Chapter 1280 - 1102: The Kurd People's Little Trick (3)

It wasn't until the other party finished speaking that he slowly opened his mouth and asked a seemingly unrelated question: "Commander Abu You, you came to me to discuss cooperation this time. Do your friends in Langley, United States... know?"

A single sentence pierced through the slightly fervent atmosphere in the room like an icicle.

The urgency and anticipation on Abu You's face instantly froze, his pupils contracted slightly.

He opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but ultimately couldn't utter a sound immediately.

The two deputies behind him instinctively exchanged a glance, a trace of unease flashed by.

The room fell into a dead silence, only the howling wind outside the window became clearer.

Song Heping's gaze was calm yet extremely penetrating, firmly locking onto Abu You: "Or should I say, is your visit representing yourself, factions within the Kurdish Autonomous Government, or... have you obtained the tacit approval or even authorization from your American allies?"

Abu You's complexion changed several times, his previous momentum deflated in an instant.

He was a smart man, an experienced political and military figure, and instantly understood the implications behind Song Heping's words.

Who is Song Heping?

A "terrorist" and "war monger" globally wanted by the Americans, a person on the key list of the CIA and the Department of Homeland Security.

Who is the Kurd Armed?

The most important ground agent and ally for the Americans in Iraq and even the Middle East, almost completely reliant on American military and economic aid.

A senior commander of the Kurd Armed secretly meeting a wanted criminal by America and attempting to reach military cooperation?

If this matter gets exposed, if the Americans find out, what kind of terrifying political earthquake will it cause?

What would the Americans think?

Would they still trust and support the Kurd people as before?

Would his personal political life and even physical safety still be secure?

This is fundamentally not a simple military cooperation issue but an extremely sensitive powder keg that could ignite the regional political structure!

Fine beads of sweat emerged on Abu You's forehead, previously he held a lucky mentality, feeling he could walk the tightrope between the two forces to gain maximum benefits, even his remarks earlier lacked conviction and trust.

But now, being ruthlessly exposed by Song Heping, he realized how foolish his attempts at concealment and opportunistic behavior were.

If even this little trick couldn't escape detection, would he still be the legendary "Ghost" Song Heping?

"...This is my tactical consideration based on current military pressures."

Abu You's voice noticeably lowered, losing his previous confidence, becoming somewhat hoarse.

"We believe that any forces beneficial to combating the common enemy 1515 should be considered... As for our American partners... We believe there is space for communication and explanation as long as the ultimate goals align..."

His words became somewhat incoherent, attempting to justify, yet unable to provide a definitive answer.

Song Heping inwardly sneered, his expression calm as he looked at Abu You.

This is entirely a personal behavior by Abu You or part of Kurd's internal leadership; the Americans are definitely unaware, and might even be extremely averse to such actions.

"Commander Abu You."

Song Heping no longer wanted to waste time with Abu You.

He stood up, his tone still calm, yet carrying an undeniable decisiveness.

"I appreciate you and your colleagues' regard for us. Combating 1515 is also our goal. However, the foundation of cooperation is mutual trust and clear boundaries. Without a definitive stance from your principal allies, any form of military cooperation is unrealistic, and might even bring immense, unbearable risks to both parties."

He glanced at the unwilling Samir, continued: "Today's meeting, I'll pretend it never happened. I understand the difficulties you're facing. But I suggest you go back and think carefully, discuss it with someone who can really make decisions. If... If you can indeed solve that most crucial issue and ensure the cooperation won't bring unforeseen consequences, then it's not too late for us to talk."

After speaking, Song Heping said no more, nodding slightly to Abu You, turned, and walked out of the earthen house with a face of shock and regret with Samir.

Outside the door, the night wind was even colder.

Abu You stood still, his face changing invisibly in the dim light, eventually transforming into a long, resigned, and frustrated sigh.

He knew Song Heping was right.

This matter was far more complicated and dangerous than he imagined.

He tried to play small tricks.

But suddenly realized, whether it was Song Heping or the Americans, they were cunning as ghosts.

There was absolutely no room for him to play both sides...