"Do you think Faisal can really soar into the sky?" On the way back, the donkey asked.

"How do I know?" Wang Zhen laid the chair flat, put his hands behind his head, and said with a nonchalant expression.

"Huh?" The donkey said with a tangled face: "But listen, there is nothing wrong with your statements, you will definitely be recognized by the CIA and get financial support." ”

"yes, for sure." Wang Zhen tilted his head and looked at the donkey, "But what does this have to do with soaring into the sky?" ”

"Didn't you say that?"

"I said I would believe it, and I said I wasn't angry."

Donkey:!!!

His expression gradually distorted, he stretched out his hand and scratched his face, and after holding it for a long time, the donkey cried and said, "Don't be angry, okay?" ”

"Okay." Wang Zhen agreed very simply.

Donkey:!!!

Can you be a little sincere!

Now, the donkey can't tell which of Wang Zhen's words is true and which is false.

The donkey sniffled, and suddenly began to miss the golden retriever.

How good it was when the golden retriever was the captain, he made jokes about the golden retriever, and at most he beat him, but now, when is this worrying day a head.

The soul was traumatized.

"Faisal doesn't have a chance at all?" The donkey had nothing to say.

"There is a high probability that there is no chance, his life is not hard enough, it's good not to toss the results, once he really lets him toss some results, Ace Ace will definitely attack and kill him, and then it will depend on his luck."

"Then why are you telling him so much?"

"Do you think Faisal trusts me?"

"Definitely, he'll get down on his knees and kiss your boots."

"So, if there is a military need, he will definitely think of us as soon as possible, order, man, it's been a week since the last mission, and the ghost knows when the next mission will be there, don't you make money?" Wang Zhen is thinking of playing two shots with or without dates.

Of course, if Faisal really tosses out the results and escapes the first wave of assassinations, it means that his life is still quite hard, and Wang Zhen will not stand idly by at that time.

The donkey glanced at Wang Zhen secretly, and made two snorts in his mouth, it is better to work as a worker, and there will be a stable income no matter what.

It's miserable to be a boss.

……

On the first day, he indoctrined Faisal, on the second day he invited John to drink, and on the third day he talked to Salah.

Wang Zhen wanted to sell Korn Ferry immediately, but the problem was that he had only been in Iraq for half a year, and his network was so big that he couldn't be too active, so he had to wait.

At first, Wang Zhen was able to keep his peace of mind, but after a week, the donkey and the poet traveled every day, occasionally going to a place outside the city to shoot a few shots, keeping their hands on it, and spending the rest of the time eating, drinking, and having fun, but he could no longer sit still.

Getting out of the car and standing in front of the Imperial Barrier Division, Wang Zhen sighed heavily.

"Didn't you say that you shouldn't rely too much on Imperial Barriers?" The donkey asked, poking his head out of the driver's seat.

"Did I say that?" Wang Zhen slowly turned his head and looked over expressionlessly.

"Nope!" The donkey replied immediately.

After the Xiao Benben incident, the donkey finally reached an agreement with Wang Zhen after several pleas to be Wang Zhen's driver for the next month, in exchange for Wang Zhen not to retaliate against him in the future.

"It's hard to make money, don't be chilling." Wang Zhen rubbed his face, changed his smile, and walked in.

……

"How can you have time to come to me today?" Daryl asked with a smile as he walked next to Wang Zhen.

"Idle." Now that it has been decided, Wang Zhen is no longer reserved, and said directly: "I've been idle for half a month, do you have any tasks?" ”

"Task? Yes! Daryl pointed to the large stack of papers on his desk, "There are too many, but I don't think you can look down on that kind of task, it's dangerous, the commission is small, it's a task that only those middle and lower-level mercenaries will take, and the P1 team won't do this kind of work." ”

"The problem is, I'm a low-level mercenary now." Wang Zhen pointed to himself and said.

"Okay, you can turn it yourself, and if you have recognition, you will leave it to you, and the company will not take a cut." Daryl said with a generous face.

"So good?" Wang Zhen got up and walked over, leaned on the desk, reached out and picked up the top document and looked through it, "Mosul is in the war, 100-150 dollars per person a day, Shit, what the hell is this mission?" Where did it come from? ”

Turn to the last page, which is stamped with the seal of the Government of Iraq.

"Since June 10, 2014, when Mosul was occupied by the Islamic State, the Iraqi government has received this document every month to every PMC company and every mercenary group in Iraq. Daryl Nunu said.

"Has the Imperial Barrier sent someone?" Wang Zhen asked.

"Of course, we have to give the Iraqi government a little face." Daryl continued: "Half a month, 30 people at a time, this mission does not have any profit, it is not bad not to lose money. ”

"Who's fighting over there?"

"Many, mercenaries from Southeast Asia, Africa, Eastern Europe, South America, and Iraq, $100 a day is a lot for them, especially this kind of long-term tug-of-war mission, which can effectively fill the gaps in their tasks, and there is also food and shelter, which can save them a lot of expenses." "If it weren't for these mercenaries, relying on the Iraqi Defense Forces, Ace's men would have entered Iraq a long time ago," Daryl said. ”

"Forget it, this kind of task, I still don't appreciate it." Wang Zhen shook his head and continued to look through the pile of papers, hoping to pick out some less rubbish tasks in the garbage heap.

Turning over another one, the city of Himmlin in Salah al-Din province, a city halfway between Tikrit and Baghdad, a little closer to Tikrit, Ace Ace pushed the battle line to this place.

At present, the Iraqi Defense Forces (IDF) and the local militias of the country's two major sects, also known as militias, are blocking in this area, while recruiting a large number of mercenaries.

The battle is fierce, the money is too little, give up.

Continue to look at the oil field garrison mission, $150 per day, every three months.

Too long, give up.

Abandon......

Abandon......

Turning from beginning to end, Wang Zhen sighed, thought for a while, and pulled out a document, Mission: Iraqi Defense Force Training Mission.

Published by:Iraqi military.

Commission: $50,000/month/company.

Requirements: Service experience in the regular armies of the five major countries.

"Why didn't you take this? The benefits are okay. Wang Zhen took the document and handed it to Daryl.

"You need to be able to speak Arabic." Daryl glanced at it and said, "There are not many American GIs who can speak Arabic, and you can get at least $20,000 a month here, why do you say it?" ”

"Do you know Arabic?"

Wang Zhen nodded, stumbled in Arabic, and said, "I know a little, I can communicate." ”

"You alone is not enough, train at least 3 people in a company."

"Well, Guo also speaks Arabic, which is similar to me, and he is also learning shovel...... I can listen to it, and it's almost improvised. Wang Zhen rolled his eyes.

"Okay, do you need me to get in touch with you?"

"Of course."

"Invite me to dinner."

"No problem."

……

"How did I not know I knew Arabic?" Guo Jingyun looked at Wang Zhen with a confused expression.

"You've been here for more than two years and you don't know Arabic?" Wang Zhen asked with wide eyes.

"What's so strange about them being here for years and not knowing Arabic?" Guo Jingyun pointed to the donkey and said.

"They are in contact with the US military, what's so strange, you are in contact with ordinary people, the service industry, I don't understand how you provide services."

"I can understand it, huh...... Some, but I can't say it, how can I understand those grammars. ”

"It's okay to break down one word at a time, right?" Wang Zhen glared at Guo Jingyun, turned his head to look at the shovel, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Don't look at me, I'm just starting to learn, and I heard the tutor say that there are 12 million words in Arabic and I want to give up." The shovel hurriedly waved his hand, he had to do logistics, and he must deal with the locals, so after coming to Baghdad, he found a tutor.

Wang Zhen: A bunch of scumbags.

After thinking about it, Wang Zhen could only come up with a bad idea, "In this way, I will go to the Iraqi government tomorrow to talk to the people, you will go with a shovel, and when the training begins, it will be replaced with shrapnel." ”

"Substitute exam?" Guo Jingyun looked stunned.

"Can't speak." Wang Zhen said with a straight face: "Isn't the shovel from our company?" ”

……

The next day, Wang Zhen and his men arrived at an office of the Baghdad Defence Forces in full armor and reported to them through the doorman, who soon came to pick them up.

Before I came, the person in charge of contact knew that there were two Chinese and four Americans.

In a small conference room, the two heads of the Iraqi military's mission met with Wang Zhen and six people, yes, the shovels were also fully armed, and they made up the numbers.

After meeting and greeting each other, Wang Zhen took out a cigarette, "Come, smoke a cigarette." ”

As he spoke, he opened the cigarette case and took out half of it and handed it to one person.

The man subconsciously glanced down, and was slightly stunned, only the one he took out of a box of cigarettes was a cigarette, and the others were all rolled into a cylinder of dollars.

This is the first time that the Arabs have seen this method of bribery, and it is very novel and hidden.

I don't know why, my hand stretched over uncontrollably, smoked a cigarette, Wang Zhen flicked his fingers, the cigarette case was buckled, and it was placed directly on the desktop in front of the other party.

The other person next to him looked a little inexplicable, and before he could be curious, Wang Zhen had already taken out another box of cigarettes and handed it over.

Oh!!

A sudden expression flashed on the man's face, a smile bloomed on his face, and he took out a cigarette, and Wang Zhen put down the cigarette case with his hand.

The two glanced at each other, and then looked at Wang Zhen, how pleasing to the eye.

It may not be a lot of money, but it's in place.

It is indeed more comfortable to deal with the Chinese than with the Americans and the British.

The rest of the matter is simple, don't care if it's stumbling or not, just ask you if it's Arabic!

The recruitment requirements did not write anything like Arabic level 6, so why did it say that Radiant Defense did not meet the requirements?

Listen to the name, and it will be glorious when you look at it!

With a smile on his face, Wang Zhen signed the name of Glorious Defense on the contract.

(End of chapter)