When the work in Dubai was almost done, Anyan set off again.

There are no direct flights, only private jets are used. A Legacy 600 business jet under the company's name parked at the airport in Dubai, and it was Peter Cowell who picked him up.

Cowell said: "We have a training camp in our branch in Baghdad with 50 senior employees and 300 local employees. He is in charge of the activities of foreign businessmen and companies in the local area, and is always able to act. ”

As he spoke, he unfolded another map: "The infected forces are moving all the way south from the north, burning, killing and looting, and the nearest control point is only 80 kilometers from Baghdad. ”

An Yang's previous actions were in a civilized society, a country governed by the rule of law, where he could disguise and choose a sneak attack, but here, the rules have completely changed.

The enemy is in front, the infected is in the command center, and the most effective way to kill him is to crush the enemy, kill him, and destroy him.

It's very violent and it's direct, it's war.

Of course, Anyan was well prepared, and he had followers: "Ahmed bin Mohammed bin Basel Al Caral, leader of the rebels. ”

When Cowell heard only his name, he understood: "There are many stories about him in the local area, and he is respected, especially after the outbreak of IS, a large number of young people followed him." ”

That's why Anyan chose him: "Ahmed has strong leadership skills, is more receptive to new things with a Western education, and he will be the backbone of the regional balance." ”

The journey ended with a private jet landing safely at Baghdad Airport.

There are very few civil aviation still operating at the airport, and more shadows of military aircraft and transport planes can be seen, and military personnel haunt the surroundings, and the atmosphere is tense.

Walking out of the airport, AS International employees came to greet them, no luxury cars, no comfortable conditions, but reliable armament, but people feel at ease in this environment.

Three desert-clad military Humvees were parked on the side of the road, and contractors in mixed uniforms and weapons made in all nations pulled open fist-thick armored car doors.

Anjan and Cowell got into the car, the door closing was extremely dull, and the convoy immediately started to leave, and the voice came over the radio: "Welcome to the Arabian Nights, boss!" ”

When An Yang was training in Australia, he often had a relationship with these people: "I hope this can make me have a dream full of treasures and beautiful women." ”

The team members laughed, knowing that this was a commonly used meme in "Arabian Nights", and someone said: "It's a pity that it has been snatched away by the Americans and IS, and if you want to enjoy it, you can only do it yourself!" ”

"Including playing. Airplanes, bosses, here looking for a prostitute. It's harder to find a hospital than to climb to the sky! ”

"To be honest, there is one thing I envy IS, the women they grabbed are their own, and they can be sent to the slave market to sell when they run out."

"Hahaha, you standard demon!"

Listening to the vulgar words of the contractors, looking at the ruined walls outside the window, the city with a yellow color, and a large group of beards in white and black robes, they sometimes cast vigilant eyes.

Even Baghdad, the capital with the strongest security force and concentrated military force, still makes people feel uneasy -- the war is just a few dozen kilometers away.

There was a sudden rumbling sound in the distance, and everyone on the radio immediately stopped joking, and someone analyzed the voice: "We are about ten kilometers away, and we also blew up once yesterday." ”

"It's been getting a lot of chaos here." Cowell, who was sitting next to him, said, looking out the window at the other security convoys passing by, automatic weapons and machine guns were standard.

It's just that even though the situation is chaotic, the people on the street still live peacefully, seemingly uninterested in the distant explosion, and even a little empty and numb in their eyes.

A ruined kingdom is like being ravaged. A woman who has been ravaged thousands of times - An Yang's impression of this place.

The glorious excitement of the Arabian Nights? Long gone.

The team returned to AS International's training base and did not go to the hotel, which Cowell said: "There is no hotel in the area that is safer than here. ”

An Yang looked at the concrete wall in front of him, thick and high, with cameras all around, machine gunners on the observation tower on the roof, and a heavy gate, it was a prison for repeat offenders.

Prisons have always been scary, but now they feel safe.

The gate opened, the convoy entered the camp, and the gate was hastily closed. An Yang stayed in the barracks like everyone else, and the better thing was that he lived in a single room with a bathroom.

A small balcony facing the training grounds, An Yang saw that some locals were being trained by white instructors - AS International was interested in hiring locals.

The cost is lower, the compensation procedure is simpler, the company will pay a lot of compensation if the white man dies, and the local people die when they die, and the knife will lick the blood.

I can't resist the temptation of sending dollars. Confused, there are still a large number of people who are willing to come in and get high salaries and become overseas employees, about 300 people.

"Visit?" Cowell stood in the doorway.

"Okay." An Yang was taken by him to visit the training camp and equipment warehouse.

"Although the local government is not strict with contractors, there are still a lot of restrictions on large weapons, we can't have tanks, we can't use large-caliber artillery shells," Cowell said. ”

An Yang knocked on an 8*8 wheeled armored vehicle in front of him and said, "The situation will improve, I will support Ahmad's civilian armed forces and take on the heavy responsibility." ”

Cowell agreed that they alone could not make waves in this land, and even the powerful American army knew how to cultivate the "Imperial Cooperative Army".

It's just that the well-equipped Imperial Alliance Army was easily defeated by IS.

After the tour, Anyan began to get back to business, bringing several sets of equipment from Australia, including exoskeleton systems, electromagnetic guns and armed drones.

The next morning, he and Cowell were immediately equipped, and before the mission, they could go around in circles and pick a spot - only where Anyan had arrived could teleport.

Cowell picked a Hummer and drove out.

An Yang sat in the co-pilot, put on a full-coverage helmet, and the HUD interface displayed the surrounding maps and data, and intelligently enabled a lot of four-dimensional monitoring rights.

The Hummer passed through the city and headed north to leave Baghdad.

After leaving the city, the surrounding area is even more desolate, the road conditions are sometimes good and bad, the road is bumpy, and with the exoskeleton in the body, it is even more difficult to move while sitting in the car.

What's even more worrying is that the robes, beards, and little white hats on the side of the road all cast all kinds of glances at the Humvee, including curiosity, indifference, and hostility.

If it weren't for the intelligence being monitoring in four dimensions and controlling everything, An Yang would not dare to drive a Hummer so boldly, he would definitely have to disguise himself and drive an ordinary pickup truck.

After more than an hour of bumps, getting closer and closer to the occupied zone of IS in the northeast, the route became sparsely populated, and under the guidance of intelligence, Cowell bypassed and took dirt roads.

There is a leader of the infected in this occupied area, and the infected ideology is under the influence of religion, and the other party can be said to be half infected, which is equally dangerous.

The speed of the car starts to slow down, go around in circles, pick a spot.

Then move on...... Intelligence reports the situation: "There is fighting fifteen kilometers to the north, the armed forces of the infected are attacking a village, there are small leaders of the infected in the convoy, and there are members of the resistance in the village. ”

"Show up on my interface."

Anyan's helmet interface shows live images of IS convoys attacking villages, with heavy machine guns, rocket launchers, and grenade launchers.

There are a number of women and children in the village, as well as civil rebels, who happen to be the fifth candidate of the Followers, who have been surrounded and are resisting and waiting for rescue.

An Yang, who is full of high-tech, just lacks a training partner: "Diversion, ready to contact!" ”

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PS: Off topic, from here, it's the second half of "The Road to Normalization", the story is slightly longer than the previous model of finishing with 5 to 10 chapters, but the plot is more important, and I'm trying to keep the story exciting when it's about to be put on the shelves.

By the way, the book is divided into three parts: the path to justice, the journey of law enforcement, and the door to truth. In the second part, the protagonist will go back to the past of another time and space, or go to the future, and the protagonist is a bit like the main god; Or play different roles, presidents, scientists, even villains, etc., it should be very interesting.

The third part is inclined to space opera, the vast, distant world, which I used to like to read, and when I wrote it myself, I hope that my imagination can still keep up with the times.