Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 37 Kurtaba
  "Boss, a car is coming, it seems to be the US military!"

"Nonsense, I'm not blind!"

Luther, who was imagining how great it would be to rob all these idiots who had just arrived in Iraq, was immediately interrupted by the sound of a car stopping. The majestic and domineering body of the car made him tremble all over. He dared to use such a car in Iraq. The luxurious vehicle must be from the US military.

Sean pointed forward and smiled: "Did you see it? These idiots who just arrived in Iraq seem to be telling everyone, 'We have money and beautiful women, come and rob us.' It seems that our mission goal is exactly the same." We are needed!”

Andre frowned: "Sukabule, is this the Baghdad gang?"

"laugh!"

Sean sneered: "Gangsters? This is just a gang made up of a group of refugees. They are just bedbugs who cannot stand on the stage. Get out of the car. Our employer needs us!"

After pushing the door and getting out of the car, in the eyes of Luther and a group of refugees, the door of the extremely domineering Hummer opened, and several tall and fully armed soldiers wearing gray urban camouflage walked out.

"Hey, you bastards, if you don't get out of here, I don't mind sending you to meet God!"

Sean held a cigarette in his mouth, put HK416 on his shoulder with one hand, and walked over with Andre and others.

Gudong!

Luther and the other group of refugees armed with all kinds of weapons swallowed hard, and cold sweat flowed down their foreheads, especially the M249 carried on Hu Liwei's shoulders. The sight of the ferocious big weapon sent shivers down the spine. cold!

After Sean's warning, Luther and others immediately fled in all directions, fully demonstrating to everyone what a rabble is!
  After seeing the group of refugees running away, a man in his thirties walked out from among the surrounded group of fashionable men and women. He stretched out his hand and said to Sean: "Thank you, thank you for saving us. I am the one who saved us this time." Kurtaba, leader of Radio William’s preparation team, are you from Baige Security Company?”

Sean stretched out his hand to shake his hand and nodded: "Of course, we are from Baige Private Security Consulting Company. My name is Sean. I am fully responsible for your security work in Baghdad."

Kurtaba said with some excitement: "Oh God! That's great, we need your protection! It's too dangerous here, Mr. Sean, you know, if you come a little later, just a little, Those damn gangsters are going to chop us to death with knives, I can see that they will definitely kill us!"

Looking at the emotional Kurtaba and a group of equally frightened men and women behind him, Sean clapped his hands and said: "Okay, gentlemen and ladies, you are safe now. Next, you will all be protected by our white pigeons." Security protection, now tell me, on which floor is your radio station located?"

"The first, second and third floors here belong to us, sir."

"Very well, just wait here."

Hearing this, Mr. Sean asked the people in the preparation team to wait where they were, then turned to Andre and others and waved his hands: "Andre, Zhang Jun, come with me, guys, it's time to get to work. , we have to go in and check first, while others are on alert and don’t let anyone attack us by surprise!”

In Baghdad, buildings like this need to be carefully inspected, otherwise you will regret it if you encounter some potential dangers, such as some booby traps that were not dealt with in time.

The three of them had a clear division of labor and checked every corner, as the most dangerous places are often hidden in these inconspicuous corners. After the inspection was completed and the safety was confirmed, they went downstairs to let Kurtaba and others Enter.

After everyone came up, Sean said seriously to the people in the preparation team: "Gentlemen and ladies, I advise you to stay here and not go out when it is not necessary in Baghdad, especially at night. My mission is It’s to protect your safety, so please don’t cause trouble to me!”

"Why, your mission is to protect us, not to command us!"

Facts have proved that sometimes there will always be one or two idiots who jump out. For example, right now, a young man in the planning team who looks to be in his 20s is a little unconvinced when he hears this.

"Ram! Shut up!" Kurtaba is a sensible person. He scolded Sean before he could get angry. Then he said to Sean: "Mr. Sean, please don't worry. I have already contacted Mr. William." However, our security work in Baghdad will fully cooperate with you and will not cause you any trouble!"

"This is the best thing."

Sean first affirmed Kurtaba's words, and then walked towards the young man named Ram, with a hint of a sinister smile on his lips.

"Mr. Sean, Ram is just emotionally unstable and a little confused..."

Seeing that Sean seemed to be preparing to do something, Kurtaba quickly spoke out to persuade him.

"No, no, Mr. Kurtaba, I am not a butcher."

Sean gently pulled Kurtaba aside, walked straight to Ram, and looked at him condescendingly.

Gudong!

Ram swallowed in fear and forced himself to say: "You... what do you want to do? I... I am Mr. William's employee..."

Looking at Ram who was trembling with fear and even stammering when he spoke, Sean stretched out his hand to straighten his collar, patted his face gently, and said softly: "Don't worry, I'm a very kind person. , look at you, your collar is wrinkled, how did you do it?"

Of course Sean won't do anything to him. He's just an ignorant child. Just give him a warning. There's no need to cause more trouble for him because of him.

Turning around, he began to arrange tasks with Andre and others, because the preparatory team was on the first, second and third floors, and Simon went to the roof of the building as an eye.

As the night slowly came, Sean and Hu Li were on guard on the fourth floor. They took out the corned beef from their backpacks and opened it with a dagger. They ate while chatting and asked: "You are from China, why?" Will you serve in the French Foreign Legion?”

Hu Liwei pulled off his camouflage scarf, took a sip of water and said: "I had just graduated from junior high school at that time, and I was only 15 years old. I didn't know what to do and didn't want to find a job. Later, I went to France because of some things. I heard that the Foreign Legion only needs to pass the selection process and nothing else is required, so I just went."

Sean nodded: "It's a magical experience."

While Sean was chatting casually, Simon's voice suddenly came from the tactical earphones: "Boss, there is a situation. At nine o'clock, two gangs are fighting!"

"Fake, prepare to fight!"

After hearing the message from Simon, Sean's expression turned serious: "Within 150 meters, shoot as a warning. If you approach 100 meters, shoot him directly!"

As a result, he had just given the order when Simon's voice came again: "Boss, they are leaving."

Hearing this, Sean frowned and said, "Be on guard until the other party leaves completely!"

The first night was still very peaceful. The sound of exploding shells and the sound of gunfire sounding like fried beans could be heard outside. It seemed like some kind of accompaniment, but after all, it didn't affect the building.

(End of this chapter)