After eight hours of train, people were dizzy, and Tang Long felt for the first time that China's hard-seat cars were so comfortable, and when he arrived in Basra, Canglong didn't say a word.

There were already a few cars coming to pick them up at the train station, and it was completely different from the train station that Tang Long imagined, it was full of chaos.

He once saw a scene of Indonesians taking a train on the Internet, the train in Basra is probably the bad appearance in that picture, the train station is even more disorderly, a few policemen are lazily maintaining order, even if they see a thief with a thief's eyebrow, they don't want to care.

However, these thieves seemed to have long eyes, and did not do anything to them, because in the distance there were several big Iraqi men waiting for them.

After getting into the car arranged for them by General Badr, they left the railway station, and on the bus Canglong saw Basra was devastated, as the largest city in Iraq and the only outlet to the sea, the Venice of Iraq, which was once called Iraq, was now poor and backward, and starved everywhere.

The trauma of war can be seen everywhere here, children playing football in the streets covered in dust, white-collar workers working with low faces, occasionally a few Western faces, but also in a hurry, there are also wanderers lying on the ground covered in flies, who don't know and think it is a dead body, but no one cares about it.

"Before going to Basra International Airport, I want to ask you a question." Just as Tang Long was surprised by what he saw, Canglong suddenly spoke.

"What?" Tang Long hurriedly came back to his senses.

"Do you like war?" Canglong asked seriously.

I don't know why, Tang Long blurted out almost without hesitation: "I like it!" ”

Canglong didn't blame or appreciate, he just asked coldly, "What is the reason?" ”

"Because" Tang Long suddenly couldn't think of a reason, he looked for all the previous ideals and revenge about war in his mind, but now he felt that none of them met the reasons that Canglong wanted, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "I want to be a general, and the man is determined to kill!" ”

"Huh." Canglong didn't say anything, just smiled, and then turned around, "Since you like war so much, then you don't have to go back to China, here you can become a killer, but to become a general, it's still far away, and this is also your last choice, unless you die, even if you beg me ten thousand times, I won't send you back to China!" ”

Tang Long didn't know why Teacher Cang's tone suddenly became so cold and emotionless, could it be that he had said the wrong thing? But what did you say wrong? It's a boy who wants to be a general, and he also wants to fight on the battlefield and live that kind of life of drinking blood.

But when he thought about the environment in Iraq, and when he recalled what happened on the road to the airport, Tang Long wanted to vomit again, that feeling was so uncomfortable, he really wanted to leave this damn place, but now it seems that he has made the wrong choice, so he can't go back.

For a while, he suddenly felt a little frightened, because Mr. Cang was never scary, that is to say, unless he was really dead, he would never want to go back to China, as soon as he thought of this, Tang Long was excited: "No, I want to go back now, I have to go back now, you have no right to keep me here!" ”

Hearing this, Vivian, who was sitting next to Tang Long, said with a smile: "Aren't you kid going to be a killer?" But why do I think you're worse than a woman now? I'm scared just after experiencing this, what kind of psychological quality do you have? ”

"No, no" Tang Long tried hard to explain, but he didn't seem to find a reason to excuse himself, and finally said, "Killers are not so good, killers are the kind of people who come and go in the wind and rain, and they are assassinated easily."

"Poof" Vivien seemed to hear the biggest joke in the world, "Who did you hear that killers are easy assassins who come and go in the wind and rain?" ”

"Movie movie" Tang Longyi was speechless, lowered his head and stopped talking.

"The killers described in the movie are all processed through art, and a real killer must first get used to blood." Vivian touched Tang Long's head, "If you want to be a killer, you should learn how to be a man, and men have to pay for what they choose, and before you understand what responsibility is, you will always be just a little boy who likes to fantasize." ”

Subsequently, after entering the city of Basra, Tang Long did not say a word, and Canglong did not comfort him, in Canglong's heart, from the moment Tang Long said that he didn't want to study and wanted to be a killer, he had already made his own choice, and behind the choice there must be a price, if he was easily allowed to go back, I am afraid that it would be like this for the rest of his life, especially after the moment when he said that he liked war.

Contrary to what was expected, al-Badr, the most wanted American and Iraqi government, lived in a villa in the city of Basra, and the luxury contrasted sharply with those on Basra Street.

General Badr personally greeted Canglong, and when he saw this thin and gloomy general in a suit again, Canglong had a smile on his face, and General Badr was not the same hostility and coldness that he had when they first met, but in his gloomy gaze, there was a bit of gentle kindness, although this kindness would be misunderstood as ill-intention.

However, both sides didn't seem to care much, and Badr enthusiastically invited Canglong into the villa, and Canglong appreciated: "It seems that General Badr knows Chinese culture very well, and sure enough, the most dangerous place is still the safest place." ”

Badr smiled, smoked a cigar, and said: "If you want to understand Chinese culture, no one in the whole of Iraq can understand China better than Mr. Cang, and my ability, in the words of you Chinese, is just a surface!" ”

"Okay, then let's talk about business, the purpose of my visit, the general should be very clear, right?" Canglong cuts straight to the point.

"In the southern provinces, although I have some power, although the government army does not dare to do anything to me, but in the matter of the oil fields, I am afraid that I will not be able to make the decision." Badr said.

"What's in the way?" Canglong asked.

"The relationship here is complicated, and if you want to extract oil here, you can't do it alone unless the city is completely settled." Badr worried.

"What do you mean by stability?" Canglong asked.

"The government forces came second, mainly the Americans, but also the European countries and the Russians, and these are the key." Badr took a drag on his cigarette, "Basra is supposed to be the richest province, but it's a shame it's all this damn war!" ”

No one expected General Badr to hate war, but it is not surprising that Basra province has the most Iraqi oil, but since the Iran-Iraq war, Basra has been severely damaged, the port facilities have been closed, and many buildings in the refinery and the city have been destroyed.

In particular, during the 1990 Gulf War, the city of Basra was again severely devastated. Subsequently, due to the economic sanctions of the United Nations and the military strikes imposed by Britain and the United States, the economy of Basra was in dire straits, and even the production and supply of basic running water could not be maintained, and this former "Venice of the East" has become a "thirsty city".

After the U.S. invasion of Iraq, it became even worse here, and there was no such thing as a rich oil power, and although Saddam Hussein himself was to blame, it was the entire Iraqi people who paid the bill, so the anti-American sentiment in Basra was higher than that in other Iraqi provinces.

"What if I can get rid of the Americans?" Canglong smiled, "Wipe out all the factors that can dominate the construction here!" ”

"Impossible!" Badr blurted out, but he suddenly realized Canglong's words, "You just said that you want to build here?" Instead of oil extraction? ”

"Like you said, how can I extract oil here without a stable Basra?" Canglong smiled and said, "If you want to get it, you have to pay first, I know this very well!" ”

"Your idea is great, but who can you represent?" Badr was somewhat wistful, "China. Government? ”

"No, I can't represent any country, but I can represent myself." Canglong said calmly.

"Just yourself?" Badr was a little disappointed and reconfirmed, "There is no Chinese factor? ”

Canglong shook his head and said firmly: "It's just me, there is no Chinese factor." ”

"If that's the case, then I can only unceremoniously think that your idea is a fantasy, even if you are willing to fund the construction of this place, but the Americans can blow this place to the ground with a random reason." Badr shook his head, "We've tried many times, and it's basically all for nothing, when the British ruled here, they only needed oil, and they didn't care if it was poor or not!" ”

"That's why I say I represent myself, because there is no country in the world that can be forever friends with each other, but between individuals." Canglong said calmly.

"You and I can indeed be friends forever, because the first thing you think about when you come here is to build this place, not to talk to me about oil." Badr Yin Owl's face showed a little relief, but that relief made people feel helpless when they saw it, "Say, what are your plans, I have seen you bold, so I'm not afraid that you are doing something to break the sky." ”

"It's very simple, let's set up another government, throw the puppet government in Baghdad out of the way, and let the Americans guard that puppet and eat." Canglong's words and sentences are very vulgar, but the tone is serious, and people who don't understand it think that is an elegant word.

Despite the stormy experience and preparation, Badr swallowed his saliva, was very surprised, sighed, and only thought that Canglong was joking: "You are really unique, but if we set up another government, we will be beaten, beaten by the United States and its allies."

"If they want to fight, we will fight them until they dare not fight us, as for weapons!" Canglong smiled, "With my help, I will arm your army to be no less than the Americans!" ”

Hearing this, Badr had a burst of surprise on his face: "Really? ”

Canglong smiled and didn't speak