"Then why was he locked up?" Wang Zhen was puzzled.
"That group of Poles went to the Baghdad government to file a complaint." The bartender curled his lips and said: "One has a broken jaw, one has three broken ribs, one has a broken neck and a moderate concussion, and one has a broken calf. I heard they are some kind of mercenary group.
The people originally had a mission, but now less than half of them are missing, and the mission cannot be completed at all."
"That night, those Poles got into a big group of people and came over with guns."
"Then what?" Wang Zhen asked curiously.
"Then he got to the door and rolled back in despair."
"Why?"
"This is the Abil Bar. In Iraq, no mercenaries dare to go to the Abil Bar to cause trouble!" the bar said with a proud look.
Wang Zhen looked surprised. Damn it, the owner behind this bar is the US government?
So awesome?
"Those Poles didn't dare to make trouble, and couldn't bear to swallow their breath, so they chose to call the police, and then Guo was arrested."
Wang Zhen's mouth twitched, "mercenaries, if there is a conflict, you have to use your fists to resolve it, or use your gun to resolve it, call the police... Isn't it a shame? Only the Poles and the British can do this."
Hmm...sticks can work too.
"But are there still police in Baghdad?"
"Of course, although it's hard for you to see them." The bartender shrugged, "He was seriously injured and Guo won't pay for it, so he can only be arrested and detained for a few days. He must give the police some face."
Okay... Wang Zhen nodded, "When Guo comes back, tell him I'm here and ask him to call me."
After leaving a phone number, Wang Zhen turned around and walked back.
After drinking until 12 o'clock in the evening, everyone dispersed.
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The next night, Wang Zhen finally met his fellow villagers.
"Welcome out of prison." Wang Zhen punched Guo Jingyun lightly, "Tell me, how does it feel to be in prison."
"What does it feel like?" Guo Jingyun sat down next to Wang Zhen, curled his lips, and said with a disapproving look on his face: "Don't listen to them saying that the prison is very chaotic. I heard from hearsay that I feel like going to prison is like going home. Inside
The people here are all very nice, all of them are talented, and they speak nicely. I like them very much!”
"God, why don't you go home?" Wang Zhen laughed and cursed, "I think they are afraid that you will hit them!"
Guo Jingyun burst out laughing, "Anyway, you're very kind. I heard Tony say you're looking for me, what's the matter?"
"Last time you said you wanted to be a PMC, do you still have the idea now?" Wang Zhen asked with a smile.
"Yes, have you introduced a company to me?" Guo Jingyun immediately became interested, "Where is the company, let alone domestic, then I may not be able to do it."
"Let me talk about your situation first. It's easy to talk about it when you enter the company, but it's no joke on the battlefield. A bullet may come from somewhere and kill you." Wang Zhen said with a serious face: "I don't know your situation.
I don’t dare to send you up casually, I have to take responsibility.”
Guo Jingyun also looked serious, thought for a while and said: "I have been a soldier for six years. I can't say which army it is. You can understand this, right?"
Wang Zhen nodded, the country has very strict requirements in this regard, and our soldiers have strict discipline, especially for those who have gone abroad.
"Does that mean he retired after his contract expired?" Wang Zhen asked.
"No." Guo Jingyun's face darkened, and he sighed and said, "I never thought about retiring. I was removed from the army because I made a mistake."
"Ah?" Wang Zhen was stunned.
"But I don't regret it." Guo Jingyun gritted his teeth, took a deep breath and said, "It happened more than two years ago. The army went home on annual leave. It took a long time to go back to my hometown. I definitely wanted to get together with my old classmates.
, the five of us were having barbecue on the roadside, and diagonally opposite there were two girls who were also having barbecue. There is a KTV next to the barbecue restaurant. Many barbecue restaurants like to open in this kind of place, and there are many customers."
"It was about 10 o'clock in the evening. A group of people came out of the KTV. Six drunk men also came over to have barbecue and eat. As a result, this group of people looked at the two beautiful girls next to them.
, surround other girls, and insist on letting girls drink with them."
"I can't stand this kind of thing in broad daylight, but I was pulled over by some classmates and told that those people were very powerful and wouldn't let me cause trouble. They also said that it was just drinking and nothing else.
If I go up there, I might make a big fuss."
"I thought, after I beat someone, I returned to the army. If these guys retaliate, my classmates may suffer. I can't hurt others, so I suppressed my voice and said nothing."
Wang Zhen frowned, it was true, helpless, but realistic.
"As a result, this group of people not only drank, but also resorted to physical violence. The last few men forcibly dragged the girls to the nightclub." Guo Jingyun said, slamming the table with his hands, "If these two girls were raped by this group,
If someone is dragged to a place like that, what will be the consequences?"
"Then these two girls will be finished!"
"So you started beating people?" Wang Zhen frowned and asked, "That's just beating people, and it won't fire you, right?"
"You are a soldier. Even if you make mistakes, the troops should be responsible for them."
Guo Jingyun sighed deeply and said softly: "That group of people brought a gun and opened fire."
Wang Zhen's eyes widened and he took a breath, "You're crazy!"
Is this not a free America? Shooting at home?
This is really too much to drink!
It didn't take Guo Jingyun to tell Wang Zhen what happened next, and Wang Zhen could guess it. Without threats, Guo Jingyun could still have a sense of proportion in his actions. He could only give two girls a beating at most and save them.
But when faced with someone with a gun, there is no way to hold back.
Sure enough, I heard Guo Jingyun say: "Two died and three were seriously injured, but I don't regret it. This kind of people dare to shoot. Later, I learned that this group of people committed many major crimes. There are many crimes in the local area."
"The only thing I regret is that I didn't kill them all!" Guo Jingyun said bitterly.
"What's the end?"
"Then I came here. I wanted to go to the battlefield for a walk. Otherwise, I would not be willing to die!"
"The barbarians here don't understand, but we understand." Wang Zhen put his arms around Guo Jingyun's shoulders, patted his chest, raised his head and said loudly: "I was drunk and read the sword, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company, and my subordinates were separated eight hundred miles away.
Sunburn, the sound of fifty-stringed strings rolling outside the Great Wall, the autumn order of troops on the battlefield, the horse's movements are so fast, the bow is like a thunderbolt, the strings are frightened, the king's affairs in the world are ended, and he wins fame before and after his life. This pity happened in vain!"
"No matter what, if there is a chance, we can't let it happen in vain!"
"Yes, that's it!" Guo Jingyun clenched his fist fiercely, "A true man, you will be on the battlefield, wrapped in horse leather!"
"How can you lie in bed and do evil in the hands of your son and daughter?" Wang Zhen answered.
If a person like Guo Jingyun lived in ancient times, he would be a hero in peacetime, and in times of war, he would be a general, commanding the battlefield.
This man has a heroic temperament and is restless at heart.
Having said that, the matter has been settled. As for Guo Jingyun's combat effectiveness, Wang Zhen has not seen it, so it is difficult to evaluate it, but he still has great trust in the domestic infantry's combat effectiveness.
Apart from being incomparable to American soldiers in terms of actual combat, Wang Zhen didn't think there would be any shortcomings in other aspects.
Of course, Guo Jingyun proposed that even if he had to leave, he should go and see Tano Sari, the owner of Abiel Bar.
After arriving in Baghdad, it was Tano Sari who took in Guo Jingyun, who had no food to eat, and gave him a lot of help in the past two years.
Tano Sari is in his 60s, an old man with half-white hair but a strong build.
"Hello, Mr. Tano Sali, my name is Wang Zhen, you can call me Wang, I'm glad to meet you." Wang Zhen smiled and said hello proactively.
"Hello, sit down, you're welcome." Tano Sari looked Wang Zhen up and down, "I've heard of you, Imperial Barrier Company's Scythe Squad, right? You guys have encountered some difficulties before, and now looking at you,
This is when I came out to work alone.”
"Yes." Wang Zhen was surprised that the old man was well-informed and admitted openly: "We re-established a PMC company, registered in Iraq. Now we are short of manpower, so I came to see Guo."
"You are a very energetic group of young people. When I see you, I feel more and more that I am already old." Tano Sari sighed, "Guo has already told me, I know he will go to the battlefield sooner or later, but
He stays here because of identity issues. If he wants to follow you, of course I will not object."
"I won't say things like be careful. When you go to the battlefield, you can't decide on many things. It's hard to define justice or evil on the battlefield. I just hope you can keep your heart and don't let the war swallow you up.
You, let yourself become a soulless wild dog driven by war, only know how to eat carrion and dirty blood, and become a soulless evil beast."
Wang Zhen was stunned, not expecting the old man to say such a thing, "Don't worry, it may be difficult to define justice or evil in war, but we have our own bottom line, and we will only do what we think is just."
"Haha, I hope so. If you have any difficulties, you can come to Aibik Bar. You will always be from Aibik." Tano Sari gave Guo Jingyun a hug, "In Iraq, Syria, Libya, South Africa, etc.
A lot of places have Abby Bars.”
"Thank you, Mr. Tano, I will come to you for a drink often." Guo Jingyun said with a heavy nod.
After coming out of the bar, Wang Zhen asked curiously: "What did this Tano Sari do before? He is not like an ordinary bar owner. Syria and Libya are all war-torn areas."
"I don't know either. I heard from other people that Mr. Tano was also a mercenary when he was young. After he retired, he opened a bar in Baghdad. I don't know more about it." Guo Jingyun shook his head and said.
Wang Zhen looked back at the photo of Aibik Bar, thoughtfully.
"Okay, let's go, I'll take you to meet other people."
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