The first stop of the former Du Feng and his entourage is Aleppo, which is the second largest city in Syria after Damascus, especially the important city in the north, which is deservedly the first in the north in terms of economy and justice, and has extraordinary strategic significance in terms of military aspects.

Aleppo was once a rebel-held area, but the city was recently returned to government forces after the Battle of Aleppo.

As there were more and more ruins along the way, Du Feng and his party finally arrived in the city.

Several mercenaries were joking with each other, don't look at the female crew members, and the bad jokes are even more slippery than the other.

Along the way, Sinka was the only one who sat in the off-road vehicle and remained silent, which may be understandable, after all, anyone who sees their country become like this will be silent.

What no one knows is that Sinka once settled here when he fled, but at that time, with the fall of Aleppo, he fled to the Turks in order to avoid the impact of the war.

My dear, this used to be very prosperous, and now it's one of the best cities in the rundown, and I can have some fun at night if you need to.

Besenia, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and said in an extremely seductive tone.

"That's not necessary, I'll be able to toss with you. Du Feng quipped.

Besenia glanced at Du Feng charmingly, leaned over from the front row, approached Du Feng and said, "Honey, I don't know what I want to toss at night?"

"What a thorny rose. Du Feng politely admired the charm on Besenia's chest, he had no doubt that as long as he dared to move this dissolute woman, he would definitely not get any benefits, and if he didn't get it, he would be planted in his hands, let go of it just to joke with each other, knowing people but not knowing their hearts, everything can't be careless, he hasn't reached the point where he can't control the bird below.

"Thank you for the compliment, it's almost there, please don't walk around after entering the city. Besenia sat back and looked out the window with a loose face, just following her eyes, consciously or unconsciously, and he saw that this guy had swept almost all the possible ambushes.

The road into Aleppo was full of sentinels, and anyone who saw a passing car would walk over and check it.

Besenia and the others had already wrapped their black turbans in front of a sentry port, and when a soldier beckoned, the jaguar stopped to be examined, and she handed the soldier a document and said two words in Arabic.

Du Feng could find that there were several dark green dollars mixed in with this document.

Who is this? The soldier looked at Du Feng and said, "Foreigners are not allowed in the city now. ”

Du Feng smiled: "I'm a doctor, a doctor from Huaxia!"

The Arabic soldier used by Du Feng naturally understood, and his eyes quickly lit up when he heard the word doctor.

"Are you a doctor?" the soldier didn't check Du Feng's ID at all, his happy appearance was a little funny, but there was also some grief.

War is always accompanied by pain, and in this era, only they can experience the pain of no one to heal, and the skilled military doctors enjoy the best treatment wherever they go, but once the war starts, most of these people will go to other places to settle down for a new life, and those few who do not go only serve the officers, and it is impossible for them.

Out of respect for a doctor, no, his own life, let this soldier give Du Feng a big gift.

Du Feng also replied to the other party with the etiquette of *, which inevitably surprised the soldiers again.

"Thank you for coming to Aleppo, are you an international organization that has come to help? God, we haven't had a decent hospital for half a month since the hospital was destroyed by the rebels!"

Du Feng didn't want to break the soldier's hope, so he nodded paradoxically and said, "Can I go in?"

Of course, sir.

Yours is the real thing. Besenia said: I can't tell when you're a doctor.

Du Feng opened the document with a smile, pointed to the information written on it in Chinese and Chinese English, and said: We are internationally recognized doctors!

In Du Feng's hand is an internationally recognized medical certificate, this thing was given to him by Tong Jingnan at another international exchange meeting, and he was put in a bag with his passport at the beginning, and he brought it with him this time, but he didn't expect to use it at this time.

In fact, Du Feng doesn't pose the identity of this doctor, but it is inevitable that he will have a tongue, especially in the first image of foreigners during the war, it is definitely very unfriendly, and it is most convenient to avoid trouble and show an identity.

"Honey, I'm really getting more and more interested in you!" Besenia said coquettishly.

"Don't, I want to live a few more years!"

The main task of coming to Aleppo is to investigate the Ouroboros tracking, and going to Sinka's hometown is just a destination, and most importantly, information along the way.

After the first checkpoint, each remaining layer of inspection will be much stricter, but under the identity of Dr. Du Feng, they are still allowed one by one.

Aleppo, once a prosperous city, is now in ruins, and after the war, it is more like a purgatory, with makeshift tents lining the streets. An abandoned sedan buried in the rubble.

At night, Du Feng and the others will rest here for the night, which is also convenient for Du Feng to inquire about the surrounding information.

Aleppo is bustling at night and during the day, with people walking the streets and all kinds of big events.

Aleppo is in ruins, but it is of great significance to the people here, the battle has been fought for four years, almost half of the army has been consumed in four years, the second largest city has been abolished in four years, and the victory won in four years has given people the dawn of peace.

"Huaxia people?" said a middle-aged man in the crowd who patted Du Feng on the shoulder.

Du Feng looked back and saw a man with the same yellow face and nodded, of course, there was a foreigner beside him who looked around from time to time, from the bulge on his clothes, Du Feng could find that this foreigner was wearing body armor inside, and a firearm was pinned to his waist.

The middle-aged man saw Du Feng's appearance and hurriedly said in surprise: Great! I didn't expect to see my compatriots here.

Hello. Du Feng nodded in reply to him, and then looked at the crowd in the distance.

The middle-aged man took out a Chinese cigarette, carefully took out two from it, held one by himself, and handed the other to Du Feng.

"Thank you for not smoking. Du Feng refused, it was just a face-to-face relationship, Du Feng didn't want to have anything to do with strangers he had never met.

The middle-aged man carefully put the cigarette in the cigarette case and said: I don't know why my brother came to this war-torn place.

"Work. Du Feng said without hesitation.

"Yes. The middle-aged man whispered, and then seemed to laugh at himself: "If it weren't for work, I would really want to leave here." ”

The middle-aged man became more and more energetic the more he talked, pulling Du Feng to keep talking in the east and west.

"Have you been here for a long time? Do you know if there is a place to hire bodyguards here?" Du Feng finally said after half an hour.

Perhaps because he was happy to be replied by an indifferent compatriot, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Of course there is, I hired a soldier, it is him Joseph." ”

The middle-aged man patted the foreigner next to him and signaled that he was Joseph in his mouth.

Joseph also nodded at Du Feng, looking a little muna, but if he was careful, he could find that his calloused hands were definitely the calluses of guns produced by holding the gun for a long time.

"Do you want to hire bodyguards? I'll take you there, just call me Wang Miao." The middle-aged man stretched out his right hand and said.

"Liu Feng!" Du Feng also stretched out his hand and shook hands.

In most countries in the Middle East, alcohol is banned, except for Syria, where many young people are willing to go to bars to get drunk, let me take you to a place, where there are many mercenary organizations and most importantly, foreign girls!

What kind of bars in Syria are like, Du Feng knows this from the time he goes to stay overnight. No matter who the mercenaries are working for, squandering may also be a major characteristic of them, there is wine today and drunk today, and tomorrow is sad and tomorrow is sad. I don't know if there will be tomorrow, the mercenaries will never converge, and they will find a way to consume the energy that the war does not consume.