I want to be a warlord

Chapter 217 I Will Pay

After three o'clock, I just finished today's work, I'm going to die...

……

What if you encounter something unreasonable and you don't want to delve into it?
Simple, just give him to God.

Right now, for example, Faisal didn't care at all why Hatra sent Ratti a threatening phone call and shot him three more mortar rounds.

All he knew was that the Democratic Peace Party needed a base... needed a base, and he told the Prophet, and Ratti found him.

"How do you want to cooperate?"

The next day, Feisal arrived in Barwanay in person. For safety reasons, he brought a guard of 50 people with him, drawn from Wangzhen.

Get out of the car, line up in two teams, stand straight on the pole, hold the gun in both hands, and keep your eyes straight.

Just one stop here will give Ratti a sense of peace of mind!

After grandly receiving Feisal, Feisal got straight to the point in the study.

"How many troops does the Democratic Peace Party have? Can they be stationed in Barwanai?" Ratti asked in a deep voice.

"Stationed?" Feisal looked at Latti with a strange expression, as if you were joking with me.

"Faisal, I know that my request is a little too much, but I am very sincere!" Leti said earnestly.

"It's really too much. The Democratic Peace Party can draw 300 people, and they are not the kind of stragglers. They are real full-time soldiers who have been trained for a long time. But you know, we are promoting ideas within the party in many places, Anbar Province, Salahuddin Province." Faisal looked serious, "Especially Salahuddin, there are many people who need help, we are seriously short of manpower!"

"This, this..." Latti rubbed his hands together and asked for soldiers to come over to protect him. This request was indeed too much.

"Well, I can provide a resident, a dedicated training ground, which can supply..."

"Rati, we are currently training near Baghdad. We are looking for a professional PMC for training. We have no shortage of venues." Faisal's expression became more serious, he couldn't laugh, he had to show embarrassment.

He is still a politician, and he has never lacked in how to negotiate and perform.

"I can provide the daily food, drink and other expenses for 300 of you!" Ratti gritted his teeth.

"Your conditions are very sincere. One person, one month, food and drink expenses are about 200 US dollars, 300 people, 6 per month." Feisal could not hear any emotion in his voice.

"Uh...yes, do you think it's too little?" Leti looked at Feisal uncertainly.

"What do you think?" Feisal asked, tilting his head.

"Then..." Latti had a troubled expression on his face, but he was not in a hurry. He had found all the people, and he had figured out all the conditions, but the price couldn't be met at one time, and he had to come in a little bit.

"Plus the ammunition consumption for training!"

Faisal frowned, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Latti, you have to understand that the soldiers of our Democratic Peace Party are different from those in your hands, and they don't mean to look down on you, but, those of you So informal."

"Come on, I'll ask some people to come in and show you, so you don't have to call me arrogant."

After all, no one was called in, but the two of them went out. In the rest room provided by Ratti, as soon as Feisal came in, all the soldiers immediately stood up and shouted in unison, "Hello, sir!"

Fisher gave a military salute to everyone, and then squinted at Latti.

Look, what quality is this!
What is elite!

What the fuck is elite!
What the fuck is called a fucking elite!

You just say, it’s over if it’s not neat!
Well, the Iraqi Army, this is the only thing that can be compared now... These are all requirements that Wang Zhen raised during training, and the relationship between superiors and subordinates must be thoroughly implemented.

Faisal was also very satisfied with Ratti's reaction, elite, indeed elite!
The two walked up to a soldier, and Feisal reached out and tapped the soldier's chest.

"Bullet armor, made in China, American Standard Level 7.62, can withstand [-] NATO bullets from the front."

"Bulletproof helmet, made in China, can withstand 9mm machine gun bullets from the front."

"Pickup earphones can resist 170 decibel noise. When hit by shells, they will not lose combat effectiveness due to noise problems. They can be accurate to everyone's command in battle."

"Desert camouflage quick-drying multifunctional tactical suit, with six full magazines, four grenades, a first aid kit, and a 2-liter water bottle."

"In addition to these, my people are also equipped with tactical backpacks, which can fight in the wild for more than three days without logistical supplies." Feisal said arrogantly.

Well, in the future, after the training is completely completed, politicians should speak a little earlier, which must be forward-looking.

It's not a lie!
"I brought you here and said this to tell you that for a team like ours, the ammunition consumption for training is not a small amount. After all, our goal is the elite!"

Ratti's expression changed from serious to embarrassed, from excited to pained, which was very interesting.

Elite, indeed elite, I thought it was the U.S. military without looking at their faces.

At least it is the equipment of the British army!

How much does such an army spend on training every day?

At least 10 rounds of ammunition per person per day, one magazine for three days.

That's $600 of ammunition consumption per person per month, 300 people, 18...

hiss!
Take a deep breath, Iraq is hotter!

For training, you can actually use training bombs, but you can't buy them here!

Don't say whether there is any market demand, don't sell it!

Smuggling arms, taking such a big risk, smuggling training bombs, the cost is low, the profit is lower, crazy!
Good bullets are only 2 dollars a piece, love it or not, the neighbors rob me of food...

With three hundred people like this, Baierwanai's safety index will definitely be greatly improved.

However, with such 300 people, daily expenses plus training consumption... 25!
It hurts too much, doesn't it!

Damn Ace, Lettie cursed frantically in his heart.

"Okay, let's talk as we walk." Feisal smiled and pulled Ratti away, "First of all, you have to know that the original foundation of our Democratic Peace Party was in Tikrit, and our Kuaisaisi has been there for a long time."

"We really want to fight against Aisisi, instead of shouting slogans. We also really want to restore peace in Iraq and make people's lives stable, and we are doing it practically and personally."

"I may be different from those politicians in your impression. I want to do things."

"I can move the base of the Democratic Peace Party to you, but I have my demands."

"I don't need you to supply our daily expenses. I only need you to supply the daily ammunition consumption. However, you must also cooperate with our propaganda work in Baierwanai and the surrounding areas. It is a real cooperation."

"Only relying on you or me will not be able to fight against Ace Ace. The reason why Syria and Iraq are being beaten back and forth is because Ace Ace has mobilized ordinary people. Therefore, we can only fight magic with magic! "

"I need people here to believe in the philosophy of the Democratic Peace Party and to believe in the Five Firms!"

"Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, this is no problem, I will definitely let my people cooperate, whoever dares to stop the Democratic Peace Party from promoting ideas, whoever is against my Bashir family, whoever is the terrorist of Ace!" He said cruelly: "The terrorists in Aisisi must be hanged!"

"Very well, then I wish us a happy cooperation!" Feisal held out his hand.

"Haha, happy cooperation, my brother!" Ratti laughed and hugged Feisal directly.

"By the way, you need to provide the resident. It's not just a piece of open space. It needs to be rebuilt, training ground, accommodation, and various fortifications. You don't think that any piece of land can be used to resist Ace. Go." Feisal finally threw out another big project that cost money.

Ratti's expression froze in place, and he wanted to disagree, but the request was very reasonable. The monthly training fee was more than 16. Could he refuse to build a training camp?

What can I do, I can only grit my teeth and agree.

The bottom line, that's how it was broken through little by little.

Faisal was very satisfied when he left from Barwanai, and the prophet had to be strong. If he made a casual move, Ratti immediately offered money, people and effort to cooperate obediently.

……

On the other hand, John rearranged Wang Zhen's thoughts into a piece of information, mainly for polishing.

"Good guy, you wrote this information, it's a one-sentence thing, what you wrote is like an adventure book, it's full of ups and downs, I think you are a CIA, you should be a screenwriter, this can be used as a script I'm making a TV series!" Wang Zhen said with contempt after reading John's edited information.

"Nonsense, dry information, the matter is clear, but how can the superiors see that it is difficult to obtain this information, how much hardship and hardship the subordinates have put in, and how many hardships they have gone through, only relying on sacrifice to get this information. information!"

To experience the treasure of information!

For the same piece of information, the more sacrifices you make, the more precious, the higher the evaluation you get, and the more rewards you get!
"I just sent it up dryly, and the approval from above is just one sentence away. What about the subordinates who made 'sacrifices'?"

"Does that mean that our Iraqi branch has no jobs at all, and where does the money go?"

"Shouldn't the informants below us keep them?"

"Is this called exaggeration? Is this called lying? Don't I want to save trouble and hand it in directly? What about the people below?"

"I condemned myself in my heart, do you know how much pressure I have been under!"

"Intelligence work is not only about fighting and killing, but also treating guests to dinner!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong!" Wang Zhen decisively raised his hands in surrender.

Sure enough, he can't get into anything. Once he gets into it, he won't be glamorous.

Wang Zhen helped to review it, and there were no loopholes. A piece of S-level intelligence arrived at the CIA headquarters soon.

'What, Ace Ace is planning a man-made disaster involving millions of people in an attempt to destroy Iraq! The headquarters was shocked, and immediately reported to the White House and Wujiao Building in an urgent manner.

In the middle of the night, there was another commotion in the Wujiao building, and groups of people were called back for a meeting.

It is necessary to conduct a feasibility study on Aisisi's plan to 'destroy the country'!
(End of this chapter)