I want to be a warlord

Chapter 143 Breaking out of Mosul

The team speeded up, and the donkey standing in the bucket of the pickup truck grabbed the heavy machine gun, grinned, and lightly kicked the ammunition box next to it.

There are at least 400 rounds of ammunition, enough for him to have a good time!

Closer, closer.

The donkey in the distance can already see the flames of the explosion over there.

He didn't rush to shoot. Although the range of the heavy machine gun can reach more than 700 meters, it is not accurate.

The donkey pulled the trigger suddenly when it got closer to more than 300 meters.

“Da da da da”

“Da da da da”

For Qing Yishui's long burst, it doesn't matter if it's accurate or not, what's needed is a charging momentum.

Of course, there are tracer bullets to calibrate the trajectory, and the welded machine gun mount can greatly reduce the recoil, ignoring the bumps of the car itself, the relative accuracy is still acceptable.

The bullets fired by the heavy machine gun lashed out like steel whips, covering a distance of 300 meters, destroying all obstacles on the trajectory.

Originally, in order to intercept the Brilliant Team, the terrorists adjusted their defenses inward, and they suffered heavy losses when they were hit from behind by the Red Viper.

Just as he turned around to catch his breath, Team Brilliance came up behind him again.

Attacking back and forth, the remaining dozen or so people were swept to death by donkeys on the spot.

Several terrorists hurriedly turned their heads to fight back, but the shrapnel continued to rush towards it as if they hadn't seen it.

"Ula!" the donkey yelled, clutching the heavy machine gun, and Chuchu became more cheerful.

Several bullets slammed into the two terrorists, and the 7.62 NATO bullet directly tore the terrorist's body, and the two fell to the ground screaming, blood sprayed on the surrounding people like money.

"Sit tight!" After rushing out of the city, Shrapnel suddenly yelled, and as soon as he turned the steering wheel, the pickup slammed down the road and into the yellow sand beside it.

Steel barricades were set up by these terrorists on the highway, so they would definitely not be able to break through.

The donkey turned the muzzle of the gun, and on the bumpy car, the bullets fluttered up and down, drawing several undulating arcs in the air.

Holding down the muzzle of the gun, when he rushed through the barricade, a stream of bullets swept up again, the sandbags were smashed, and the car was hit like a honeycomb.

The two cars behind rushed down the road and rushed out along the rut.

Wang Zhen tried to shoot, but gave up after trying once. It couldn't work, it was too bumpy, and his head almost hit the roof of the car.

Clinking and rattling, the three cars bounced and rushed out for more than 200 meters before the donkey returned to the road.

Nie Huixiong and the others in the car blushed with excitement and roared in the car. They didn't know what they were screaming, anyway, they were screaming, shouting, and venting.

In less than half an hour, I have experienced life and death a few times, and I really just brushed shoulders with death. I didn’t feel it before. I guess it was a matter of being too nervous. I just found out that my stomach hurts when I breathe, and I didn’t know that there was a bullet. On the body armor, if it weren't for the body armor, he would be dead!
I don't know what happened to the others, but Nie Huixiong was really scared.

The speed of life and death, I don't know whether it is safe to stay in Aisi's control area, or it is more dangerous to escape this way...

"Tie Shovel, prepare to retreat." Wang Zhen put down his gun and called Tie Shovel.

"I've already boarded the car, and the Red Viper's people are still blocking it." Shovel said with a smile, "They did a good job."

"See you in Erbil."

The latter part of the road was taken by the red viper before, and it took a detour. The whole journey was about 120 kilometers. When the day was about to dawn, the group finally entered Erbil.

"I have a house here, go to my place." Nie Huixiong said in the channel: "Brother Wang, I want to thank you for saving my life."

"You're welcome, you also spent money, okay, you show me the way." Wang Zhen said.

It is still a small three-story building, but with a big yard, bigger than the one in Mosul, with warehouses and accommodation.

After getting down from the car dealership, the disheveled people walked into the small building.

"Brother Wang, there are bathrooms upstairs and downstairs, let's take a shower first." Nie Huixiong said enthusiastically.

Wang Zhen looked around and said with a smile: "Okay, Brother Nie, there's no need. After running around all night, you have been frightened a lot. You should wash up, rest, and refresh yourself."

"We also have to hurry up and rest."

"No, no, we have to have a meal together. Thanks for saving my life, I will let you go. Then others will say that I, old Nie, are ungrateful." Nie Huixiong grabbed Wang Zhen's arm.

A transaction is a transaction, and a relationship is a relationship, so he must catch Wang Zhen no matter what.

Although I vowed not to come to Iraq to do business again after escaping, after all, you have to spend your life to make money.

But now that he really escaped, Nie Huixiong immediately forgot his previous oath.

It's just talking, how can it be true.

What's wrong with the dangerous point, how many people want to be dangerous but have no chance!
Besides, now that he got to know Wang Zhen, his mind became active. The Chinese are xenophobic in their bones, and he can't trust those foreigner mercenaries no matter what. Don't mention that foreigners value contracts, promises, and credibility.

He has been in foreign countries for so many years, and he has seen a lot. He doesn't need to do one thing in person, but to cheat you openly!

But if he can find military support behind him, then...

"Yeah, yeah, little brother Wang, how can I sleep now, I'm so excited, I have to drink some wine to calm my shock." Bao Zhongping, the friend who almost killed Nie Huixiong, also stood up and said.

What Nie Huixiong wanted, he wanted too.

"Another time, I'm not being polite to you. It's not just your group of people who are trapped in Mosul. Brother Nie called early, and there are still six people trapped in Mosul now." Wang Zhen had a look on his face. He said solemnly: "They are all compatriots. If you come to me, I can't just watch. I will try my best to save people."

"Go back and have a rest. We still have to go. As for drinking, there's no rush."

"Several brothers are doing business in Iraq. We have many opportunities. I will rescue all the people trapped in the terrorist blockade this time."

Hearing what Wang Zhen said, several people immediately closed their mouths with regret on their faces. Human lives are at stake, and the priority must be to save others.

"Then... how about this, sit down for a while, I've been going back and forth for a few hours, take a break and drink some water." Nie Huixiong called everyone to sit down in the living room.

Turn on the air conditioner, there are two big long mahogany sofas in the living room, a big tea table, a set of Gongfu tea set, Nie Huixiong started tossing after washing his hands.

"I remember Ace occupied Mosul in June. It's already January, why are you still going there?" Sitting down, Guo Jingyun couldn't help asking.

"It doesn't matter whether you are terrorists or government forces occupying Mosul, those 150 million people still need to eat and wear clothes. If they are still alive, they cannot lack our goods." Bao Zhongping smiled. Said: "Don't look at the chaos over there, but because of the chaos, transportation and supplies are blocked, and supplies are scarce, so the prices are higher and you can earn more."

"In the whole of Iraq, including Syria, 80% of daily necessities come from our country, and only 20% are imported from turkey chicken. The market is there, and everyone is clamoring for goods, so we must not leave them alone. No business."

The corner of Guo Jingyun's mouth twitched, you are asking for money, right?
"Actually, it wasn't that dangerous before. After all, we can't make a lot of money by delivering the goods, and they still make a lot of money. They can't do without us, so safety can still be guaranteed." Bao Zhongping said with a sigh.

"Is there someone among the terrorists doing business?" Guo Jingyun had a look of disintegration on his face. The terrorists in his impression were all drinking air, and they only prayed and killed people all day long...

"There must be. They also want to eat, but most of them are those big and influential families in the local area who are doing business. When we deliver the goods, we also sell them. They are the ones who make the most of the money."

"Aisi's people didn't touch those people?" Guo Jingyun asked.

"How can you move them." Wang Zhen took over the conversation and said: "You can just treat these local big families in Arabia as the landlords and officials in ancient China. When the Mongols came, they did it for the Mongols. When the Ming Dynasty was left, they I served as officials for the Ming Dynasty, and the Manchus came, and they served as officials for the Manchus, regardless of whether the ruler’s surname is Zhu or Aixinjueluo, we must rely on them to manage the people.”

"Brother Wang summed it up brilliantly." Bao Zhongping stretched out his thumb and exclaimed, "Terrorists should also count on them. Otherwise, can those guys who only shoot guns and are full of extremist ideas manage the city? Let them Management, at most half a month, the whole city will starve to death."

"As long as the big local families are willing to cooperate, Aisi will not dare to touch them at all, and Aisi's arms, daily necessities, and crude oil produced by the occupied oil wells will all be trafficked by these big families. This is the greatest threat to terrorists." Funding sources, without them Ace Ace would be nothing."

"No, this... this..." Guo Jingyun opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He practiced martial arts since he was a child, his academic performance was poor, and he joined the army at the age of 18. If you want to talk about political ideas, he must be excellent, but if you want to talk about these twists and turns, he doesn't understand at all.

At this moment, in Guo Jingyun's heart, those so-called local big families are collaborators and traitors. After liberation, they will all be dragged out and liquidated.

Not killing them all is not enough to anger the people!
At this moment, Guo Jingyun looked at several compatriots with wrong eyes.

Sending supplies to the terrorist-occupied area is different from the eight imperial merchants who smuggled supplies to the Qing Dynasty.

"The ones who are guilty are the terrorists, not the civilians." Wang Zhen patted Guo Jingyun on the shoulder, "Just because the terrorists have occupied this place, we can't blockade it and cause the local civilians to starve to death. That's the behavior of the KMT. "

Guo Jingyun blinked. What he said made sense, but he felt something was wrong. Anyway, his mind was confused, so he shook it vigorously.

Forget it, this is not something that a soldier like me should consider.

(End of this chapter)