I want to be a warlord

Chapter 176 Eighth and ninth place!
"Sorry, I'm late, I'm late."

In the Alby bar, Wang Zhen entered the door and looked around. In broad daylight, there was no one here, so he found the target sitting in a booth at a glance.

"Hello, it's Mr. Wang, thank you very much, thank you very much, you saved my life!"

When the two men saw Wang Zhen, they stood up immediately. One of them was wearing a combat uniform, and his hair, combat uniform, and leather shoes were meticulously arranged. He grabbed Wang Zhen's hand and said excitedly.

"Haha, I just happened to meet on the road. My outlook on life makes it impossible for me to ignore it. Besides, it's just a small effort, so don't pay too much attention to it." Wang Zhen said with a smile, his eyes glanced at the opponent's hand, the nails were neatly trimmed.

"My name is Ned Heywood, and I'm nicknamed Skua. This couple may be a piece of cake, but for me, it gave me a second life. How can I not care?" Ned Hay Wood said solemnly.

"Hi, my name is Augustin Avkshenki Andreev Akimir, nicknamed Bigfoot, you can call me Augustin." Standing next to him was a rough-looking bald bearded man who grabbed Wang Zhen's hand, "You don't know how surprised I was when I woke up from the hospital, I thought I was going to die."

"The doctor told me that you sent us both to the hospital, and paid us medical expenses in advance, brother, I don't know how to thank you, but no matter what time, no matter where, as long as you need us both Please call us, from now on, you will be our best brother."

"Okay!" Wang Zhen agreed with a smile, "Then I won't be polite to you."

"Let me introduce. This is Guo Jingyun, nicknamed Blind Man. We met you that day together." Wang Zhen introduced: "This is Joseph Joy, nicknamed Shovel."

"Let's sit down and talk."

"Guo, Baghdad boxing champion, I know you." Augustine laughed and said, "I heard people here say that the boxing champion went to work as a mercenary, and we regret that one of the most interesting repertoires is missing here. Unexpectedly , One day you actually saved me."

"It seems that it is God's arrangement for you to be a mercenary, he doesn't want me to die!"

"Hey man, more wine!"

Augustine appeared to be very talkative, and seemed to be able to drink a lot.

"What happened that day, why were you attacked?" Wang Zhen asked after taking a sip of beer.

"I don't know." Ned Heywood said with a serious face: "I don't usually care about these issues. The captain may know, but he died in a terrorist bomb."

"Sorry." Wang Zhen said.

"Who knows, there is no reason for the terrorist attack. Maybe they just chose a random place to create a terrorist attack, and we just happened to meet it." Augustine grabbed a bottle of vodka, poured a glass, and put some ice cubes Go in, grab the cup and take a big gulp.

This is very old-fashioned!
Heywood picked up Augustine's glass nonchalantly, and gently put it back on the coaster.

"How is your recovery? Is it okay to just drink strong alcohol?" Wang Zhen asked a little uncertainly.

"The doctor said I'm recovering well." Augustine patted his strong pectoralis major, "Baghdad may be the best in the world in dealing with the injuries encountered in the war."

It's a hell of a joke!
"The main reason is that you were sent to the doctor in time. The doctor said that if it was later, both of us might have died of massive internal bleeding." Ned Heywood added.

Wang Zhen turned his head to look at Guo Jingyun uncertainly and asked in a low voice: "Is this an internal injury? Can western medicine be used? Will it leave the root cause of the disease, what are five labors and seven injuries, coughing up blood all year round?"

"Brother, internal injury is actually internal bleeding. Do you think the hemostatic thing is to stop the bleeding directly with surgery or to drink Chinese medicine?" Guo Jingyun muttered softly, "Don't take the novel seriously!"

Wang Zhen: "..."

"Okay, do you need to use traditional Chinese medicine for conditioning after the operation?"

"Why don't you ask me if I have internal strength?" Guo Jingyun complained, "Believe in science, besides, I'm not an old doctor of Chinese medicine. I'll call my mother and ask about this matter. Grandpa might know."

"What are you talking about?" asked Ned Heywood, laughing.

"Oh, you know, I'm Chinese. We have another medical system over there, Chinese medicine, which is better at regulating the body. Let me ask the blind man if there is any medicine to help you restore your body." Wang Zhen said with a smile .

"Oh, Chinese medicine, I know, I went to see it, they sucked a lot of glass jars on my back, after taking them off, it was clearly inside the same jar mouth, some places were purple, and some places were a little bit colored It hasn't changed, it's amazing." Ned Heywood said, waving his arms.

"Pfft, hahahaha." Augustine suddenly laughed.

The laughing Wang Zhen and the others were puzzled.

"Let me tell you, that time was so funny, this guy has obsessive-compulsive disorder, the purple mark on his back is asymmetrical, which makes him very uncomfortable, every time he takes off his clothes, he has to look in the mirror for a long time , can you imagine, just standing sideways in front of the mirror, the expression on your face changes, and it lasts for half an hour!" As he said, Augustine laughed again.

The three of Wang Zhen had different expressions, but just imagining it, they began to try hard to hold back their laughter.

Heywood shrugged and didn't care about Augustine's ridicule, "I can't help it, I can't control it, but I won't influence others."

Several people chatted for a while, and Wang Zhen casually asked, "Do you two have any plans for the future?"

That's what he came here for today.

When I was in Lan Natai, I received a thank you call from the two of them after they woke up. Out of a gossip mentality, Wang Zhen asked Salah about the situation of the two of them and knew that they belonged to a company called Violent Iron Fist. A branch of the regiment.

Yes, it's not a PMC company, it's just a mercenary group.

I heard from Sahra that many mercenaries are not unable to join the PMC company, but unwilling. One of the reasons is that the salaries of PMC company employees have to pay taxes...but the mercenary group does not have this problem at all.

Of course, the downside is that there are no various types of insurance. For example, if you are injured, you have to pay most of the treatment costs yourself, and the death benefit is only a small part of the current mission, without a large amount of insurance money from the insurance company.

But in the eyes of many mercenaries, money is more important when they are still alive.

Besides, the insurance company's death benefit is not so easy to get.

After learning something, Wang Zhen raised the idea of ​​pulling the two into Brilliant Defense, and entrusted Salah to collect information about the two.

With a clear goal, the intelligence was completed before Wang Zhen returned to Baghdad.

According to data, Augustin Avkesenki Andreev Akimir, Russian, nicknamed Bigfoot, machine gunner, member of the Russian Warrior Special Forces, performed anti-terrorist missions in Chechnya and the Caucasus region during his service, fought For many years, I joined Violent Iron Fist for 5 years after retiring.

Except for the old man who likes to take a bite before doing anything, the wind reviews are very good, especially he is good at fighting in the cold environment, plateau, and mountainous environments.

Ned Heywood, a German, nicknamed Jaeger, a sniper, was born in an ordinary army. He never went to the battlefield during his service. After retiring, he joined a German PMC company and worked in Iraq. After quitting the company, he joined three employment companies. soldier company.

Except for the obsessive-compulsive disorder that makes people criticize, there is nothing wrong with him. He has good marksmanship, obeys orders, and for some reason, he hates Poles very much, and he is determined not to work in the same company as any Poles.

This is also the reason for changing several companies successively.

After reading these materials, Wang Zhen is still very satisfied. First, both of them are important positions that the current team lacks.

Whether it is a machine gunner or a sniper, they are the core of a team, but the current Brilliant Defense actually lacks a core. It replaces the position of the sniper with the poet, the precision shooter, and replaces the machine gun with Guo Jingyun's mortar. The position of the shooter.

In the few missions I received, because the battlefield was relatively narrow, the poet could still take the place of the sniper, but it was not possible to replace the machine gunner with a mortar.

The fire support speed and persistence of the machine gunner far exceed that of the mortar. Of course, the high lethality of the mortar and the killing of enemy combat targets in the bunker are far from being replaced by the machine gunner.

But if the team can supplement these two positions, Wang Zhen will dare to take on some more difficult tasks.

Second, what Wang Zhen told his cousin's family before was not a lie, it was a long-term goal, so it is necessary to attract new blood to the company and let Brilliant Defense get rid of the current mercenary group model.

Thirdly, to dilute the excessive American color in the team, Korn Ferry should be internationalized, which is not humane.

Therefore, after Wang Zhen found through investigation that the two did not take drugs, did not gamble, and had no bad deeds, the idea of ​​pulling the two into the team arose, and then returned to Baghdad to contact the two as soon as possible.

"I don't have any ideas, join another team of Violent Iron Fist. This is the life of a mercenary. You never know when your teammates will die in battle." Augustine shrugged indifferently.

Heywood stared at Wang Zhen, he felt something.

Wang Zhen raised his hand and coughed lightly, and then said: "I haven't introduced myself formally yet, my name is Wang Zhen, and my English name is wong Markus. The regular PMC company is called Brilliant Defense Company."

"Currently there are 7 people in the company, and the main business scope is in Iraq. How about it? If you two haven't figured out what to do, are you interested in joining my glorious defense?"

"Don't worry, the welfare package will definitely not be lower than Violent Iron Fist, it will only be better."

In a word, Augustine froze in place, turning his head to look at Heywood.

In this case, the two really don't know how to open their mouths to refuse!
(End of this chapter)