Battlefield Contract Worker

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"What should I do?" Jiang An looked at Lin Rui and said, "Did you really take him to find someone?"

"Take him." Lin Rui thought for a while and said, "We are not familiar with the terrain and need a guide. Moreover, he is better than us with Gusmoz. What if he is lying and we miss it? Are we going to come back and find him to settle accounts?"

Jiangan nodded and said to Sergey, "Russian, search him carefully, don't have any communication or positioning equipment. Handcuff him and take him to the car, and find someone else to stare him, don't let him play tricks. ."

Lin Rui nodded and said, "By the way, others saw him when he went out. Because he is Gusmuse's contact, he may have other backgrounds. If someone finds out that he has been caught by us, the situation may not be very good."

"Okay, **** it. So where do I hide this guy? Put it in my pocket and take it out?" Sergey frowned. Grumpy back whine, but he took the shopkeeper out anyway. He found a robe worn by an Arab, wrapped the man all over, and pushed it into the car.

Lin Rui thought for a while and said, "You guys check this store by the way to see if there are any other suspicious clues. I don't quite trust this person."

Jiangan nodded, and searched the store with a few team members, and found some weapons and ammunition, as well as a large amount of cash. It seemed that the man was right, Gusmaze was in trouble, and even he was preparing to run away. The weapons and cash should be what he used when he was about to escape.

"Boss, it seems that the situation is similar to what he said." Crazy Horse nodded.

"Okay, close the door of his shop, so that no one will find out that he is no longer there. Then let all the brothers get in the car and set off." Lin Rui shook his head and said, "Today is a messy day."

Jiangan nodded, greeted the mercenaries to tidy up the store, and closed the door when he left. After getting in the car, Lin Rui tore off the shopkeeper's robe that wrapped his head, "Lead the way, if I find out that you are intentionally procrastinating or playing other tricks, I will immediately ask you to look good."

The man nodded again and again, and under his leadership, Lin Rui and others drove out of Zahu and drove all the way towards Mosul. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the city is currently the most unsafe place in all of Iraq. A large number of extremists are entrenched, and the Iraqi government forces and Kurdish armed forces are fighting every day.

The city that has been devastated by war has sporadic street fighting everywhere.

There are bullet scars everywhere, and there are pits on the ground from mortar bombs, and there are some bigger ones, probably caused by rocket launchers, maybe roadside bombs.

"Be careful, it seems that even if we don't enter Mosul, the surrounding area is dangerous enough." Lin Rui frowned.

There is smoke everywhere on the road, some of which are burning waste tires. Extremists use these as a simple battlefield smoke screen. Burning these tires in the upwind direction can block the opponent's sight. Although this approach is not on the table, it is better than practical and local materials. The only downside is the stench of burning rubber.

It looks like the fighting is over here and Iraqi government forces are pulling up makeshift checkpoints. "Hey, you guys, stop." A government soldier came over and said loudly, "This place is blocked and no access is allowed."

Crazy Horse stuck his head out of the car window and handed him a card, "We are employees of a military company, a second-level authorization for a defense contractor, and we have a special mission and must pass here."

"But I didn't receive the relevant order, sir. The order we received was to seal off this area, establish a defense line and stick to it." The soldier said loudly.

"Then go get the Americans. They should have a military advisor in your unit. I'll talk to him." Crazy Horse frowned.

"Sir, I am following the orders of the Iraqi security forces, not the Americans." The soldier looked at Crazy Horse.

"Well said, but maybe your superiors don't think so. To tell you the truth, our mission is the highest level of security for the United States, and it is related to Iraqi national security. So why don't you call and ask for instructions? ' said Crazy Horse, looking at him.

"What's the matter?" A heavily armed man came over, and his iconic pot hood looked like a Yankee. But instead of a helmet, he wore sunglasses and chewed gum. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing two arms full of yellow hair.

"They're going through here," the Iraqi soldier shook his head. "I'm explaining it to them."

"This time, which **** is rushing to die?" The Yankee turned his head and looked at Crazy Horse, "Hey, what are you doing?"

At this time, Lincoln pushed the door and got out of the car, "Fuck off, Jonathan, let your people get out of the way for me."

"You... Lieutenant!" The Yankee was taken aback and spat out the gum. He rushed over and hugged Lincoln, "Haha, Lieutenant Lincoln, are you still alive?!"

"Nonsense, you're not dead. Why can't I live?" Lincoln slapped the Yankee Jonathan on the back.

Jonathan managed to let go of Lincoln, "Lieutenant, I heard you had a tough time after you retired."

"We're all having a hard time, Jonathan. It's not easy adjusting to normal life," Lincoln whispered.

"By the way, why did you come here?" Jonathan said.

"Just like you, I'm in a military company. This time, we have a mission to do, you know that kind of DoD dirty work." Lincoln tapped Jonathan on the shoulder, "You're in charge of training them? Why don't you go and say hi to me?"

"Of course, but it's very dangerous ahead." Jonathan looked at the ID card hanging on Lincoln's chest. Surprised, "God, are you in the Black Island Company?"

Lincoln nodded, "Yes."

"It's a company that has deep cooperation with the US military~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You should have access rights for defense contractors. It's not a violation if I let you pass, but don't blame me for not reminding you, it's really dangerous ahead ." Jonathan nodded.

"Don't worry." Lincoln patted him on the shoulder.

After Jonathan turned his head and whispered to the Iraqi soldier, the Iraqi soldier moved the barricade and let them pass. "Thanks, man!"

"Where. Nice to meet you, Lieutenant." Jonathan waved.

He watched the car of Lin Rui and others drive away, until after they left, he took a cigarette in his mouth and took a breath.

"Instructor, who are those people?" the Iraqi soldier frowned.

"I used to be a lieutenant when I was scouting the company." Jonathan was silent for a while. "I owe him a few big favors. I didn't expect him to go this way. But to be honest, it seems that we have nothing else but this. Good way to go."