Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 45 Cossacks!
  "Myanmar?"

Upon hearing this place name, Sean frowned: "What is he doing in Myanmar?"

Zhang Jun shook his head: "I'm not sure. I heard that he seems to be a mercenary in northern Myanmar."

Sean's frown deepened when he heard Beibu.

Northern Myanmar, also known as northern Myanmar, also called Upper Myanmar, consists of Mandalay, Magway, Sagaing, Yangon, Kachin State, Shan State, Kayah State, Karen State, Kokang, Chin State and other regions , there is a famous river here called the Mekong River. It is also called the Lancang River in China. There is a famous name here.

Golden Triangle!
  The world's largest drug producer!

In this place, Sean seriously doubted whether the other party was already contaminated with drugs.

As if seeing Sean's worry, Zhang Jun immediately assured: "Boss, please don't worry, I believe he will not become an addict!"

Sean nodded: "Can I contact him?"

Zhang Jun affirmed: "Yes!"

"Then get in touch."

To be honest, after hearing that the other party was in the Golden Triangle, Sean was no longer looking forward to it. You couldn't make much money as a mercenary there, drugs were rampant, and electronic fraud was everywhere. There was no guarantee that the other party would be infected with drugs or join a certain organization. An electronic fraud group, a local warlord, etc. No matter which one they are, they will inevitably have bad habits. Recruiting them into the company might be a time bomb.

After thinking about it, Sean continued: "One more thing, I think we need a nickname, especially during the mission, it's best not to call it by name."

Simon still cherishes words like gold: "Trigger."

"Nice nickname, next one."

Andre thought for a while and said: "My name is 'Barrel', and vodka is my life!"

Uh……

Everyone looked at him speechlessly, and then each reported their own nicknames. Some were used by them when they served in the military, some were invented by themselves, and some were made fun of each other. They were all different. In the end, they are as follows.

Sean: Goat

Simon: Trigger

Andre: barrel
  Ahmed: bull

Hu Liwei: Fox
  Zhang Jun: Ace of Spades
  Gross: Devil
  Antonio: Matador
  Wingers: M4
  Ron: driver

"Boss, I also have a comrade who once served in the signal flag like me, but he is a little special."

After the nickname was decided, Andre raised his hand eagerly and said.

"Oh?"

Sean turned to look at Andre and asked curiously: "Tell me, how special is it?"

"He's a Cossack!"

Cossacks?
  Sean's eyes lit up. This is a very strong group. The Cossacks are not a nation in the traditional sense. The word Cossacks comes from the Turkic language, which means free people or brave people. This is a group of people living in Eastern Europe. The special group of the steppe (Wuklan and southern Russia) is composed of most Slavs, as well as some Tatars, Georgians, and Caucasians. The entire large group is divided into six main branches, which are those living in The Zaporozhye Group west of the Dnieper River, the Don River Group in the Don River Basin, the Greban Group in the Caucasus, the Yek Group in the middle reaches of the Ural River, the Volga River Group in the Volga River region and the Dnieper River Group in the Dnieper River. This is a tough nation. They have been in the army for generations. They have been famous for their bravery and good fighting skills in history. The Cossack cavalry is famous. I won’t introduce it in detail here, otherwise I would say that I am ignorant.

"Where is he now?"

Andre said: "He is in Iraq now. He has formed a Cossack mercenary team by himself and came to Iraq to find work. His remuneration is not generous, it can even be said to be low. He will definitely be willing to join our company. , Boss, if you can bring him into the company, I think you should be able to gain a whole team of Cossack mercenaries, and you may even be recognized by General Alexei and become a Cossack!"

Hearing this, Sean's eyes lit up even more. If he could become a Cossack, then with this large group of Cossacks, there would be endless jobs!
  This is the green dollar!

"Contact him now!"

"As you wish, Boss!"

Andre immediately took out his cell phone, dialed and clicked on the speakerphone. After four or five rings, he was connected. There was a burst of violent machine gun fire and the sound of exploding artillery shells from the other side, and a rough roar came: "Sukabu! What bitch is calling me at this time?"

Uh……

Andre raised his head in embarrassment and showed an awkward and polite smile to everyone, and then said: "Sword and Shield, I am the barrel!"

"Sukabule! Are you a wine barrel?"

The sound of gunshots and the sound of explosives on the other end of the phone kept ringing. When Sword and Shield heard Andre calling his name, he paused for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Come and save me, Mad, I'm surrounded by a bunch of bastards." Got it!"

Andre covered the phone and turned to look at Sean: "Boss?"

Sean thought for a while and said: "Tell him to tell him his address and hold on. We will be there soon. However, if he does not join the company after the armed rescue, he will need to pay 100,000 US dollars. If he joins the company, then this will The first time is to rescue our own people."

After hearing Andre's message, Jiandun said very simply: "Okay, we are in a village forty kilometers southeast of Babylon. Come quickly. If you are late, wait to collect the body for me!"

After hanging up the phone, Sean glanced at everyone: "Everyone in the Military Department, bring your equipment, gather on the tarmac, and take action!"

"Operation codename: Clean up the trash!"

Three minutes later, two Mi-24 Hinds flew into the sky and flew straight to the northwest of Baghdad.

The two Hinds flew over the urban area of ​​Baghdad, not only attracting the attention of the people, but also attracting the attention of various forces. They also acted as an advertisement for White Pigeon Security in a different direction.

It is 40 kilometers southeast of Babylon, which is equivalent to 40 kilometers northwest of Baghdad. This distance can be reached in the blink of an eye for the female deer. After a while, the sound of shell explosions was heard from time to time.

The two Hinds pulled the fuselage down and looked at the village below. A group of armed men wearing floral scarves raised their guns and shot at the village continuously. There were even two modified pickup trucks, each with an 85 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine guns, four militants were operating these two heavy machine guns to fire wildly, suppressing the guys in the village until they were unable to resist.

"Cleaning begins, target: militants on the ground!"

The two Hinds tilted their fuselages, and their 30mm cannons roared angrily. At the same time, the mounted aerial rockets flew out.

The group of militants on the ground looked up after hearing the sound of the huge helicopter propellers, and then their faces fell apart in horror. The lucky guy was so frightened that he threw away his weapon and ran around like a headless fly. Then he was shot by a certain shot. They were blown up by rockets or torn apart by aircraft strafing.

In less than a minute, the two powerful hinds finally stopped, and the scene returned to calm. Both inside and outside the village, everything fell into dead silence. The ground seemed to have been plowed. There are potholes everywhere, broken limbs and broken arms are scattered everywhere, and blood is dripping!

It is in line with that sentence, if you are poor, you will use tactics, if you are rich, you will be bombed by me!
  (End of this chapter)