At Alby Bar, Wang Zhen walked in and looked around. There was no one here in broad daylight, and he immediately found his target sitting in a booth.
"Hello, this is Mr. Wang, thank you very much. Thank you very much. You saved my life!"
When the two men saw Wang Zhen, they stood up immediately. One of them was wearing a combat uniform, with his hair, combat uniform, and leather shoes neatly arranged. He grabbed Wang Zhen's hand and said excitedly with an expression on his face.
"Haha, I just happened to meet him on the road. My outlook on life prevents me from turning a blind eye. Besides, it's just a simple effort, so don't worry too much." Wang Zhen said with a smile, his eyes glanced at the other person's hands, and his nails were neatly trimmed.
"My name is Ned Haywood, nicknamed Skua. This may be a simple effort for you, but for me, it gives me a second life. How can I not care about it." Ned Haywood
Wood said seriously.
"Hello, my name is Augustin Avksenki Andreev Adimir, nicknamed Bigfoot. You can just call me Augustin." The rough-looking bald bearded man standing next to him grabbed the king.
Zhen's hand, "When I woke up from the hospital, you don't know how surprised I was. I thought I was dead."
"The doctor told me that you sent us both to the hospital and paid our medical bills in advance. Brother, I don't know how to thank you, but no matter what time or where, you can use both of us if you need it."
Please be sure to call us, from now on, you will be our best brother."
"Okay!" Wang Zhen agreed with a smile: "Then I won't be polite to you."
"Let me introduce you. This is Guo Jingyun, nicknamed Blind Man. It was the day we met you together." Wang Zhen introduced: "This is Joseph Joy, nicknamed Shovel."
"Let's sit down and talk."
"Guo, Baghdad Boxing Champion, I know you." Augustine laughed and said: "I heard from people here before that the boxing champion went to work as a mercenary. We also regretted that the most interesting repertoire was missing here. Unexpectedly
, one day you actually saved me."
"It seems that it is God's arrangement for you to become a mercenary. He doesn't want me to die!"
"Hey man, more wine!"
Augustine seemed very talkative and seemed to be a good drinker.
"What happened that day? Why were you attacked?" Wang Zhen asked after taking a sip of beer.
"I don't know." Ned Heywood said with a heavy face: "I usually don't care about these issues. The captain may know, but he died in a terrorist bomb."
"Sorry." Wang Zhen said.
"Who knows, there is no reason for a terrorist attack. Maybe they just randomly choose a place to launch a terrorist attack, and we are unlucky enough to happen upon it." Augustine grabbed a bottle of vodka, poured a glass, and put some ice cubes in it.
Went in, grabbed the cup and took a big gulp.
This is very old!
Heywood calmly picked up Augustine's cup and placed it gently on the coaster.
"How is your recovery going? Is it okay to just drink strong alcohol now?" Wang Zhen asked with some uncertainty.
"The doctor said I'm recovering well." Augustine patted his strong pectoralis major, "Baghdad may be the best in the world in dealing with injuries encountered in war."
This is a hell of a joke!
"The main reason is that you were rushed to the hospital in time. The doctor said that if it had been any later, both of us might have died due to massive internal bleeding." Ned Heywood added.
Wang Zhen turned to look at Guo Jingyun uncertainly and asked in a low voice: "They are suffering from internal injuries, right? Can Western medicine be used? Will it leave behind the root cause of the disease, such as fatigue, seven injuries, coughing up blood all year round, etc."
"Brother, internal injuries are actually bleeding from internal organs. Do you think hemostasis should be done directly by surgery or by taking traditional Chinese medicine?" Guo Jingyun muttered in a low voice, "Don't take the novel seriously!"
Wang Zhen: "..."
"Okay, do I need to use Chinese medicine for conditioning after the operation?"
"Why don't you ask me if I know internal strength?" Guo Jingyun complained: "You have to believe in science. Besides, I'm not an old Chinese medicine doctor. I'll call my mother and ask about this later.
Grandpa may know."
"What are you talking about?" Ned Heywood asked with a smile.
"Oh, you know, I'm Chinese. We have another medical system over there, traditional Chinese medicine, which is better at recuperating the body. Let me ask the blind man if there are any medicines that can help you recuperate." Wang Zhen said with a smile.
.
"Oh, Chinese medicine, I know. I also went to see them. They sucked many glass jars on my back. After taking them off, it was obvious that the mouth of the same jar was purple in some places and a little darker in other places.
It hasn’t changed, it’s amazing.” Ned Heywood said, gesturing with his arms.
"Pfft, hahahaha." Augustine suddenly laughed.
The people in Wangzhen who laughed were puzzled.
"Let me tell you, that period was so funny. This guy had obsessive-compulsive disorder. The purple marks on his back were asymmetrical, which made him very uncomfortable. Every time he took off his clothes, he had to look in the mirror for a long time.
, can you imagine, just standing sideways in front of the mirror, with the expression on your face changing, for half an hour!" As he said this, Augustine laughed again.
The three people in Wang Zhen had different expressions. Just imagining it, they began to try hard not to laugh.
Heywood shrugged, not caring about Augustine's ridicule, "No way, I can't control it, but I won't influence others."
The few of them chatted for a while, and Wang Zhen asked casually: "What plans do you two have for the future?"
This is the purpose of his coming today.
When he was in Lannatai, he received a thank-you call from the two of them after they woke up. Out of gossip, Wang Zhen asked Salah about their situation and found out that they were affiliated with a mercenary company called Violent Iron Fist.
A branch of the corps.
Yes, it's not a PMC company, it's just a mercenary group.
I heard from Sahra that many mercenaries are not unable to join PMC Company, but are unwilling to do so. One of the reasons is that PMC Company employees have to pay taxes on their salaries... but the mercenary group does not have this problem at all.
Of course, the disadvantage is that there is no various insurance. For example, if you are injured, you have to bear most of the treatment costs, and the death benefit is only a small part of the current job dividend, but there is no large insurance money from the insurance company.
But in the eyes of many mercenaries, money is more important while they are still alive.
Besides, the death insurance benefits from insurance companies are not that easy to get.
After understanding some things, Wang Zhen came up with the idea of pulling the two into Glory Defense, and entrusted Salah to collect intelligence about the two.
With a clear target in mind, the intelligence was settled before Wang Zhen returned to Baghdad.
According to the information, Augustin Avksenki Andreev Adimir, a Russian, nicknamed Bigfoot, a machine gunner, a member of the Russian Warrior Special Forces, performed anti-terrorist missions in Chechnya and the Caucasus during his service, and was shot
Many years later, after retiring, he joined Violent Tekken for 5 years.
Except for Lao Maozi's habit of taking a bite before doing anything, the reputation is very good, especially that it is good at fighting in three environments: cold environment, plateau, and mountainous areas.
Ned Heywood, a German, nicknamed Skua, sniper, was born in the ordinary army. He never went to the battlefield during his service. After retiring, he joined a German PMC company and worked in Iraq. He later quit the company and joined three employment companies.
Military company.
Except for the somewhat criticized obsessive-compulsive disorder, he has nothing wrong with him. He is very good at shooting and obeys orders. For some unknown reason, he hates Poles extremely and will never work in the same company as any Polish person.
This is also the reason why I changed to several companies successively.
After reading this information, Wang Zhen is still very satisfied. First, both of them are important positions that the team currently lacks.
Whether it is a machine gunner or a sniper, they are the core of a team. However, the current glorious defense actually lacks a core. The poet, a precision shooter, replaces the sniper position, and Guo Jingyun's mortar replaces the machine gunner.
The shooter's position.
In several of the missions I received, because the battlefield was relatively narrow, the poet could still replace the sniper, but it was not possible to replace the machine gunner with a mortar.
The speed and duration of fire support of machine gunners far exceed that of mortars. Of course, the high lethality of mortars and the damage they can do to enemy combat targets in bunkers are far beyond the ability of machine gunners to replace them.
But if the team can supplement these two positions, Wang Zhen will dare to take on some more difficult tasks.
Second, what Wang Zhen told his cousin and his family before was not a lie, it was a long-term goal, so it is necessary to attract fresh blood to the company and get rid of the current mercenary group model of Guanghui Defense.
Third, dilute the excessive American color in the team. Korn Ferry should be international, which is not enough for outsiders.
Therefore, after an investigation in Wang Zhen found that the two of them did not take drugs, did not gamble, and had no bad deeds, they came up with the idea of bringing the two of them into the team. After returning to Baghdad, they contacted the two of them as soon as possible.
"I don't have any ideas. Just join another team of Violent Tekken. That's the life of a mercenary. You never know when your teammates will die in battle." Augustine shrugged nonchalantly.
Heywood stared at Wang Zhen and felt something.
Wang Zhen raised his hand and coughed lightly, and then said: "I haven't formally introduced myself yet. My name is Wang Zhen, and my English name is wong Markus. I used to work at Imperial Barrier. At the end of last year, I formed a company with a few brothers.
The regular PMC company is called Guanghui Defense Company."
"Currently there are 7 people in the company, and the main business scope is in Iraq. How about, if you two haven't figured out what you want to do, are you interested in joining me in Glorious Defense?"
"Don't worry, the welfare package will definitely not be lower than that of Violent Iron Fist, it will only be better."
In a word, Augustine froze on the spot and turned to look at Heywood.
In this situation, the two of them really didn't know how to open their mouths and say no!