Lying on the bed, Wang Zhen still had a smile on his lips. Donkey was always provocative and always getting beaten, and he never tired of it.
Turning over, Wang Zhen silently counted the money in his hand. Jin Mao used the brothers' mission commissions and salaries as collateral to get 230,000 for himself. Last time he protected Green, because they got the mission themselves, they could get the mission commission.
In the half, which is US$150,000, I can get 21,400 US dollars.
I still have a salary, an annual salary of 60,000, which is 15,000 in three months.
This time the profit is 50,000 US dollars, which is a total of 86,400 US dollars. If all the expenses during the mission are eliminated, another 150,000 US dollars will be needed to repay the debt.
Tsk tsk, set a small goal and pay off the foreign debt in three months!
Thinking in his mind, he turned over and fell into a deep sleep.
…
Ahmed was worthy of being from a big family, and the political donations arrived quickly. Faisal did not delay, and the money was transferred to the Baghdad branch account of the Imperial Barrier on the next night.
It was a transferred company account. Faisal was very satisfied. Firstly, he confirmed that there was no black money in the Scythe Squad. Secondly, he strengthened his belief that the US government had been paying attention to him.
This made Faisal even more high-spirited, and soon the news that the Democratic and Peace Party was favored by the Ibrahim family spread in the party nest, and then spread throughout Baghdad along the party nest.
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The Ibrahim family is a large family in Wasit Province, southwest of Baghdad Province. It controls most of the import and export trade in Wasit Province. The family believes in Sunniism, but because it is adjacent to Iran, there is no relationship with Shia.
Unclear.
As for whether the import and export trade of the business involves some contraband or something, I guess it's not that clean.
After reading the information about the Ibrahim family, Wang Zhen came to the conclusion that investing in Faisal was a political statement to a certain extent. As for being optimistic about Faisal, it was too early to say.
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Recently, Faisal has been in a state of turmoil. Because of his abundant funds, he has also attracted another small party to merge into the Democratic and Peace Party.
Many people from Salahuddin Province, Faisal's hometown, come to visit him. Guests come to his door every day. There are Arabs, Kurds, and Assyrians in Salahuddin Province, which is very chaotic. Faisal has been in the limelight recently.
As a member of parliament, it is natural for him to receive support from the Arabs in his hometown.
For this, the Scythe team is also very happy. Although there has never been as much support as 500,000 in one move, the number cannot be tolerated!
In the afternoon, after finishing the day's work as usual, the group prepared to go home.
"Which route should we take?" the donkey asked in the car.
"Wait a minute, let me take a look." Jin Mao took out a dice from his pocket and tossed it gently. The dice fell to the ground, jumped a few times and then slowly stopped, it was 3 o'clock.
"Take line B." Jin Mao bent down and picked up the dice and said.
Since the last attack, a donkey with a bayonet and a cart has been leading the way. Jin Mao designed three routes home, choosing a different one every day. Wang Zhen also suggested using dice to decide which route to take.
Go to A at 1 o'clock and 2 o'clock, go to B at 3 o'clock and 4 o'clock, and so on. There is no pattern, which highlights the uncertainty.
Not far from home, the donkey drove into a relatively narrow road with only two lanes. As he drove, the donkey slowed down. For no reason, he had a bad feeling.
At this moment, a Toyota from the other end drove towards us. As the distance got closer, the Toyota suddenly accelerated.
The moment the Toyota accelerated, the donkey's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints. He pulled the handbrake with his right hand, turned the steering wheel with his left hand, stepped on the accelerator, and with a sizzling sound, the Hummer spun around and fell across the road.
"Run!" A shrill cry came from the earphones, and the golden retriever and the poet behind them hurriedly braked.
When I looked up, I saw the door of the front car open, and Donkey and Bayonet running back like crazy.
The golden retriever could see it clearly and immediately realized something. He turned around and shouted with a horrified look: "Don't get out of the car, it's a car bomb!"
Wang Zhen's movement to open the door froze, and he suddenly closed the half-open door. He didn't know whether it was a second or how long. He only heard a loud "boom" sound. Even with a pickup earphone, Wang Zhen
I also felt that my vision went dark, my head felt dizzy, and my chest felt tight.
He held his head, shook it hard, and squeezed his eyes hard. His vision was still a little blurry, and the golden retriever in front was not much better, but he still knew how to deal with it.
He opened the car door, jumped out of the car, leaned against the car door, and pointed his gun at the building beside him. Wang Zhen followed suit and pushed the car door open, but before getting out of the car, he grabbed Faisal and pointed it hard at the car behind him.
Press it down under the seat.
Wang Zhen was sitting behind the co-pilot, not on the same side as Golden Retriever. After jumping out of the car, he held a gun and pointed it at the other side to be on guard.
Perhaps a car bomb had just been used, which made them feel uncomfortable. The people ambush nearby also felt uncomfortable and did not immediately launch a second wave of attacks.
I glanced ahead through the car window. Donkey and Bayonet got up from the ground and staggered towards the street.
"Bang!" A dull gunshot sounded.
The bayonet fell to the ground.
Wang Zhen shrank his neck in fright. The gunshot was dull. It was definitely not an AK or assault rifle. A voice in his mind told him that there was a sniper!
"Bayonet!!" a loud roar came from the earphones.
Then there was a burst of gunfire.
The scene was in chaos, and Wang Zhen's mind was also in chaos.
I have never encountered such a scenario, and I don’t know how to deal with a sniper, let alone what to do in this situation.
Wang Zhen just instinctively stepped around and walked around from behind the rear door to the front. At the same time, he opened the passenger door while he bent down and hid between the two doors.
Currently, Wang Zhen is not yet able to tell where the sniper is and how far away it is from the sound of gunshots, and how to launch a counterattack.
All he can do is hide himself as much as possible and do some quick things without holding him back, such as keeping an eye on his own side.
Thinking in his mind, he looked up and saw a gun barrel sticking out of the two-story building next to him, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed towards him.
"Click!" Wang Zhen raised his head and subconsciously pulled the trigger. The bullet hit the cement wall and splashed some debris, and the protruding muzzle immediately retracted.
"Da da" "Da da"
The opponent was so condescending that Wang Zhen didn't dare to stop. He moved the gun slightly and fired another short burst.
After three consecutive rounds, the opponent was suppressed and made no further moves. But before he could take a breath, a round, rumbling object was thrown from the roof of the building.
"Fuck!" Wang Zhen's eyes widened. Fortunately, he just ran between the front and rear doors to avoid the sniper. He jumped back hard with his feet, curled up, and jumped into the passenger seat backwards. He didn't forget to pull with his left hand.
car door.
"Bang"
"boom"
"hiss!"
There was a bang, the sound of the car door slamming into Wang Zhen's leg when it was closed, hitting the opposite bone of his calf. Wang Zhen gasped in pain, but fortunately, the explosion of the grenade did not cause any harm to him.
Wang Zhen gritted his teeth and curled up, with the muzzle of the gun sticking out from the gap in the edge of the car. He looked at the roof of the building through the scope and saw a muzzle sticking out, but he did not pull the trigger.
After trying it out, the opponent did not wait for the bullet, so he thought it was a grenade and boldly squatted on the ground and stuck his head out.