Chapter 192: You Messed With Me

The voice outside the door suddenly became lower, and after a while, Hadi's voice became louder: "No, we can't let anyone know about our transaction here, you tell Ihasan that I don't have time to see him now......"

After a pause, Hardy immediately asked again: "How many weapons do we have?" Are there enough bullets? You, hurry up and go out over the wall and find all our people, the more the better......"

The voice outside the door was silent for a moment, and the person being questioned seemed hesitant. An Feng put away the work in his hand, stood in place and smiled slightly, he stood up lightly and pushed the door open, interjected, "Don't worry, my people will be here soon." ”

Hardy was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with his words being heard by others, but turned around and patiently explained: "Mr. Samaha, something happened, do you remember that the rooftops near us are full of people?" Oh, here's the thing:

We had a youth camp gathering people on the street nearby, and we didn't expect to run into a ...... A hard stubble. It is said that the youth team stopped people passing by on such and such a street, and a young man was also stopped, and this person was also eighteen, nineteen, or twenty years old, and our youth team maybe, perhaps, there was a compulsive behavior and a physical altercation with him......

Aha, the reason why I am so vague is because everyone at the scene is dead. It was not easy for us to find a few passers-by, and according to their descriptions, we had a rough idea of what was going on.

It is said that after a physical altercation, the young man suddenly grabbed the captain's gun and opened fire on the youth team...... It is said that the youth team did not even fight back, and all of them were killed. And what is even more strange is that this youth team operation is accompanied by an instructor, who lives nearby, and observes the youth team's actions from upstairs, from a high distance. However, the existence of the instructor and his hiding place cannot be known to outsiders. But that's the weirdest part.

It is said that after killing the youth team members, they rushed to the instructor's office without stopping, climbed to the fifth floor with their bare hands, and then killed the instructor ......"

Hardy took a deep breath and added, "We all think: it's not a coincidence. No one can coincidentally know that there is an instructor in the team, it is impossible to know where the instructor is staying by coincidence, that person is very high-handed, he should be a professional killer, maybe...... He's a professional agent. ”

After Hardy finished speaking, he looked at An Feng with evasive eyes, and An Feng pretended to be curious and asked, "Agent?" The new Iraqi government? ”

Hardy shook his head resolutely: "Impossible, they can't care about ...... now"

An Feng immediately interrupted him and asked, "Then why did the youth team stop him, and why did your captain recruit him?" ”

Hadi couldn't help but blurt out, "yes, if that guy isn't Iraqi, how can someone from the youth team stop him?" ”

"And then?" An Feng asked slowly.

"And then," the absent-minded Hardy replied casually, immediately reminiscing, and replied: "Our people have searched the surrounding area, and the area of the plastic factory is left, and it is said that the killer, or assassin, said that he lived on the plastic long street, so they wanted to come in and search." ”

"And then?"

"And then? What else is then ...... Oh, I don't want Ihsan to know about our deal, this deal can't be exposed", Hadi said more and more firmly in his tone: "So I'm going to refuse Ihsan's search, but there are only two of us now, and if Ihasan insists on coming in......"

An Feng nodded and asked, "Sarif, why did Mr. Sarif choose this place for trading?"

Hardy was stunned for a moment and grinned, "Sarrif...... He was a relative of mine, and before the war I was the workshop secretary of the factory. Do you know the official position of secretary? This is the ...... in the Baath Party"

"I understand......" An Feng interrupted Hadi's words: "I understand the Russian official system. Oh, that said, you're a native of here, so who is Ihassan? ”

Hadi hesitated and shook his head: "I can't tell you, after all, you're not Iraqi." ”

"Actually, I just want to know if Ihasan can command you."

At this time, a lot of people had gathered outside the gate of the plastic factory, but at this time the team had calmed down, they gathered under the torches and did not make a noise, and there were teams coming over to report something to someone standing under the torches, except for these reports from time to time, the rest of the people were almost silent - this scene was seen by An Feng's transcendent sense, and he felt that the crowd outside the door already had the appearance of an army.

"Ah-Ihasan is also under someone else's staff, he used to be of a high administrative rank, but I am not under his command, we are not a system at all. You know, my uncle Salef only used Fallujah as a hideout and didn't want to develop anything here, but...... Ahem, but we can't all assign it. ”

I understand, the person in front of me is the one who relied on nepotism, although he is a big-eyed official, but because there are people above, he has never taken others seriously.

There is also a message from his words: Sarif is not a local, he is an alien dragon. Hardy would not say that Sarif is afraid to show his face now. He didn't dare to let the locals know he was here. And Ihasan is a local powerhouse...... A boss under his command.

"My people are rushing here", sorting out the entanglements here, An Feng understood that Hardy would never let himself be exposed, and he quickly said: "They are foreigners, mercenaries. If they have a conflict with someone outside, then ...... Then we advance with arms"

"This won't work," Hadi blurted out, pausing for a moment and embarrassed: "This is Iraq after all, and Iraq is Iraqi." You can't offend our dignity. ”

Your dignity is shit-An Feng scolded in his heart and shook his head disdainfully: "I agree with your words, Iraq is Iraqi, but you can't represent Iraq." ”

Taking a deep breath, An Feng calmly stopped Hadi's rebuttal, shook his finger and said: "I'm here to do business, and I'm here to rebuild after the war, I am walking on this land, and I have obtained the permission of the government, and you think that the government's permission is not recognized, it is a matter between you and the new government, and it has nothing to do with me." Haha, you don't recognize the government's permission, go and tell the government, don't tell me. So, if I am forcibly stopped, I have the right to defend myself. ”

As he spoke, An Feng felt his surroundings and didn't find the moving vehicles. He flipped his hand and checked the screen of his mobile phone, on which the convoy continued to move forward, no one stopped him, no one ...... Shooting at the convoy.

Hardy was angry, but after a while, his anger suddenly went down again, he changed his smile, shook his head, and said, "You are indeed a trustworthy trader, and I can now trust you to hand over the goods." Yes, from Ihassan's standpoint, I am angry at your toughness, but from my standpoint, I think your tough attitude of defending the deal is a guarantee for our deal. ”

The two bodyguards next to Hardy were also angry, but when Hardy said this, the two bodyguards tilted their heads and thought about it, their faces gradually calmed down, and showed a smile of agreement - yes, they are not on the same side as Ihasan now. They are not thinking about preserving Saddam Hussein, they are not thinking about rebuilding the glory of the Baath Party, they are thinking that they will be able to get out of this hell one day.

Standing on this position, An Feng did not hesitate to use force to maintain the attitude of the transaction, but made them, potential customers, more assured about the security of the transaction.

Hadi waved his hand and instructed one of the bodyguards next to him, "You go and tell Ihassan, you go and call someone." Tell Ihasan that this is not my business...... Oh, we have one of us dying in that room too, and Aimar is our man. I was in the sauna with Aymar this morning, and I heard that he died in the house, next to the youth team instructor. I deeply mourn his death. But I'm trading right here, my deal isn't over yet, there's a convoy coming over soon, please don't harass me and let me get things done. ”

The bodyguard who was ordered to call someone immediately climbed over the wall and went out, and another bodyguard stood in place, staring at An Feng with Hardy. An Feng flipped through his mobile phone and said while looking at the screen: "There are a total of three armored transport vehicles, the vehicles are loess-colored, and the escort personnel are ...... Shamrock Jungle Security Company. It's British, dressed in black, and now marching to ...... XX Street, traveling at a speed of 40 miles per hour, about 10 minutes to reach the first street of the plastic factory. ”

"Tell Ihsan this, we don't need to hide it from him", Hadi waved his hand, and the remaining bodyguard immediately rushed out to spread the word.

After a while, the bodyguard ran in again and asked Hadi, "Ihasan asked: Can you tell him what the trade item is?" ”

Hardy said casually, "It's nothing, you can tell him - mainly food, and clothing and alcohol, and so on." ”

After a while, the bodyguard ran in again and asked, "Ihasan asked: You have been here, waiting for a deal?" ”

"Yes, Aimar also knows that we have a deal in the afternoon and he can see us from the window. I've been here all afternoon, and I don't have time to care about their street movements, so it's not my business, and I ask him not to offend me, we are two carriages that walk separately, and whoever doesn't grab the whip of the other, okay? ”

After a while, the bodyguard ran in again and said, "Ihasan said: He can protect you." ”

Hardy was stunned for a moment, turned his face to look at An Feng, An Feng crooked his mouth disdainfully, and said with a sneer: "Why? With his team? Don't be funny, tell him: I can buy his team in a minute

War is not a game of play, and the weapon factor is very important in war. In addition to weapons, morale is also the factor that determines victory. And the so-called "morale" is a big cliché, and the simple white description is: the purpose of the battle. More precisely: what soldiers fight for.

At the beginning, the defenders of Fallujah scattered and fled without firing a single shot, because they did not want to shed blood for Saddam, and then let Saddam "represent" them.

The bloody battle of Fallujah a year later was fought so brutally and bloody, firstly because the street fighting itself narrowed the arms gap, and secondly, because the militants finally solved the question of "what soldiers fight" - they fought because of hatred, they fought because of the "square effect". They were afraid of losing face and had to follow others and fight.

Fallujah was a large arsenal with a population of more than 300,000 people, 40,000 defenders, and thousands of prisoners. But it takes time for these people to integrate. And An Feng came forward as a Lebanese, and the resentment of the Fallujahs towards the Americans could not be hated by him.

In addition, in Fallujah today, tribal armed chiefs have taken over the city. In this well-preserved city, the power supply and water supply are still normal, the resentment of the citizens is not strong, and the brainwashing methods with ill intentions have not yet been implemented, or have been implemented but have not yet been popularized, so ...... Therefore, at this time, the Fallujah people did not have a strong sense of fighting, and they were easily bought and easily divided and disintegrated.

Hardy hurriedly stopped: "Why bother? Why provoke him? Once he gets angry, he always wants to prove himself right, no matter whether what you say is reasonable or not...... Tell him that our people are almost here, and we don't need his protection, and ask him not to get involved in our actions, otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless. ”

An Feng didn't mean to object to Hardy, because the convoy had already arrived nearby, and his supernatural sense had already seen the convoy moving. Many people ran around the convoy, and some seemed to want to stop it, but An Feng hesitated, unable to make up his mind whether to open fire...... That's right, he couldn't help but want to provoke this group of people, so as to provoke a conflict and cause a firefight, and then crush the past.

Whether there are rebels in Fallujack has something to do with An Feng. He has no obligation to eliminate hidden dangers for the people of the United States, but he ...... He wandered the streets, killing time waiting for an appointment, and was unnoticed by being pulled and asked to fight for the cause of Iraq. The cause of Iraq has something to do with him, and he showed a slight refusal and was immediately pointed to his head at gunpoint, what is the matter?

They're messing with me

In order to eliminate hidden dangers for himself, An Feng absolutely spared no effort

But he couldn't make it too obvious, after all, he made a deal with the other party's acquaintances. He has no grudge against money, and after the success of this deal, he has set a path, and this business can continue to be maintained for the next few years.

He can't break the deal, at least not make Hardy feel like he's breaking the deal to anger Ihsan.

So he didn't stop Hardy.

The mercenary's call came, and they were nervous. After all, a group of gunmen were around, only two or three meters away from them, such a close distance, any dodge action would not work, even if the mercenaries were brave, their vision was covered by people, knocking down one or two people in front of them, and the people behind them gave them a shot, and no one could stand it.

"We were surrounded, and there were most gunmen in front of and behind... There are torches everywhere, and they are close at hand", said the mercenary leader tremblingly, "but they are not yet hostile, but we can no longer be on guard - they are close at hand."

"Keep going", An Feng ordered coldly and unwaveringly: "I am negotiating with their leader. You go straight all the way. I'll use it in ......"

An Feng's voice paused, he wanted to say that he would greet the victorious arriving mercenaries at the gate, but looked at his shirt...... He decided to give up this act of seeking death.

After the assassination operation, he changed into a shirt, but now that everyone in this area is alarmed, Ihasan must know what kind of shirt An Feng is wearing, maybe the owner of the shirt is next to Ihassan, waiting to identify the suspect. As soon as An Feng showed up, he was greeted by hundreds of guns at close range, and he ...... I think I haven't gotten to the point where God blocks and kills God and Buddha and kills Buddha.

"I will send someone to meet you at the door", An Feng turned the conversation around, he looked at Hadi, who immediately ordered his bodyguard: "You accompany the guests here, I will go to the door to meet ......"

An Feng's transcendent feeling followed Hardy all the way, and he saw Hardy walking over and greeting someone standing at the gate of the factory. At the same time, the "workers" who used to belong to the plastic factory gradually gathered around...... Of course, these were "armed workers" who carried at least one weapon in their hands, and some carried grenades and explosives bags in addition to their weapons.

Ihasan waved his hand behind him, and a man behind him ran out, shouting something all the way, and then the man with the torch began to stand against the wall, vacating the road. An Feng's gaze wandered out, and he saw the lights of the transport convoy, as well as the black-clothed mercenary standing on the left and right pedals of the car door, with a nervous expression.

When the car drove to the door, Hardy slammed away the people around him, and ran towards the car, the mercenaries raised their guns, their expressions became more nervous, in this tense air that was about to erupt, An Feng quickly dialed the mercenary commander's phone: "The person who is running towards you is one of the traders, let him lead the way." ”

What could be more reassuring to a mercenary than this news? Lo and behold, our boss is staring at them, and their every move is in our eyes.

The tense bodies of the mercenaries suddenly relaxed, the mercenaries on the left side of the door jumped off the pedal, Hardy ran with the car for a while, jumped on the pedal with the help of the mercenary, and the mercenary followed at a trot...... Several of Ihassan's men had defected, and they seemed to be "workers" of the plastic factory, and when they were ushered in the gate, they immediately turned their guns around and pointed them at gunpoint, denying them entry.

The people who entered the courtyard of the small convoy were still Hardy and his two bodyguards. Hardy didn't seem to want An Feng to be exposed, he followed behind the convoy and closed the door of the small convoy, and then ran to greet An Feng: "Mr. Samaha, your goods had better be enough." WhewW...... I told the factory staff about the deal, and I told them that I was exchanging the old cars for food, and that the plastic factory employees could buy the supplies at cost price.

Huhu I hope our deal will be sustained, and I hope you have enough supplies so that our employees can ......"

At this time, the mercenary command tube who jumped from the armored transport interjected: "... Protect our convoys from the crowd? ”

Hardy nodded, and said with a smile, "Yes." ”

The mercenary commander turned to An Feng with a pleading face, An Feng's deep eyes stared at Hadi, and asked slowly, "Is this a hijacking?" I'm here to make a deal with you, you've hijacked our convoy and demanded more pay, haven't you? ”

Hardy wiped his sweat and said a little embarrassed, "No, no, no, Mr. Samaha, you said the same thing as bin Laden." No, I don't want to hijack the customers who come to make the deal, I just want to keep the deal going with you, you see, you have a way to get the goods, I ......"

Hardy stumbled, and An Feng immediately picked up: "What do you have?" All the broken cars in the small fleet are not worth much, not even enough for the value of a transport truck, and I am not a second-hand car. Well, you remember our deal, right? I made a deal with Sarif, what did Sharif trade with me, don't you remember? The deal is not over yet, so I made a phone call...... You know. ”

Hardy sweated: "Mr. Samaha, we are partners, business partners, and now the deal is done, right?" I could just turn around and go, whatever you do to get the goods out, right? But now that it's like this, we have to solve the problem. You see, you just need to add a little bit of payment, and I will provide additional services to help you send the goods out, as for the future, cough cough, can we find a way to do it? ”

An Feng's attitude eased, he stared at Hardy for a moment, and replied: "The goods are not important, and the car is not important, my people can completely throw the car away, and just fight out of the encirclement alone." You know, we are walking in the light, we are surrounded and we can call for help, let the US army, let everyone around rush to reinforcements, and you will not see the light. So, don't threaten me"

"Of course, of course, we mean to threaten you, but ...... I think if you want to continue trading with Sarriff, you can't travel to and from Fallujah empty, you can, you can actually ......."

"I see, you're saying: I bring in a shipment of goods as cover, and then I cost the goods and make the customer pay - is that what you mean?"

"Hehe, I know you'll understand."

Sarif is your uncle. The child who was going to be transported away was also your relative, and you actually pit yourself on your own relative, ah, no wonder the defenders of Fallujah were about to collapse at the touch of a button, and fled without a fight, and all the officials were like this, they all took it as a rule, who would fight for such a leader?

"Have you ever thought about saving yourself by production?" An Feng tilted his head and asked.

Hardy swallowed and foamed: "The factory belongs to the state, and the state will have to take it back sooner or later, and we now have no raw materials, no molds, and no mortgage...... We have nothing. You know, when the fruit is ripe, there are many people who want to pick it, and if we restore the factory, the factory will not be ours. ”

"So, you use this as a stronghold, as our trading warehouse, do you think the employees in the factory are determined to protect it?"

"Yes" Hardy's eyes were red: "How is it out there now, everyone knows that if it is to protect a food line, we will fight to the last person." ”

At this time, the mercenary captain had already beckoned the Chinese laborers in the car to get out of the car, the garage door opened, and the laborers began to carry the goods and unload the food they brought...... An Feng pointed to which food boxes and continued: "There is already chaos outside, even if we come to carry some food every time, these goods will eventually find a safe storage point. If you can mobilize all the employees in the factory, this batch of food will be safe.

But as you said, the factory belongs to the state, and the state can take it back at any time, so you have to have a sufficient excuse to make the people above justify. And 'production to save itself, is the best excuse.' For example, your people raise funds, each family will give a few guns and a few strong men, protect the warehouse, and wait for the materials we trade to sell and exchange them for money, and then you can buy raw materials and produce plastic products.

No, don't refuse, the reason why I ⊥ you to engage in production is to mobilize the workers as much as possible, just the armed militia to participate in your plan, this is far from enough, only the factory will be restarted, and the entire staff in the factory will be on your side......"

Hadi didn't know that Iraq would still be in chaos...... Nine years. Nine years later, half of Iraq's factories were up and running, and Fallujah ...... It has been completely reduced to ruins.

When the whole city is involved in the battle, only when all the employees up and down the entire factory pick up their guns and consciously and voluntarily maintain the safety of the factory, can the home remain intact, and An Feng has a safe place to trade and settle mercenaries.

At this time, the torches outside the courtyard of the small convoy were shining, and the courtyard was bright. A Chinese worker stretched out, looked at the lights outside the courtyard and laughed: "Haha, this is the 'vast sea of the people's war, right?'" I've seen it. ”

An Feng understood this, but the Iraqis did not understand. Similarly, the conversation between Iraqis and An Feng was not understood by Chinese laborers. Until now, they don't know what the situation is around, only that they have brought a batch of food, and the people around them have all been armed, and it seems that they are holding a meeting and planning some action.

Among the Chinese laborers, the older one reached out and knocked on the child's head and scolded: "In your work, this is not acting, those people are holding real guys in their hands, and they will die." ”

"The vast sea of the people's war? You are the people, how can you approve of this way of war? Hardy began to discuss with the people around him An Feng's attention just now, the mercenaries occupied the commanding heights and began to be on guard, and the only thing left was loading and unloading, An Feng was idle and fart with the little fellow, so as to ease the tense atmosphere.

The Chinese laborer was stunned for a moment, and the young man just now retorted unwillingly: "What's the matter? Doesn't it say that wealth is in danger? The boss is in the war business, and if there is a little chaos around, wouldn't it be better for us to make money

The old man slapped it again: "It's chaos all around, do you think you'll be safe?" ”

An Feng nodded and responded: "This big brother said it well, some people, usually rely on taxpayers for support, and rely on taxpayers for protection in wartime, and they also introduce the battle into your home at every turn, and the two sides blow up your home in a firefight, and then say on your behalf: This kind of war is what you like to see, whenever your home is blown to pieces, you always rejoice, and praise the person who introduced the war into your family is really great...... Do you think that such a person is appropriate? ”