In Baghdad, in the office building of the Korn Radial Defense Company, in the reception room, Wang Zhen and Faisal are drinking tea.

A large company with 7 people also found a long-term meal ticket, and now the building is no longer the previous grass platform team, and the sign is hung out openly.

"Faisal, you can't train more than 200 people at a time, so you can guarantee the results of the training, we don't have that many people."

"Okay, then." Faisal sighed a little distressedly, he was still a little anxious.

"Don't worry, the DPP is already the fastest-growing party in Iraq." Wang Zhen comforted.

"In the past, I started the Democratic Peace Party, and it was to make my life better, because at that time I didn't see the future of Iraq." Faisal took a sip of his teacup, put it down and leaned back on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling, and fell into memory.

"At that time, all I wanted was to come up with a set of theories, rely on the Americans, and then make a fortune through politics, so that I don't have to live a hard life again."

"You know, at that time, I actually had a goal, and my goal in life was to create a family, a Faisal family, so that my descendants could have a longer name and be proud of me!"

"It's good, it's a simple ideal, and many, many Chinese ideals are this." Wang Zhen said with a smile.

"But the problem is, God has sent you to me, prophet!" Faisal said with a smile: "At that time, you were still an employee of the Imperial Barrier, and the first time we met, I was very surprised, a soldier who only knew how to speak with a gun, knew so many things, haha, and then you saved my life, and taught me how to win sympathy with the media, how to get political investment from those big families, you took me down a base, and sent me to the big stage of Tikrit......"

Wang Zhen: "......"

Should I be happy?

"At that time, I thought that my life dream had been realized, that I was complete, that I was also a figure in the whole of Iraq, and that if I continued to develop step by step, a family named Faisal would be able to develop in Tikrik."

"But I never expected that the damn Ace Ace came, they were a group of madmen, demons, completely shattered my ideals, I ran out of Tikrit in disgrace, and the Democratic Peace Party was completely interrupted from its development, at that time, my idea was to take revenge and take revenge on Ace Ace!"

"At this time, you, my prophet, have appeared in a new identity, and perhaps, this is what God is telling me that the old me has burned to ashes, and that a new me will surely be reunited from the ashes, and a new Faisal will be born!"

"After talking freely with you, I suddenly realized that my previous thinking pattern was too small, I stood on the stage of Tikrit, but I only saw myself, and my eyes never stayed elsewhere, so when disaster came, I was confused, and my whole person was filled with hatred."

"When the old ideals were shattered, my eyes finally saw the whole picture of the world, and I saw thousands of Iraqis, who were like me in the past, struggling in life!"

"At this moment, I knew that God was watching me, and my goal in life should be to save them from the hell of Ace-Ace, so that there will be real peace in Iraq, and this ancient race will reappear on the world stage, instead of sinking in hell as it is now!"

"So, I'm really anxious, I'm not young anymore." Faisal turned his head and looked at Wang Zhen affectionately, "Prophet, help me!" ”

Wang Zhen pursed his lips, listening to Faisal's words, he really didn't know what to say.

I just want to make some money!

Why is it so hard to make some money!

Wang Zhen wanted to cry without tears, but he couldn't say anything, he controlled himself with a strong heart and showed a confident and sunny smile, raised his hand, and gently patted Faisal's shoulder, "You hold a steel knife, you ride a horse, and welcome the Americans and go to Ace, but after all the ups and downs are flattened, it becomes a big road, all the hardships and dangers, go to fight, get up and set off again, spring, autumn, winter and summer, all the ups and downs." ”

"Where is the road?"

"The road is underfoot!"

I couldn't bear it and didn't sing it, no, what am I talking about, Wang Zhen is crazy, if he hadn't grown up and was forced to listen to the leader's speech so many times, he would definitely not know what to say at this time!

"Now that you have found your way, don't be confused, don't be anxious, just like I told you before, be strong, perseverance, perseverance, perseverance, persistence!"

"Now, the whole DPP is looking at you, you are their guiding light, as long as you don't waver and keep going step by step, eventually you will find that your goal has been achieved."

"Strong, persevering, persevering, resolute, persistent!" Faisal repeated the slogan, and his expression suddenly became firm, "Yes, I am not strong enough, I am not strong enough, I already understand, Prophet!" ”

Wang Zhen: Really?

Are you sure you get the idea?

I don't even understand what I'm talking about!

Okay, so be it!

I really didn't want to say this, and I didn't want to hear this guy sigh about his life experience, so Wang Zhen immediately changed the topic.

"Now that you're determined, let's start with the first step."

"Prophet for advice!" Faisal stood up and saluted the king respectfully.

Wang Zhen really wanted to kick him, don't be so serious!

How do I know where to take the first step!

At this moment, Wang Zhen's mind turned quickly, looking for a template from the historical events he had seen before, which was still the most similar to the Republic of China.

If: Ace Ace is the invader.

Well: the Iraqi government is the Qing court.

Therefore: Hong Kong Island united with local patriotic intellectuals to establish the Hong Kong Island Xingzhong Association and plotted an uprising in Yangcheng!

What is it called?

This is called the golden horn and silver edge!

Wang Zhen clapped his hands and immediately said: "Baghdad, of course, is the political and economic center of Iraq, but it is also a place where all forces converge, foreign forces, domestic conservatives, opposition, terrorist organizations, local warlords, and forces are intertwined, and any action can attract the attention of all parties." ”

"It is precisely because of the convergence of forces from all sides that they contain each other, and no one can really develop, the future of the Democratic and Peace Party is not in Baghdad, what you need is a piece that is completely your own, can be planned and designed according to your own ideas, and there are no other external forces, or weak external forces as a base!"

"Even if it's poor here, even if it's weak here, it doesn't matter, the budding trees don't need much land to nurture them!"

"Prophet, are you talking about the West?" Faisal remembered what Wang Zhen had said.

"Yes, you look at the map." Wang Zhen took Faisal to the edge of the map, stretched out his hand and pointed to a place and said: "The west is vast and sparsely populated, almost all of them are deserts and Gobi, and resources are poor. ”

"Why don't the terrorists go south at most as far as Hleisier?"

"Just because, the barrenness here is that even terrorists can't look down on it!"

"However, no matter how barren Anbar province is, it still has a population of 1.5 million, although one million of this population are concentrated in the three cities of Ramadi, Habbaniyah, and Falluben, the provincial capitals near Baghdad, but in the west, along the Euphrates River, there are still more than 500,000 people, as long as the DPP eats all these 500,000 people, then the DPP has its own foundation, and no one can shake it."

"When the time comes, with the prestige of these 500,000 people, it is not a problem at all to push back the provincial capital Ramadi, although your population is small, but you are a clenched fist, starting from the bottom, they will firmly support you, and here, although there are millions of people, they are independent of each other, not under each other's control, and they can't resist at all!"

Faisal stood in front of the map, his eyes shining, and sure enough, a prophet is a prophet!

He had been focusing on Baghdad before, and although he had been reminded by Wang Zhen several times that he understood what it meant for the countryside to surround the city, he still firmly believed that he should stay in Baghdad, take root here, and finally decide everything in Baghdad.

Now it seems that although he has set his sights on ordinary people after being hit by Tikrit, he is still affected by the environment and his inherent thinking, and he has not really changed his thinking!

At this moment, I was awakened by the prophet!

Faisal turned around and looked at Wang Zhen with burning eyes, tears in his eyes.

This gaze, Wang Zhen looked awkward.

Just as he was about to say something to break this embarrassment, Faisal suddenly lifted his robe and knelt down.

Wang Zhen: Σ(⊙▽⊙"a

The whole person froze in place, completely stunned by Faisal's approach.

Faisal bent down, kowtowed to Wang Zhen's feet, and then raised his head slightly and kissed Wang Zhen's boots.

Wang Zhen was completely frightened, and suddenly collapsed, his mouth opened wide, his arms were open, and his muscles were tense, but he didn't know what to do.

I just feel the brain buzzing!

I want to help Faisal up, but I'm afraid that he will make some amazing moves, he's really scared at this time.

I've never experienced this!

Fortunately, Faisal didn't embarrass Wang Zhen anymore, straightened up, and got up from the ground.

"You, you ......" Wang Zhen swallowed his saliva and said very uncomfortably: "You are, what are you doing!" ”

"Prophet, you are my guiding light, shining on me, illuminating the DPP, illuminating the way forward for Iraqis, this is a tribute to the prophet." When Faisal spoke, the expression on his face was very sacred.

Wang Zhenda was speechless, and the facial features on his face were tangled together, "You don't want to do this, it's not okay, I'm just, I'm just ......"

I just want to make some money!

"I understand, I understand, what the Prophet has done for me, for Iraq, cannot be expressed by a simple tribute." Faisal said solemnly.

Wang Zhen: "......"

Okay, what do you like!

Damn, tired, destroy!

(End of chapter)