I want to be a warlord

Chapter 153 Salute!

"Shrapnel, fire support!" Wang Zhen yelled, grabbed HK416, jumped off the pickup truck, and rushed towards the warehouse with his waist down.

There are still terrorists in the warehouse, but they were beaten and hid. Now they need to be taken out one by one for bloodletting!

Without his calling, the donkey jumped out from the other side.

With a heavy machine gun and an M14 suppressing him, Wang Zhen was not afraid of any threat terrorists could pose to him. He rushed to the vicinity in less than 100 seconds at a distance of 20 meters.

I didn't rush in immediately, but I raised my hand and it was a high-explosive grenade.

With a "boom", smoke and dust rose from the bombing in the factory.

Only then did Wang Zhen rush in with one stride.

The factory building is very empty, the original machinery has been stolen long ago, and the few that can barely be used as shelters are piled up with broken pieces.

Wang Zhen and the donkey, one on the left and one on the right, groped in against the sides of the factory building.

At this point, it is a close-range steel gun.

Within 20 meters, the muzzle is aimed at places where terrorists may be hiding, which is the basic skill of infantry combat.

A terrorist couldn't suppress the fear in his heart and suddenly popped his head out. Before he could point the gun, Wang Zhen had already opened fire. With a short burst of "da da", the terrorist crawled out half of his body and slipped back again.

"Da da"

"Da da"

It feels like knocking a hamster, staring at the big screen in front of you, and moving the mouse to click wherever someone pops up.

The difference is that when the gopher knocks, it will 'beng' produce a five-pointed star, but here 'beng' will 'beng' explode a flower of blood.

Of course, this does not mean that there is no danger at all.

Be very careful and never get too close to the terrorist's hiding place.

The gentle slope formed by the bricks of the collapsed wall can completely hide the next person. After thinking about it, Wang Zhen went directly to the outside of the factory building and opened a distance of ten meters. As a result, when he saw the terrorist just now, that person also saw him.

At that moment, Wang Zhen clearly saw the terrorist's eyes were red, opened his mouth, and roared at him, "Allahhu Akbar!"

Wang Zhen immediately turned around and pounced sideways.

"boom!"

There was a bang, Wang Zhen shook his head and shook the loess on his head, then heard a 'click' sound coming from his ear, turned his head and saw that half of his arm fell beside him.

"Fake!" Cursed, a Gulu got up.

"This is a wild boar. It's safe. The terrorists blew themselves up." Wang Zhen exhaled and said in the channel: "Be careful, these guys are too crazy."

"Roger that!"

"Received!" Donkey and shrapnel replied.

The search lasted for more than 20 minutes. After confirming that it was safe, Wang Zhen returned and contacted Xie Bingjun.

Inside the small office building, Hou Zeguang shouted loudly, "It's safe, the terrorists have been dealt with."

Immediately, bursts of cheers sounded, some people rushed downstairs to look out, and some couldn't wait to lean out half of their bodies from the window.

Wang Zhen, who was watching from below, couldn't help worrying whether that guy would fall off.

"Comrade, thank you." Xie Bingjun trotted to Wang Zhen's side at the first time, raised his hand to salute, but raised his hand to his shoulder and suddenly remembered something and stretched it out in front of Wang Zhen.

"Hello, hello." Wang Zhen quickly reached out his hands and shook hands with the other party, "It's all as it should be. If you have any difficulties, are there any wounded, we have brought some first aid medicine."

"If you really need it, thank you very much."

"Blind man, bring medicine in by car." Wang Zhen announced in the channel.

Within a few minutes, Guo Jingyun arrived, met Xie Bingjun's eyes, and immediately knew the other party's identity.

I checked the eyes, they are all my own!
Wang Zhen pursed his lips, wanting to laugh a little. At this moment, he seemed to see a flash of light between the eyes of the two of them.

The three donkeys didn't come to join in the fun, the poet was on guard outside, and the donkey and the shrapnel were arranged by Wang Zhen to pick up the spoils.

The weapons left by the terrorists are enough to arm dozens of people, and they can be sold for a lot of money if they are cleaned up. I don't know what happened to Feisal.

Wang Zhen and Guo Jingyun followed Xie Bingjun and turned around to go in, when they ran into Hou Zeguang who was leading someone out.

"Boss, this is President Wang of Brilliant Defense." Xie Bingjun introduced: "This is my boss Hou Zeguang."

"Hello, Mr. Hou." Wang Zhen greeted quickly.

"Hi, thank you very much, but you saved the lives of our 37 people." Hou Zeguang walked up two steps quickly and grabbed Wang Zhen's hand, "Don't call me Mr. Hou, it sounds too foreign, I don't mind calling you I’ll call you Old Hou, and I’ll call you Brother Wang.”

"Haha, let me call you Brother Monkey!" Wang Zhen yelled, and was stunned for a moment, why is this so awkward.

"So, I'll let you call me Laohou." Hou Zeguang laughed and said, "Wait for me a moment."

After speaking, Hou Zeguang turned his head and said loudly: "Everyone, collect the drinking water and food left by the terrorists. Be careful, don't touch those guns and weapons, and also be careful not to touch unknown items. They may be bombs left by terrorists."

"understood!"

"Understood." More than a dozen people agreed to walk past them, and when they passed, they all stared at Wang Zhen, who was fully armed, and their eyes were shining brightly.

The two helmets, pickup headphones, body armor, magazines, grenades, guns in their hands, and fully armed looks may seem indifferent on weekdays, but looking at them now, they are so fucking handsome!
There was an emotional one who gave a military salute to Wang Zhen and Wang Zhen when he walked by, and said solemnly: "Thank you!"

There was a beginning, and the people behind became serious and followed suit one after another. Military salutes and "thank you" echoed at the door of the half-collapsed office building.

The military salute may not be standard, but the moment Wang Zhen saw it, he didn't know why, but he felt the blood in his whole body rushing to his head.

The whole person felt drowsy, his eyes were sore and blurred, which made him blink a few times in a row, and he was at a loss for what to do.

He raised his hand, put it down again, and rubbed his palm on his pants several times, not knowing how to return the salute.

Guo Jingyun, on the other hand, instinctively stood at attention and gave a standard military salute with a 'crack'.

At that moment, Wang Zhen's eyes were full of envy, handsome, so fucking handsome.

Hou Zeguang watched from the side, with a smile on his face, he quietly reached out and grabbed Wang Zhen's arm, and lifted his arm to the side of his head under his surprised gaze.

Wang Zhen pursed his lips and furrowed his brows vigorously, following Guo Jingyun's example.

After everyone walked over, Wang Zhen put down his hands and heaved a sigh of relief. The pressure was much greater than fighting terrorists.

"Huh, Brother Hou, don't you have any supplies?"

"Yeah, the food is tolerable, the main reason is that there is really no drinking water, so if it weren't for you, we would have to hold on for at most one more day before we would have to start drinking urine." Hou Zeguang said with emotion: "You are really It saved everyone's life, so, everyone thank you and accept it with peace of mind."

Wang Zhen sighed softly, "Let's retreat as soon as possible. I'll send someone to take a detour to the rescue station in Helesie, and preparations should already be made there."

"I know it's not safe here, but our vehicles have been damaged by terrorists, so it's more troublesome to move."

"Then take turns taking pickup trucks. We don't know if the terrorists still have reinforcements." Wang Zhen said after thinking for a while.

"Okay, let's go in half an hour."

"Okay, you are welcome if you need our help." Wang Zhen said.

Half an hour later, the group resumed their journey.

Four wounded people were lying in the back seat of the pickup truck. Six people were crowded in the cabin, and two people were sitting on the roof. A pickup truck pulled 11 people inside and out. A group of people were still covered with something to protect themselves from the sun. .

Wang Zhen took out his mobile phone and clicked a picture, matching the surrounding environment, saying that there is absolutely no problem with Ah San.

Not to mention, after doing this, everyone really sat down, which is why pickups are so popular here.

The critical moment is really top!

It’s just that the speed of the car couldn’t be driven, but at around 4 pm, 5 kilometers outside of Helesie, the shovel was waiting on the side of the road.

I brought a whole pickup truck of mineral water, and I was thirsty and dry after 4 hours on the way.

Shovel led a group of people directly into a camp in Helesier, where a lot of tents were set up. Hou Zeguang and others thanked Wang Zhen again and again and led the people to settle down.

At this point, safety is temporarily lost.

Wang Zhen also relaxed, leaned against the car, lit a cigarette and asked, "The guards here are too lax, isn't this machine gun pickup swaggering in, isn't it afraid of being attacked by terrorists?"

Shovel shrugged, "Otherwise, who do you think should be handed over to deploy protection here? Peacekeeping forces? There are no peacekeeping forces in Iraq, and neither does Syria."

"Or hand it over to the U.S. military?" Shovel asked himself and answered, "The U.S. government still wants the United Nations to send troops. Congress will not agree to take over this mess."

"Besides, if the U.S. military doesn't come, maybe it's safer here, and so are the British."

Wang Zhen burst out laughing, and sprayed out the cigarette butts from his mouth, "You are so accurate!"

But the shovel is indeed right. Those who are legal are not willing to take over, and those who are willing to take over are not legal.

"It's okay to hire PMC." Wang Zhen thought for a while and said, "However, facing the pressure of terrorists, the price will not be cheap."

"Impossible!" Shovel shook his head directly, "You are joking, using charitable donations to hire a violent company like PMC, what do you think, this is no different from giving money to drug criminals so that they will not spread drugs in the future."

"Uh..." Wang Zhen was speechless for a while, well, he doesn't understand the operating rules of charity funds, he really doesn't understand at all, and he hardly came into contact with this thing when he was in China.

"Don't worry, there are only a group of poor ghosts who can't get enough to eat, and even terrorists look down on this place." Tie Shovel shook his head and said, "So it's quite safe."

"Maybe." Wang Zhen looked up at the tents erected and the staff distributing food and water, and shook his head, expressing his disapproval.

Terrorists are lunatics, and sometimes they look beyond profit.

"When shall we go?" asked Shovel.

"Take a rest, tomorrow." Wang Zhen said after thinking about it.

"Okay, then I'll go back to Baghdad in a while."

"Thank you." Wang Zhen patted Shovel's arm.

"What's so hard about it." Shovel laughed, "I'll take those AKs back?"

"Well, take it back." Wang Zhen stretched his waist, "I can rest for a few days when I go back this time. These three missions are quite profitable."

"Indeed, the main reason is that you don't need to give others a commission." Shovel nodded emphatically.

After the shovel left, Wang Zhen found a tent and got in to rest for a while.

The dinner was not prepared by the charity organization. The shovel brought a lot of food, enough for everyone to eat for several days.

It was medicine, food, water, and tents. Hou Zeguang clamored for money, and the Huaxia bosses who were with him also said the same thing. Wang Zhen held back for a while and didn't refuse.

There is not much money, and once so many bosses bear the burden, there is not much money left.

Holding the beer brought over with a shovel, a group of people drank it a little. The atmosphere was very good, and Wang Zhen once again enjoyed a burst of all-round flattery.

One by one took Wang Zhen to take a group photo, and Wang Zhen never refused.

Of course, what they gain is not only flattery, but also connections. Although these Chinese bosses are all in a mess now, they are all the kind with a real net worth of tens of millions.

Soft sister coins...

Doing business here is all about huge profits, and they may be their customers in the future.

……

New York, Bastion Empire headquarters.

Cobham looked at an order and shook his head. The risk was high and the profit was low, so he had to accept it.

Pick up the phone and call Daryl, "Here is an order, I will send it to you, you can contact Xia Wang and the others."

"I guess they're not interested. In the past few days, that guy has taken on the rescue missions of several Chinese businessmen and made a lot of money." Darryl clicked on the email and looked at it.

Cobham smiled confidently, "I sent you another recording, and you can tell him."

Darryl clicked on it, and after a while, "I don't think there is any need to give him a commission at all, it is kindness not to let him give us money."

Cobham laughed.

……

Ask for a monthly ticket!

It's the end of the month, the last two days, since it was put on the shelves, it has been maintained every day. For the sake of fireworks, the monthly pass is indispensable!

(End of this chapter)