Battlefield Contractor

"Understood, Captain. We will always be your backing." Cobain replied.

I closed the communication channel and watched the fire and gunfire go further and further away. Lin Rui leaned in the carriage and fell asleep in the bumps. He was so tired that day, coupled with head injuries and blood loss on his arms, made him feel weak. He looked at the far away fire in the darkness and fell asleep.

The burning battlefield is going away, as if even my soul is also going away, floating. Only the shelling and gunfire of the Iraqi coalition forces continued in the distance.

"Goodbye, Mosul." The cigarette with snake eyes at the corner of his mouth lit up slightly, and then darkened again, just like the chaotic war in the distance.

The players all fell asleep, and they all needed a rest. About a few hours later, Sergey stopped the car on the side of the road. After he returned to the car, let another team member take him for a while.

Time is tight, they can't stop and rest. They can only use such substitutions to drive, so that everyone can guarantee a few hours of sleep, otherwise the next task cannot be completed. They are fighters, but not iron men. Long periods of lack of sleep can make people unresponsive and unable to concentrate.

Just change people without stopping. At around nine o'clock the next morning, they almost arrived in Baghdad.

The old Tigris River winds through the city center, the highways extending in all directions are interspersed among the dense date palm trees, the residential villas are scattered throughout the city, and the temples with golden spires and blue domes are set against the green trees. In the blue sky-this is the Baghdad in the past. To be precise, it is Baghdad before the outbreak of the Iraq War.

Then, under the shadow of international sanctions, the devastation after the US army occupied Baghdad.

Crazy Horse and Snake Eye were the witnesses of most of the wars here. Returning to Baghdad at this moment, they found that this country, once known as the "God-given Land", was still suffering from the unbearable pain of war.

In downtown Baghdad, the bumpy streets are even narrower under a messy explosion-proof wall. When cars pass by, the dust is dusty and passersby can only pass by. The bustling Rashid Street near the Grand Bazaar in the old city is now deserted and deserted. Some old houses that were once traditional Baghdad architectural styles have been empty and dilapidated.

From Saadun Avenue to Firdos Square, it was here that the American tanks pulled down Saddam's sculpture, symbolizing the end of the old era. Ten years have passed, and the sculpture has long disappeared, but the stone seat below still stands alone in the middle of the dilapidated square. Sewage flows across the square, which is a microcosm of the unfinished reconstruction work.

In order to strengthen security, the Iraqi government has set up numerous checkpoints on the streets, where suspicious vehicles will be checked, but this has also caused serious traffic jams. When traffic jams, everyone is in fear. With so many cars and people crowded together, car bombs are even more dangerous. Because of the faces of foreigners, they are often interrogated here. In addition to checking their documents, the soldiers also took the opportunity to chat with foreigners.

In many residential areas of Baghdad, major road junctions are sealed by concrete blocks, and people can only detour in and out through a small opening guarded by soldiers. In some residential areas, even entire blocks are surrounded by tall explosion-proof walls, and entrances and exits will be closed in the middle of the night. Some Iraqi soldiers joked that living in Baghdad is no different from Gaza in Palestine.

Lin Rui and others showed them the military company card. After the inspection, it may pass. Lincoln turned his head and asked, "If there is an attack, do you think these soldiers are useful?"

"What do you think?" Crazy Horse smiled wryly.

"How do you feel when you come back? I don't know how many of our partners are still alive." Snake eyes turned his head and looked at Crazy Horse.

Crazy Horse was silent for a while, "Who knows? The last time I met one in South Africa and didn't talk a lot, I hurriedly parted. After I have been away for a long time, the pain of the war may not need to be repeated. In the war, A person’s life disappears faster than the fireworks disperse, and even makes you wonder whether this is true. Everything has become calm, as calm as water."

"Don't mind, buddy. At least we are still alive." Snake Eye patted his shoulder.

"Yes, at least we are still alive." Crazy Horse gave a wry smile.

"Stop talking nonsense, I just want to know now, where is that **** warehouse and how long can we get there?" Lin Rui whispered.

Jiang Jian glanced at the GPS locator and said in a low voice, "There are still three kilometers, shall we drive over?"

"No, stop the car first. We can't break in without knowing or preparing. At least we need to get the basic information in the warehouse." Lin Rui whispered.

"But how can we get their basic information if we are not close?" Sergey frowned.

"There is something called remote reconnaissance. Cobain hacked into the warehouse's security system. If he succeeds, he can control all the monitoring systems there. He will use those monitoring to detect for us, which is more important than rushing in. Much more reliable." Lin Rui whispered.

"Well, what shall we do, just wait here?" Sergey frowned.

"This is a good idea." Lin Rui waved his hand. "But you have to go and find the nearest pharmacy. I have some fever. Although the wound on my arm has been burned, it may still be infected."

Yelena reached out and touched his forehead and whispered, "You do have a fever. It's best to find a local hospital to treat the wound again."

"It's okay, I just need some anti-inflammatories. There will be no problem for at least a day or two." Lin Rui shook his head. "No matter what, I'll talk about it after finishing this mission."

The chief parked the car on the side of the road, and Lin Rui moved his hands and feet after getting off the car. Although he had some fever, it did not affect his normal actions. Sergey's efficiency was very good, and he got his medicine in ten minutes. "No matter when, the thief can always find what he wants in the first time." Sergey handed him the medicine triumphantly.

"Do you understand Arabic?" Snake Eye looked at the box suspiciously, "Isn't it because I found him some cold medicine?"

Some of the other mercenaries also laughed. The chief was an Arab. He took it and took a look. "Actually, you really blamed him. The Russians did not find cold medicine."

"That's fine. Any anti-inflammatory medicine will work." Lin Rui moved his neck and said.

"But this is—the kind of medicine. It's the kind that is used when a man is unable to do what he wants, do you understand?" The chief endured a smile.

"Damn, Russian, you are deadly illiterate." Lin Rui was stunned, and then he laughed. Throwing the medicine back to Sergey, "You save it to deal with those African girls, bastard." The other mercenaries all smiled.

At this moment, Kobain's communication came.