Iraq, the northern city of Mosul.

It took Lin Qing and his entourage about six hours for the convoy to slowly enter the city of Mosul from Baghdad.

The journey of more than 300 kilometers took six hours, not because the convoy was moving too slowly, but because the entire Iraqi highway had been completely destroyed during the war, but as the victor of the war, the Americans did not care about the life and death of the Iraqi people, so how could they care about the Iraqi roads? With the exception of a few essential supply routes, all roads in Iraq are paralyzed.

Although it has been supported for more than three years, there has been no progress in the construction of people's livelihood in the country, and everywhere is still full of desolation, and the high-level officials who have been supported have begun to fight over how to make the American father more satisfied, how to make the position under their ass more stable, and how to make the villa near the Persian Gulf more comfortable.

Iraq's internal conflict continues to intensify, originally in 1990 per capita income of more than 10,000 US dollars, a Gulf War will bring Iraq back to its original shape, in the following Iraq war, the whole of Iraq has changed from a well-off country to a country of extreme poverty, let alone building roads, even the people's food and clothing can not be solved.

Mosul, once the third largest city in Iraq, is now completely anarchic, and there are no peacekeeping troops in this city, or the peacekeeping troops are suppressed in the barracks and dare not go out of the barracks alone, once out of the barracks, what awaits them is endless attacks.

This is the stronghold of the entire Iraqi rebels, as long as the rebels in Iraq can be named, they have offices in Mosul, and there is a bit like the League of Nations of the Iraqi rebels, and each organization has a special point of contact here.

The city of Mosul looks full of modern atmosphere from afar, it is the transportation hub of Iraq, it was once the most important city in northern Iraq, and it is also one of the best developed cities, the superior geographical location has created Mosul, and it has also created the cradle of terrorism now, Turks, XX people, all kinds of people gather here, form a force that makes the world a headache, and then go to various countries and regions in the world into pieces, and bite off a piece of meat in a certain country from time to time, It doesn't hurt, but it can also make you sick.

The convoy slowly drove into Mosul, Lin Qing felt that he was back in Africa again, back to Liberia or Somalia, everyone around him looked at them with familiar eyes, exactly the same as when he encountered them on the African continent, all full of deep hostility, the whole city was full of a group of poor people with weapons, and all kinds of people who were idle on the streets.

Whenever a vehicle passes by, they will stare at the passing vehicle with wolf-like eyes, as if they are about to bite off a piece of meat from the vehicle passing by them at any moment!

"Head, at least half of this city is made up of militants, independents or terrorists!" Sanshui gently reminded Lin Qing in his ear, pointing to some places outside the window from time to time to explain to Lin Qing what these people were doing.

"What about the Americans? Didn't I see a lot of Americans in Baghdad? It's such a mess here, the Americans don't care? Lin Qing looked at Sanshui with some curiosity, the current Iraq should be considered a relatively stable period, and after 2009, there will be a public enemy of the world before it will be chaotic again, why do you feel the deep anger of the Iraqi people now.

"Hehe, this has long been an anarchic zone, and there were government forces here, and it seems that since 2005, the whole of Mosul has been under the jurisdiction of the rebels!"

Lin Qing looked out the car window at the rebels with all kinds of weapons in their hands, and understood in his heart why there were no government troops here, it was too chaotic here, close to the border, all kinds of forces were grabbing territory in Mosul, and the Americans had a deep taboo about street fighting and urban warfare since the Somali war, so after encountering street fighting in Mosul, they immediately withdrew, leaving only one company stationed on the outskirts of the city and almost never entering the city.

The convoy stopped suddenly, and several armed men swaggered in front of the convoy, looking very old, the youngest may only be in his teens, the AK47 in his hand was on his shoulder, the color of the paint had faded, and it seemed that the weapon should be older than his age.

Johnson opened the car door with an M4A1 in his hand and swaggered down, pointing his gun at several militants: "If you don't want to die, get out!" ”

Several militants looked at each other and burst out laughing, one of them who could speak English laughing and saying, "We are members of the Isran Independence Organization, Mosul is now managed by us, you need to pay a certain amount of protection money to enter the city, we can protect you from any trouble in the city!" ”

Johnson frowned and walked to Lin Qing's car and knocked on the glass: "Head, there may be a local force in Mosul on the other side, who wants to collect our protection money!" ”

"What organization?"

"Member of the Isran Independence Order!"

"The organization that wounded the crocodile? How did it fall to the level of collecting protection money? ”

Johnson nodded, Lin Qing could clearly feel his anger, he had always been suspicious of his old comrade-in-arms being injured.

"Sanshui, what do you say?" Lin Qing didn't know the situation in the city, so he couldn't jump to conclusions.

Sanshui shook his head and looked at Lin Qing with a smile on his face: "Head, don't care about them, drive directly into them, if they don't get out of the way, they deserve to be killed, if we pay the protection fee, it is equivalent to telling everyone in this city that we are sheep, come and bite me!" When the time comes, there will be countless tissues of all kinds, and we won't be left with any bones to be eaten tonight! ”

"Do as Sanshui says, Johnson, we didn't come here to cause trouble, but we're not afraid of anyone!"

"Got it, head!"

Johnson left Lin Qing's car and went straight back to the car, leaving a few militants who were still expecting a windfall to look at each other.

After the vehicle first honked twice to indicate that it was about to start, one accelerated and left the scene directly, and several armed elements flashed to the side in a panic, only to dodge the speeding vehicle, and angrily pulled the trigger on the back of the vehicle.

Most of the bullets missed, and two bullets hit the vehicle, but the bulletproof glass kept the bullets out and caused no casualties.

"Head, the militants just attacked us!"

As soon as the vehicle started, Lin Qing received the report of the vehicle behind him, Lin Qing frowned, these militants are really arrogant, just now Johnson was holding a weapon in his hand, and now he actually dared to attack the convoy.

"Kill them!"

"Roger!"

The last two cars of the convoy suddenly stopped, and several Russian men stepped out of the cars, holding the M4A1 in their hands and starting to shoot at the militants not far away.

Several armed elements shot at the convoy just to vent their anger, but they didn't expect the vehicle on the opposite side to stop, and they couldn't help but look at each other, not understanding the current situation.

"Da, da!" The Russian man only fired a few shots, and the marksmanship was very accurate, and it took less than five seconds to solve the militants who stayed on the side of the road, and almost not a single bullet was wasted.

After killing people, several mercenaries of the fighting nation looked at each other, showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, smiled at each other and high-fived each other and returned to the car, from parking, getting out of the car, killing, celebrating, and leaving, it only took more than ten seconds in one go.

(To be continued.) )