Early the next morning, they said goodbye to Hou Zeguang and others, and the five Wangzhen people returned to Baghdad.
As for the reason why Hou Zeguang and the others did not go back with Wang Zhen, it was because the destinations of these people were different. They would wait here and one of their people would pick them up in the car.
It was a dusty journey, but when we arrived in Baghdad at noon, there were no problems on the road. There were three armed pickup trucks, dirty and broken, with nothing packed in them. No one robbed them at all.
After coming back and washing up, the group didn't have anywhere else to go. After having a meal and complaining about the lack of entertainment in Baghdad, they wandered to the Albi Bar.
The bar is open 24 hours a day and you feel like you are at home here.
Here, not only can you drink, but you can also occasionally see real people PK, the kind of hard-fisted ones. Of course, a fight is a fight, no one uses a gun, and you have to pay the boss for the loss afterwards.
According to Guo Jingyun, Tano Sari doesn't care at all. This is Baghdad, and those who come here to drink are not mercenaries but soldiers. Fighting will not make the business here worse, it will only make it better.
While I was drinking wine and bragging, the phone rang.
"Hey, Daryl, what's the matter... If you're fine, you'll call me. Do you want to buy me a drink?"
"Okay, see you tomorrow."
"He also said he would rest for a few days. Daryl called." After hanging up the phone, Wang Zhen shook his head helplessly.
He had no job before, so he couldn't train the Iraqi army.
It can be said that life comes one after another, leaving no time for rest.
"Then you won't accept it." The donkey made a sound.
Wang Zhen smashed his mouth and said with a sad face: "I have turned into the shape of money!"
…
Wang Zhen pushed the door open and walked in, raising his hand to say hello to Daryl.
"Dear Wang, I heard that you guys have become rich these days?" Daryl stood up with a smile, went to the refrigerator to get two bottles of beer, then came to sit down next to Wang Zhen.
"When will an order worth more than 1 million be called a fortune?" Wang Zhen took it, opened it with a snap, and drank a few sips.
He didn't drink much in the past, but after spending more than half a year in Baghdad, he gradually got used to taking a big drink whenever he was thirsty.
It is said that beer was originally drunk as water. In the age of navigation, fresh water could not be stored for a long time on the ship. When going to sea, you could only bring barrels of wine with you and use this as daily drinking water.
"You don't have to share money with others for this kind of order, doesn't it count as making a fortune?" Daryl said with a smile.
"Then let's switch?"
"Well, forget it then. I'm old, so I'd better make some stable money."
"Tch!" Wang Zhen curled his lips and asked, "What's the bad thing about calling me?"
"What is a bad thing!" This was the first time Daryl heard someone talk like this, and he almost spit out a mouthful of beer.
"Otherwise, if it was an order with low risk and high profit, would Cobham be thinking of me?" Wang Zhen asked, tilting his head.
"You can't say that." Daryl laughed, "This can also be regarded as an opportunity for your glorious defense to expand its network."
"Tell me about it." Wang Zhen was noncommittal.
"Escort a shipment to Hlessiya." Daryl said.
"Ah? I just came back from there yesterday."
"That's not just right. You are familiar with it."
"I remember it was a refugee relief station over there. What goods need to be sent there?"
"It's a donation from several charitable organizations in the United States to refugees."
"Charitable organization? Don't charitable organizations have anything to do with PMC?" Wang Zhen raised his eyebrows. He had just heard Shovel say that.
"Who said that?" Daryl was stunned.
"Shovel."
"He knows nothing!" Daryl curled his lips, "Don't read those rumors on the Internet, it's not good for your health."
"I also think what Shovel said is wrong. There is no such absolute thing." Wang Zhen said with a look of approval.
Wang Zhen: Shovel, Daryl scolding you has nothing to do with me.
"How do you say that?" Wang Zhen was curious. A minute ago, he still believed in the shovel.
"Mercenaries do have a bad reputation, and so does PMC. Charitable organizations certainly don't want to have anything to do with them if they are not necessary, but how do you ensure the safety of big shots when conducting charity activities in war-torn areas such as Africa and the Middle East?"
"There are not American soldiers everywhere!" Daryl snorted.
"I thought the United States had troops all over the world." Wang Zhen chuckled.
"I hope so too." Daryl shrugged nonchalantly, "But unfortunately, we are still not that strong."
"Okay, you're right." Wang Zhen despised Daryl so much that his eyes turned red with envy!
"So, charitable organizations will hire PMC companies when carrying out charity activities in these war-torn areas. Of course, it will never be to protect their safety in name." Daryl continued with a smile: "Because in theory, even if it is
The rebels will not touch charitable organizations, of course, there are always exceptions."
"Just like this time, they used the name to escort supplies."
Wang Zhen asked in confusion, "I just came back from there, but I didn't see anyone with PMC?"
"What PMC protects are not refugees. Isn't it normal that you can't see that?" Daryl looked at Wang Zhen with a strange look on his face, "Do you have any misunderstanding? Even if it protects, it only protects charitable organizations.
Only the higher-ups have the need to protect them.”
Wang Zhen: "..."
Well, I am young.
"So, the mission this time is to protect the top leaders of the charity organization?"
"You think too much. If it's to protect high-level officials, Imperial Barrier will send its own personnel to escort supplies." Daryl smiled and patted Wang Zhen on the shoulder.
Wang Zhen gritted his teeth, I have a saying in MMP that I don’t know whether to say or not.
"How much supplies? I just came back from there. There are a lot of refugees living there. I don't know the exact number, but there should be several thousand people. The supplies consumed every day are not a small amount."
"It's not daily necessities, it's a batch of medicines and medical equipment. The charity organization is planning to set up a medical aid station there. They came from the Zaatari refugee camp. Do you know Zaatari in Jordan?" Daryl asked.
road.
"As you know, the largest refugee camp in the Middle East was established in November 2012 and was prepared by the United Nations Refugee Agency. There are currently 120,000 refugees living there," Wang Zhen said.
"Yes, several international organizations have joined forces with local organizations to operate basic medical clinics. This time several international organizations are preparing to expand the medical coverage to Hlesiya."
"This is very complicated and difficult." Wang Zhen frowned. This is not as simple as just talking.
"Yes, the Zaatari refugee camp has 1,200 staff from 32 United Nations agencies and non-governmental organizations, who can provide various services such as protection, health, cash assistance and housing maintenance. Of course, Hlessiya will not
It is so big, after all, it is too close to the occupied area of Ais Ais. The purpose of the United Nations Refugee Agency establishing the refugee base here is to provide a temporary settlement to prevent refugees from dying of disease and starvation caused by the long journey.
"
"So, in the next period of time, there will be more missions to transport things to Helesiye. Of course, it is also very dangerous. Who knows whether the people in Ace Ace are interested in medicines and medical equipment." Daryl
He shook his head and said.
"Murphy's Law: If something bad is possible, no matter how small the possibility is, it will always happen and cause the greatest possible loss." Wang Zhen said with a dark face.
"So, Imperial Barrier doesn't want to take on this kind of mission, but it can't refuse. After all, it's a charity organization. It takes a lot of courage and guts to refuse them, and you have to be prepared to withstand fierce criticism like a wave." Daryl said with a look on his face.
He said with palpitations.
"So you are going to let me take the lead!" Wang Zhen suddenly became angry.
"Yes!" Daryl nodded, "Not only do I let you go, I'm not prepared to give you any money."
Wang Zhen stared angrily, pointed at Daryl's nose and shouted loudly: "Damn it, you could have lied to me, why did you say it so bluntly," I just jumped from here because I was hungry.
Even if I die, I won’t accept this kind of job.”
"I will talk about four points now." Old God Daryl said: "First, most of the places where charitable organizations are most active are in poverty and war-torn areas, so there are many and long-term orders."
The anger on Wang Zhen's face was reduced by three points.
Daryl held out a second finger, "Second, charity organizations are one of the most well-connected organizations in the world. There is a ranking of the top ten organizations in the world. The first is the United Nations, the second is the European Union, and the third is the International Olympic Games.
Committee, the fourth is the North Atlantic Treaty, and the fifth is the International Red Cross. 80% of politicians and presidents from various countries have experience in charitable organizations. In the future, this number will be even higher. Of course, this does not include Africa and the Middle East.
."
The anger on Wang Zhen's face was once again reduced by three points.
Before Daryl could finish speaking, he continued to extend his third finger, "Third, did you carefully read international law when you signed to establish the Guanghui Defense Company? Let me tell you, international law does not directly regulate PMC, PMC is the basis
Commercial organizations established under domestic law do not constitute a subject in international law. Except for individual liability stipulated in international criminal law, international law generally does not directly set rights and obligations for PMCs and their employees. Direct supervision and supervision of private military companies are generally formulated by the state.
Domestic laws shall be implemented.”
"In other words, a PMC company can't go wherever it wants to perform tasks. If you go to other countries to fight with guns and kill people without the permission of the country concerned, do you think it's okay? They will directly send troops to surprise you.
Ah, do you still dare to fight with the government troops or what?"
"And if you follow the charity organization, everything will be smooth. As for whether you can reach a deal with the local government in the process, it depends on you."
"PMC is not about fighting and killing, it is about humaneness."
The anger on Wang Zhen's face dropped by three points twice.
Daryl curled his lips, raised his head, looked at Wang Zhen sideways, and raised his fourth finger again, "Finally, charity organizations are in deep water, and they also have many high-value tasks, but you don't think they will miss out.
I’m looking for you for no reason.”
The anger on Wang Zhen's face completely disappeared, and he grinned, "It smells so good!"