Erbil, the northern city of YLK, is also the capital of the Kurdish Autonomous Region. It is located at the foot of the Zagros Mountains. Since ancient times, it has been the center of agricultural areas and transportation centers. It is now the terminus of the railway from Baghdad, and there are roads to Iran, Turkey, Syria... It is a veritable transportation artery and a battleground for soldiers!

Compared with Baghdad, there are many traces of civilization here, more industrial atmosphere, scattered and messy ruined factories, muddy mountain roads, always make people fearful, and afraid of accidentally encountering an ambush, you must know that this generation of Kurds has always lived in the flames of war!

The Soros family's oil field is on the side of Mount Zagros, which is completely hidden by alpine trees.

…

“OMG！ Ghouls, slow down, these half tires are going to hang off the cliff. Ludwig, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was holding on to the handlebars with both hands, and his face was a little pale.

"Hey, brute, why are you so much like a?" Abel glanced at the strong man who was about to stick his head out of the car and vomit, "It's not like your body at all." ”

"Fack! Believe it or not, I can break your neck down there! ”

Ludwig tried to pretend to be fierce, but before he could finish speaking, his face turned pale again.

It's not that he gets motion sickness, it's that Abel is driving too wildly, and at a corner of 90 degrees, this guy can be elegant, and Gao Jun, who is sitting in the back car, is also so frightened that his eyelids jump.

"Mr. Gao, the employees of your company are really bold." A bald middle-aged man sitting in the back seat of the Humvee put down the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and praised, "Even if our old workers drive on this old road, they are all careful, and every time the oil truck is equipped with snow chains on the tires, they are afraid of accidents." ”

"Leave them alone, Mr. Fink, how many barrels of oil do you get out of at a time?" This is what Gao Jun is curious about, this middle-aged man is an inspector sent by Soros, a typical German Yankee.

Fink smiled, very vague: "It will take at least 10 million barrels for the family to recover the cost paid." Anything less than that, we're afraid we'll have to pay for it. ”

10 million barrels, that's nearly 700 million dollars!

Sure enough, the energy business is one of the most lucrative in the world.

If Gao Jun didn't know some of the inside story, it would be really easy for this guy to fool around, but seeing that Fink didn't want to say more, Gao Jun didn't break the casserole and asked the end, squinting and chatting.

After waiting for about half an hour, the originally dense eyes suddenly became empty, and the sound of the engine was faintly heard in my ears.

In the simple open-air collection field, occasionally a few vague figures in the distance, hearing the sound of the convoy, all turned around and pointed.

"Drive in!"

As soon as Gao Jun gave the order, he saw two Arabs wearing sea soul shirts and flip-flops on their feet coming out of the sentry court next to him, holding AK47s in their hands, shouting at the convoy without knowing what to do, and raising their guns with the smell of gunpowder.

"Mr. Fink, it's up to you next." Gao Jun signaled the convoy to stop and said to the bald man next to him who was pulling out his mobile phone.

Fink made an OK gesture and confidently pressed the string, but when the call tone became longer, his face became a little stiffer, "I'll try another dozen." ”

His face remained unswerving, and he opened his mouth to curse a few words: "I don't know where these damn people went!" It must have been drunk again last night. ”

Use such excuses to numb yourself?

Gao Jun frowned, "Did something happen?" ”

Fink shook his head, his face darkened: "Let's go inside, I don't believe this outside dares to stop us!" ”

Gao Jun twitched his face when he said this, where did this German get his confidence? Do you really think that people are holding burning sticks in their hands? A shuttle of bullets was enough to beat a few people into a sieve.

"Dididi..."

Fink's phone rang crisply, and the screen lit up, and a text message came in.

"Not good! Something went wrong. Fink glanced at it impatiently, and suddenly screamed, shaking his phone anxiously, and holding Gao Jun's hand, "Mr. Gao, Ertz sent me a message for help." ”

I saw an international emergency signal displayed on the screen: "SOS! ”

Gao Jun's heart sank, and his sixth sense instantly rose, as if he was in shock, his head turned his head suddenly, and he saw the Arabs at the gate of the oil field with hideous faces, and his fingers touched the trigger.

"Spot the enemy! Ghouls, kill them! ”

"Da Da Da..."

As soon as Gao Jun's words fell, the enemy on the opposite side opened fire, but fortunately, Abel and Luther in the front car were vigilant, and rolled down from the car in embarrassment, hiding behind the car with their hands and feet, and they could escape the catastrophe.

"Fire fire, fire!"

"Golden Shield, protect Mr. Fink, water ghosts, beasts, cover me!" Gao Jun pressed the gun and fired a point, shrunk his head and ordered.

Augustus. Franks answered, opened the car door, grabbed Fink, who was already frightened, and dragged him out of the car, holding his head down, and risking his body away from the battlefield.

“Fake！”

The ghoul lay on the ground, looked at the other party's ankle from the bottom of the car, and shot directly, the Arab screamed, and as soon as he fell to the ground, a bloody hole appeared in his head in an instant, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Sector security!"

"Move on" Gao Jun waved his hand, and all the members formed a battle formation and plunged directly into the oil field.

"I suspect that the target task has been kidnapped, the enemy is unknown, the location is unknown, but we have collected the money, we must rescue the employer, at the moment at ten o'clock, forty minutes later, if the battle is not over, withdraw, do you understand." Gao Jun pressed the headset and said solemnly.

"Roger!"

Gao Jun gestured to Peter, signaling each to lead a team to advance from the left and right.

…

In fact, according to the principle of operation, fighting on unknown terrain is weaker in the first place, plus the enemy is unknown, if it were other special forces, this task would have been abandoned long ago.

But the whereabouts of Gao Jun and his party were discovered, if they left, the hostages inside would definitely not be guaranteed, then the 5.6 million would have to be returned intact, and his only thought now was to take advantage of the other party's unstable foothold to give the other party a knife in the ribs!

Gao Jun followed the ghouls and water ghosts, opened a distance of nearly five meters, and ran towards it for nearly a hundred meters, blocked by the superimposed paint buckets, and as soon as he turned the corner, he bumped into an Arab who was changing the magazine, and he was also staring at it with big eyes, and the two came back to their senses together, and the opponent had not had time to load the magazine.

Gao Jun raised his hand and shot it, and the other party fell in response.

"A rabble!" This is the only thought in his head, not even as good as those militants in Baghdad, exactly like civilians who have just taken up arms ...