I want to be a warlord

America, White House.

The golden-haired Tang walked briskly into the small conference room.

He pulled up his seat and threw the documents in his hands on the table. He didn't sit down immediately, but said with a smile: "How was your day yesterday?"

After chatting with everyone for a while, Old Tang sat down and said, "Okay, let's see what are the topics today. We have to hurry up, or we won't have time to enjoy that terrible lunch."

Terrific, tremendous, are Lao Tang’s favorite words...

Let’s get to the point and start today’s work report. The first item is about the Iraqi elections.

"Oh, elections, no one knows elections better than me, what's the problem?" Old Tang looked at his acting Secretary of State, Tom Shannon.

"This election is probably not under our control." Tom Shannon shrugged. "According to intelligence agency surveys, the one that will get the most seats in the Iraqi parliament in the future should be the Walker Alliance formed by Sadr, and then The "Fatah Alliance" led by Ye factional military strongman Hadi Amiri, and the "Victory Alliance" led by Prime Minister Haider al-Abadi."

"Well, what happens next?" Old Tang asked puzzled.

"These three parties are all from the Ye faction."

"Wait!" Old Tang raised his hand and frowned, "I remember that we support the Kurds and Sunni people, right?"

"Yes."

"Are you trying to tell me that we spent so much fucking money in Iraq and got nothing in the end, and we still can't fucking influence the political situation in Iraq?" Old Tang said with wide eyes.

"I'm sorry, I think so." Tom Shannon sighed. He was the acting Secretary of State and had only been on the job for less than a month. This matter had nothing to do with him.

"Fake!" Old Tang yelled: "Fake, O Heizi, this is an idiot who only tells stupid jokes. He is nothing else and will only waste taxpayers' money!"

Heizi and Old Tang had a long-standing feud. Heizi often mocked Old Tang when he was still in office.

In May 16, at the press conference in the White House (White House Cross Talk Conference), he publicly told reporters: "People say that when Old Tang became president, he lacked diplomatic experience. But to be fair, he has seen many people over the years. There are a few foreign leaders, among them Miss Sweden, Miss Argentina and Miss Azerbaijan."

After scolding for a while, Old Tang brought the topic back, "Okay, let's talk about the mess left by this idiot. Are these three alliances supported by the Iranians?"

"No, only Hadi Amiri's Fatah alliance is supported by Iran. The first is anti-American and anti-Iran and has been listed as a terrorist organization by us. The third is domestic conservative forces."

"Ha, that's great. I thought we spent so much money and finally brought Iraq into the arms of Iran." Old Tang complained, and then continued to ask: "In addition, terrorist organizations can also participate in the election. No, who made this fucking bullshit system?"

Everyone looked at each other. In 03, George W. Bush was in office. After the war, a sectarian decentralization system was established. The Prime Minister was a Shiite, and the President and Speaker were run by a Kurd and a Sunni respectively. And because the country was still in a war-torn state, there was no It is not possible to hold a nationwide presidential election without manipulating the votes. Therefore, in the end, members are elected first, and then the members choose the president.

(equivalent to our election)

Since there are many warlords in the country, wars continue, and the country cannot be said to be divided, for example, as long as Sadr does not run for parliament, there is no reason to stop him.

"Okay, I can tell by looking at your expressions." Old Tang waved his hand, "Then tell me, what about the Kurds and Sunni factions we support? It's impossible not to get any seats, right?"

"Of course not. In fact, the Ye faction occupies about three-sevenths of the seats in the parliament, far from half. The Kurds and Suns occupy more seats, but they are divided into many small parties. And there is no alliance, so..." the Secretary of State said while flipping through the information, but the flipping movement suddenly paused, "Well, there is an uncertain factor in the report."

"Uncertainty, haha, I like this word. No one understands uncertainty better than me. At first, I was not optimistic that I would stand out in the party." Old Tang clapped his hands and laughed and said: "I bet, what you are talking about is not true. The determining factor is going to be the key to this break, come on, let me see.”

"Faisal, born in..."

"To tell the important point, how many divisions does he have!" Old Tang interrupted the old man.

"According to the analysis of the intelligence department, the number of seats he can get is uncertain. It is between 20-60. If the highest value is taken, he is likely to be the final winner."

"Listen, everyone, listen, what I said, no one knows better than me!" Old Tang laughed, "Then why are his ups and downs so big? Oh, by the way, the most important thing is that he is our Someone?"

The Secretary of State looked through the information. He had never seen this information before. He was in charge of foreign affairs. Every day, the five gangsters and Europe were the focus. There were so many countries in the world, how could he have the energy to pay attention to every country?

"Have you finished reading?" Seeing that the Secretary of State did not speak for a long time, Old Tang urged.

"It's a bit complicated." Tom Shannon sighed, "He used to listen to us, but now... maybe it's China? Who knows!"

"As for why the gap in votes is so big, just a month ago, he captured the capital of Salahuddin Province, and then launched a tax-free policy to bribe the people at the bottom. Recently, he has been expanding his territory, and the speed is very fast. If he continues With this momentum, he is likely to take control of a province independently before the election, become one of the most powerful people in Iraq, and be able to stand for election himself."

"What do you mean it used to be ours, but now it might be China's?" Old Tang was unhappy on the spot, "Are you still going to tell me that his name is Oilfield!"

"What the hell are we spending so much money on to fight Iraq? Is it just to give everything to the empire in the east?"

"Stupid Ou Heizi!" After scolding for a while, Old Tang picked up the document and read it himself. Others in the conference room looked at each other, and no one wanted to get into Old Tang's troubles.

"Oh my god, what did I see? The public trial actually happened in Iraq? I thought it was the empire in the east." Old Tang threw the report directly on the table, "Okuyoko, this idiot, he has been around for a thousand years, and he didn't even notice it. , did your child call someone else’s father?”

"Well... the report said that they have been paying attention to this trend for a long time. They want to see what the reaction will be after the combination of red and religion. They regard this as a large-scale social experiment, so that in the east..."

"Needless to say, I don't want to hear that. I just know that they screwed up now. Now I'm the president. Listen to me. Kill him and let our people take over everything. I don't want to see Iraq out of our control." ." Old Tang has always been a tough and decisive person, especially when it comes to foreign affairs.

Tough, cold, and never show mercy!

After snorting coldly, Old Tang continued: "Americans should celebrate that it was me who won the election this time, not the donkey party who only talks about it."

"No one understands the cruelty of war and the money it consumes better than me. If it were Okurizi, he would only think of sending troops to reoccupy Iraq and then spending tens of billions of dollars in taxes. But I am different. One shot is worth 0.5 U.S. dollars. Bullets can easily take care of all this!"

"Okay, next topic, we have wasted too much time today."

Faisal is a figure in Iraq, but in the eyes of the President of the United States...

Neither its political status nor its economic status ranks among the top 50 in the world. A parliamentary election in such a small country is just a preview, and it is only worth so long.

It’s not a question of whether you can afford it or not, time is limited!

……

"I fucking knew it!" He decided to take it one step at a time, and finally the task came to John.

As a spy organization, the CIA must be the main participant in assassinations, and as the person in charge of the Middle East in Iraq, John is the natural person in charge.

Damn Wang Zhen, I mentioned this to you over 200 fucking chapters ago, but you just didn’t listen, now let’s get over it!
Damn it!
I have tried my best to downplay what the Democratic and Peace Party did in the internal report, but the result is still the same!
In fact, those things did not fall into Old Tang's eyes at all.

"So, what are you going to do?" Bevin smiled and looked at the somewhat frustrated John.

As the top military commander in Iraq, he must cooperate with the action.

"You are still smiling, what a good partner!" John gritted his teeth. In just one year of cooperation with Wang Zhen, he earned several times more extra money than he had in the previous decades combined.

In John's eyes, Wang Zhen is his half-brother!

Now that he wanted to personally destroy the career created by his closest brother, his heart ached!
It hurts very, very much!
Originally, Faisal, Wang Zhen, and John represented Iraq, China, and the United States respectively. The three points formed the most stable triangle and gained a lot of benefits. Now that one corner is missing, what will happen to Wang Zhen and his glorious defense? Aren't you going to die?

Wang Zhen is doomed, wouldn’t he, John, suffer heavy losses!

It hurts very, very much!
"What can I do? They went too far and even held a public trial." Bevin spread his hands and said, "Why didn't you stop him?"

"I don't know!" John rolled his eyes, "Their movements are very covert and fast!"

"He's too arrogant." Bevan shook his head and said, "Are you going to tell him?"

"No!" John answered simply, "I know that guy very well. Although Wang is cruel, ruthless, and vicious, he is actually a good person and a very emotional person. If I tell him, he will definitely do it for If you do something irrational to keep Faisal, you will definitely be dragged into the water."

"I don't want him to go down the road of no return!"

"Irrational? Why are you irrational? Do you think you can still fight against the US government if you give him back?" Bevin looked at John in surprise.

"Why not." John snorted coldly. "It's very simple. Just learn from Sadr, reduce public activities to the outside world, don't come out to run for elections, and just be the controller behind the scenes."

"We can assassinate Faisal, but we can't launch an attack on the areas occupied by the Democratic and Peace Party, right!"

"As long as it waits until the parliamentary elections are over, the Democratic and Peace Party can become the top three political parties in Iraq. As a party leader, how many people at the top of Iraq can assassinate the top people of a country?"

"The impact caused by that is completely different from what it is now, unless our new president wants to stage another 'washing powder' incident!"

Facts have proved that Mr. Tang is the one who can do such a thing. In March 2020, drones and hellfire killed Iran’s second-largest figure Qasem Soleimani...

"Okay, you're right, so that's it for today, don't cause us any more trouble." Bevin clapped softly, admitting that he was indeed not good at politics.

"Of course, don't worry, I will find a way to get Wang Zhen out of Iraq by then. By the time he finds out, the matter will be over." John knocked on the table with an extremely serious expression on his face.

Those are my closest siblings! (End of chapter)