Gao Jun and the two found a corner of the ruins, leaned their guns against the corner, squatted to rest, Muhammad was very addicted to smoking, just sat down, he couldn't wait to take out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, after taking a deep breath, his face was comfortable, leaning on the ruins stone, and then he continued to talk about business.

"On the edge of the Sadriya market in Baghdad, I know that there used to be a Chinese grain merchant's factory, which contained warehouses, workshops, and even cold storage..."

"Cold storage?"

Gao Jun's eyes also lit up, flashing with greed.

Baghdad is already a subtropical arid and semi-arid climate zone, with daily temperatures of over 40 degrees Celsius in July and August, and the surface temperature can be scalding on the feet, and water is a luxury, not to mention ice.

If there is an ice vault, it is a gift from heaven!

As the old Chinese saying goes: "If you don't take it, you will be blamed!" ”

"It's done! How much do you know about the situation there. Gao Jun didn't hesitate and made a decision.

"I really know a little bit about that place, after the Iraqi civil war, the Chinese businessmen left with the workers, and now it is occupied by a bunch of civilians from the north, and they still have a few guns in their hands."

Muhammad spat out a smoke ring and squinted: "I'm afraid, it's a little tricky. ”

Gao Jun frowned, and his heart sank slightly: "Then can the two of us eat it?" ”

"High! We're not Rambo..."Muhammad was frightened by Gao Jun's idea, and he forgot to take a few puffs of cigarette butt in his hand, and his brain spun quickly, "We can find someone, as long as the price is paid, the US military in Iraq can make a move!" ”

"Pay for someone?"

Gao Jun's old cheeks twitched, and he was a little painful.

I haven't earned much yet, and I have to spend it?

But although Gao Jun was stingy, he had not yet reached the point of Grande.

"You know a lot of people in Baghdad, do you think there are cheap squads? Don't look for the garbage! Whoever has never seen blood is a waste in Baghdad! Gao Jun swore a lot and scolded non-stop.

After the world-shocking high-style hair dryer for the first time!

Muhammad heart MMP! Where to find cheap and affordable in Baghdad? This racking of his brains really made him think about it.

"There it is! It's just that the people in this team are a little special. Muhammad looked at Gao Jun and said.

"Special? What's so special? Gao Jun straightened up.

"They're Yekids!"

Yekids?

Gao Jun frowned and became hesitant.

He has been in Iraq for so long, and of course he knows what this Yekid represents!

Madness, faith, blood... A group of fighters brainwashed by religious beliefs.

Most of them are Zoroastrians, who worship both the devil and the gods. They imagined the devil in the shape of a peacock and therefore worshipped the peacock and did not even eat the rooster because the rooster resembled a peacock. They believe that the devil does not like the color blue and that the color blue is unlucky. Iraqis are taboo about blue.

It is forbidden to use pigs, pandas, and six-pointed stars as patterns.

It also became an excuse for them to hate the Chinese, because only China has pandas!

…

Gao Jun thought for a long time, and gradually his brows stretched, and his voice softened: "Are they reliable?" ”

Muhammad was slightly stunned and blurted out: "Gao, do you really want to hire them?" ”

"Why not? Since they are warriors, they are born to go to war. ”

"But... Can... But they hate the Chinese and are afraid that it will be bad for you. Muhammad was embarrassed to speak and stammered.

The corners of Gao Jun's mouth sketched a dark smile, and he patted the StG44 assault rifle in his hand, "I'll send them to God!" ”

Muhammad opened his mouth, he felt that Gao Jun was a little too confident!

The Yejids, a people who have existed in Iraq since ancient times, are not afraid of death, but believe that it is a test of the devil for his followers.

He wanted to slap himself, he wanted to see Gao Jun's jokes, but now he has put himself into it.

"Muhammad! Since we have chosen this retreat, there is no way back, only death can make us stop the pace of adventure, and success is not reserved for cowards! After Gao Jun patted his ass and stood up, he suddenly said.

Muhammad was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, it seemed that he had been stepped on by the tail.

"Hey! High! I'm not one of those rookies, and I don't need you to teach me a lesson. ”

Gao Jun was not annoyed by the bearded man's attitude, but hooked his shoulders and blinked: "My brother, don't be angry, don't worry, I won't deduct your salary, and when we grab the territory, I will give you the reward you deserve." ”

Muhammad's expression moved, and he changed in an instant, "That's what you said... You Chinese are the most credit-conscious! ”

"Don't worry, what I say will be done." Gao Jun said firmly, and then said, "Now you can take me to meet those Yejids." ”

"Let's go! Better be careful..."

…

The architecture of Baghdad is a unique culture, and their historical heritage is not inferior to that of any other country, but it has gradually disappeared over the years...

Gao Jun and the two were carrying StG44 assault rifles on their backs, and many people on the road were panicked and dodging, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at them, probably thinking that they were some local forces.

The bearded man led Gao Jun to a small alley that emitted a strong stench, and the walls were covered with words, only a little mottled.

"Saddam Hussein is a tyrant!"

"The Iraqi people should kill Saddam Hussein and get real freedom!"

"We don't need dictators, we want democracy and freedom!"

……

"Don't you think these words are particularly ironic?" When Muhammad saw that Gao Jun was interested, he smiled bitterly in a low voice.

Gao Jun shrugged, "Everyone's choice is different. ”

He did not answer directly, but only to take care of Muhammad's mood.

If he had been someone else, he would have sprayed a long time ago, the old saying of the Chinese: "If you don't do it, you won't die!" ”

Now shells blow up every day, maybe this is the freedom they yearn for.

Muhammad sighed, his deep pupils hiding helplessness, pain, and faint memories.

Picking up his spirits, he walked to a rusty gate, and shouted inside: "Ludwig! ”

"Woo... Woof!! ”

The man inside didn't answer, but a dog barked, and a thin Saluki barked vigorously, and there were some blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of blood.

“ON！ Damn! Ludwig, this madman! Muhammad exclaimed, and took a step back in horror, "This damn thing there is a dead man's head feeding the Salukis!" ”

Gao Jun gasped and took a closer look, and sure enough, the color of the meat hanging from the corner of the Saluki Houund's mouth was obviously wrong.

He had a stomach ache, he was really a perverted Yekid!

He took off the rifle behind his back, took aim, and was about to shoot.

"Don't! High! Stop..."

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