Chapter 1263 Shame on Asking for a Monthly Pass!

From the blue sky and white clouds, the shadows of coconut groves, and the tropical islands with clear water and young sand to Iraq covered with yellow sand, the impact on Wu Xi is relatively large.

Even though he had already bought a full set of high-end clothing in Dubai, high-end sneakers, cargo multi-bag pants and ice silk cooling T-shirts, etc., when he stepped on a Toyota SUV to greet him, he still went to whisper to Buck: "Lao Tzu feels a little short of breath now, and he can't breathe!"

Buck is familiar: "Tachycardia, most of the people who go to the battlefield for the first time are like this, it's okay, it's not your turn to show up, just help us greet the local reception staff." ”

More than a dozen golden eagles were crammed into a Japanese medium-sized van, and they showed their armed security personnel certificates full of whinegrand at the airport customs, that is, mercenary practitioner certificates, and brought down these two packs of firearms by the way, but Buck and Wu Xi completely separated from them, in fact, these documents were borrowed from the Iron Hammer gang, and the young people in the blue shields really wanted to follow along to open their eyes, but the jet was really a bit small and couldn't sit down, and the nimble hyena was a representative to follow.

Buck and Wu Xi, who came out of the ordinary VIP channel, only after the alloy carved van outside the airport, drove to receive the locals, who could speak stammering Chinese, Buck listened to Wu Xi's Pingjing English accent, or communicated with others by himself, the thin driver said that they all worked for the oil company, and now send them to the company dormitory first.

There is indeed a reason for Wu Xi to breathe, the mud-walled buildings on both sides are full of all kinds of life-like messy objects, rusty bicycle tin buckets everywhere, all the buildings are two or three floors below, full of messy drying clothes, and then many eyes seem to be hung from the window holes hanging with fertilizer plastic sheets or the back of the clothes cloth to the two cars passing through, Buck laughed at Wu Xi for thinking too much, although the street is not full of traffic, there are still a lot of vehicles, of course, there are more old Toyota cars。

Wu Xi still said that this is similar to the war-barren Middle East towns he saw on TV, movies or games, and there may be terrorist attacks everywhere, and his company has been tinkering with such a game recently, and those game planners should be called to come to the scene to see.

Buck's nerves didn't bother to pay attention to him, and let the CEO of the Internet company keep looking around.

The journey from the international airport guarded by the army to the city took more than an hour, after passing most of the bungalows, arrived at an area with slightly high-rise buildings, Buck noticed that there were many bullet holes in the wide building wall, pointed to Wu Xi, Pingjing's expression was stricter, and even a little stiff, anyway, sitting in the back seat with a flat gaze, a little hollow, his fingers slowly twisted the cultural play bracelet in his hand, and it was estimated that he decided to hand over his more than 100 catties to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

In fact, it was not so decisive, the off-road vehicle turned a corner and drove into the yard of a seven- or eight-story building, first saw an armed guard with an AK rifle at the door, but it seemed to be a local, and then after entering, there were a few armed men squatting around the pickup, but it was the western face and the locals mixed together, looking at this side with curiosity and ridicule, in short, it was a loose smell, and then waiting for the car to stop, Buck saw an office open on the first floor, and a few people came out, although they were all East Asian faces, Buck subconsciously felt that the first two were not like Chinese, and turned his head in surprise, Wu Xi sneered: "Japanese ......"

Buck raised his eyebrows a little, his ancestors had never been harmed by the Japanese, but he still had the education he received since he was a child, not to mention that his wife almost lost her life in Japan, not to mention the colleagues who died extremely miserably,

Wu Xi explained: "In the whole of southern Iraq, we got two oil blocks, one was transferred from the Americans, and the other was obtained from the cooperation of the Japanese, no one can operate this thing independently, the main technical manager of this oil field is the Japanese, and this is also the only oil field in the south that can recover quickly and well with high production capacity, just because our Chinese people have strong ability to do things, and the oil produced has been returned to China...... In layman's terms, the land belongs to Iraq, and the real estate developers are all Americans, and we in China are at best contractors, and then we buy these houses! The Japanese will buy a few suites even if they are construction technicians, do you understand?"

Buck, an economic layman, squinted at Wu Xi, feeling that this product would not collude with Japan to cheat himself: "I'll ...... It's selfless, and if you're not like that, then you don't deserve to be friends!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped out of the car, Wu Xi was stunned on the off-road vehicle, and saw that the black-faced tattooed man who had occasionally shown his squinting eyes just now had pulled the sweat towel around his neck to cover the chin tattoo and jumped out of the car, and greeted the hyena with a fluent Ukrainian tongue, with a flattering smile on his face that Wu Xi had never seen before, he was a pseudo-county magistrate in the area occupied by Japanese devils, the Pingjing man snorted in his nostrils, and the corners of his mouth pulled up and smiled: "Aren't you also a son of a bastard?" They messed up their clothes casually with Buck, but quietly got out of the car from the other side, looked at a man he had seen in the photo, and nodded to each other.

The Japanese were indeed the person in charge of the construction of this oil field, and they came to greet them with a ceremonial gesture: "I heard that you are an emergency handling expert invited from Europe, so I would like to ask you here!" After a warm and appropriate handshake, there was a respectful bow that is unique to the Japanese.

Buck looked at the group of golden eagles behind him, felt that this bow was not done to himself, and responded in English: "Okay...... Who do you talk to?"

The Japanese dodged away: "This, this gentleman is the manager of Huaguo Engineering Company, and it was their engineer who was kidnapped......" After Buck was introduced to the Chinese man who nodded lightly with Wu Xi, the Japanese looked at Buck twice, and actually took the militants in the courtyard and left.

A Chinese man with a face darker than Buck greeted the team of mercenaries of Vugelen, and also used diplomatic rhetoric in English, pointing at Wu Xi: "You can't be a translator?"

The CEO of the network company followed him into the office......

To be precise, it was a conference room, which was full of Chinese people, looking at the foreigners who were rushing in, with different expressions, but the three Chinese men who led the way picked people up: "Okay, okay, it's useless to just shout and worry here, everyone go back to their respective construction sites and construction surfaces first, believe in the government, believe in the country, and will definitely get Lao Cheng back!"

The chaotic engineers got up, worried expressions written on their faces, but they didn't have much confidence.

For this reason, Buck also felt that he had to do this well.

Turning their heads, the golden eagles, who were supposed to be vigorous and professional, had already crowded to the only cabinet air conditioner in the corner of the conference room, and fanned the uniform black T-shirts they bought in Dubai one by one!

That's right, these guys are all polar bears brought from the cold, and they have been so hot that they roam bare-chested and wear beach pants on a tropical island, and when they come to this desert area where they feel even hotter psychophysiologically, they almost stick out their tongues at any time, but at this moment in front of the customer, they still have a bit of an image, right, and they are scrambling one by one, and the "translator" stands at the door with a straight face.

No wonder these construction workers have no confidence in it!

Buck felt so embarrassed!