Reborn as a Noble's Son-Chapter 909 - 865 General Osman

Chapter 909: Chapter 865: General Osman

Chapter 909 -865: General Osman

In the Starmoon Nation, the highest organ of power is known as the Ministerial Conference, and the highest domestic leader is the President. The current President of Starmoon Nation is Abdullah Yasin… In the Starmoon Nation, there are three major factional powers. Holding real authority are the Kogulut family from the Southern Military District, the Osman family from the Northern Military District, and the Yi Xin family.

All of this was information collected by Li Yong. On the plane to Starmoon, Nie Zhenbang perused the data presented by Li Yong and gained a preliminary understanding of the Starmoon Nation.

Of course, these things are not noticeable on the surface; they are all happening behind the scenes. The fact that Li Yong had access to this firsthand information fully demonstrated his capabilities.

A tripartite balance of power? A faint smile flickered across Nie Zhenbang’s face.

“Boss, the one who invited us this time is General Osman from the Northern Military District. He is the current Family Head of the Osman family and has served as the commander of the Northern Military District for thirty years. His subordinates and students virtually make up the entire district. His military rank is that of a general. Although he is one level lower than Marshal Kogulut, the Family Head of the Kogulut family and the commander of the Southern Military District, in reality, the two families are equally matched because, in the Star Moon Republic, the rank of marshal is only an honorary title and does not carry any real significance,” Li Yong explained to Nie Zhenbang.

After a pause, Li Yong continued, “The Osman family of the Star Moon Republic originated from the previous Starmoon Empire. Several hundred years ago, the first emperor of the Starmoon Empire was the first Family Head of the Osman family. They have Turkic blood. The relations with our Huaxia have been long and historical. The Osman family has always held a certain fondness for us, and this trade deal was also initiated by the Osman family.”

Nie Zhenbang nodded. To know your enemies and know yourself ensures victory in a hundred battles. Indeed, the history of the Osman family is rooted in Huaxia, but with hundreds or even thousands of years passing, history cannot replace the present. Nie Zhenbang did not take this trade deal lightly.

The flight was a direct one to Itan City, the capital of Starmoon Nation, as there were only direct flights from Jingcheng to Itan City.

This time, Nie Zhenbang didn’t adopt the extremely luxurious method of chartering a plane. In order to keep a low profile and avoid drawing attention, they flew on a commercial airline.

Among the accompanying personnel, there were ten people from the travel department to ensure the safety of Nie Zhenbang’s party. Additionally, there was one translator with Li Yong, Ma Ruhai and his two assistants, and two engineers from the technical department, making a grand total of nineteen people in the group.

That afternoon, just after four o’clock, the flight began its descent, landing smoothly at Itan City International Airport. By then, mobile stairs had moved into place, and under the direction of the ground crew at the airport, connected seamlessly with the cabin door.

As the cabin door opened, Nie Zhenbang and his entourage disembarked from the plane. At that moment, the scene on the tarmac, beside the plane, caught Nie Zhenbang off guard. He hadn’t expected the situation in Starmoon to be so tense—it seemed that the Osman and Kogulut families were at daggers drawn.

On the outer perimeter, four open-top military jeeps were assembled, each with a mounted M2HB heavy machine gun. The dark barrels, pointing upward, created an austere and tense atmosphere. On each vehicle, four fully armed soldiers remained vigilant, scanning the surroundings. In the center of the jeeps were three identical Mercedes armored sedans.

At the base of the mobile stairs, a group of five or six people stood waiting, with the man at the front being in his forties and around one meter ninety in height.

At that moment, Ma Ruhai whispered to Nie Zhenbang, “Boss, the man in front, that’s Weslie Osman, General Osman’s eldest son. He is the main person in charge of the Osman family and holds a position in the Northern Military District.”

As soon as Nie Zhenbang stepped off the plane, Weslie Osman approached with a welcome. His bulky stature and a face full of rough features were accompanied by a smile, which, quite evidently, looked rather comical because it was clear that Weslie was not a man given to smiles.

Yet, Weslie was very enthusiastic, shaking hands and saying, “Mr. Nie, welcome to Starmoon.”

After the translation was relayed, Nie Zhenbang returned the smile and said, “Hello, Weslie. Please convey my sincere respects to the general, and I am also honored to meet Mr. Weslie Osman from the Osman family.”

The pleasantries at the airport were brief, and soon enough, the vehicles were mobilized. Two business vans had enough room to accommodate Nie Zhenbang and his entourage. Under the protection of Osman family bodyguards, Nie Zhenbang, the translator, and the security officer Wu Li boarded the vehicle.

The convoy soon drove out towards the airport, and this time, there would be no stops in Itan City. Once out of the airport, the vehicles would head directly to the Northern Military District where the Osman family was located.

As soon as he got into the car, Wu Li squeezed Nie Zhenbang into the seat behind the driver, which was the safest spot in the vehicle. Because, according to scientific research, anyone, unless they are a specially, stringently trained spy-grade elite, has a subconscious protective reaction when facing danger.

The driver would react the same way, choosing a protective maneuver to shield oneself when encountering a car accident or other emergencies, guided by this subconscious impulse. Sitting behind the driver ensured that one would always be in a state of protection.

At this moment, Wu Li had a serious expression as he spoke in a low voice, “Boss, I feel like something’s not quite right. It looks like our way up to the Northern Military District might be dangerous.”

Wu Li’s words made the interpreter next to him pause. Wu Li continued explaining, “Boss, have you noticed? Itan City, as the capital of the Star Moon Nation, had previously even applied with the International Olympic Committee to host the Olympics. Even though Star Moon Nation’s security isn’t the best, it shouldn’t be like this, especially in the capital. The Osman family’s grand mobilization… don’t they fear being too conspicuous?”

Wu Li was his personal bodyguard, but as an elite from the Security Bureau, he was not confined to mere protection duties; Wu Li had substantial capabilities of his own.

Hearing this analysis from Wu Li, Nie Zhenbang’s brows furrowed, and he turned to Wu Li next to him, “Little Wu, what do you mean?”

“The Osman family’s actions are not to flaunt their power in the Star Moon Nation, but rather to guard against sudden attacks by the Kogulut family or the Yi Xin family.”

After Nie Zhenbang finished speaking, he too was taken aback. He turned to the interpreter next to him, “Xiao Zhang, what do you think?”

Xiao Zhang wasn’t an ordinary interpreter; after all, he had also come from the military system and had worked with Ma Ruhai for many years, gaining ample experience in various fields. After pondering for a moment, he replied, “Boss, I think it’s unlikely. According to Minister Li’s data, if the Kogulut family really dared to be so brazen, undoubtedly the Osman family’s reputation would be tarnished, but the Yi Xin family might not let them off. After all, the current President of the Star Moon Republic is Abdullah Yi Xin. Such actions would undoubtedly make the Yi Xin family lose face. At that point, Kogulut wouldn’t be able to withstand the combined assault from the Osman family and the Yi Xin family.”

Xiao Zhang’s analysis seemed by-the-book, and in reality, just as he had analyzed, the convoy passed through Itan City without incident, heading north towards Busa City.

Busa City, the second-largest city and a heavy industrial city in the Star Moon Nation, was where the Osman family was based.

In the suburbs of Busa City, a large piece of land was enclosed. The entire area covered over twenty thousand acres, and here was where the Osman family resided, in Osman Manor.

As the convoy advanced towards Osman Manor, the buildings on both sides gradually thinned out. At that moment, the guard from the Osman family, sitting in the front passenger seat leading the team, also turned to Nie Zhenbang, “Honorable sir, ahead is Osman Manor. General Osman is already waiting for you at the entrance.”

After Xiao Zhang translated this to Nie Zhenbang, Nie Zhenbang sat up straight and looked ahead. About a kilometer away, a group was already waiting at the gates of the manor, and in the middle, an elder dressed in the national costume of the Star Moon Nation stood there. Despite his age, his posture was erect, showing no signs of stooping, and his whole presence radiated a military air. From such a distance, Nie Zhenbang could feel General Osman’s distinction, truly a battle-hardened general.

Just then, suddenly, the jeep leading the way abruptly stopped, followed by a loud boom. The jeep flew into the air and crashed heavily to the side.

At this instant, Wu Li immediately sat up straight, his gaze wary as he surveyed the surroundings. He whispered, “Boss, this doesn’t look good. I didn’t expect the enemy to be so bold, ambushing us right at the entrance to Osman Manor. In warfare, no deceit is too deceitful; truly, the most dangerous place is the safest. The Osman family never anticipated an attack right on their doorstep. Looks like we’re in for a tough fight.”

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No sooner had he spoken than figures emerged from a few vantage points around them. Gunfire from assault rifles erupted, da-da-da, da-da-da!

Bullets struck the armored limousine, the sound ringing in their ears. Nie Zhenbang’s expression was very serious as he spoke in a deep voice, “Little Wu, inform the travel department personnel immediately. They must deal with the enemy as soon as possible.” (