I want to be a warlord

Chapter 457 Reasons, Purposes, Means (Third Update)
"Change rooms." Wang Zhen didn't want to talk about these things in a room full of corpses and the smell of blood in the air.

There were still a lot of things to arrange, so he ordered Sadiq to send people to arrest all the people in the market. After those who resisted were killed on the spot, they would have their bodies disposed of.

Switching to the conference room, Wang Zhen, everyone at Guanghui Defense, including Lao Liu and Natalia, were all there. With so many things going on, it was just a good time to have a meeting to relax and unify everyone's thoughts.

Looking around, Wang Zhen's eyes fell on Natalia and said with a smile: "Natalia, if I don't fight hard, we won't even have a chance to leave Iraq. Golden Retriever and the others don't understand, what do you think? ?”

"You..." Natalia flipped her hair, thought for a moment, then pointed to her feet and asked, "Are you talking about the big market and other industries?"

"I knew you could understand." A smile appeared on Wang Zhen's lips.

"King, do you know how the Riddler died?" Donkey said, rolling his eyes.

"The Riddler is so angry with you idiots!" After scolding Donkey, Wang Zhen explained: "If we just slap our butts and leave now, of course that's fine, but what happens next?"

"Then..." Jin Mao frowned, as if he understood, but also didn't seem to understand.

“Then, the Iraqi government will confiscate the big market, real estate company, and Shining Farm, and issue arrest warrants. Then, several involved families will take over our industry from the government, singing songs and eating hot pot. , making money." Wang Zhen said coldly: "It will be difficult for us to find a place to start over, because all the Arab world will reject us, including those countries and regions that believe in Islam."

"Why!" Donkey slapped the table and almost jumped up, "Damn it, if you dare to take away my things, I'll fucking kill them all!"

"Why did you lose?" Wang Zhen sneered: "You lost and ran away. Of course, the winner has the right to divide the assets of the loser. As a loser, isn't it natural to be ridiculed and belittled?"

"Take the United States as an example. It defeated the British, divided the British property, and established the United States. In 1803, it used the third anti-French alliance to force Napoleon to sell the Greater Louisiana Territory for $1500 million. 260 With a land of 1819 square kilometers, the Spanish were forced to sign the Treaty of Florida in [-]. Later, they attacked Mexico many times and obtained large tracts of land.”

"There are countless similar examples. In Africa and Southeast Asia during the colonial period, it was natural for the victors to take everything from the losers. The Iraqi government could even communicate with banks and directly freeze all our assets in the name of illegal income."

"Of course, the bank will most likely not agree."

"But regardless of whether the bank agrees or not, guys, most of the money we have made in the past few years has been invested in the land of Bairvanai, and you can't take it with you!"

"In addition, when others come to your door, you don't even dare to retaliate. Do you want to tell them that they can continue to attack you? Anyway, the price you pay is just a leader."

"Someone attacked a US military base and were all killed by the US military. Should the US military retaliate at this time?"

"We will definitely take revenge!" Golden Retriever nodded immediately. News about retaliatory bombing of US dollars often appeared in the news here.

"Isn't it impossible to be implicated? Isn't it human rights? Isn't it the law? The attack was done by the attacker, what does it have to do with other people?" Wang Zhen asked with a smile: "Don't talk about the mastermind of the bombing, nonsense, can We would have killed them if we found them!"

If you attack HMS, you will fight HMS. What's going on if you bomb civilian areas and hospitals, causing thousands of casualties?

"Uh..." The golden retriever blinked, as if that's what happened.

"Golden Retriever, don't be stupid. Only the weak talk about laws and rules all day long, because this is their only protection. In fact, these countries themselves don't fucking believe it."

"The strong make rules for the weak to abide by, not to restrain themselves. How to prove whether an organization or individual is strong depends on its ability to break the rules. If you don't even dare to break the rules, why should others follow you? speak nicely."

"So, we have to fight them hard, tell these bastards who are coveting our assets, tell the Iraqi government that we are not fucking defeated yet, and they want to drive us out of Iraq, okay, it depends on how much you are willing to pay. The price is too many dead and injured!”

"Sadr was able to form the Walker Alliance and force the Iraqi government to agree, not because he is a good person, but because he has fought with the Iraqi government and the United States for many years. This is a position he has earned!"

"Just like when we helped Faisal fight terrorists before?" Golden Retriever asked thoughtfully.

"It doesn't make any difference. We need to let them know that if they want to devour us, be careful of breaking a tooth. Our revenge will be very violent. Only in this way can we force them to come to the negotiation table!" Wang Zhen said decisively.

"Then what? Hearing what you mean, we still have to leave?" Jin Mao asked with a frown.

"Basically, it's like this. As an extremely influential nobleman, Sadr has to compromise with the government. As outsiders, we can rule for a short time, but there is no foundation for a long time. This land has not been ruled by Europeans since ancient times. People have ruled before." Wang Zhen sighed, "This place is too exclusive. It won't take long. As long as the people here can live a stable life, some people will immediately question our beliefs."

"Neither the Sun sect nor the Ye sect will agree with a ruler who is a non-believer and of non-Arab blood. This fundamentally denies our existence."

"The U.S. government can't even handle them. I don't think I can."

"What do you mean, we have brought peace and prosperity, but they are against us?" Guo Jingyun suddenly said with an indignant look: "On the contrary, they supported us during times of war and chaos!"

"What the fuck is this!"

Wang Zhen laughed at himself, "This makes no fucking sense, but this is reality, and reality never makes sense."

"The people here need imams and imams. Once there is peace, they will jump out to pick fruits and use religious power. This has been a tradition for thousands of years. They can't kill all of them, even ordinary people who depend on us for food." People will also oppose us." Guo Jingyun couldn't understand and kept mumbling curses.

Wang Zhen explained with a smile: "If it was just to provoke the nobles and the government, I could kill Nasheed's people outside the city. The reason why I let them in is because I know their style, and they will definitely let the construction site Stopping work and shutting down big markets to show their authority, of course, it would be the same trick if it were anyone else.”

""I have to let all Bairwanai people know what these people will bring when they come. Bailwanai has been too peaceful in the past two years or so. Even these new immigrants, in this environment They will also forget what life was like before, I have to let them remember it again. "

"Not all places are as peaceful and stable as Bairvanai. Everyone can find a well-paying job and live in a big house!"

"The propaganda team that was originally established has been completely disbanded. Most of them are working in various regional government departments in Salahuddin Province. The propaganda positions we lost will definitely be taken back by the religious circles quickly. They only need to publicize that we brought it After the war, we used their land and real estate to harvest the hard-earned money of the Iraqis, propagating that we were capitalists, and that as long as we were driven away, these houses would be theirs and they would not have to spend a penny..."

Wang Zhen spread his hands and said, "Don't think that we can control those soldiers. Their families can also encourage them in turn. The people are forgetful. In fact, the people are very easy to encourage. All religions call their believers lambs, just because ordinary people There is no difference between people and sheep. When they gather together, a herd effect will occur."

"If we leave it alone, maybe for three to five days, maybe for half a month, we can only get out of here in despair."

"Uh, can't we cultivate another... puppet?" Lao Liu suddenly raised his hand and said.

"It's impossible." Wang Zhen shook his head, "When we met Feisal, he was in despair. We grew up together and trusted each other. This is not a puppet."

"Furthermore, throughout the history of China, there have been several puppet emperors, and those who account for a small proportion are either not qualified to sit in that position. Those who are qualified have ambitions."

"Do you think Ramsey would be willing to let us take command behind the scenes, or Majid would agree? If it were anyone else, they would be the first to jump out and fight us to the end!"

Wang Zhen looked around and said, "If you have any other ideas, please speak up. Now it's time for our group... ah, this is the most critical moment for the team."

Everyone rolled their eyes at the same time, what a gang, you must have never been a serious food delivery guy before!

Which food delivery guy is so good at marksmanship and so smooth-talking!

Tell me, which criminal gang is your kid?

Golden Retriever is now very suspicious that Wang Zhen broke in on purpose!
Seeing that no one had any other opinions, Wang Zhen handed over some tasks, mainly managing the soldiers in his hands, training, setting up defenses, and even restoring the external checkpoints.

"Remember, these soldiers cannot be allowed to have a leisurely time. They will think too much when they are free. They are not allowed to go home during this period. They must live at the base!"

"Okay, that's it."

"What about Walid's side? Aren't you going to kill their whole family?" Golden Retriever asked.

"How can such a thing dirty our hands?" Wang Zhen rolled his eyes, "We are good people. Do you understand good people?"

"I'm going to ask Sadiq in a moment. If he's willing, go ahead. If he's not willing, let Ramsey and the others search the house. The profits will be huge. They'll definitely be willing."

The golden retrievers pursed their lips, okay, we are good people!

Everyone got up and walked out, except Wang Zhen and Natalia who didn't move.

If Glorious Defense were to run away, it might not be able to hold on to the big market. The sale was a high probability event. As a person from Wangzhen, the new boss would not leave Natalia's management team behind.

"I'm sorry, Natalia, I didn't expect this." Wang Zhen leaned over and said. They came here not for money, but also helped themselves a lot, such as finding a cooperative ABN AMRO bank.

Natalia shrugged coolly, "I've been very happy in the past two years, and I've also gotten good training. This is something you can't have in the Netherlands. You don't have to be sorry for this."

"Have you thought about where to go after leaving Iraq?"

"What? What do you think?" Wang Zhen looked at Natalia up and down and asked with a smile.

"It would be too boring to go back to Europe." Natalia shrugged.

"No, the place we are going to must be a war-torn area, poor, backward, ignorant, and life must be difficult." Wang Zhen asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Haha, I have enjoyed the most luxurious life since I was a child. The so-called upper-class life is not attractive to people like us, so many people from wealthy families try their best to find excitement. It is very perverted. I don't want to become a pervert. I want to see a different world from the past 20 years or so." Natalia said with a free and easy look.

Wang Zhen was speechless for a while. I think your idea of ​​letting go of a good life but looking for punishment is perverted enough!

Of course, perhaps poverty limits one's imagination.

(End of this chapter)