Li Ruomo didn't even have time to talk to Vivian in a hurry back to China, she came here for a few hours, but she got what she wanted, and even a lot of it was too terrifying, on the return plane, Li Ruomo couldn't believe that Canglong actually made such a bold plan.

If it was before, I'm afraid that even Li Ruomo didn't believe that Canglong could succeed, but now Canglong has the foundation for success, which is Iraq, and the powerful Prophet Army.

Basra Military Academy.

At this time, this military academy built by Canglong himself has become the dream school of the new Iraqis, because everyone who goes out of here has become the backbone of the Prophet Army, and the dream of many Iraqis is to enter this military academy for further study, where the best military experts from Russia and China give lectures.

Jabbar is one of them, as one of the first cadets of the Basra Military Academy, Jabbar's heart is full of emotion, he has seen Iraq from a poor and occupied country to a new life, and now he has walked to the streets of Basra, looking at the comfortable life of the people, he can hardly believe that five years ago the streets here were full of bullet holes, and people's eyes were full of despair played by fate.

And now Jabbar sees the whole of Basra changing, and he can see this huge change just from the eyes of the people.

He still remembered that when the Badr Brigade was converted into the Prophet's Army, he faced the Prophet alone, but the Prophet told him that he should be in school at that age instead of dying with a gun.

At that time, he was puzzled, he did not understand the use of reading, the life and death of Iraq, he was a man, and he had to shed his last drop of blood to defend this country.

However, the Prophet categorically rejected his request for sacrifice, and in the months that followed, he and many children of the Badr Brigade were sent to the Basra Military Academy.

Five years later, Jabbar watched the new Iraq grow, he was only twelve years old at the time, and now he is seventeen years old, and in the Basra Military Academy he learned a lot of things that he would not have dared to think of before, and at that moment he realized that knowledge can really change fate.

He also understood why the Prophet had to send him to the Basra Military Academy, and that he should not join the army until he was eighteen years old.

Throughout the new Iraq, there are many worshippers of the Prophet, but Jabbar believes that he worships the Prophet more than anyone else, and if it were not for the Prophet's words "You are the hope of Iraq's future", I am afraid that Jabbar would not have studied at the Basra Military Academy for five years.

Watching the Prophet's army defeat the coalition army, assault Iran, shock Kuwait, and finally the bloody battle of the US 1st Armored Division, Jabbar was full of blood but very lost, and he certainly hoped that he was on the battlefield at that time.

He also wanted to be like the predecessors of the Prophet's Army and shed his blood for the country, but unfortunately because of the Prophet's words, he did not become a deserter at the Basra Military Academy.

When the new Iraq was established, Jabbar was a little disappointed, because there was no more war, and the country was moving towards a prosperous, strong and peaceful development path.

Jabbar was both fortunate and a little disappointed, glad that the Prophet had fulfilled his promise to give all Iraqis a bright future, but disappointed that he had not shed a single drop of blood in the war for nation-building.

While he was hesitating, Prime Minister Vivien issued a reform decree for the nation's construction, and they were about to work with their former enemies and current friends to build a prosperous economic zone, with Kuwait joining, Iran joining, Chinese friends joining, and Russian friends joining.

As a future graduate of the Basra Military Academy, Jabbar fell in love with it, he didn't hesitate, even in peacetime, he could fight for the country, a battle that didn't require spilling blood, but was more effective than defeating the enemy on the battlefield.

Jabbar decided to stay and not enter the army, he hoped to teach what he had learned to his compatriots who were about to enter the Basra Military Academy in the future, and the most profound sentence he experienced in the military academy was that the strength of a person is only one person, and the strength of a country and a nation is the strength of all.

This sentence is the motto of the Basra Military Academy, and it was also inscribed by the Prophet himself, and Jabbar is about to fight for this sentence, so that this country, this people, in culture and education, is truly strong.

Abdul-Jabbar became the youngest instructor in the school, looking at the officers who had been on the battlefield and came to the military academy for further study, Abdul-Jabbar was both lucky and disappointed, lucky that he could make these people his students, and disappointed that he did not contribute to the founding of the country.

Abdul-Jabbar had many difficulties in teaching, he respected the officers who came from the battlefield, but those officers did not necessarily respect him, and he was only seventeen years old, who would want to listen to a seventeen-year-old boy lecture?

Despite the usual taunts and invectives in class, Abdul-Jabbar persisted, believing that what he was saying would sooner or later make these people come to their senses.

But in fact, the situation is getting worse and worse, and if it weren't for Prime Minister Vivian's visit and scolding the officers, I'm afraid his situation would have been even worse.

Since then, the officers have not dared to laugh at him, but he could not stop the officers, who were much older than him, from sleeping in his class, which he felt was not worth it.

At first, he endured it, he thought that these people would be convinced sooner or later, but as time passed, his class became the best rest room for officers, and some people even openly fought landlords in class (since the coup d'état, Vivian and several others fought landlords in the Capitol, this game has become popular throughout Iraq)

Abdul-Jabbar couldn't take it anymore, he picked up the blackboard eraser, threw it at the officers, and hit one of them in the face, and said indignantly: "Don't you know how precious your opportunity is? How many people in Iraq want to go to the Basra Military Academy, but you are playing poker here, are you worthy of the prophet, worthy of the prime minister, worthy of the people who are building for the strength of this country? ”

Abdul-Jabbar didn't know why he had the audacity to smash these people, but he was really angry at the moment, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and what he was most angry about was that these officers were actually wasting time in class.

The officers seemed to be stunned, in this class, the lowest rank is a second lieutenant, the highest rank is a colonel, and the colonel who took the lead in playing cards happened to be the one who was smashed by Abdul-Jabbar, and Abdul-Jabbar had the rank of second lieutenant because he studied here, so that people who have military ranks without going to the battlefield are very despised in the Prophet's Army.

Although Abdul-Jabbar moved out of the prime minister and the prophet, which made them very jealous, Colonel Clark was extremely indignant, what level was Abdul-Jabbar, what level was he, this kid was so bold that even he dared to smash it, isn't this against the sky?

Clark immediately angrily walked up to the podium, wanting to teach Abdul-Jabbar a lesson, but he thought that Abdul-Jabbar would dodge, just teach him a little lesson, and save face, but he found out that he was wrong, Abdul-Jabbar was not afraid of him at all, although he was small, but Abdul-Jabbar glared at him angrily.

This determined look made Clark feel a little hairy in his heart, he was a subordinate of General Black and a member of the Heroic Panzer Division of the Prophet's Army, but he had never seen such a determined look in the eyes of the enemy, and now he actually saw it in a young instructor at the Basra Military Academy.

A person with this kind of eyes is worthy of his admiration, but at this time, everyone is looking at him, if there is no indication at all, how can he lead troops in the future, and what face does he have to say that he is a person from the heroic armored division?

Honor told him that even if he was punished, he could not disgrace the heroic armored division, and he could not disgrace the black general.

"You kid dare to reprimand me, where were you when I was fighting the Alliance Army? Where were you when I was fighting the Iranians? Where were you when I was fighting the Americans in a tank? Clark's face was cold, and when he talked about these achievements, his heart was full of pride, "You are a rookie, and you are also worthy of teaching me?" Fuck off! ”

As he spoke, Clark kicked Abdul-Jabbar, perhaps because of Clark's words, which reminded Abdul-Jabbar of his inner shortcomings, he was so stunned, and he didn't dodge in the face of Clark's kick.

Clark was a man from the Panzer Division, an officer, and an even more burly figure, so he was kicked out by Abdul-Jabbar directly.

Watching Abdul-Jabbar kick out and crash into the wall, everyone had a smile on their faces, they couldn't get used to this guy for a long time, at such a young age, and he had never been on the battlefield, what qualifications did he have to be their instructor?

Clark looked at Abdul-Jabbar's painful face, but he didn't step forward because everyone was looking at him.

"Boy, your eyes will brighten up a little in the future." Clark clapped his hands and prepared to go back to fight the landlord.

But at this moment, no one expected Jabbar to endure the pain and stand up again and say: "Even if you beat me to death today, I won't let you desecrate the Basra Military Academy, and I won't let you waste your time here taking advantage of the opportunity that others dream of in vain, you get out of here!" ”

Clark and the other officers didn't expect Abdul-Jabbar to be so tough, and this alone was enough to make them admire, but they were also very indignant, if it wasn't for the request of the General Staff, they wouldn't have come here to further their studies.

"Listen to me, and if you dare to provoke me, I'll take you," Clark walked over and lifted Abdul-Jabbar up.

But before he could finish speaking, another voice came from the door: "What do you do to him?" ”

Hearing this, everyone looked at the door, and their faces suddenly changed greatly, they didn't expect this person to come to Basra Military Academy.

But Clark didn't know, turned around, and blurted out: "Just die"

Before he could say the last word, he swallowed it back, and he didn't expect that the person standing at the door and saying this sentence was actually a prophet