Dressed in casual clothes, Rouhani walks through a ragged bazaar that was once a neighborhood where roads meet, now occupied by hawkers. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 There are all kinds of goods on the humble stalls, shouts with different accents one after another, and the flow of people walking left and right.

Rouhani is from Iran's Revolutionary Guard Corps, a brother sent to help fellow Syrian sects, and was kicked to the front lines in Palmyra. The Americans' Tomahawk strikes caused chaos in Palmyra, and Rouhani was captured by the soldiers of the Al-Nusra Front.

Near the moment of execution, the field commander of the Al-Nusra Front was actually shelled. Rouhani picked up a life, but when he returned to the army, he was considered tainted by the surrender and was sent to logistics chores.

The logistics of the Middle Eastern army is a fat shortage, but that refers to the positions that have a large amount of material in their hands. Rouhani's job was to collect supplies, which was a chore.

It's hard to believe that Iran has a bit of an industrial base. However, the troops sent to Syria this time were simple light infantry, not equipped with any heavy weapons. No planes, no tanks, no heavy artillery, shabby.

Moreover, when Iranian reinforcements arrived in Damascus, they had to worry about food and drink, and logistics supplies came and went. The Assad regime is too busy to take care of them, and it is simply not able to take care of them.

Sick and rushed to the hospital, the Iranian Revolutionary Guard Corps in Syria could only ask for help like a flower child. For example, ask the Russian army for supplies, or ask for help from the Chinese military advisory group. These two bigwigs are real tyrants, and they can feed Iranians when they pull out their roots and cold hairs.

It would be easier to ask the Russian army for supplies, after all, Mao Xiong has a large number of troops in Syria, and he can be self-sufficient in terms of logistics. Those who only ask for help are thick-skinned enough to always ask for something. But Rouhani was the unlucky of the unlucky, and he was kicked to ask the Chinese for supplies.

The Chinese have only one military advisory group in Syria, which is small in number and has little power, and it is impossible to really help the Iranians. As a result, Rouhani was kicked like a ball under a 'Director Lin'.

It's a miserable life!

'Director Lin' is a bare-bones commander, and he doesn't have a single soldier under him. After meeting with Rouhani, he went so far as to say that he wanted to return the supplies that originally belonged to the Revolutionary Guards.

Bragging about not paying taxes, right?

Rouhani thought to himself: If this can be returned, the political situation in Syria can be rewritten!

Do you know how chaotic the current situation in Syria is?

As it is casually explained, it is the Assad regime that currently represents Syrian orthodoxy. And 'Assad' is a surname that comes from the Assad family. Syria is a family of tribes that have escaped.

Why can't the Assad regime break down the existing barriers and effectively rule the whole of Syria? Because it is part of the old system itself. If you want to break the shackles, you have to destroy yourself first - the concubine can't do it!

What even the Syrian president can't do, a Chinese can do?

Anyway, Rouhani has no hope for this. It's just that he is now assigned to obey the orders of 'Director Lin' with a whimsical idea, and his current task is to investigate the situation on the black market of ordnance. The black market was open on the outskirts of the city, and the troops had everything they needed urgently.

The market sells everything from munitions warehouses, from bulletproof helmets to artillery tractors, from boxes and boxes of ammunition to trucks. Everything you need is available here, and the prices are low.

Syria is currently in a period of war, and arms and materials are particularly popular, and there are many people who come to Damascus to sell ordnance. This black market is non-stop day and night, and people who negotiate buying and selling often negotiate prices on the spot and trade quickly.

"Rouhani, have you had enough? I want you to find your target, not to run around. An impatient voice came over the radio.

Rouhani immediately covered the headphones on his ears and said to the wheat head at the neckline: "Sir Lin, I'm observing." But the target stayed in the house all the time, surrounded by his bodyguards, and I couldn't get close. ”

Rouhani's goal is to call a senior Syrian government official in Halji, a member of the Assad family, who is in charge of the logistics of the Syrian Republican Guard.

This moth is a relative of President Assad, he has made a lot of money from the resale of weapons, has a complex network of connections, has a large number of bodyguards, and can flee to Europe to continue living a luxurious life at the slightest hint of trouble.

Halji spends most of his day in the black arms market under his control, handling all sorts of big deals. His numbers on major European bank accounts are increasing all the time, and his lair is located in a sturdy building in the black market, heavily guarded and difficult for outsiders to approach.

'Director Lin' was instructed to pick up garbage, so he wouldn't really go all over the streets to pick up tattered and scrap equipment. He also doesn't bother to trouble the little people, he will do the biggest moth if he wants to.

'Director Lin' got a company from the Iranians as his subordinates, and sent a dozen clever people to hang around the arms black market, with the purpose of finding out the pattern of Khalji's activities.

On the first day, nothing came of it. Halji didn't show up at all.

The next day, Halghi appeared, and disappeared in a flash, without being caught.

It wasn't until the third day that Rouhani, who was in charge of keeping an eye, finally reported that he had seen Halji's convoy, consisting of three bulletproof Mercedes vehicles more than 20 meters apart, as well as military armored vehicles with heavy machine guns in front and rear.

"Sir, Halji has appeared. His convoy, his convoy really showed up. From a distance, Rouhani saw bulletproof galloping from the far side of the road, the armored vehicles in front and behind the convoy were majestic, and the large-caliber machine guns were vigilantly aimed around.

Halji appeared, and the black market was immediately cleared. No one was allowed within 30 meters of the convoy, and the convoy drove directly into the black market lair protected by a strong wall, not giving outsiders any chance to attack.

However, just as the Halji convoy entered the lair, a drone quickly took off and stared at it from an altitude of 300 meters. There are three bulletproof Mercedes in the convoy, and no one knows which one is in which car?

And just as the convoy was about to enter the underground garage, a shadow suddenly burst out of the corner near the black market and rushed towards the convoy quickly.

'Astute', three times in a row, time stood still for three seconds, and the entire black market stood still instantly. The full power of the mechanical exoskeleton exploded, causing the black shadow to reach extreme speed in an instant, and it was killed from a hundred meters away in three seconds.

The shadow passed through the crowd of people in the black market, swept past the cluttered stalls, jumped over the high fences, shook off the vigilant guards, quickly approached the convoy, and swooped down like green smoke to the ground of a bulletproof Mercedes in the middle.

The convoy came to a halt in the underground garage. More than a dozen armed bodyguards first got out of the car to stand guard around the car, followed by the door of a Mercedes-Benz open, a pair of feet stepped out of the car, surrounded by guards, and quickly left.

No one paid attention to the car underneath, and everyone was wary of the outside.