I want to be a warlord

Chapter 166 Faisal's Light
Tomatoes and watches who shared the spoils were initially rebuffed.

After all, they are not people who defend the glory. Besides, the purpose of staying to fight the terrorists is more to avenge their companions.

It’s useless to give them a bunch of broken AKMs. Without channels, you can’t sell them at all.

They didn't bother to bend down to pick up this kind of garbage when they were doing tasks before.

Broken AK, some are Iranian goods, some are Pakistan Railway goods, and only a small amount are Eastern European goods.

I didn't pick up the bullets at all, and they basically had Arabic letters, so I didn't dare to use them at all.

The worst thing here is the goods of Batie. It is a real pure handmade work. There is no problem with the appearance and accuracy. The problem is the raw material... the shit is made of civilian steel imported from the east, and the barrel is ordinary. of seamless steel pipes.

But Wang Zhen was too kind, and the two had no choice but to accept it reluctantly. They didn't have much money, just over 4000 US dollars each.

"My name is Nate Bradley, you can call me Nate." Tomato re-introduced himself, whether it's a PMC or a mercenary, it doesn't recognize you, and it won't say its own name.

Of course, it could also be a pseudonym.

"My name is Aiden Shelton, you can call me Aiden." Watch also introduced himself.

An employee of a security company called Kasem in the United States. The main business of this security company is to provide people with bodyguard work.

After suffering together this time, the relationship between the two parties has become much closer. Wang Zhen's idea is very simple. The two of them have good abilities. If you are not happy in the original company, you can come to him. With him, the income is much higher. .

It doesn't matter if you hit two shots with dates or not.

Walter moved quickly, and the next day, a team came from Baghdad.

There were reporters, the person in charge of the construction company, and employees who drove 4 cars and more than a dozen people.

A small donation ceremony was held here, and at the same time, the disaster private camp released a recruitment advertisement for construction workers, and the news spread quickly.

After the donation ceremony was over, Walter walked away swaggeringly, and Wang Zhen and others were in charge of escorting him.

In fact, on the way back, the probability of something going wrong is really very small. Over there is the sphere of influence of another terrorist leader, and they do not belong to each other.

Walter was sitting in Wangzhen's knockoff armored vehicle, chatting along the way, and the two also analyzed the reasons for the attack.

Walter believes that someone deliberately leaked his whereabouts, and the terrorists think that if they can catch him, they can use it to threaten a big figure in the US Department of Homeland Security and gain some benefits, even if he was killed on the spot, it doesn't matter. An online video can definitely cause a huge sensation, much more effective than killing a few hostages.

"The logic of terrorists is different from ours. In their concept, the greater the sensational effect they cause, the more they can make a name for themselves, demonstrate their abilities, and attract more 'brothers' to join their greatness business," Walter said.

"I remember that the main members of the terrorists are all from the local area. They were brainwashed by means of evil?" Wang Zhen asked.

"Because of the threat of terrorist attacks, the Department of Homeland Security has a research institute dedicated to terrorists. According to the information there, those who join terrorist organizations through local brainwashing are generally low-level, equivalent to ordinary soldiers. They may be enough Fanaticism, but lack of ability, and those who ran from thousands of miles away to join terrorist organizations because of propaganda, both in terms of belief and ability are stronger." Walter said.

"Ha, I didn't expect them to pay attention to a foreign monk who can chant scriptures." Wang Zhen couldn't help laughing, "As for those who defected, saying that they are rotten fish and shrimp is a compliment."

"That's true." Walter didn't get Wang Zhen's jokes, but said solemnly: "Whether it is Iraq or Syria, since the Iran-Iraq War, there has been turmoil in the past 20 years. In terms of grassroots education, except ZJ education, basically Completely paralyzed, in this respect you can imagine them as humans 100 years ago."

"In Iraq, except for a few big cities that have mobile communication capabilities, they can't make calls. Even in Baghdad and Erbil, only a small number of big cities can enjoy the Internet. The same is true in Syria. In this environment, what do you think the two generations of them have grown up in the past 20 years?"

"They seem to be living on a backward and closed island. The world in their eyes is nothing but ZJ and this small place around them. They really don't have the ability to do more things."

Wang Zhen: "..."

Well, it really is.

"In addition, the degree of influence in the outside world and the number of brothers who have come to defect to them are the most direct manifestations of the leadership's ability in the eyes of those grassroots terrorists, and influence is also an important part of their funding sources. Donations, some of these donations Believers from other countries, some simply come from some 'big families', what are the criteria for judging the money given by these big families?"

"Terrorists are not a normal political complex. There is no way to measure them in terms of GDP, land area, population size, and number of troops. Then the only thing left is their influence, or more precisely, how big they are. sensational event."

"This is why the terrorists we see always do some unreasonable and crazy actions." Walter explained to Wang Zhen.

After listening to this explanation, Wang Zhen felt a bit stunned. This solved a lot of things he didn't understand. "If things go on like this, this group of people will offend everyone sooner or later."

"This is for sure. Whether it is the United States or the international community, they are dissatisfied with the large number of US troops stationed in Iraq and Syria. It doesn't matter, so let's withdraw the troops." Walter shrugged with a smile, "Let them make trouble, and everyone will suffer. No, at that time they will beg us to send troops over again.”

Wang Zhen thought about it, and although he wished he could replace him, he still nodded in agreement.

Looking at the whole world, except for the five hooligans, other countries have no ability to station troops abroad.

The lobster soldiers of the British Empire were vulnerable, and the French Foreign Legion was all focused on the private land in Africa. Lao Maozi's economy was in decline, and Ermao and the Caucasus region restrained his troops. The East only had economic development in its eyes.

Therefore, the final result is inevitable.

However, what does this have to do with me, I am just an ordinary person who wants to make money to buy a house!

This topic was considered over, and Wang Zhen began to gossip again about who wanted to harm him.

Walter said, I don’t know, it may be his father’s political opponent, it may be a friend, it may be his own competitor, or it may be someone else in the family. The source is useless, and it may be misled to other people, and instead fall into the calculations of the mastermind behind the scenes.

That's politics, and sometimes there's no need to track it down.

Wang Zhen deeply agreed with this, and gave Walter a thumbs up. This guy is indeed a born political animal.

Politicians' children are politicians, workers' children are workers...

Upon arriving in Baghdad, Wang Zhen signed a contract with the other party's charity organization, and soon 30 US dollars was deposited into his company account.

We had a meal together, left each other's phone numbers and said goodbye.

According to Walter, he will stay in the Middle East for a long time, and the charity work is endless. Maybe he will need Wang Zhen's help at any time.

Even with Walter's identity, he can't turn to the U.S. military for help when he encounters problems. The U.S. military is currently stationed here with only more than 700 troops after a single increase, so it's useless.

Rested in Baghdad for the night, said to relax, went to the bar for a drink.

In the end, Guo Jingyun and the poet went, and Wang Zhen threw the donkey and the shrapnel to the hospital for a good checkup. Wang Zhen himself had other things to do.

In the resident office, Feisal came.

"Wang, I finally see you again, my spiritual mentor and my closest friend." As soon as Feisal came up, he gave Wang Zhen a big hug.

"Don't, don't mention the spiritual mentor, the things you do have nothing to do with me." Wang Zhen was startled, his hands were swaying like windmills.

Don't harm me, I'm afraid of death!

This guy has a security team of more than 30 people with him, and they are all downstairs at the moment.

Regarding the matter of Tikrit, Feisal did it with great fanfare, which made the people of Aisisi hate it. In just two or three months, he launched two suicide attacks on him.

I don't know if this guy's life has improved. Many people died in the two suicide attacks, but he was only slightly injured.

Once a shrapnel opened a hole in the thigh, and once the eardrum was perforated by the shock.

I don't know who I learned from. The injury was not serious, but this guy made himself look like he was about to die. He was hanging from the end of the bed with his thigh in a plaster cast, waving his arm that was also in a plaster cast, and screamed with passion and hoarseness. He was interviewed by reporters in the ward, delivered an impassioned speech, criticized the brutality and madness of the terrorists, and called on the public to see the true face of the terrorists, to initiate boycotts with conditions, and to make false statements without conditions.

This guy's achievements are remarkable. Both the U.S. government and the Iraqi Kurdish president have begun to support him vigorously and promote him through TV stations. The current Faisal can be said to be the brightest boy in the Iraqi political arena during this period. up!

Fame rose, and once again got a lot of financial support.

Just look at the 30-person security team downstairs. Not only has the mental outlook been renewed, but the equipment has also been replaced with shotguns.

Helmets, bulletproof vests, and tactical uniforms are all available, and the guns have been replaced by M16s from broken AKs. If they all had an Arab face, they would have been thought to be Americans at first glance.

Feal talked about his experience during this period in high spirits, detailing everything.

Well, it kind of means showing the results in front of the spiritual mentor.

If you are well-developed, don't show off in front of the teacher, like walking in a brocade suit at night.

"Master Wang, the main reason I came this time is to ask the teacher for help." Feisal looked straight at Wang Zhen, "Recently, I have fallen into confusion. I have a lot of things in my mind, but I don’t know how to sum it up, and I don’t know how to go further to let more people feel this power!”

"How do I know, I'm a PMC!" Wang Zhen shook his head like a rattle, it was too dangerous, and he absolutely couldn't participate in it!
"By the way, Master Wang, I want to expand the power in my hands again, but I lack a batch of arms. Look..."

Wang Zhen: "Ahem, it's not impossible to discuss."

(End of this chapter)