Wang Zhen, who got up early and came back from running and exercising in full gear around the camp, saw Demir, the person in charge of the small oil field, and stretched out his hand to say hello.
"Hello, Mr. Wild Boar." Demir waved and greeted Wang Zhen.
Wang Zhen froze in place, you, what did you say?
What the hell is Mr. Boar?
Who passed on this temporary nickname?
Protruding!
An image of a bitch appeared in Wang Zhen's mind. It must be this bastard Donkey. He will beat this guy to death when he goes back soon!
"Compared to wild boar, I prefer others to call me king." Wang Zhen said with a stiff smile.
"Ah, really, okay, Wang." Demir was stunned for a moment.
"Okay, let's change the topic. I have something I want to trouble you with." Wang Zhen said with a smile.
"You tell me, I'll try my best."
"I want to learn Arabic from you. As you know, a lot of our PMC business is concentrated in the Middle East. It is really inconvenient not to understand the local language." Wang Zhen looked sincere, "We have plenty of time during the day.
I want to recharge my batteries."
"Ah, yes, of course it's no problem." Demir agreed immediately.
"Then it's settled, I'll go find you after breakfast." Wang Zhen waved his hand and continued running.
Compared to Golden Retriever and the others, Wang Zhen is far inferior in terms of physical fitness and strength. This cannot be changed in a day or two. It just so happens that this task is relatively free, so he naturally has to seize the time to train more.
By the time Golden Retriever and the others got up, Wang Zhen had already finished a 5-kilometer run and had been lifting weights in the gym for an hour. He was sweating profusely.
"Wow, the rookie is working hard." Donkey leaned to the side and looked at Wang Zhen with a half-smile, "Tsk, tsk, so weak."
"Ahhh!" Wang Zhen jumped up and grabbed the donkey's neck, "Tell me, was it you who told Demir that I was nicknamed Wild Boar?"
Seeing the donkey being shaken by Wang Zhen, Jin Mao and others laughed.
"Damn it, it's not me, you are slandering!" The donkey controlled his body and shouted loudly.
"Impossible, besides you, who else can be so rude!" Wang Zhen couldn't believe it, "What do you think, bayonet."
"Uh..." As expected, Bayonet showed an awkward yet polite smile on his face, raised his hand, and turned his head slightly, "Well, is there a possibility that it is not the donkey's fault this time?
"
Wang Zhen: "..."
Stopping shaking the donkey, Wang Zhen squinted his eyes and turned to look at the bayonet, "There's something wrong with you!"
"Okay, I admit it, I said it." Bayonet sighed.
"Look, look, the truth is out. King, my heart hurts so much. You hurt me deeply. You must give me enough compensation." The donkey immediately became energetic and yelled loudly, as if he had been hurt.
Just like the aggrieved little girl.
"What?" Wang Zhen spread his hands with a puzzled look on his face. Bayonet, such an honest and honest person, how could he do such a thing.
"Didn't you say before that your nickname is Wild Boar?" Bayonet looked at Donkey again, "Donkey said, you look like a sunny boy on the outside, honest and harmless, but in fact you are sinister, cunning, despicable and shameless on the inside.
I wanted to use my nickname to confuse my enemies, so I gave myself the nickname of Young Hero."
"But this cartoon is not popular, and even Americans have not heard of it. So, in the end, you decided to call yourself a wild boar. This way, others will think that you are a reckless and impulsive person who does not like to use your brain and will make people put down.
I will be defensive, and then I will be tricked to death by you."
"So, when Demir asked me yesterday what I would call everyone in the future, I said you would call me Boar."
"Insidious? Cunning? Despicable? Shameless?" Wang Zhen gritted his teeth and squinted at the donkey who was about to run away, "I'm going to kill you!!"
There was a fuss for a while, but finally the golden retriever pulled the two away, "Okay, okay, let's go eat."
"But Wang, you really should give yourself a nickname. Even though Donkey is a very mean-mouthed guy, I think what he said this time still makes sense."
"A wise man will make a mistake after thinking a lot, and a fool will gain something after thinking a lot." The poet said in a strange tone.
"No, never!" Wang Zhen shook his head firmly. The image of the wild boar is too bad.
"Give up, wild boar, nicknames are given by others, how can you give yourself a nickname?" The donkey shouted from behind: "Believe me, this is the best disguise."
"Don't call me wild boar!" Wang Zhen struggled: "Can't you change it to another one? Like a hippopotamus?"
"Okay wild boar, got it wild boar."
Wang Zhen: "..."
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At 8 o'clock in the evening, after it was completely dark, the Scythe team got into the Humvee in full gear and drove out of the base.
According to the mission requirements, they had to drive along the pipeline to the camp at the other end, where they would spend the night today.
"Why don't you turn on the lights?" Wang Zhen asked, not understanding.
"Remember, in Iraq, when you are on the road at night, if you are not a large force, you must not turn on your car lights. It will make you like a bonfire in the night sky, and you will be discovered from a few kilometers away."
Promote knowledge to Wangzhen.
These are the most valuable survival experiences.
"If someone wants to attack you, they only need to ambush you in advance, and then two RPG rounds can blow you up into the sky!"
Wang Zhen understood that this was Iraq after all, and obeying traffic rules was seeking death, so he had to do the opposite.
What is their biggest advantage over terrorists?
high tech!
Curry's 20 people do more work, but the combined salary of the 20 people is not as high as the commission of the 6 people in the Scythe team?
Is it so easy for capitalists to get money?
Put on the low-light night vision device, your vision will not be greatly affected, and you can better hide yourself.
Although everyone was laughing and joking before setting off, when it came to the task, everyone was very serious. The poet and the shovel were on the front and rear vehicles respectively. They wore two night vision goggles on their helmets, AN/PVS-14 low-light night vision goggles and
AN/PAS23 infrared night vision device.
The two of them should pay attention to the sides and back of the vehicle to prevent enemies hidden under the sand and invisible to low-light night vision devices.
The atmosphere was quite solemn, no one spoke along the way, there were no roads along the pipeline, and the driving speed was quite slow in the sand. It took a full hour for the 20 kilometers.
It was not until a temporary resting point was set up about 20 kilometers in the middle that everyone got off the car and took a short rest.
I was really exhausted after being highly concentrated for an hour.
After resting for half an hour, we continued on the road and arrived at our destination around 10 p.m. Nothing happened along the way.
This is a base covering an area of only more than 600 square meters, where the pipeline will merge into another thicker pipeline.
The peaceful patrol life lasted for half a month. Even the elite members of the Scythe Squad gradually lowered their vigilance as the days passed by.