Wang Zhen, Jin Mao and the others drank for a while and then went to the bar to see their fellow villagers.
"The relationship between your team seems to be very good." Guo Jingyun said with a smile.
"It's really good. They are all soldiers and there is nothing fancy about them. I found that these foreigners are actually very easy to get along with if they don't have the habit of racial discrimination." Wang Zhen said with a smile.
"That's true." Guo Jingyun nodded, with a strange smile on his face, "Especially Americans, they will never show the superiority of American soldiers in front of us."
The two looked at each other and laughed.
The only time the US military signed an armistice agreement when it was defeated was with China.
They can show a sense of superiority to soldiers from other countries, but not the Chinese.
"Your Scythe Squad has become quite famous recently. I've been hearing your name all the time."
"Ah, really?"
"The Wolverines wiped out the entire army before, and yesterday they eliminated a group of over a hundred terrorists and rescued two kidnapped journalists."
"No, you know everything about yesterday?" Wang Zhen was really surprised now.
"Oh, now it has spread throughout Baghdad. Imperial Barrier took over the order from the Foot Covering Building to rescue two journalists kidnapped by terrorists. It was executed by the company's P1 team Sickle. Last night, it broke into the siege and successfully completed the rescue mission.
At the same time, we also eliminated a group of 130 terrorists." As he spoke, Guo Jingyun pointed at the people in the bar, "Who doesn't know that the most handsome guys in Baghdad these days are the Scythe Squad!"
“It’s so beautiful!”
Wang Zhen thought for a while, and it was possible that Cobham was planning to publicize it. As for the name of the Sickle Team, this kind of thing cannot be hidden in the industry. Faisal had caused quite a stir before. Wang Zhen
I also asked someone to release the news.
"Hey, tell me, how does it feel to go to the battlefield?" Guo Jingyun lay on the bar and reached out to poke Wang Zhen.
"It's cool, how can I not be happy?" Wang Zhen showed a sneer, "The terrorists have bombs strapped to their bodies and are waiting for you to come in. They are ready to die with you at any time. Do you think you are happy or not?"
"I was almost killed on the spot!" As he said this, Wang Zhen picked up his clothes, and his chest was bruised and bruised from the big rocks.
Guo Jingyun pursed his lips and imagined it in his mind, but he couldn't simulate it at all, "What does it feel like when you shoot to kill someone?"
"Then it depends on who to kill. Those crazy terrorists are quite satisfying." Thinking of some more pictures, Wang Zhen spoke with murderous intent.
"Tell me about it." Guo Jingyun looked curious.
Wang Zhen talked about what he saw last night. Just hearing it made Guo Jingyun's chest rise and fall with anger. When he heard that Wang Zhen tortured the guy to death, he suddenly felt refreshed and his depression was gone.
, as refreshing as drinking a large glass of ice water in the dog days of summer!
After listening, Guo Jingyun was quite envious and sighed with regret, "That's great, this is fucking life."
"What's better? I might die on the battlefield anytime soon." Wang Zhen rolled his eyes.
"Why is it bad? The real man is wrapped in horse leather!" Guo Jingyun said with a serious face.
Wang Zhen looked Guo Jingyun up and down, he looked very middle-class with thick eyebrows and big eyes, "Then why don't you find a company to join?"
Speaking of this, Guo Jingyun looked depressed, "When I first came to Iraq, I didn't know English. How could I find someone if I didn't understand the language? Later, after staying here for a year, I did know English, but damn, either I rejected the Chinese or
He looks like he looks down on me."
"I briefly joined a company in Switzerland, but before I even carried out my first mission, I got into a fight with someone in the team, and I was fired."
"Racial discrimination?" Wang Zhen asked tentatively.
"That's about it. I don't understand what they said, but it's definitely not a good thing." Guo Jingyun snorted.
"Then what?" Wang Zhen's Bagua soul burned.
"Then I beat them up, and then I was fired. Damn, I didn't get a penny of my salary, and I was compensated more than 20,000 US dollars in medical expenses and lost work wages." Guo Jingyun became angry when he talked about this.
Wang Zhen suppressed his laughter and felt a little surprised, "Them?"
"Well, three people, from the Nordic side."
"Awesome!" Wang Zhen gave a thumbs up, but he didn't mention Guo Jingyun joining the gang.
Not knowing the details is one thing. Even if he found Golden Retriever, Guo Jingyun would not be able to follow his path and join the Scythe Squad and enjoy P1 treatment.
As for the normal troops of the Imperial Barrier, will there be racial discrimination again... Wang Zhen thinks it is a high probability, after all, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds.
And once a conflict breaks out, between the overwhelming majority of whites and blacks on the one hand, and the only Chinese on the other, the Imperial Barrier's choice will be to expel Guo Jingyun.
This has nothing to do with right or wrong, what is cut off must be the disharmonious part.
In the mercenary circle, Chinese are a special entity. It does not mean that there are no Chinese, but they are all domestic companies. Chinese are the main team and they serve Chinese companies.
Looking at Guo Jingyun, this guy is definitely in trouble and has no way to go to the security company in China.
After withdrawing for a while and talking about the previous mission and other things, and letting Guo Jingyun have an intracranial orgasm, Wang Zhen went back to find Jin Mao and the others.
A group of people drank until midnight and then went back to the hotel to rest. It was already noon when we got together.
Completely upside down.
"The company has arranged a dinner tomorrow night. Let's clean up." At noon, during breakfast, the golden retriever informed.
"Does the company still have this kind of perks?" Donkey asked.
"Cobham called me and the two reporters wanted to thank us in person."
"Wouldn't you say not to report on us?"
"I'm just grateful. After all, we saved him. Cobham also hopes that we can cooperate with the company's activities. This is a cocktail party, and many reporters from all over the world will attend."
Everyone reluctantly nodded. They actually didn't want to go to a cocktail party or anything like that. They didn't have enough to eat or drink well. They had to wear suits and ties, and they also had to be polite. These people were used to being rude, so they would definitely feel awkward.
Wang Zhen didn't care, he just rolled his eyes and suddenly said: "Tell Cobham that Feisal also contributed to this matter, let's take him there."
Looking at the golden retriever, Wang Zhen blinked, "It's good."
"Okay!" Golden Retriever agreed, patting his chest.
Wang Zhen called Faisal. The guy thanked Wang Zhen repeatedly and promised to come over in advance to meet up tomorrow.
Wang Zhen believed that this guy would definitely let the news out in advance.
I, Faisal, participated in the rescue of war reporters, and will soon log on to major Western media outlets to report on me, report it fiercely!
"Wait a minute, will the suit company reimburse you?" Wang Zhen asked suddenly, and everyone realized that they didn't have suits.
The last time I wore a suit was the last time.
"Uh...I guess not." Golden Retriever spread his hands.
"Fa Ke, what kind of capitalist behavior is this!" Wang Zhen cursed.
After breakfast, a group of people went out to buy suits. Don't think that there are no high-end shopping malls in Iraq, which is in chaos.
What kind of wealthy family is full of wine and meat?
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Asking for a monthly ticket!
Asking for a monthly ticket!
Asking for a monthly ticket!
The editor criticized me again... The company can only make money based on the number of paid words listed on the shelves. My book was delayed for half a month than normal, so... I added an update maliciously!