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Chapter 167 No accident, right?

Chapter 167 There won’t be any accidents, right?

Author: Brilliant fireworks

Chapter 167 There won’t be any accidents, right?

I simply went through it in my head, and it's actually not difficult.

As always, if we compare the current situation of Faisal to the Republic of China, Wang Zhen can find a development template for him by simply looking up the historical data at that time.

The current Faisal is somewhat like Mr. Zai Zhi in the early days, having just founded the Xingzhong Society in Honolulu.

That is, its concept has spread widely enough and has a certain mass base and high-level recognition, but this concept is still relatively loose and cannot exert its full power.

What did Mr. Zai Zhi do at this time?

Wang Zhen only needed to search and found that he proposed a slogan, "Drive out the Tartars and restore China", and he wanted to use this slogan to establish a federal government.

Iraq already has a federal government, and Wang Zhen does not think Faisal has this ability, so what is left is a reasonable slogan that can integrate the foundation laid previously.

Shouting slogans and so on, isn’t this something you have learned since childhood?

Wang Zhen just found a template and changed it.

After thinking about it, Wang Zhen coughed lightly and said, "It's time for you to unite some like-minded people."

"How to unite!" Faisal grabbed Wang Zhen's hand.

Wang Zhen broke away, picked up the cold coffee next to him and took a sip.

Faisal understood immediately, "I wonder how many guns and ammunition the King's Division can provide?"

"Ahem, can you not call me Master Wang?" Wang Zhen had a toothache.

"I understand, but this is my respect for Master Wang. Don't worry, I won't shout like that in front of outsiders." Feisal said solemnly.

Wang Zhen rubbed his teeth and said, OK.

"120 AKs, 100,000 rounds of ammunition, and 20 RPGs." Wang Zhen thought for a while.

RPGs can be bought directly from the Imperial Barrier. The price is actually not expensive. The normal price of the launch tube and warhead is about 1,600 US dollars. Of course, if it is smuggled into Iraq and sold to terrorists, the price will be at least five times that.

Of course, purchasing channels is a big problem, and there are only a few companies that can purchase goods through formal channels.

For example, Empire Barrier is a PMC company registered in the United States. It has also completed formal registration with NATO and has end-user qualifications. The MEU rules are in EAR§ 744.21. The full name of EAR is Export Administration Regulations, which means Export Administration Regulations.

This end-user qualification is extremely valuable. Having this qualification means that weapons and equipment can be purchased normally from arms companies belonging to NATO member states, and only after approval by the Iraqi government can they enter Iraq through customs.

This is the formal channel, everything else is smuggling.

At the same time, the end-user qualification has the qualifications for export, re-export, and transfer. Because Tejas Defense is registered in Iraq, it is eligible to obtain transfer items from the Imperial Barrier.

Of course, this transfer is limited, and the imperial barrier is PMC, which will not do arms business in Iraq.

It’s not that you don’t make money, it’s that you don’t dare to cross the line, unless the imperial barrier wants to start a war with those arms dealers!

In the same way, there are only a few loopholes that Wang Zhen can take advantage of. Including the ordinary bullets in this transaction, he is ready to let Shovel go directly to the US military airport to purchase them.

Wang Zhen sold part of the arms to Faisal because Faisal's group had the designation of the Iraqi Defense Forces, otherwise he would not have dared.

There are many twists and turns here, such as the arms business and so on. Wang Zhen can only feel itchy in his heart, but he doesn't have the strength to touch it at the moment.

But what Wang Zhen didn't know was that this had already attracted the attention of some people.

"No problem, just go with the last price!" Feisal agreed in one breath, looking quite wealthy.

This is no longer the past. In the past, a certain Mr. Huang, who did not want to be named, had to draw 70% of the blood. Faisal had been living in a tight situation, but now that the contract with Mr. Huang has ended, the Democratic and Peace Party is now not in short supply.

money.

Besides, Instructor Wang once taught him that if you don’t want your children, you won’t be able to trap the wolf; if you don’t want your wife, you won’t be able to catch the gangster!

Wang Zhen gave a thumbs up, coughed slightly, and said seriously: "The terrorists have launched an extremely cruel white terror rule in the ruled area. They try to bind everyone spiritually and everyone's soul.

, and those who cannot withstand the temptation and test will eventually be destroyed, taking their families, relatives and friends with them into hell!"

"So, how to fight against the soul-shackles from terrorists? We need a strong will, a resolute soul, a persevering heart, a resolute resistance, and a spirit of perseverance!"

"Strong, perseverance, perseverance, determination, perseverance!"

"Only by keeping these five pillars in your heart and arming yourself with them can you maintain your purity under the rule of white terror, and one day be able to see the light again!"

"God is guiding us. When you get up, when you eat, when you go to bed, and before making any decision, silently shout the slogan "Five Cores" in your heart. God will give you guidance and let you see the way forward clearly.

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"As long as we persist in exercising our spiritual will, we will eventually defeat the terrorists and achieve final victory!" As he said this, Wang Zhen waved his arms fiercely.

"Strong, perseverance, perseverance, perseverance, perseverance!" Feisal's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he kept mumbling, "Five strong points, good, good!"

"This is the guidance God gives to His people, and it is the only way to overcome the test." Faisal slapped his thigh hard, "Okay!!"

"Master Wang, you must be the reincarnation of a prophet. You came here specifically to save Iraq, right? You were sent by God to guide me, right?" Faisal stood up suddenly, grabbing Wang Zhen's shoulders and shaking them.

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Wang Zhen: What the hell...

Faisal looked at Faisal, whose face was flushed and his whole body was shaking with excitement, quite speechlessly. "Can you please stop being so excited?"

Besides, you don’t really believe it, do you?

No way?!

Yes, whether others believe it or not, Faisal believed it himself.

Master Wang is his life mentor, sent by God to guide him, and he, Faisal, must be the prophet who guides the Iraqi people out of their predicament and back to the light!

In just a few seconds, Faisal evolved himself!

After all, they grew up in a strong religious atmosphere. Their worldview is full of mystery, and everything can be linked to God.

In a vast sea of ​​people with a population of more than 6 billion, why did he meet Wang Zhen?

How many Chinese people are working as PMCs abroad? How many Chinese people can meet him and guide him the way forward? Using mathematics to calculate, what is the probability?

Endlessly small!

But they met, and Wang Zhen lit the way for him!

What is this if not God’s guidance?

No one can do this, only God!

As for Master Wang's request for benefits, he is telling him that they understand that it is hard-earned, and that everything comes at a price and is not something to be gained for nothing!

That will only make him a loser!

At this moment, Faisal felt the gaze from God and was bathed in God's glory. No one could stop him!

He will definitely and will break through the darkness!

"Master Wang, I'm leaving." Feisal looked at Wang Zhen firmly, with an unprecedented resolute expression on his face, "I can't waste time here anymore, I won't let Master Wang down, and neither will God."

Wrong person!"

"Someone will contact you tomorrow for material transactions."

After saying that, Faisal turned and left.

Looking at the tall back, Wang Zhen raised his hands, his expression gradually distorted.

No...there won't be any accidents, right?

It won't cause any big trouble again, right?

"ε=(ο`*))) Oh" Wang Zhen sighed heavily, damn, I just want to make some money, I really have no other intentions!

Why is it so difficult?

Ah, why is it so difficult!

There are no normal people out there!

Just as Wang Zhen was sitting there lamenting, the door to the room was pushed open, and five people, Donkey and Shrapnel, walked in from the outside.

"What happened?" the donkey asked loudly as soon as he entered the door.

"What the hell?" Wang Zhen looked confused.

"I mean, what did you say to Feisal just now? How...how..." Donkey tilted his head and thought for a long time, not knowing what to say.

"Why does Faisal seem to have sublimated? His state is very strange." The poet added.

"Ah, yes, it's sublimated!" Donkey sat down and slapped his thigh hard.

"What exactly happened?" Wang Zhen spread his hands and asked, "Tell me clearly."

"When we came in just now, we happened to meet Faisal leading people away. The guy saw us and gave everyone a hug." Guo Jingyun said: "He patted each of us on the shoulder, and then used an extremely envious tone.

He said, you are so lucky to be able to follow Master Wang, you should cherish this moment and this opportunity, and follow Master Wang well, you will be remembered by history."

"The light of God is shining upon you!"

Wang Zhen: "..."

Is Faisal going crazy?

"So, what exactly did you say to Feisal?" Donkey tilted his head and looked at Wang Zhen, "You don't have to admit it, you must have...how did that word say, cheating, yes, it is cheating!"

"I didn't say anything, he was sick!" Wang Zhen stood up and shook his head violently.

Everyone looked sideways at Wang Zhen, you are so cunning, it doesn't look like you didn't say anything.

"He must be immersed in some kind of religious thought. Well, no matter what happens in the future, it has nothing to do with me, no!" Wang Zhen said viciously.

That guy doesn't come up with any weird religious ideas, does he?

Wang Zhen couldn't help but think about it.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about him anymore, let's get down to business. I sold all those AKs to Faisal. He gave me a very high price, $4,000 for each AK, $200,000 for 100,000 rounds of ammunition, and 20 RPGs.

, 70,000 US dollars, the total price is 700,000 US dollars." Wang Zhen forcibly changed the subject.

"Wow, this guy is so rich! I love Faisal!"

Donkey and the others immediately forgot what had just happened.

Whether Faisal is sick or not has nothing to do with them. Only the U.S. dollar is real.

Only Guo Jingyun touched his chin and looked at Wang Zhen. He knew very well how terrible things like thoughts were!

(End of chapter)


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