The bullet swept in front of the donkey, and the frightened donkey slammed backwards.

Although he was hiding in the car body and had an extra layer of steel plate protection than others, the machine gunner was affected by the sound of the IED explosion, and his hands, feet and head were a little disobedient after regaining his mobility, and he hit too far away.

Hearing the sound of machine guns, Wang Zhen suddenly braked sharply and turned his head at the same time, regardless of whether the M855 could not hit the protective steel plate, and turned the muzzle of the gun to shoot a round of point fire.

There was a clanging sound of the protective steel plate being struck by the sparks.

The shrapnel also turned the muzzle and hit it.

The Heavy also shrunk his neck in fright, and there was an observation port at the top of the muzzle of the steel plate.

Just as he was about to adjust the trajectory, the "bang" poet opened fire.

This time, the M993 bullet finally worked, and the tungsten alloy bullet core penetrated through the steel plate and hit the machine gunner's neck, with a hole the size of a small fingernail in the front, but a hole the size of a baby's fist was opened in the back of the neck.

The blood spurted from the ruptured large artery in the neck was six or seven meters high.

Dealing with the machine gunner, Wang Zhen and the donkey pressed on it again.

There were no more gunshots in the second car, maybe some of them were not killed, but shrapnel swept over with a shuttle of bullets, and those who were not dead are now dead!

There were only two mercenaries left to escort the munitions, Wang Zhen, the donkey, and shrapnel scattered to outflank them from three directions, and the poet sniped.

A minute later, one person was killed by Wang Zhen and the other was killed by a donkey, and at this point, the other party was completely annihilated!

"Blind man, poet wary." After Wang Zhen gave an order, he began to approach the donkey and shrapnel for inspection.

Whether you die or not, you will make up for it.

"That's it."

"That's it."

Listening to the report from the channel, Mayor Wang breathed a long sigh of relief, the first mission was successfully over!

Well, at least the first phase is a successful one.

"Pack up the loot and put it all on the truck." Wang Zhen commanded as he bent down and pulled out the gun in the corpse's hand.

A copy of the AKM, looking at the Bulgarian version, is conservatively estimated to fetch $3,500 in Iraq.

Flattered.

Ignoring the blood on it, he began to rummage through the back of his body.

Magazines, grenades, and pistols were all taken away.

A night vision device, blind in the black light and can't see which country it is made, take it.

There is an RPG under the rear seat, pull it out and take it!

Body armor...... Don't want this, not only don't want it, but destroy it.

It's not a matter of whether it's broken or not, in a place like Iraq, you can sell arms, but you can't sell body armor.

This is an unspoken rule, and even those underground arms dealers generally abide by it.

It would be too much to put terrorists in body armor.

There were four people in the car, four sets of equipment, an RPG bazooka, two warheads.

Covered with trophies, Wang Zhen trotted to the truck, and the donkey and shrapnel also ran over, carrying a lot of things on his back.

Wang Zhen couldn't wait to climb into the truck, lifted the rainproof cloth and looked inside, the boxes were neatly placed, and he couldn't roughly tell what was inside, only that it was munitions.

Just looking at it, the corners of his mouth hung up, and he laughed completely uncontrollably.

Throwing the captured gun in the car, Wang Zhen jumped down again, "Heavy machine gun, heavy machine gun, see if you can remove it." ”

"Are you really going to get this cart of munitions back?" The donkey asked, somewhat incredulous.

Although Wang Zhen had said it before.

It is a person who knows how short of arms there is in Iraq, but the problem is how to deliver it, how to find buyers, and how to guarantee the receipt of money!

I don't know how often the convoy will be contacted, but at most the news will get out at dawn.

When the time comes, the other party will inevitably launch a counterattack, especially after discovering that the delivery truck is missing.

"How do you know if you don't try!" Wang Zhen continued: "Just cover your feet and the little money given by the building is enough to do a fart, what if, right?" ”

"Okay." The donkey shrugged, not the boss, he couldn't understand the feelings of Wang Zhen now.

Wang Zhen also jumped down, walked towards the nearest pickup truck, jumped on the body, grabbed the heavy machine gun and looked at it carefully, and suddenly wanted to give himself a mouthful.

No tools brought!

It's a very heavy machine gun, and it can be sold for at least $20,000 to get it back.

Four is $80,000.

Lose my love!

"Poet, blind man, drive our car, shrapnel will pass, I will drive away with the donkey, dogs." Wang Zhen was not entangled, jumped down and said loudly.

You can't stay here for long.

Three minutes later, the three cars converged, Wang Zhen looked at the map in his hand, drove a few kilometers out and ordered Guo Jingyun to open the road in front, and then the group plunged under the road.

Before he came, Wang Zhen had a plan, and deliberately studied the satellite map provided by the CIA and chose a road.

From here, you enter the meadow and head all the way to the east, leading to a mountainous area.

It is said to be a mountainous area, but in fact, it seems to Wang Zhen that it is a low hill, but in any case, it should be possible to find enough place to hide a car.

Before coming, Wang Zhen had made full preparations.

Just off the road, the road conditions are indescribable, and the speed of travel is also very slow.

The average speed is 10 kilometers per hour, and Wang Zhen does not know.

In the middle, he also got out of the car four times to save Guo Jingyun's car that opened the road.

Fortunately, there is an open road, and any danger has been detected by Guo Jingyun, stumbling all the way, at 5 o'clock in the morning, looking at the map, about 40 kilometers out.

It is a depression between two hills with some sparse trees.

Bring the cart closer to a few trees, and the donkey turns off.

Wang Zhen pulled out a large package from the pickup truck and opened it, and inside was a gilli cloth specially used for camouflage in the field for camp.

"Do you want to move down?" Shrapnel asked, standing on the side of the car.

"I estimated that the goods in the car weighed 10 tons, and there were no tools, so I was afraid of exhaustion when I moved it down." Wang Zhen shook his head and said, "The bigger problem is, without the car, how can we transport them out!" ”

"So it's so blindfolded?" The corners of the donkey's mouth twitched.

Wang Zhen nodded, "Just camouflage it as a camp tent, and get some branches, vines, grass leaves, or something." ”

"If someone does search the neighborhood, they will be found when they move down."

"If no one searches the neighborhood, we're lucky."

"Let's do it, let's retreat immediately."

It's easy to say, and it took 2 hours to completely disguise it, and it was dawn at this time.

The group reloaded the pickup and made a detour towards the neighbouring city of Amadiyah in Erbil province, and then made a detour to Sulaymaniyah province.

That side is still under the control of government forces, and they don't dare to rush headlong into Nineveh Province, and now most of Nineveh is controlled by Ace.

It's a mess over there!

The detour to Sulaymaniyah was still very smooth, and there were no dangers along the way, and the arrival was smooth.

From Sulaymaniyah, it traveled south through Diyala province to Baghdad.

When passing through Diarra, we took a detour to the small oil field near the town of Bruz.

The banner of the imperial fortress was still hung on the wall of the small oil field like a small city, and the group did not enter, but just stopped here for a while, and then went all the way to the west.

It was already past 4 o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived in Baghdad, Wang Zhen asked the others to go back to their lodgings to wash and rest, and he himself went to the Imperial Fortress Branch to meet Daryl to hand over the mission.

The mission voucher is just a few photos.

As soon as he entered Daryl's office, Daryl stood up with a smile and said, "Hey, congratulations on completing your first mission. ”

"News spreads so fast?" Wang Zhen said with some surprise.

"Hehe, intelligence is very important for a PMC company, and there are intelligence dealers selling intelligence early this morning." Daryl said with a smirk: "Interestingly, the intelligence said that a cart of smuggled arms was not destroyed, but robbed. ”

Wang Zhen's face was full of remorse, and he raised his hand and gently gave himself a mouthful, "I should have contacted Salah at that time, sold him the information, and lost 100 million!" ”

Daryl was stunned on the spot, and after a while, he scolded: "Fake! ”

"I now feel that you will definitely be able to run the glorious defense."

"Thanks for the compliment." Wang Zhen shrugged, "I can only say that after really running a company, I understand how difficult it is to do business, and the huge cost pressure makes you have to fight for every cent of profit." ”

Daryl laughed, "This is the mystery of my peace of mind to stay in the imperial fortress, instead of pulling a team to work alone, the unknown of doing business is too strong, imagination is always beautiful, how much money can be made, but in fact, losing money is the vast majority." ”

"Especially for a job like PMC, you may lose not only money, but also your own life."

Wang Zhen sighed, yes, the shuttle bullet of the heavy machine gun in the early morning, if it weren't for the machine gunner being affected by the IED explosion, he or the donkey would probably die.

"Did you hide that batch of munitions?" Darryl asked.

"Well, hide it for the time being, and see if there's a chance to get it out later."

"Sell it or use it for yourself?"

"Sell!"

"You're not going to sell to Faisal again, are you?" Daryl raised an eyebrow.

Wang Zhen suddenly laughed, "That's what I planned, now I'm afraid that he won't be able to afford it, I always feel that Faisal is going to be bald by me, and I don't know if the leeks have grown in more than 4 months." ”

"I'm going to disappoint you." Daryl said with a strange expression.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zhen frowned, he was attacked, the sickle team was disbanded, trained, and prepared for the glorious defense, a series of things made him so busy that he didn't pay attention to the affairs of Iraq.

And I don't hear much news from the U.S. side.

Daryl sighed, "A month ago, Ace Ace launched an attack on Tikrit, and unsurprisingly, the Iraqi government forces were defeated again, and Tikrit has been occupied by Ace Ace. ”

Wang Zhen's face was full of speechlessness, and his expression gradually distorted, for a long time,!

He is not concerned with the Iraqi government, but with a deep concern for Faisal.

I just saw the improvement and was about to reach the peak of my life, but suddenly my hometown was gone......

Thinking about it, Wang Zhen suddenly froze in place, this ...... It can't be because of my problem, right?

(End of chapter)