"What are you doing!" Saddam's tone was somber.
The brother standing behind him, Barzan Ibrahim al-Tikriti, who was also the Minister of Intelligence, was about to speak, when Qusay shivered first, "Father, I have arrested the dissidents in the Zagros Mountains of Kurdistan, and executed them!"
Hearing this, Old Sa's expression softened slightly, "Well done."
Qusay was very happy inside. Ever since his elder brother became "mentally ill," he had always been seen as the Crown Prince in training, and he has tried his best to show his ability to his father. His means of suppressing domestic opposition were very cruel.
Now he was slowly gaining power.
"How is Ussay's recent performance?"
Who knew, suddenly, Saddam would throw out such a question.
Qusay's eyes widened immediately. What does this mean? What is he up to? Why is Father calling Big Brother now?
In the living room, the atmosphere fell into a brief chill.
"Hm?" Saddam turned his head, furrowing his brow to look at the two men. Barzan glanced at Qusay out of the corner of his eye and saw an expression as if he had swallowed shit—he was suffering. Barzan sighed. What was Big Brother thinking? Why would you ask that now?
Barzan could have said some lies, such as Ussay was still not repentant and cursed at him, etc., but he was just too honest. His loyalty to Saddam was simply 100%!
He hesitated for a moment before speaking the truth, "Ussay has improved, he has been studying the scripture, he's been working harder than before."
Saddam's face eased immediately, "Go ask him if he knows what he did wrong, if he does, let him come over here."
Qusay's right eye twitched.
"Understood." After glancing at him, Barzan ran to the next room.
Saddam naturally saw his youngest son's complexion, he understood in his heart, but he felt there was no need to explain himself as a father.
Does a father need to explain himself to his son?
About ten minutes passed…
Barzan came back, followed by Ussay, who prostrated himself on the ground like a submissive lion.
"Father, I know I was wrong!"
"Get up, this is your only chance, don't disappoint me again."
Ussay got up trembling.
"From now on, you are in charge of eliminating domestic reactionaries..."
The youngest son Qusay's expression changed, before he could speak, Saddam had already said, "You are in charge of intelligence and the Guard Corps of the first brigade in Baghdad."
He gained control of the military!
This made his face look slightly better.
"From now on, you two brothers should work together, understand?"
Ussay turned his head to look at his brother. His expression was calm, but his gaze still contained a deep level of madness.
"Of course! Of course, I will assist Father with my brother!"
Qusay hurriedly turned his head, he was still afraid of his own elder brother.
That crazy bastard, he would really kill!
"Okay, you two go out first, Brother, you stay."
The two obediently left, and as they walked outside, Qusay broke into a run, while Ussay took deep breaths of air.
"Qusay!" He called out, "You'd better be good, the one I care about the most is you!"
The other ran away quickly.
Ussay smirked and turned around, "Old man, what's mine will ultimately be mine!"
Barzan sat quietly inside.
"Go to Mexico and talk to Victor about setting up a military alliance with him. Also, ask to buy some medium-range missiles from him."
"Big Brother, he joined the U.S. in attacking us before."
"There are no permanent enemies, only interests. He's not doing well now, opposed to the United States, we need allies."
"I could send Qusay as a hostage!"
Barzan's eyes widened sharply!
Hey, no, Big Brother...
What did your son feed you to make you say that?
What will Qusay think???
Barzan really wanted to advise him, but as he opened his mouth, he couldn't bring himself to say it. He knew how stubborn Saddam was; some words, if you say them, he simply doesn't listen to you.
Moreover, he recently found that Big Brother needed to take drugs every day in order to sleep.
Even sometimes when he takes too much, it causes a mental breakdown.
Have you seen him walking around the palace naked?!
The servants who saw it were all taken care of...
Big Brother is thoroughly mad.
After being defeated by the U.S. Military, he's like a wild dog that doesn't even dare to bark fiercely anymore.
The grandiose aura of yesteryears is gone.