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For 20 days, the artillery fire resounded throughout central Iraq.

Even in Baghdad, it is as if you can hear Samarra a hundred kilometers away, the fiery rain of steel bullets.

However, the war has not affected normal life and order in Baghdad, because the odious Islamic State has been held back in Samarra.

For the people here, there are wars every day, and life has to be lived every day, and they are all used to it anyway.

Habit is a very tragic term in Iraq, and it expresses more of the deep helplessness in the hearts of the Iraqi people.

Under those calm faces, it is absolutely difficult for outsiders to imagine their innermost thoughts.

Except for extremists and war maniacs, there is no one who does not yearn for peace, and most people in the world also like to live in peace.

People live for a lifetime, who doesn't want to be calm and go calmly.

But everything brought about by the environment is so difficult to change, there is no better way than to learn to adapt and make yourself more indifferent in your heart.

There are also people who choose to resist, and their inner indignation and struggle are often taken advantage of.

However, for most people in Baghdad, from the Gulf War to the present, they have really become numb after getting used to it.

Today's Baghdad is still the same, and each of them should do what they should do.

For some, however, there is something unusual about Baghdad today.

A long convoy of vehicles passing through checkpoints along the way, without even stopping.

Those checkpoints set up by the Iraqi government army. After seeing the logo on this team. All of them were very willing to let go.

in the convoy. Two Warrior assault vehicles were at the forefront, and on the roof of the auto-controlled machine guns, no one was operating at all.

However, if one looks inside the enclosed compartment, one can see that behind the driver, there is a place similar to a gaming seat.

A soldier sits here, operating a set of game-like instruments in front of him, with a large monitor in front of him. The one shown above is the outside picture.

This is the weapon controller, the weapon on the roof of the Warrior assault vehicle, which does not need to be manipulated by personnel at all.

The Warrior assault vehicle, which originally had a comprehensive operating system, only had a foreign trade version, which required personnel to risk death to operate the machine gun on the roof.

The Red Police's own Warrior Assault Vehicle is a complete version capable of operating weapons using weapons systems similar to those of tank or armored vehicle commanders.

This is the full version of the Warrior assault vehicle, and the weapons on the roof can also be retracted into the compartment.

This is unknown to the outside world, of course, as with arms sales by every country. When Future Technology Group sells weapons, it is not afraid that others will know that they have left a hand.

As for the people outside. Seeing the closed roof of the car, and a lone weapon, if you really used it as an ornament, you would definitely regret it.

The long convoy of twenty warrior assault vehicles protected only the black special car in the middle.

No one knows exactly who is sitting inside, but most of Baghdad knows that after the departure of the US military, the only convoy that can move through Baghdad is the convoy of the Future Technology Group, in addition to the government army.

After watching the convoy cross the main lane of Baghdad and drive straight towards the presidential palace in the center of the city, many people also understood.

Of course, more people are on the streets, pointing at the convoy.

The convoy finally approached the presidential palace slowly, and the troops on guard at the entrance of the presidential palace finally stopped the convoy.

However, he did not check it, but checked the other party's documents and let him go again.

The presidential palace, where a whole brigade was stationed around, allowed the convoy to drive directly to the gate of the presidential palace.

The convoy stopped, and twenty warrior assault vehicles opened their doors at the same time, and four heavily armed security soldiers stepped down from above.

Seeing those security soldiers who were armed to the teeth, and the Iraqi government troops who were on guard around them, many of them showed envious looks.

Although they also have Kevlar helmets and body armor on them, they also use the standard equipment of the US military.

But look at the tactical vests, waist protective patches and neck guards on the bodies, and then look at the various weapons and tactical equipment on the bodies. Handsome sunglasses and infrared night vision on the helmet.

In comparison, even as the elite of the Iraqi Defense Forces, they look like beggars.

In the middle of the convoy, Ralph got down and opened the rear door, Natasha's slender legs took the lead in stepping out, and a well-fitting tight-fitting outfit matched the charming face and the devilish figure, so that many Iraqi soldiers around couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

In the end, Cai Ruichen, who was dressed in formal attire, walked out.

At the gate of the presidential palace, Iraqi Commerce Minister Aziz was already waiting here, and after watching Cai Ruichen get out of the car, he immediately greeted him.

"Mr. Cai, it's been a long time." An awkward Mandarin filled Aziz's mouth and said it.

It's just that those three words that have been lost for a long time sound quite strange in Cai Ruichen's ears.

"Mr. Aziz, life has definitely been very moist recently, this face is full of red light, it is really enviable!" Cai Ruichen smiled slightly, and gently shook the right hand stretched out by Aziz.

"Mr. Cai is too polite, our president is already waiting for you inside, please come with me." Aziz leaned sideways slightly and gestured to Cai Ruichen for a gesture of please.

The latter also nodded and followed Aziz towards the presidential palace.

As soon as I entered the hall on the first floor of the presidential palace, I felt a chill all around, and all kinds of air conditioners were running uninterruptedly.

Aziz, who was sweating profusely, also seemed to be relieved after entering the hall.

Apparently it was too hot outside.

"Mr. Cai, our president has always regretted that he was unable to meet you in person, nor has he been able to personally thank Future Technology Group for its development in Marin Town." Aziz said as he walked.

"President Hafez is too polite and does not need to be thanked, and since I have chosen Iraq, there is naturally no reason to back down." Cai Ruichen nodded and said.

"It's rumored that there is a huge secret hidden under Marin Town, and it's strange to think about." Aziz asked tentatively.

Cai Ruichen's face did not change at all, and he did not feel strange at all about such a tentative question from the Iraqi government. If the other side can be calm and indifferent, then he has to think about it.

"It's all a small trick, just to make the development of the group smoother."

Cai Ruichen had already prepared the answer to the question, waiting for the other party's question. (To be continued.) )