littered with bodies...

The smell of blood mixed with gunpowder filled the air, making everyone uneasy.

Uday was dragged by his shoulders into the room and heavily thrown to the ground.

Saddam sat with a face ashen in anger on his high seat.

"Bastard! Bastard! Are you betraying your father?!!" Qusay shouted angrily, cursing.

Uday's lips twitched slightly, his voice hoarse, "Get lost! You bastard!"

These words fueled Saddam's rage, and he kicked Uday directly on the head, "Bastard! Bastard! He's your brother! Your blood brother, and you call him a bastard?!!"

Uday, a true man, remained silent despite the beating, his face covered in blood, glaring at them with hatred, "Brother? Blood brother? Does he even see me as his elder brother? If he did, then why did he take my place?"

"And you, Saddam Hussein!"

"Aren't you planning to pass on the position to him? Then kill me, kill this firstborn son, and then pass the throne to him. When you die, he takes over, and I still die. So why wouldn't I fight back? I'm telling you, it was just bad luck on my part, otherwise, yesterday's Becker would be your today in 1979!"

Saddam's hands trembled...

The Middle East Lion King's pupils shrank slightly. He looked at his furious and roaring firstborn on the ground, his heart aching slightly, "You are rebelling!"

"Rebelling is for self-preservation; self-preservation is the inevitable cause of rebellion. From the age of 20, I helped you govern the country. For 11 years, I've been diligent in state affairs. Which task haven't I handled well? 11 years! 11 years!! Isn't that enough to prove that my character doesn't affect my handling of state affairs?"

"You let Qusay take over my duties, relieved me of my military power. What does this mean? Don't you know? Actually, you know everything. I know I'm getting further away from the successor's position! Father!!!"

Uday shouted hysterically, "Father, why are you favoring Qusay!"

"Big brother..."

"Shut up!!!"

Saddam shouted at him, his eyes bloodshot, looking at the son lying on the ground, "Uday—"

"Please address me as Your Highness, Mr. President! Your Highness of Iraq!!"

Saddam opened his mouth, hung his head, and slowly turned around, waving a hand, "Take him away, lock him up."

The guards beside him grabbed his hands and started dragging him out.

"Kill me! Kill me!!!" Uday continued to roar, his voice gradually fading away.

"You go too."

"Father..."

"Get out!!!"

Qusay shrank his head and ran out, unable to suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth. When no one else was left in the great hall, Saddam slumped in his seat; this hero of the Middle East suddenly lost his spirit, and his body trembled.

He couldn't understand why he was such a failure as a father!

He couldn't understand why the son he had high hopes for would rebel!

He couldn't understand even more...

Is power really that good?!!

But if power isn't good... why would he have betrayed his uncle?

In the great hall...

The sound of suppressed sobbing slowly arose.

Can Heaven truly forgive anyone!

On the night of August 15, 1993, at 10 PM, Uday Hussein led a rebellion that was suppressed and imprisoned in the Tikrit Palace!

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