The worst thing is that the speed of the car could not be raised at all, and in the evening, it drove less than 300 kilometers.

Looking at the dilapidated town in front of him, Ye Xuan said helplessly: "Okay, let's stay here, it's better not to go at night, it's too dangerous!"

Zeng Ping nodded, as a former soldier king, he has seen a lot of this situation, if it is his own, he is not afraid at all, but with two war rookies, the danger factor is high.

Although he told the two of them a lot of things that should be paid attention to on the battlefield along the way, who knows how much they can absorb? Although they have not really entered the war zone yet, in this kind of place, war can break out at any time, and it is better not to risk it at night.

The car drove into the town, and Ye Xuan found that the situation here was even worse than he imagined, with dilapidated roads, dilapidated houses, and dilapidated inns~~~~ In a word, there is almost nothing intact here, except for people!

But even if it is a human being, Ye Xuan also found that many of them have scars on their bodies, and many of them are missing arms and legs, obviously, these people are all people who have been devastated by the war.

Seeing a customer come to the door, the boss, who had been sitting behind the counter and dozing off, immediately lifted his spirits and called loudly to the only waiter in the store to ask her to come and greet the customer.

In the end, he simply went into battle himself, and warmly greeted the three seemingly kind guests.

Before getting out of the car, Ye Xuan and the three of them returned to their normal dress, except for their appearance and makeup, they all looked like authentic Chinese people from every point.

So, they were warmly received by the owner, of course, the supplies here are very insufficient, so it is impossible to eat good things.

Fortunately, the Holy Hand Thief thought of this problem when he came, and there were still a lot of good things bought in Saudi Arabia in the car, so he took them down and asked the boss to take them.

The owner, who was both the owner of the restaurant and the chef, saw the food stolen by the Holy Hand, his eyes lit up, and he walked into the kitchen with joy.

His expression of surprise made Ye Xuan have to wonder a little, could it be that he hadn't eaten such a good dish for a long time? If that was the case, in the process of cooking, it was difficult to guarantee that he would not cut corners and save a little for himself.

Of course, Ye Xuan also admitted that he was a bit of a villain, but when he accidentally saw that the boss really cut off a piece of meat and stuffed it into the refrigerator, he knew that he was not wrong.

However, he also turned a blind eye, too lazy to bother with these poor people, it is not easy for people to open a restaurant here, and there are not necessarily a few customers at the end of the day, life is difficult!

The Holy Hand took the opportunity to introduce the eating habits here: "The tables of the people of Iraq are generally not visible knives, forks, spoons and other utensils, only cups, plates and other utensils, and they are used to grabbing rice with their right hand. They are accustomed to eating cooked dishes and do not eat them if they have a slight taste. ”

"And one thing, it's a little bit different from other Arab countries, you can drink here, you can see people drinking in the streets, if it's in other Arab countries, it's considered heresy!"

"They are taboo to pass things or food with their left hand. They regard the left hand as a dirty hand and think that using a dirty hand to pass something or food is actually an insult to a person. ”

"It's a strange custom, but it doesn't have much to do with us. Zeng Ping muttered.

Soon, the boss fried the dishes and brought them out, judging from the dishes he fried, you can also see some local flavors, which are relatively a little light, and the amount is a little small.

In this way, they pay attention to the freshness and tenderness of the dishes, the rich fragrance, the importance of the quality of the meals and the small quantity, and the general taste likes to be light and favors sweetness. The Holy Hand snickered and said.

"It doesn't matter, we can eat any taste, as long as it's not poisonous. Zeng Ping laughed and said.

Of course he has no problem, being able to become a king of soldiers is not cultivated in a greenhouse, but tempered by the baptism of war on a cruel and ruthless battlefield.

And Ye Xuan has no problem, he has lived in the mountains since he was a child, and when he was young, he went out to practice, and he didn't know how much hardship he endured.

As for the Holy Hand Thief, can you imagine a person who can burrow into someone else's grave for a treasure and pay attention to food and drink?

So, there is nothing unaccustomed to these dishes for them.

Just as the three of them started eating, to the surprise of the boss, another guest came in!

When this group of people came in, Ye Xuan glanced up intentionally or unintentionally, this was a group of Westerners, wearing casual clothes, but Ye Xuan found something from their clothes.

This discovery made him a little wary, and he touched Zeng Ping with his foot, but saw Zeng Ping smile, obviously, he also found these small details.

The boss happily greeted them and led them to the table next to Ye Xuan and them, the group of people didn't talk much, just their eyes were cold, Ye Xuan noticed that they looked at the three of them intentionally or unintentionally for a while, and then sat down.

The smell of blood!

Although Ye Xuan had never been on the battlefield, he could also feel that these people had a strong smell of blood on their bodies, that is, this group of people had a lot of blood on their hands.

The three of them glanced at each other, and raised their vigilance in their hearts, these people are obviously not good people, and if they encounter each other in such a foreign country, if they are not careful, they may be in big trouble.

After a while, when a big man pointed to Ye Xuan's table, he gestured with the boss, and the holy hand secretly translated in a whisper, saying that they had taken a fancy to the dishes on their table, and asked the boss to do the same.

However, the boss was very embarrassed, because he didn't have these ingredients in the store, so he couldn't make them at all.

A big man walked over and said in very standard English: "Dude, I heard that you brought your own ingredients, can you sell some to us?"

English is trivial to Ye Xuan, he laughed and said, "No problem, when you go out, it is convenient for you to be with others, just for yourself! Wait a minute, I'll take it off." ”

"Thank you!" the big man gave a thumbs up, and smiled brightly.

Ye Xuan walked out of the store and saw two cars parked next to his car, which were also off-road vehicles, but the two pieces of equipment were much stronger, Ye Xuan had also learned a lot of military knowledge from Zeng Ping in the past few days, and recognized that this was an off-road vehicle specially supplied by the military.

It seems that these people are not military men. It is mercenaries, and many of those who are active in Iraq are mercenaries, they are employed by the military or independent organizations, anyway, for them, they live for money, and whoever gives the money will serve whomever they want.

Ye Xuan didn't plan to have any conflict with them, although in terms of strength, the three of them could completely kill these people, but if it was not necessary, it was better to have fewer enemies with others.

(End of chapter)