I want to be a warlord

Chapter 134 This bowl of chicken soup, I, Feisal, did it!

The donkey tilted his head and saw Wang Zhen standing there motionless in a daze, so he yelled. Wang Zhen thought he didn't hear the matter.

This guy didn't know if he was infected by the shrapnel, his brain was convulsed, he picked up a bottle of Coke, blocked the mouth of the bottle and shook it crazily.

Shrapnel's eyes lit up, and excitement was written all over his face.

Shovel covered his mouth to keep himself from laughing.

Guo Jingyun rolled his big eyes, he still can't understand the wanton pranks of Westerners.

With a smile on his lips, the poet squinted to watch the donkey go further and further on the road to death.

"Bah!"

The hot Coke sprayed Wang Zhen's face, and he was so frightened that he hid back suddenly, with a "bang", the chair fell down, and Wang Zhen also fell on his back.

Hahahaha, the wanton laughter of donkeys, shrapnel, and shovels sounded in the house.

"Damn it!" Wang Zhen wiped the Coke off his face, stood up, squinted at the donkey, and didn't speak.

The donkey looked at Wang Zhen, his laughter became smaller and smaller, and finally he looked at Wang Zhen with embarrassment, "Hey, you're not so stingy, are you angry?"

Wang Zhen still didn't speak, but silently took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened his notebook, and started typing.

The atmosphere was getting weirder and weirder, and the donkey always felt a cold air enveloping him, giving him a bad premonition.

"Hey, hey, Wang, what are you doing?"

Guo Jingyun, who was sitting next to Wang Zhen, leaned over to take a look, but Wang Zhen did not block it.

The donkey looked at Guo Jingyun, and saw that his expression became very strange little by little, and his heart became colder.

"Guo, Guo, tell me, what is Wang doing?" The donkey stood up and walked around the others.

At this moment, Wang Zhen had already put away his mobile phone and put it back in his pocket. He ignored the donkey, and stretched out his hand to support the chair and sat on it.

Guo Jingyun held back his laughter, looked at Wang Zhen, and saw that Wang Zhen had no objection, so he smiled and said, "Wang just wrote a line in the notebook."

"What word?" Donkey immediately asked, and everyone also looked at Guo Jingyun.

Guo Jingyun coughed lightly, imitating the voice of the broadcast and said: "At 2014:11 noon on November 25, 12, Mountbatten sprayed my face with Coke, and I was not angry."

The room suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere gradually became weird.

The expression of the donkey ranges from relaxed to puzzled, from doubt to astonishment, and finally gradually collapses, which looks particularly amusing.

"You are not angry, why did you record it!" The donkey's voice was full of annoyance and mournfulness.

"Pfft, hahahaha." Everyone burst into laughter.

Shrapnel laughed the most exaggeratedly, and the whole person slipped under the table.

The shovel kept wiping away tears.

"I'm afraid I forgot." Wang Zhen picked up the napkin and said nonchalantly while wiping his face.

Hahahaha...

Everyone can imagine it, just look at Wang Zhen's fooling Feisal before, he might cheat the donkey hard at some point, with the donkey's IQ, maybe he will count the money for Wang Zhen after being sold by Wang Zhen .

The poet sighed while shaking his head, "No zuo no die why you try."

"No try no high give me five."

"Let it go!"

"Damn it, poet, what are you talking about?" the donkey asked sullenly.

"Dual training, Chinese culture, it's hard to understand with your brain." The poet looked at the donkey calmly, without contempt, only ignorance.

"I killed you!" The donkey turned and rushed towards the poet.

After laughing for a while, after dinner, Wang Zhen washed his face and went out. When he went out, he yelled at the donkey.

The donkey didn't want to go, but he couldn't resist, so he followed Wang Zhen into the cart with trepidation.

"Where to go?"

"Go to the party nest first. I contacted Faisal and went to see him."

I have walked here many times, and the journey was very smooth. I arrived in 10 minutes, and Faisal greeted me before I got off the bus.

"Hi, dear Wang, I finally see you again." Feisal seemed very excited, and immediately gave Wang Zhen a big hug, the kind that was so hard that his voice was choked with sobs.

Wang Zhen: "..."

"I'm glad to meet you too." Wang Zhen patted Feisal on the back helplessly.

"King, you can't imagine what happened to me in the past month. It was a nightmare. I seemed to fall into hell suddenly. Those demons occupied Tikrit. They killed and destroyed Tikrit. It turned into a waste area, and most of my people died."

"Okay, this is not a place to talk, let's go in." Wang Zhen could only comfort him.

Obviously, without the political commissar Wang, Feisal's career is like a castle on the beach, which collapses with a slight push.

Now Feisal looks very decadent, his income has plummeted, his original glory has been interrupted, and he can no longer support the 30 people who came to continue to follow him.

When they came to the office that was transformed from a small classroom again, the staff of several factions all looked at Wang Zhen. They all knew the previous experience, and they felt like they had found the organization again and the savior had come.

Looked very excited.

The reason why Feisal insisted on asking Wang Zhen to come here to meet him was for this reason, to boost morale.

With an indifferent smile on Wang Zhen's face, he talked cordially with everyone.

Finally, a concluding speech was made: "There will always be storms and waves on the vast sea. Throughout the history of Arabia, there is no family or country whose rise is not full of ups and downs and full of twists and turns. It is precisely because of these setbacks that they are like flames." Calcining our bodies, forging our hearts to be as hard as steel."

"What I want to tell you is that the future is bright, but the road is bumpy. This is the only way for the development of all righteous causes!"

"Papa papa." There was warm applause in the office.

Wang Zhen's bowl of chicken soup was accumulated over the years, with a breath of history and extremely nutritious. After pouring down a bowl, everyone immediately became enthusiastic.

Feisal was the most emotional, tears came down, and he applauded and wiped away.

Even if the donkey next to him knew that Wang Zhen didn't have any kind intentions, he could still listen with his heart surging.

Be careful, be very careful, the donkey kept telling himself in his heart that he was the one who was marked down by the guy in front of him.

After leaving the office, the three found a teahouse nearby.

Because the party nest is a gathering place for dozens of parties, many people come here to talk about things, and a nearby street is full of teahouses.

After serving the tea, Wang Zhen took a sip to moisten his throat, and then continued: "You don't have to be too depressed, rest assured, this might not be your opportunity."

"Great, I knew, Wang, you must have a solution." Feisal excitedly grabbed Wang Zhen's hand.

Pulling it out calmly, Wang Zhen coughed lightly and continued: "Because of Silly Damu, Tikrit has indeed been purged, but those old family forces still have a huge influence."

"It's like the Adan Abboud family before. They rose up, but they were still hostile by those stubborn forces. In fact, compared with the westernization, you are supporting further secularization and moving towards the mainstream. Culturally close."

"But the current rulers in the Arab world are relying on the traditional power, and you run counter to it."

"There is a saying that there is no harm without comparison. Tikrit's experience will make them understand that any extreme is the beginning of disaster, and let them realize who is the strength they can really rely on."

Feisal kept nodding, with joy on his face, "What about the specifics? What should I do?"

This is too simple, there are many templates in the Republic of China period.

What is the historical background!
Wang Zhen took a sip of tea and began to chatter, "Terrorists hide themselves among the civilians, making it difficult for people to distinguish and attack them. What can you do? Let your people disguise themselves as extremist believers and enter Tik Ritter, and then secretly threw leaflets made in advance on the street at night, and painted big-character posters on the walls.”

"The content should be simple. Write down the crimes Aisisi committed after occupying Tikrit. Don't write how many people were killed. Simple numbers are too boring. Write specifically, which district the victim is from, which In the street, the family used to live so comfortably, but now the family is ruined."

"Writing about Aisi's cruel method of killing people, writing about the torture of those women, writing about the suffering of those children, should be close to the lives of ordinary people, and it can be illustrated with rich text, so that people can substitute into it at a glance."

"It may not be very effective at the beginning, but it will root this concept in people's hearts, and you can also write some precautions on how to live under the terror of Ace and Ace. This is sure to be loved by everyone. It is also simple. , firm belief."

"There are many means of propaganda. If Ace seizes these leaflets, it will be in fear. If they start a large-scale manhunt, it will inevitably create greater panic. Let me tell you, no matter what they do, it is wrong."

"You organize this set into a report, and then make out the leaflets. I believe the US government will be interested, and you will soon get their strong support. With the strong support of the US, you can further communicate with those living in the The wealthy people in the Ace occupied area have made contact."

"You contact them, and they will definitely give you funding if you don't need them to make a public statement. They need to retreat, but also need to maintain their business and maintain a high-quality life. The larger the scale of your propaganda in enemy-occupied areas, the more troubles will arise. The bigger the movement, the more support you get."

"You have to firmly believe that whether it is the United States or the United Nations, it is impossible to watch a terrorist organization really complete the establishment of a country. They will be wiped out sooner or later. Now it is just those big countries who see each other. Wait until the day Ace Ace collapses , is when you soar into the sky!" Wang Zhen clenched his fists and waved them fiercely.

"Fly to the sky!" Feisal was elated, his breath was rapid, his face flushed, and he shouted loudly, waving his arms.

The instructor, political commissar Wang, has planned the action plan and action plan, so there is no hesitation for him!
This bowl of chicken soup, I, Feisal, did it!

……

At the gate of the party nest, Wang Zhen got into the car, and the car drove out. Through the rearview mirror, the donkey saw that Feisal was still waving his arms on his feet and saying goodbye.

What Wang Zhen said, the donkey also thought it was reasonable, but he always felt that Feisal would suffer.

(End of this chapter)