I want to be a warlord

Chapter 41 Baghdad.AVI
On a military transport plane flying to Baghdad, Wang Zhen sat on the ground with a serious face, holding a fixed safety rope in his hand, and several garbage bags in his pocket.

Bourne and the others sat far away, as if they didn't know Wang Zhen.

There were not only members of the Scythe Squad on the plane, but many of them sat casually, each with a very relaxed expression.

The cabin seemed a bit crowded, and there were large and small bags everywhere on the ground, which was very messy.

When going to Baghdad, everyone brought a lot of things. Wang Zhen also had a big bag, which Bourne gave him before leaving. It was full of various types of bullets, more than 50 kilograms.

I heard from the people in the team that the Imperial Bastion has a branch over there, and the logistics support is relatively stable. They only need to bring the main weapon, the secondary weapon and a set of spare weapons, but they should bring as many bullets as possible. It is hard currency.

这一趟小队足足带了200多公斤，足足20000发子弹的5.56NATO，7.62NATO和M43中间弹。

After getting off the plane, you can find sales channels. These 20000 rounds of ammunition can be exchanged for more than 3 US dollars. Of course, there is a cost for them to purchase, so they can earn about 1.8 US dollars.

It can be regarded as taking advantage of the position to earn some extra money!

Wang Zhen couldn't help thinking that he should do nothing but sell bullets.

This flight was not as painful as last time. My ears still hurt and I still felt nauseous, but I didn’t vomit, which is considered progress. There was only one problem that made Wang Zhen feel a little uncomfortable, and that was the heat.

When it is hot, you will sweat. There are so many American soldiers in the cabin, and foreigners already have a heavy body odor...

You can think about it, put 200 American soldiers into a steamer, and then you lie on the side of the pot and smell... that smell!
vomit……

Wang Zhen finally vomited.

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The plane came to a complete stop, and as soon as he opened the airport, Wang Zhen couldn't wait to walk out with a 50-kilogram bullet on his back. He wanted to breathe fresh air and heal his lungs.

Taking two deep breaths... Wang Zhen's complexion changed, dry and hot, he couldn't help coughing, and began to sweat profusely all over his body.

"How about it, rookie, hahaha." Mountbatten's voice sounded behind him, "Have you felt the enthusiasm of Iraq?"

"I don't feel love, but it's so fucking hot!" Wang Zhen wiped his face, and after just a few minutes, his face was covered with oily sweat.

Bourne walked past Wang Zhen, reached into Wang Zhen's coat pocket and took out his sunglasses, "Put them on, if you don't want your eyes to get hurt."

Wang Zhen took it, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the sky, which was blue and dazzling.

Tightening the straps of his backpack, Wang Zhen stepped up to follow. He understood why people in the Middle East always wear robes and headscarves.

Wearing a headscarf to protect your face from the sun, and wearing a robe to ventilate and wick away sweat are all much better than the combat uniforms on your body.

Of course, there will be no sticky feeling when sweating. The combat uniform is really quick-drying, and it is dried in the sun...

No one was willing to talk along the way, and when he opened his mouth, he felt that the water vapor in his body would quickly slip away. As he was walking, there was a sudden 'boom', and Wang Zhen shrank his neck subconsciously, "Damn it, shells!"

"You can understand that this is the people of Baghdad greeting you, but the way is quite special." Joey the shovel patted Wang Zhen on the shoulder, "You have to get used to it and tell from the sound of the explosion whether it is a shell, an IED, or an explosion. Gas tanks or something."

"Then distinguish the type, caliber, and how far the explosion point is from you from the sound of the explosion, etc. This will allow you to survive in Baghdad."

The corner of Wang Zhen's mouth twitched, what a unique way to welcome him, but I don't like it!

If he returned to Huaxia, Wang Zhen would be considered a military 'master' now, and he could tell the caliber of the bullets from the sound of the gunshots, all of which were the result of the crazy shooting some time ago.

The car that came to pick them up was inside the airport. There were two military bulletproof Humvees sprayed with the logo of the Imperial Fortress and the American flag on them, but the Humvees looked dirty and dusty.

Put the luggage, get in the car, the air conditioner is on in the car, Wang Zhen leaned on the seat, squinted his eyes, and took a few deep breaths intoxicated, cool!
The mind is completely empty, whether you are happy or not is completely out of comparison!

After waiting for a while, Wang Zhen opened his eyes. He was stunned when he looked around. The golden retriever was sitting in the co-pilot, not wearing a seat belt, holding a gun with a vigilant expression on his face.

The bayonet beside him was not in vain, and he was also vigilant while holding the Benelli M4.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zhen asked in a daze.

"The road from the airport to the safe zone is more dangerous. You'd better put on your body armor." The bayonet stared out the window and said in a low voice.

"Ah?" Wang Zhen didn't understand, but was greatly shocked.

What he hasn't seen yet is that in the car behind, the shovel is always ready to open the sunroof to operate the heavy machine gun on the roof, while the poet is holding an M14, and the magazine is loaded with M993 armor-piercing bullets.

Smash it, smash it, Wang Zhen turned around and went to the back to fumble in his bag. He is a rookie here, so he must be right to listen to the old man.

Wearing body armor in the car is very troublesome, it can't be used, it takes a lot of effort to put it on, it's heavy, and it's sweating after cooling down.

In fact, he was the first one to get on the bus, and Jin Mao and the others had changed into body armor before they got on the bus.

As soon as he changed into the body armor, he heard a muffled 'bang'. Wang Zhen was taken aback. When he looked up, he saw a white spot on the side windshield. It was obvious that a bullet had hit it just now.

"Fake!" Wang Zhen cursed, but the bayonet beside him didn't respond at all.

"Don't be afraid, this is normal, as long as it's not an RPG or IED, you'll be fine." Bourne didn't turn his head, but reminded: "Don't wear your seat belt, and be prepared to jump off the car at any time."

"Fake, why, you gave us a few shots for no reason? And your temper has changed, right? If someone shoots you, you won't shoot back?" Wang Zhen had a constipated expression. Damn, what the hell is this.

"In Baghdad, the people who drive Hummers are all Americans, um, or NATO people. Many locals hate us very much. It is common to be shot black." The bayonet snorted, "You can't fight back, because you didn't There is a way to distinguish among the crowd who fired the gun, and those who put down the gun are civilians, and shooting is massacring civilians, which is very troublesome.”

"Newcomer?" the driver asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Bourne nodded, and explained to Wang Zhen: "You may be attacked by driving a Hummer, but the bullets can't get in. You may be attacked if you don't drive a Hummer, and you may be killed with a single shot. You say you should drive it or not?" open?"

"Just get used to it."

Wang Zhen was speechless for a while.

Think about it, turn on the phone, shoot a short video, and post it in Moments: Thank you, I am in Iraq, can you tell what caliber it is from the gunshots?Can you tell from the explosion that it was a shell or an IED?
I can!
A bullet hit the glass of our car just now. Looking at the marks left on the bulletproof glass, we can judge that it is a 7.62 intermediate bullet, which was shot by the famous AK47S.

akimbo!

Send, copy, open the call, paste, send, all in one go!
After pretending to be aggressive, Wang Zhen also became vigilant, without saying a word all the way, the car turned around and finally stopped in front of a shop.

Wang Zhen took a strange look.

"It's okay, get out of the car."

Pushing open the car door, Wang Zhen whispered to Bayonet, "Is this the company?"

"Sell the goods, you can't send all the bullets to the company." Bayonet gave Wang Zhen a strange look, aren't you very smart, kid?
Wang Zhen: "..."

Very good, the process is very skilled!

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