Chapter 163: Faisal's Light
Tomatoes and watches to share the loot or something were rejected at first.
After all, they are not the people of Glorious Defense, and besides, staying to fight the terrorists is more for the purpose of avenging their comrades.
A bunch of broken AKMs, it's useless to give them to them, there are no channels, you can't sell them at all.
Before they did the task, they didn't bother to bend down and pick up this kind of garbage.
Broken AK, part of it is Iranian goods, part of it is Pakistani railway goods, and only a small amount is Eastern European goods.
The bullets were simply not picked up, and there were basically Arabic letters, which were not dared to be used at all.
The worst thing in this is the goods of Pakistan, the real handmade works, there is no problem with the appearance at all, and there is no problem with the accuracy, the problem is the raw material...... In particular, it is made of civilian steel imported from the east, and the barrel is an ordinary seamless steel pipe.
But Wang Zhen was too enthusiastic, and the two could only reluctantly accept it, with little money, more than $4,000 per person.
"My name is Nate Bradley, you can call me Knight." Tomato introduced himself again, whether it is a PMC or a mercenary, it is not recognized by you, and it will not say its name.
Of course, it could also be a pseudonym.
"My name is Aiden Shelton, you can call me Aiden." The watch also introduced itself.
Employees of a security company in the United States called Qassem, whose main business is to provide bodyguard work for people.
After this tribulation, the relationship between the two sides has become a lot closer, Wang Zhen's idea is very simple, the two of them are not bad, in case they are unhappy in the original company, they can come to him, in his place, the income is much higher.
If you have dates or not, it doesn't matter if you don't make a difference.
Walter moved quickly, and the next day, a group of people came from Baghdad.
There were journalists, there were heads of construction companies, there were employees, 4 cars, more than a dozen people.
A small donation ceremony was held here, and at the same time, the disaster company posted an advertisement for construction workers, and the news spread.
After the donation ceremony, Walter swaggered away, and Wang Zhen and others were in charge of escorting.
In fact, on the way back, the probability of problems is really small, and there is another terrorist leader's sphere of influence, which does not belong to each other.
Walter sat in Wang Zhen's copycat armored car, chatting all the way, and the two also analyzed the reasons for the attack.
Walter believes that someone deliberately leaked his whereabouts, and the terrorists felt that if they could catch him, they could use it to threaten a big man in the US Department of Homeland Security and obtain some benefits, even if he was killed on the spot, it didn't matter, and posting an online video would definitely cause a huge sensation, which was much more effective than killing a few hostages.
"The logic of terrorists is different from ours, in their perceptions, the greater the sensational effect, the more they can make a name for themselves, show their abilities, and attract more 'brothers' to their great cause." Walter said.
"I remember that the main members of the terrorists are from this local area, and they were brainwashed through ZJ?" Wang Zhen asked.
"Because of the threat of terrorist attacks, the Department of Homeland Security has a research institute dedicated to terrorists, and according to the information over there, this kind of local brainwashing through ZJ brainwashing to join the terrorist organization is generally only the bottom, equivalent to ordinary soldiers, they may be fanatical enough, but their ability is not good, and those who come from thousands of miles away to join the terrorist organization because of propaganda are stronger in terms of faith and ability." Walter said.
"Ha, I didn't expect them to pay attention to a foreign monk who can chant scriptures." Wang Zhen couldn't help laughing, "As for those who came here, they are all complimented by saying that stinky fish and rotten shrimp are coming." ”
"That's true." Walter didn't get Wang Zhen's laughter, but said seriously: "Whether it is Iraq or Syria, since the beginning of the Iran-Iraq war, there has been turmoil for more than 20 years, and the grassroots education is basically completely paralyzed except for ZJ education, and you can imagine them as human beings 100 years ago in this regard." ”
"In Iraq, except for a few big cities that have mobile communication capabilities, they can't make phone calls, even in Baghdad and Erbil, the Internet is still a small part of the Internet, and the same is true in Syria, in this environment, what do you think they have grown up in the past 20 years and two generations?"
"They are like living on a backward and closed island, and the world in their eyes is nothing but ZJ is this small place around them, and they really have no ability to do more."
Wang Zhen: "......"
Well, it really is.
"In addition, the size of the influence in the outside world, how many brothers come to them, is the most direct manifestation of the ability of the leader in the eyes of those grassroots terrorists, and influence is also an important part of their source of funds, donations, some of these donations come from believers in other countries, and some simply come from some 'big families', what is the criterion for these big families to give money?"
"Terrorists are not a normal political complex, and there is no way to measure them in terms of GDP, land area, population, number of troops, etc., so all that remains is influence, or more accurately, how much of a sensation they create."
"That's why we think of terrorists as they always do crazy things that can't be explained." Walter explained to Wang Zhen.
Wang Zhen listened to this explanation, and felt a little abrupt, which solved a lot of things that he had not understood, "If this continues, this group of people will offend everyone sooner or later." ”
"That's for sure, both in the United States and in the international community are dissatisfied with the large number of U.S. troops stationed in Iraq and Syria, and it doesn't matter, then withdraw the troops." Walter smiled and shrugged, "Let them make trouble, make it so much that everyone can't stand it, and then they will beg us to send troops again." ”
Wang Zhen thought about it, and although he couldn't replace it with hatred in his heart, he still nodded in agreement.
Looking at the whole world, except for the five hooligans, other countries simply do not have the ability to station troops abroad.
And the lobster soldiers with the British Empire are vulnerable, the attention of the French Foreign Legion is on the land of Africa, Lao Maozi's economy is declining, and Ermao and the Caucasus region are holding back his troops, and the east only has the development of the economy in his eyes.
Therefore, the final result is already inevitable.
However, what does this have to do with Lao Tzu, I'm just an ordinary person who wants to make money to buy a house!
This topic is over, and Wang Zhen gossip about who wants to harm him.
Walter said that he didn't know, it could be his father's political enemy, or a friend, it could be his own rival, or it could be someone else in the family, who knows, just a little information that was unintentionally revealed, even if it was traced to the source, it was useless, and it could be misled to others, but fell into the calculations of the people behind the scenes.
That's politics, and sometimes there's no need to track it down at all.
In this regard, Wang Zhen deeply agreed, and praised Wal, this guy is really a natural political animal.
The children of politicians are politicians, and the children of workers are workers......
Arriving in Baghdad, Mr. Wang signed a contract with the other party's charity, and soon $300,000 was credited to his company's account.
We had a meal together, left each other's phone numbers and said goodbye.
According to Walter, he will also stay in the Middle East for a long time, and the charity work will not be finished, and he may need Wangzhen's help at some point.
Even if it is Walter's identity, there is no way to ask for help from the US military when he encounters problems, and the US military is currently stationed here with only more than 700 troops after a single increase, and it is useless.
Rested in Baghdad for the night, said to relax, go to the bar for a drink.
As a result, Guo Jingyun and the poet went, the donkey and shrapnel were thrown by Wang Zhen and taken to the hospital for a good examination, and Wang Zhen himself still had something to do.
In the resident office, Faisal arrived.
"Wang, I have finally seen you again, my spiritual mentor, my closest friend." As soon as he came up, Faisal gave Wang Zhen a big hug.
"Don't, don't mention any spiritual guide, those things you do have nothing to do with me." Wang Zhen was startled, his hands swinging like windmills.
Don't harm Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is afraid of death!
This guy has a security team of more than 30 people with him, and they are all downstairs at this time.
In the matter of Tikrit, Faisal did a lot of fanfare, which made the roots of the teeth of Ace's people hate him, and in just two or three months, he launched two suicide attacks on him.
I don't know if this guy's life has improved, and many people died in two suicide attacks, and he was only slightly injured.
Once shrapnel made a hole in the thigh, and once the eardrum was punctured by shock.
I don't know who I learned badly, obviously the injury was not serious, but this guy made himself like he was about to die, hanging his thighs at the end of the bed with a plaster cast, waving his arms with the same plaster, and being interviewed by reporters in the ward with an impassioned and hoarse voice, making an impassioned speech, attacking the ferocity and madness of the terrorists, and calling on the public to see the true face of the terrorists, and to launch a boycott with conditions.
This guy has made remarkable achievements, whether it is the US government, or the Kurdish president of Iraq has begun to vigorously support him, through the TV station to publicize, the current Faisal can be said to be the brightest boy in Iraqi politics during this time!
Rose to fame and again received large financial support.
Just look at the 30-person security team downstairs, not only is the spirit refreshed, but the equipment is also a shotgun.
Helmets, body armor, and tactical suits are all available, and the guns have been changed from broken AKs to M16s, and if they weren't for the faces of Arabs, at first glance I would have thought they were Americans.
Fei Al spoke about the experience of this period of time in high spirits, and everything was very detailed.
Well, it's kind of a bit of a presentation of results in front of a spiritual guide.
Developed do not show off in front of the teacher, such as brocade clothes walking at night.
"Master Wang, I came this time mainly to ask the teacher for help." Faisal looked at Wang Zhen with his eyes, "Recently, I have been confused, I have a lot of things in my head, but I don't know how to sum it up, and I don't know how to go further and let more people feel this power!" ”
"How do I know, I'm a PMC!" Wang Zhen's head shook like a rattle, this is too dangerous, and he must not participate in it!
"By the way, Master Wang, I want to expand the power in my hands again, but I lack a batch of arms, you see......"
Wang Zhen: "Ahem, it's not that we can't discuss it. ”
(End of chapter)