Chapter 187: I don't tell you who I am

Fallujah was a well-preserved city that year, with the defenders fleeing without a fight, and the entire city was barely affected by the war...... Of course, it was precisely because of this that the resistance gathered in Fallujah. It was not until a year later that the "Bloody Battle of Fallujah" began a new form of warfare in the new century, and the entire city was destroyed by close-quarters street fighting, so that the living conditions were inferior to that of even the worst cities, and the resistance dispersed.

Of course, this is not to say that the resistance was unjust after the occupation of the homeland. But you resist to resist, and do not kidnap your own people. Don't show your anger at the enemy by smashing and burning the property of your fellow citizens......

The people should be protected by the military, not the military.

War, it has nothing to do with civilians.

Don't shoot at civilians, this should be the moral bottom line.

It is international law that both warring parties must wear military uniforms.

But urban street fighting has shattered all these past conventions. With this awareness, it is easy for a soldier to pull the trigger, so that any civilian cannot help but participate in the war. Even if they were killed by heavily armed soldiers with their bare hands, no one cared about their grievances - would you be a member of the civilian population and rejoice in this state of existence?

Standing on the street not far from the Dream Continent, turn around and look at the higher resort not far from here. An Feng felt in a trance for a moment, he felt that he couldn't understand those who were fighting resistant. Perhaps this is a difference in position. But after the Fallujah defenders fled without a fight, the first thing they did was loot the resort. In the past, this luxurious clubhouse, which ordinary people were not allowed to approach, amazed the civilian robbers who poured into it.

Look, high-ranking officials usually live such a life, how can they be so luxurious and so profligate?

Anger drove them to ransack this fantasy park, they ransacked this high-ranking officials' club very cleanly, and even people like An Feng who dug three feet into the "fantasy land" could only find those dilapidated window frames to vent their anger. But the wonderful thing is that after seeing the glitz and luxury of the resort, these common people recovered from their anger, and they began to envy this life, and they did not feel that they had been wronged.

They are obviously ordinary people, but they all have the same understanding: the luxury of high-ranking officials is what the common people like to see, and it is completely dark for the Yankees to let the people be their own masters. If Iraq is to be "liberated" one day, they must rule the country like Saddam Hussein. That is: to use the wealth of the people of the world for a part of the vested interests to enjoy.

For this reason, they decided to shed their blood and strive to become a "post-Saddam" or a member of the "post-Saddam" team.

So this war, from beginning to end, has nothing to do with the people, just some people with guns, thinking that they can speak "on behalf of" the people. They fought in the name of the people, and then they demanded that the people protect them, and as for the people being dragged down by the war, they considered it necessary, a necessary sacrifice for the country and for the nation - the sacrifice of others, of course.

In the end, if they win the war, the "dividends" of the war have nothing to do with the civilian people who support them, hide them, and shelter them, and the victors can wield guns and enjoy this "dividend" on behalf of the people

The so-called "prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer", this is about what it says.

From beginning to end, in the bloody battle of Fallujah, the common people were silent and forced...... It's a pity that no one cares what the common people think.

With all sorts of thoughts in his mind, An Feng passed through several streets, and the "Dream Continent" behind him was already hidden in the rows of houses. And at this time, Fallujah is lively, it is a city that is completely in the hands of the Iraqis. Its mayors are Iraqi, the new army is Iraqi, and the police are Iraqi, so Iraqis are not shy about taking to the streets to show off their pride.

Unfortunately, though, the products here are not Iraqi. Because the electricity supply has not been restored, even the running water is not Iraq's...... But this is ignored by most Iraqis. They proudly held the "Master Kong Mineral Water" and "Nongfu Spring" mineral water, and made a loud noise in the street, and the soldiers of the Fallujah Security Brigade who were wandering next to them also called each other by their nicknames kindly when they saw the loud noises, and greeted each other affectionately.

This is Fallujah, a typical, boisterous, dusty Arab city. The only difference between it now and before the war is that the place where things are bought and sold can only be on the black market. The black market is full of goods and varieties are much richer than before the war, but the supermarkets and shopping malls that are serious are basically closed.

Of course, entertainment is indispensable at any time, soldiers squatting in the trenches have to play cards for entertainment, Fallujah, which has not been damaged by the war, all kinds of entertainment facilities are deformed and developed, but the prices inside have risen several times, dozens of times compared with before the war.

An Feng walked to no one's place, quietly took out his mobile phone and began to locate it. The meeting place agreed upon by the other party...... It is an Arabic shisha house. It is located in an unobtrusive alley. An Feng followed the guidance of the positioning signal, groped all the way to the hookah house, and pushed the door to smell a sweet smoke. There is a hint of nutmeg in the smoke, as well as rosemary, and an oddly sweet taste. I felt very comfortable at first when I smelled this sweet smell, but after smelling too much, I immediately felt choked in my throat, felt that my throat was hot and itchy, and I wanted to take a sip.

But you can't smoke it.

Authentic Arabic shisha is made of large hemp, and then mixed with various spices and shredded tobacco, as for what the spices are added, one depends on personal taste and hobbies, and the other is based on the various special secret recipes preserved in the hookah house. Of course, the secret recipe of the shisha house is actually just a difference in the proportion of spice ingredients. So this smoke smells very good, and if you don't filter it with a hookah, you will feel spicy and addictive.

There were a few tall men sitting at the reception of the hookah parlor, they didn't smoke but just sitting, waiting for An Feng to open the curtain and come in, he was standing at the door frowning, several strong men jumped up, one of them had a smile on his face, and asked: "Hello, good morning, it's nice to meet you, sir, what do you need me to do?" ”

An Feng tilted his head and glanced at the other party...... Well, An Feng didn't move for two weeks in Fallujah because he had been watching the news on TV, mimicking the locals' habitual movements and body language. Honestly, the agents who pretend to be who in the movie are actually made up. It is very difficult to do this in the real world. If you want the KGB to send agents to the United States, you need to build a small town that completely imitates the United States, and the television, movies, newspapers, etc., in the town, are all courier from the United States, and the residents of the town grow up watching these movies, television and newspapers, receive special training, and then send them to the United States to hide. This is how you can be guaranteed not to be noticed.

In fact, people in each place have their own unique regional culture, as well as unique body language. The latter often come from local pop singers, or show hosts, well-known limelight figures, and so on. Their habits are often imitated and eventually become part of the unique local culture. Ordinary people may not care about this unique body language habitual movement, but trained people, or people who are a little more sensitive, will get a sense from the people around you that you are a local or an outsider.

And the current Fallujah foreign population is basically an enemy of the Iraqis.

An Feng's imitation seemed to have succeeded, and after a few strong men on the opposite side glanced at it, except for the person who greeted An Feng, the others immediately sat down lazily again. The person who greeted An Feng didn't notice anything abnormal, he waited quietly for An Feng to speak with a flattering smile.

"I don't smoke, I want something else...... Is there something more exciting? An Feng flipped his wrist, and a five-dollar bill appeared in the crack of his hand.

The hostess on the other side suddenly bent lower: "Sir, please, we have a better one inside, but ......"

An Feng knew what the other party meant, and with a second stroke of his wrist, a dollar bill appeared......

That's enough. The oncoming receptionist immediately moved his thick legs and led An Feng through the courtyard-style Arabic patio to the back hall of the hookah house.

Nowadays, prices in Iraq are very expensive: a liter of Coke costs about $l, an 8-inch pizza costs $1, sometimes specials cost $l, a pound of bananas costs $07, and a good lean pork tenderloin costs $0 for $1 pound (about 09 catties); l pound lobster costs $10; A bucket of UU ml) of Häagen-Dazs ice cream costs $5, and a bag of bread (for a family of four) costs $2......

In addition to what is "eaten", it is also surprisingly expensive to "wear on" in Iraq today: l pieces of brand-name T-Xun actually cost 10 dollars; l Branded Shirt Dollar; l international brand LPP jeans cost 30 US dollars (about 0 yuan), l pairs of high-end brand sneakers generally cost 40 US dollars...... Today, the average local resident earns more than $30 per capita per month.

Generally speaking, an ordinary Iraqi, after the war, can spend a few dozen dollars to buy food for a week's needs for his family, and a few hundred dollars to buy clothes for a year...... This price is several times higher than before the war. An Feng spent US dollars (about 160 yuan) to enter the door, which is already a high-end consumption. Because at this price, you can already buy three very large lobsters.

The back hall of the hookah hall is the sauna, several Arab snake dancers in bikinis, twisting their small waists and approaching An Feng, smiling, constantly shaking their eyes, greeting in their mouths, and reaching out to unbutton An Feng's clothes, An Feng's body dodged for a while, and Yu Crisp and generously let the other party do it.

Three minutes later, An Feng was led into the bathroom by two snake dancing beauties with a big towel around his waist, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and a locker room key hanging from his wrist. This is a VIP bathroom, and the cold plunge pool is the hall, but there are only four shirtless men in the hall, lying by the cold plunge pool, closing their eyes and enjoying the hookah. And there was only one middle-aged man in the sauna, this person's sturdy body was steaming and his face was covered with sweat, and when An Feng came in, he was lowering his eyes and bowing his head in contemplation, and he didn't look up at An Feng who came in.

Waiting for the sauna door to close, the two snake dancers left the hall with a smile, An Feng wiped his sweat with a towel, and took out two playing cards from the scarf around his waist, one of the two of clubs and one of the four of spades, and gently spread them beside the middle-aged man.

These are the two cards in the Playing Card Wanted Notice, which have an English description describing the identity and position of the wanted person, but the avatar is a black shadow, and there is no specific portrait photo.

In this deck of wanted cards, 13 are printed only with the names and positions of the wanted high-ranking officials, and there are no corresponding photos, because these people are called "black shadows".

The high-ranking Iraqi officials identified as "black shadows" usually hide behind the scenes and are largely absent from the media, so even the most powerful American intelligence agents cannot find their footage. There was no way, so the Americans could only replace it with "Black Shadow".

In this poker wanted post, the "3" and "4" of various suits are all printed on the regional backbone and core leadership of the Iraqi Baath Socialist Party in various provinces, and the "black shadow" is basically the backbone of these areas.

Generally speaking, high-ranking officials known as "black shadows" have absolute advantages such as familiarity with the environment and unimpeded information channels in the areas under their jurisdiction, but they rarely appear in public, and it is difficult for the outside world to obtain their information. For example, the old man in Iraq, and Salvi. If it weren't for the old man saying that his sworn enemy was named Salvi, maybe An Feng would also have to name him with "Black Shadow".

Facts have also proved that when most of the high-ranking Iraqi officials with names, surnames, and photographs on the wanted warrants were arrested, none of the "shadow" figures were arrested, so some media once commented on the "shadow" figures: These "hidden elements" will become the "unspeakable hidden" of the US military.

The two "unspeakable hidden" were spread out beside the middle-aged man at the same time, and the middle-aged man glanced at An Feng quietly...... Well, An Feng undressed in front of the Snake Dancer, that is, he had been checked on his body and had no weapons except for his mobile phone.

But the other party was still not satisfied, he pointed to An Feng's big apron and whispered, "I like to be honest." ”

An Feng immediately responded to the other party, untying the towel and throwing it aside.

Now, all he has is a cell phone, and the keys on his wrist.

The middle-aged man on the opposite side lifted his buttocks, then took out a mobile phone from under his buttocks, and pressed the button to send a text message. An Feng's mobile phone rang immediately, and the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, stared at An Feng and said, "Show me your mobile phone." ”

An Feng raised his arm and turned the phone screen towards the other party...... After verifying this text message, the other party nodded and said, "I received ...... The old man heard that his children had been successfully transferred out of Iraq. Well, what can I do for you? ”

"It's not you who do it for me, I do it for you?" An Feng replied calmly.

"So, what do you have?"

"I have a team of mercenaries, a team of perfectly legal mercenaries, and a fleet of completely legal transports."

"Convoy?" The middle-aged man on the opposite side raised his eyebrows. After a pause, he pondered for a moment and replied, "The old man said you could be trusted, and Salvi promised you the same, but neither of them showed up, they just sent me a text message." Text messaging...... Haha, you know, the communication in Iraq has not been restored, and we are now using the mobile phones of the Mi people, and they are very easy to manipulate. ”

"I admit you're right, however, I'm not going to give you proof." An Feng immediately closed his mouth.

The middle-aged man on the opposite side waited for a while, didn't hear the follow-up movement, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "Cautious young man...... I understand what you did, those two people managed to escape, and they were willing to send text messages to prove your credibility, which is already extraordinarily bold. Maybe you've paid a big price for it. If I were to hide, I would cut off all old contacts. ”

An Feng nodded in agreement: "I'm not interested in fighting and killing, and I don't have much expectation of whether this business can be done." After all, this is risky work, and both parties have to be voluntary and conscious. ”

"You're right, but I'm not going to trade with you this time," the middle-aged man grinned, and he said with a thorough explanation: "I can't trust you just with a text message, and besides, I'm not at the end of my rope yet." Well, leave your phone number and I'll get back to you - that's not an American phrase. Oh, where do you live? ”

An Feng shook his head slightly: "You shouldn't know this." Since there is no deal, then we are still strangers, and I will not tell you. ”

The middle-aged man on the opposite side coughed a few times, and in the hall of the cold pool, two strong men came over, stood outside the door and looked around, and saw An Feng and the middle-aged man sitting far away, both of them seemed to be contemplating, and being steamed. They then bowed their heads and left.

The middle-aged man pointed to the playing card wanted and smiled silently: "Do you know why I chose these two cards as a contact signal?" That's right, I'm one of them. But I'm not going to tell you who I am. You know? I go out with this face, and once someone sees it, I will get a very big bonus for reporting it. How much do you earn doing this forwarding job? Will it be higher than the bounty? ”

An Feng owed a debt, and said with a smile: "I'd better say goodbye...... Your curiosity is too high. Since there are no more deals, let's see you next time. ”

"No, young man, don't be in a hurry, I haven't spoken for a long time, just when you meet a stranger in the bath, talk to him, tell a story—you're not Iraqi, I can see that. So, where are you from? Japanese? Malay? Philippines...... No, I've been to the Philippines and you're not Filipino either. ”

"Oh, you've already guessed? That's right, I live in the 'Dreamland,' and I'm Lebanese. ”

"yes, yes, I can see it as soon as you enter the door, otherwise how would I like to be honest. Your skin is very well nourished, and you can see that you have been living well, you have not suffered hardship, and you have not had a single scar on your body. You are not a soldier, you should be a civilian in the army. Oh, you have a connection with the old man and Salvi, and they escaped without telling you what happened to the money they had on hand? ”

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