Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1901 - 1966: Middle Eastern Arms Dealer

Xu Yingying had no choice but to make a call. She wasn’t someone who stayed home doing nothing all day; she had work and meetings to handle. When Li Yifei and Xu Shanshan were having grand entertainment, Xu Yingying was also affected. It’s fine if she was on her own, but if she was in the middle of a meeting and Li Yifei and Xu Shanshan came up, what would she do? Blushing in front of all her subordinates, sitting like she was on pins and needles, even breathing heavily as if she had been electrified—it was too embarrassing.

So, after Xu Yingying issued an order full of resentment, Xu Shanshan just stuck out her tongue, her face showing a satisfied smile. He Fangqing, seeing the other two women’s looks, also felt it was too much for today, having indulged several times. She felt full and going further would be harmful to her health.

Su Lio felt that if these three people continued their antics, she would collapse. Making an inexperienced girl endure this kind of torture day and night was too cruel, especially since Su Lio knew her physical condition—it was impossible for her to have such a life with a man. This made her even more upset.

As for Sarama, she was full of longing inside, but she dared not speak to Li Yifei. Li Yifei was the person she respected most and her idol. If Li Yifei suggested, Sarama would immediately clean herself up and go to his bed, but if he didn’t say anything, she didn’t dare speak up.

So, after two days, Li Yifei received a message from Ayurhan. The other party had found a base of Muhan’s Revenge Organization, in a mountainous area inside Pakistan. The information was very accurate because the organization had just fought a battle with the government troops there, defeating them and seizing many territories.

After receiving the news, Li Yifei had Ayurhan verify it. To eliminate those terrorists, they’d need to enter another country and conduct cross-border operations, which was very troublesome. Although the diplomatic relations between Pakistan and Huaxia were good, Li Yifei entering recklessly would not be allowed.

Thus, he could only smuggle across. Fortunately, the border defense here was not strict, so smuggling across wasn’t very difficult since the borders in these countries were very lax.

In some areas, there’s almost no defense at all, which is one reason terrorists can traverse several countries freely. Of course, this also relates to the local government troops’ capabilities.

"We took just a little while to wipe out the enemy, but the enemy managed to defeat the government troops. The gap is too big," Xu Shanshan raised the question. Li Yifei shook his head with a smile and said, "The people we sent are not ordinary. Sashar and Sarama brought highly capable mercenaries, and Ayurhan’s people could handle the fight because we had the momentum. However, the upcoming battle will be more perilous. After all, we’re on someone else’s turf, and they are more familiar with the terrain. They might even hide among civilians—standing amidst a crowd, you can’t tell who’s a terrorist and who’s an ordinary citizen."

Li Yifei continued, "Therefore, this time when I take these people, you, and you!" He looked at Xu Shanshan and Sarama with a slightly serious expression, "Neither of you can go; there’s no room for discussion."

Infiltrating another country and waging war is extremely dangerous. If Li Yifei didn’t want to eliminate future troubles completely, he wouldn’t choose to do this, so he couldn’t let the two women follow and risk themselves. If he went alone with a group, even if they couldn’t fight, he could still cause chaos in enemy territory. Bringing two people added more concerns, and bullets don’t have eyes—they won’t avoid women.

The most crucial thing is that the ensuing annihilation battle won’t be resolved with just a few bullets. Modern warfare focuses on efficiency, especially when Li Yifei saw that Muhan’s Revenge Organization even had small missiles. They are not ordinary terrorists but an organization capable of waging war.

Therefore, extreme caution is imperative, with no room for mistakes.

Upon hearing Li Yifei’s firm refusal to let the two women follow him, Xu Shanshan and Sarama immediately refused to comply. Xu Shanshan puffed up her chest and said, "Why can’t I go? I’m a master, not to mention my shooting skills; just my protective ability alone is stronger than ordinary people. If I go with you, I can help and won’t need you to take care of me."

Sarama wasn’t left behind, quickly saying, "I am also skilled. Although I can’t compare to you, I graduated from a professional military academy and have even led a few hundred people in battles."

"It’s non-negotiable; no is no!" Li Yifei glared at the two women and, with a slightly softer tone, said, "This matter is already decided. You two stay here; if you want to shop, go shopping, if not, rest at home. Leave the fighting to me."

"No, I refuse. Brother-in-law, you’re too arbitrary! Sarama and I can protect ourselves and won’t cause trouble," Xu Shanshan still refused.

Sarama nodded along, also refusing.

Li Yifei, a bit angry, glared at the two women, noticing they stood there with their chins lifted and lips pursed, showing no fear. Li Yifei then said, "We’ll discuss this later; let me do some research first."

Only then did the two women unwillingly leave. Of course, Li Yifei would not take them. This matter was not up for discussion, but judging by their looks, they wouldn’t listen anyway. So Li Yifei waited until late at night. After putting He Fangqing into a deep sleep and making Xu Shanshan comfortable, he dressed, jumped out from the third floor, and met up with Sashar’s people.

This time, he didn’t bring many people, but more elite personnel than last time. They carried the most advanced weapons, even complete American individual combat weapons—very advanced. However, Li Yifei and the others faced a problem. They needed to first cross the sea and then land in Pakistan, but some weapons, like armored vehicles, couldn’t be brought over. These vehicles could only be obtained within Pakistan.

But this couldn’t stump Li Yifei. He made several calls and contacted a person—a weapons dealer in the Middle East. Li Yifei had previously acquired weapons from him during missions where maintaining anonymity was necessary. Thus, they needed someone to supply weapons.

The person, Balagon, was a native Afghan with a background related to the Americans; otherwise, he couldn’t possibly have so many American-style weapons. Li Yifei called him, and Aragon, who was sleeping, picked up, sounding quite annoyed: "State your name, or Aragon will be angry. Disturbing someone’s sleep is something even the Lord won’t forgive."

"**** you, Aragon. Aren’t you Muslim? How dare you believe in the Lord? Be careful. If someone finds out, you’ll be attacked to death!" Li Yifei cursed.

Hmm? Aragon found the voice familiar, pulled off the blanket, sat up, thought for a moment, and then uncertainly asked, "Are you Golden Eagle?"

"No crap, who else dares to curse you **** in the face?" Li Yifei replied.

That was true, Aragon thought. Being an arms dealer proved his strength wasn’t weak, and Aragon now had a force of three hundred men, as organized as any regular army, ensuring his safety even in war-torn Afghanistan, where terrorist threats permeated everywhere.

If Aragon wished, he could also hire a sizable group of soldiers to protect himself at any time, for money is the true God.

Thus, in Afghanistan, even some politicians had to show Aragon some respect, and some had to watch his face. As an arms dealer, he had contacts with various terrorist groups who bought his trafficked arms, branding him as notorious.

Aragon could disregard many people, but not Golden Eagle, because this man was too terrifying. Once upon a time, Golden Eagle and his Flying Hawk Squad roamed and dominated the Middle East, causing headaches for many, and they couldn’t be defeated. Despite their small numbers and less-than-perfect equipment, once they entered the mountains, they were like phantoms, impossible to catch. Of course, that was a long time ago, and in the ever-changing Middle East, a few years are enough to make people forget many things. Even a person who was fine yesterday might not even have a body found today.

Aragon couldn’t forget Golden Eagle as he’d done business with him, knowing he was a man of his word. But anyone who dared plot against him would be relentlessly hunted down by Golden Eagle.

"Yeah, it’s me," Li Yifei said.

Aragon hurriedly coughed and said, "Oh my God, the esteemed Mr. Golden Eagle, I never expected it to be you. Aragon greets you."

"Looks like you’re doing well too," Li Yifei replied.

Aragon chuckled softly and said, "So-so. Golden Eagle, calling me this late, what’s the matter? Oh, my memory! At this time, it must be daytime in Huaxia!"

"Obviously, if I reached out to you, I wouldn’t be in Huaxia," Li Yifei said.

Aragon’s eyelids twitched, quickly saying, "Oh, my apologies! This head of mine—must be too dizzy from all the work lately."

After speaking, Aragon hurriedly added, "So, esteemed Mr. Golden Eagle, have you returned to the Middle East?"

Li Yifei chuckled, saying, "Yes, indeed, I’m in the Middle East." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"Heaven! The King of Soldiers returns to the Middle East. Is something big going to happen here again?" Aragon exclaimed theatrically.

Li Yifei moved his head back a bit. After Aragon’s shout, he said, "No big events, but someone offended me, so I need to kill some people."