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Chapter 18 Dreams

When moving, there are also people who have been discharged from the army, some have been declining, some have been rebellious, and some have been rebellious. However, as long as it is not hindered from the progress, the more the team becomes, the more pure and elite team it becomes. Lu Xun.

"Return to Baghdad - Go back to Baghdad!" Ibrahim Watban looked at the corpses everywhere and shouted excitedly. He did not expect anyone to dare to rob and kill him at this time. At the critical moment of strictly investigating the Saatu attack, this force dared to act.

Could it be that Kusai can no longer control the situation in his country, and the Ninth Division has become so crazy? Or is that General Kusai reached an agreement with the people of the Ninth Division in private to exchange for his own status with the destruction of the conservatives?

Although Ibrahim Watban doesn't believe this idea very much, once doubt takes root, it will be difficult to drive away.

Ibrahim couldn't help but doubt what he had just had. The attack was extremely professional, both sudden and cruel, and was equipped with snipers. It was definitely something that only the army could do. Iraq is now fighting Israel, and its external security is like a wall of iron. No foreign mercenaries would sneak in. It must be the hands of their own people.

The convoy quickly took action, and four Type 63 armored vehicles were also incorporated into the convoy to serve as escorts. With this force, no force would dare to provoke this powerful team from here to Baghdad. Ibrahim now has only one idea, that is, no matter what the truth is, he must return to Baghdad and gather all his own strength, especially the armed forces to protect the conservatives.

As for whether Kusai will give him a fair conclusion, he will not care whether Iraq will be affected in the war against Israel! Save yourself first, it is not that easy to want him Ibrahim's life!

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Tureif Airport.

The propeller of the huge SSC5 Belfast transport aircraft has been moved, and the three aircraft are loaded with troops from the 30th Special Mechanized Brigade from the Southern Military Region and soldiers from the 151st Iraqi Airborne Brigade. This is an armed force that is absolutely loyal to Liu Ming, especially the 30th Special Brigade. The brigade commander Rifat is a fanatical follower of Liu Ming, and his loyalty is undoubtedly.

All of these troops carried live ammunition and were preparing to board the 6 Kamala military base, and then, together with the scorpion troops there and the security forces of the Ministry of Internal Affairs outside the country, they carried out military control and coercive operations against Baghdad. Before the operation, Rifat adhered to Liu Ming's intention and issued strict orders to the troops. For all units and individuals who dared to resist the control, they could be executed on the spot; for those who resisted, they would be executed on the spot.

Liu Ming will stay here to command, and wait until all the dust is settled before returning to clean up the mess. The plane has moved, but Liu Ming has been pondering, standing in the cold wind and watching the transport planes, silent...

Yunis looked at Liu Ming's face and asked anxiously: "Sir, the troops are ready! Brigade Commander Rifat just reported that the last Viper chariot had been inspected and asked when it could take off?"

On the vast airport, four "Mosin" rty-12 engines of the transport plane roared, and the four-leaf Hallsidley aluminum alloy propeller quickly rolled up the wind in the sky, blowing violently on Liu Ming and Yunis's heads and military uniforms.

"Yunis, what are we doing?" Liu Ming asked.

"Back to Baghdad, sir!"

"What are you doing when you go back to Baghdad?" Liu Ming continued to ask.

Yunis hesitated for a moment and whispered: "**Rebellion, defend the country!"

"**Rebellion?" Liu Ming was silent.

After a while, when Younis was a little overwhelmed, Liu Ming slowly raised his head, his voice calm and firm: "Do you know why we have come to this day? Why have we ever had nothing and were insignificant, but we have reached our current position and stood at the highest point of the Arab world! In such a difficult situation, we defeated the Iranians, the Americans, and the Israelis, and no one can do what we do!"

"Because-we are united! Before this-" Liu Ming clenched his fists tightly. The confusion and pain of these days seemed to suddenly disappear. The energetic and wise and decisive leader seemed to come back to life. He said: "Before us, there was no Arab in a country so united, no one in a country was willing to sacrifice such sacrifices for our ideals! Thousands of martyrs sacrificed bravely in the front for this great goal. They handed over their hopes and dreams to me, and also gave the responsibility to me!"

Liu Ming's eyes passed through Yunis and the plane, as if he had traveled to a distant space and time...

"Long live Iraq!" The car rushing towards the gas depot without hesitation in the Carraruz base. The young and honest Iraqi warrior in the car reflected the flames in the sky, but he stepped on the accelerator hard.

"Sir, hold on - hold on" was the sergeant who fell in the cab, blood flowing all over his body, but he still looked at you firmly and told you with his eyes that he believed in the dream you brought to Iraqis.

"After you swept across the Middle East and defeated the Americans. I am content... Now you have to hold the rudder..." The haggard Ouyilai looked at you, the person who devoted his life to the construction of the Iraqi army, held your hand and said so seriously; his hand was so tight that he wanted to input all the remaining power to you.

It was a shocking roar. During the roar, the motive on the test drive table exploded into pieces, tearing the experts' bodies like a bomb... However, on the blood-spreading ground, the weak and literary Iraqi experts wiped away their tears and pushed the motive onto the stage again!

"Long live Iraq - long live -" That was the tens of thousands of young soldiers all over the world, rushing towards the enemy's position with heroic enthusiasm, amid the shouts of mountains and tsunamis, with heroic enthusiasm. Just because they believe in your dreams and believe that you can bring a better life to their descendants.

Long live Iraq!

Before he knew it, Liu Ming was already in tears, power, conspiracy, assassination... Everything has been suppressed these days as if it was breathless. But he firmly believed that there is such a thing in everything! A thing that is beyond the darkness and narrowness of this, it unites these countless lovely, precious, and brave young people, following the glorious flag, shedding blood and smashing bones to revive the thousand-year fortune of this great nation!

In the face of all this, what are personal gains and losses? What are life and death?

Liu Ming straightened his back and walked towards the transport plane with big strides. Yunis was shocked and was about to hold him up, but Liu Ming's voice came: "Why don't you keep up? Go back to Baghdad together!"
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