I want to be a warlord

"We swear to only believe in life and Muhammad. We pray towards Mecca five times a day. God tells us that we are equal, free and friendly..."

"I think the government should recognize and grant the people three rights, which represent the nation, civil rights, and people's livelihood."

"The government should recognize and respect the customs and habits of different ethnic groups instead of forcing changes. People have the right to enjoy a better life. The government should put people's livelihood first in its work and should not allow war to affect people's livelihood. The government should respect the people rights, rather than ascribing all rights to yourself!”

"So, what is civil rights?"

"Our government must first understand that legislative power, executive power, and judicial power. These three rights are called indirect civil rights. They are rights given to the government by the people to exercise on behalf of the people. They are not rights that they have as a matter of course and use indiscriminately."

"On this basis, the people should also have direct civil rights, that is, the right to vote, the right to be elected, and the right to impeach..."

"The government should give the public the right to compete for officials fairly, rather than relying on connections and so-called preferences to choose them casually. Based on the principle of fairness, justice and openness, officials should be selected through examinations instead of..."

While Faisal was delivering a loud and eloquent speech, two Switchblade 300s quietly flew over the venue.

The stable electronic pan/tilt controls the front and side dual-view EO cameras to zoom, and the IR nose camera quickly locks on the target, Faisal on the rostrum.

"The drone has completed locking, please give instructions."

"Start bombing!" Bevin ordered.

The command was transmitted directly to the Switchblade 300 in the sky through the GPS system. The drone rotated lightly in the air, with its nose downward, automatically aimed in the direction of Faisal and then dived down quickly.

The drone continued to accelerate, and its speed quickly accelerated from 110 kilometers per hour to 160 kilometers per hour.

To the naked eye, only a thin blue-black line could be seen crossing the air and hitting it diagonally.

On both sides of the rostrum, militiamen of the Democratic and Peace Party kept looking around with vigilance. Suddenly, a hurried shout came from the earphones, "Drone, protect sir!"

Without any daze, just like a conditioned reflex, the militiamen on both sides turned around and rushed towards Feisal.

On the contrary, Feisal subconsciously raised his head and looked at the swooping black line. He was slightly stunned. Before he could react, he felt that he had been hit hard by someone, and then there was a "boom" explosion. .

Fire shot up from the rostrum, and the shock wave rolled and spread in all directions, carrying fragments of boards and broken limbs.

Before the black smoke from the explosion dissipated, another black line swooped down and hit the black smoke.

"boom!"

There was another explosion, and black smoke billowed up again.

Only then did the people who came to attend the speech react from their astonishment. Exclamations, shouts, and curses came one after another, and the place became a mess.

The party leader was bombed!

The minds of the militiamen responsible for protecting the scene went blank. Their long-term training and sense of mission made them rush towards the place where the explosion sounded almost instinctively.

The explosion site was surrounded by militiamen. They were eager to know Faisal's situation, but long-term training told them that they could not be chaotic at this time and should be alert to a second attack.

Most of the people were facing outside, looking around with guns in hand, and forbidding any strangers from approaching, but from time to time they themselves looked back with nervous and worried expressions on their faces to look inside.

In the inner circle, a big hole was blown out of the bulletproof podium. Under the hole was a charred and broken body, with two people pressed under the body.

The militiamen carefully moved the bodies of their companions above them, and saw that the person below was still a militiaman. A black hole was opened in the militiaman's chest, and the metal jet produced by the missile penetrated the body armor of the militiaman.

Move the militia bodies away again, and Faisal is below.

The reason why he was sure was not that it couldn't be seen from his face, but from his clothes. Faisal's face was full of confusion at the moment. There was an obvious dent in his head when he was hit by shrapnel, and blood was pouring out.

Gently turning over Faisal, he found blood from all the orifices on his face.

Except for a piece of burnt black flesh on his back, there were no obvious injuries on his body, but his chest did not rise and fall, his breathing through his nose was very weak, and there was blood foaming from his mouth.

"Quick, call the doctor!"

"I'm coming, get out of the way, get out of the way!" Electromagnetic shouted, separating the militiamen and rushing in.

Yes, for safety reasons, at Wang Zhen's suggestion, the electromagnetic field will always follow them during the lecture tour. Firstly, they can receive timely treatment, and secondly, they are afraid that someone will choke them medically.

Two vans, one converted into a bulletproof RV and the other a field hospital!

Electromagnetic squatted beside Feisal, and just glanced at the depression on his head, his expression suddenly turned very ugly.

The skull was hit hard, the body suffered severe impact injuries, and he was already in critical condition.

"Quickly, take her to the hospital."

The two of them carefully lifted Faisal's body, stretched the stretched stretcher under his body, put him on the stretcher in the most gentle way, and quickly ran towards the van operating room under the escort of a group of militiamen.

The scene was now in chaos.

The militiamen had no intention of maintaining order. The reporters in the front row swarmed towards the protection put up by the militiamen, all wanting to take photos of Faisal's injured state as soon as possible!

During the campaign for the Iraqi Congress, the biggest dark horse, Faisal, who is currently the most powerful and expected to win the title of the largest party, was attacked by a drone while giving a speech in Baghdad, the capital of Iraq!

Big news, super big news!
If they could get first-hand information and report the accurate situation of Faisal, they would be on fire!Behind the reporters in the front row were supporters and admirers of Faisal who came swarming up.

These supporters are equally large, numbering in the thousands.

Some of them were natives of Baghdad, and some came from other provinces, but they never expected that during the climax of the speech, Faisal would be attacked by a drone!

As we all know, in the Middle East, under the influence of religion, this kind of worship is often extremely fanatical.

Witnessing their leader being bombed, the group's eyes were red, and they roared ferociously. Their chests were full of anger but they didn't know where to vent it.

They had no idea who attacked their leader, but out of habit, they immediately targeted the people of their old enemy Ye Faction.

If no restraint is imposed at this time, it can be foreseen that an attack on the Ye faction will inevitably occur.

This is not the most worrying thing. The greater hidden danger lies with the militias of the Democratic and Peace Party.

An armed force of 8000 people!
Once out of control, it will definitely be a chaos!
……

"The person was protected and carried away, and put into a van. Our people saw that the inside of the van had been converted into a temporary operating room."

John listened to the report of the people below and took a breath in silence. This made it impossible to confirm Feisal's condition immediately.

Turning his head to look at Bevin, Bevin had a look of surprise and helplessness on his face, "I didn't expect they were so well-prepared. This is as good as the President of the United States."

"Yes, according to the news from my people, that podium is specially made. It has a very high level of bulletproof resistance. Fortunately, the first switchblade shot was loaded with an armor-piercing warhead, otherwise..."

Bevin was also speechless, "The standard of the US presidential podium is not that high!"

Both of them are accustomed to using the President of the United States as a metaphor for this kind of assassination. After all, the number and danger of assassination of the President of the United States is the highest among leaders of all countries in the world!

none of them!

They are experienced...

Americans are also very tolerant of this kind of thing...

……

"What, drone bombing!"

"how is the situation?"

The news spread throughout Baghdad immediately, and embassies from various countries received the news, including Lao Hou, who had been paying attention to this matter.

"Damn!" Lao Hou cursed, sitting on the chair and looking up at the ceiling, "Too cruel!"

Due to the short time of the incident, no one has yet come forward to take responsibility for this incident, but Lao Hou immediately suspected that it was an American. After all, he is the biggest opponent in the country.

After being in a daze for a short time, Lao Hou immediately picked up the phone and informed the superiors, "It's just my personal suspicion. Without evidence, it may not be true. After all, this is too blatant."

"Haha, haven't they done enough blatant things?" The people above thought it was the most likely possibility. In 99, the other side dared to bomb our embassy. "Pay close attention to the follow-up development. By the way, watch Dianwang Town. Don't Make him do something irrational.”

"I know!"

……

"... No matter who it is, this kind of attack is an act of terrorism... While we deeply mourn Mr. Faisal, we also strongly condemn the perpetrators of this incident..."

The embassies of various countries immediately issued statements with similar wording and condemnation.

No matter who did it, condemning it is politically correct.

At the same time, the embassy also sent text messages to all people in Iraq, warning everyone that the security index in Iraq has declined. Pay attention to safety recently, reduce going out, or leave Iraq.

……

Tikrit.

After party leader Faisal was attacked, Tikrit received the notification immediately, and immediately the entire Democratic and Peace Party system was thrown into chaos.

Faisal is the founder and everyone’s spiritual leader. If something goes wrong with him, how can others not panic!
After all, the organization was established only four years ago, and it has only been developing for two years. Moreover, many senior people have only been in the organization for about a year.

Although we have grown a lot in the past two years, if we want to convince everyone to take up the leadership of the Democratic and Peace Party, we still cannot find such people within the entire organization!

Hmm... maybe Wang Zhen is OK, but he is not here after all!
Especially since we are still at such an important stage of the election...

I don’t know how many people had little thoughts after hearing the news.

The organization's existence is still too short, and not everyone can be as selfless as Faisal!
……

There is a 4-hour difference between Baghdad time and Bangkok time. At this moment, Wang Zhen was having dinner when the phone at his hand suddenly rang, startling him... (End of this chapter)