I want to be a warlord

Chapter 211 Kissing the Prophet's Shoes

Baghdad, Brilliant Defense Company office building, in the reception room, Wang Zhen and Feisal are drinking tea.

A large company with a total of 7 people has also found a long-term meal ticket. Now the building is no longer the grass-roots team before, and the sign is hung upright.

"Faisal, the number of people in one training session cannot exceed 200, so as to ensure the training results. We don't have that many people."

"Then, all right." Feisal sighed in distress, he was still a little anxious.

"Don't worry, the Democratic Peace Party is already the fastest growing party in Iraq." Wang Zhen comforted.

"In the past, when I started the Democratic Peace Party, it was to make my life better, because I couldn't see the future of Iraq at that time." Faisal took a sip from his teacup, put it down and leaned on the sofa Going up, looking up at the ceiling, plunged into memories.

"At that time, what I thought was to come up with a theory, rely on the Americans, and then make a fortune through politics, so that I would not have to live a hard life."

"Did you know that I actually had a goal at that time. My goal in life was to create a family, a Faisal family, so that my offspring's names would be longer and I would be proud!"

"It's good, it's a very simple ideal, and many, many Chinese have this ideal." Wang Zhen said with a smile.

"But the problem is, God sent you, the prophet, to me!" Feisal said with a smile: "At that time, you were still an employee of the Imperial Fortress. I was surprised when we met for the first time. A person who only knew how to use a gun The talking soldier knows so many things, haha, and then you saved my life, taught me how to win sympathy from the media, how to get political investment from those big families, you took me to lay down a base, Send me to the big stage of Tikrit..."

Wang Zhen: "..."

Should I be happy?
"At that time, I thought that my life ideals had been realized and fulfilled, and that I, Faisal, would be a figure in the whole of Iraq. If I continued to develop step by step, a family named Faisal would be able to develop in Tikrik. "

"But I never expected that the damn Ace Ace came. They are a group of lunatics, demons, and completely shattered my ideals. I ran out of Tikrit in despair, and the Democratic Peace Party was also killed. The development was completely interrupted, and at that time, my idea was to take revenge, to take revenge on Ace and Ace!"

"At this time, you, my prophet, you appeared with a new identity. Perhaps, this is God telling me that the old me burned into ashes, and the new me will inevitably re-condense from the ashes, a new The Faisal of Faisal must be born!"

"After talking with you, I suddenly realized that my thinking structure was too small in the past. When I stood on the stage of Tikrit, what I saw was only myself, and my eyes never stayed in other places, so , disaster struck, I was confused, and my whole body was filled with hatred."

"When the old ideals were shattered, I finally saw the whole world with my eyes, and saw thousands of Iraqis. They are just like me, struggling in life!"

"At this moment, I knew that God was watching me, and my goal in life should be to rescue them from the hell of Ais Ais, let Iraq have real peace, and let this ancient race reappear in the world on the stage, instead of sinking in hell like now!"

"So, I'm really anxious, I'm not young anymore." Feisal turned his head and looked at Wang Zhen affectionately, "Prophet, help me!"

Wang Zhen pursed his lips, listening to what Feisal said, he really didn't know what to say.

I just want to make some money!

Why is it so difficult to make some money!
Wang Zhen wanted to cry, but he couldn't say anything. He controlled himself with a strong heart and showed a confident, sunny smile. He raised his hand and patted Feisal's shoulder lightly, "You hold the steel Knife, you are riding a horse, welcoming the Americans and going to Ace, but after all the ups and downs are flattened, it becomes a road, all the difficulties and dangers, go to fight, get up and start again when you fall, spring, autumn, winter and summer, A scene of ups and downs."

"Where is the road?"

"The road is under your feet!"

No, what the hell am I talking about? Wang Zhen is crazy. If he hadn’t been forced to listen to so many leaders’ speeches since he was a child, he would definitely not know what to say right now. up!

"Now that you have found your own path, don't be confused, don't be anxious, just like I told you before, be strong, persevering, persevering, resolute, persevering!"

"Right now, the entire Democratic Party of Peace is watching you. You are their guiding light. As long as you don't waver and keep going step by step, you will eventually find that your goal has been achieved."

"Strong, persevering, persevering, resolute, persevering!" Feisal repeated the slogan, his expression suddenly became firm, "Yes, I am not persevering enough, I am not strong enough, I have already understood, Prophet!"

Wang Zhen: Really?
Are you sure you understand?
I don't even understand what I said!
OK, that's it!
Really didn't want to talk about this, and didn't want to hear this guy lament about his life experience, so Wang Zhen immediately changed the subject.

"Since you are determined, let's start with the first step."

"Ask the Prophet for advice!" Feisal stood up and saluted Wang Zhen respectfully.

Wang Zhen really wanted to kick him, don't be so serious!
How the hell do I know where to take the first step!
At this moment, Wang Zhen's mind turned quickly, looking for a template from the historical events he had seen before, and it was still the most similar to the Republic of China.

If: Ace Ace is the intruder.

Then: the Iraqi government is the Qing court.

Therefore: Hong Kong Island united with local patriotic intellectuals to establish the Hong Kong Island Xingzhong Association and conspired to revolt in Yangcheng!
What is this called?
This is called the golden horn and silver edge!
Wang Zhen clapped his hands, and immediately said: "Baghdad is certainly the political and economic center of Iraq, but it is also a place where all kinds of forces gather. Foreign forces, domestic conservatives, opposition groups, terrorist organizations, local warlords, and other forces are intertwined. Any little action can attract the attention of all parties."

"Because the forces of all parties converge, they restrain each other and affect the whole body. No one can really develop. The future of the Democratic Peace Party is not in Baghdad. What you need is a piece that is completely your own and can be planned and designed according to your own ideas. Yes, there are no other external forces, or places with weak external forces as bases!"

"Even if the place is poor, even if it's weak, it doesn't matter, a young tree that has just sprouted doesn't need a lot of land to grow!"

"Prophet, you mean the west?" Feisal remembered what Wang Zhen had said.

"Yes, you look at the map." Wang Zhen took Feisal to the edge of the map, pointed to a place and said, "The west is vast and sparsely populated, almost all of which are deserts and Gobi, with poor resources."

"Why do terrorists stop going south when they reach Helesiye at most?"

"It's because the barrenness here makes even terrorists look down on it!"

"However, no matter how poor Anbar Province is, it still has a population of 150 million. Although one million of this population is concentrated in the three cities of Ramadi, Habaniya, and Falluben, the provincial capital near Baghdad, in the west, Along the Euphrates River, there are still more than 50 people living, as long as the Democratic Peace Party eats up all of these 50 people, then the Democratic Peace Party will have its own foundation, and no one can shake it.”

"At that time, it will not be a problem to push back the provincial capital of Ramadi with the power of 50 people. Although you have a small population, you are all clenched fists. From the bottom up, they will firmly support you, and this Although there are millions of people, they are independent and do not belong to each other, so they can't resist at all!"

Feisal stood in front of the map, his eyes gleaming, sure enough, the prophet is the prophet!

His eyes had been focused on Baghdad before. Although he understood what it means to encircle a city from the countryside after several reminders from Wang Zhen, he still firmly believed that he should stay in Baghdad, take root here, and ultimately decide everything in Baghdad.

Now it seems that although I have set my sights on ordinary people after being attacked by Tikrit, I am still affected by the environment and my inherent thinking, and I haven't really changed my thinking!

At this moment, I was awakened by the prophet!

Feisal turned around and looked at Wang Zhen with burning eyes, tears in his eyes.

This gaze made Wang Zhen feel awkward.

Just as he was about to say something to break the embarrassment, Feisal suddenly lifted his robe and knelt down.

Wang Zhen: Σ(⊙▽⊙“a
The whole person froze in place, completely stunned by Feisal's actions.

Feisal bent down, kowtowed at Wang Zhen's feet, then raised his head slightly, and kissed Wang Zhen's boots.

Wang Zhen was completely frightened, and suddenly collapsed, his mouth was wide open, his arms were spread out, his muscles tensed, but he didn't know what to do.

I just feel my brain buzzing!
He wanted to help Feisal up, but he was afraid that he would make another amazing move. He was really afraid right now.

Never experienced this!
Fortunately, Feisal didn't make things difficult for Wang Zhen anymore, he straightened up and stood up from the ground.

"You, you..." Wang Zhen swallowed, and said in a very uncomfortable way: "You are, what are you doing!"

"Prophet, you are my guiding light. You have illuminated me, the Democratic Peace Party, and the way forward for the Iraqis. This is a tribute to the Prophet." When Faisal spoke, the expression on his face Very holy.

Wang Zhen was speechless, his facial features were all tangled together, "You can't do this, I'm just, I'm just..."

I just want to make some money!

"I understand, I understand, what the Prophet has done for me and Iraq cannot be expressed in simple respect." Faisal said solemnly.

Wang Zhen: "..."

All right, do what you like!
Damn, tired, destroy it!
(End of this chapter)