Chapter 85 Networks (for further reading on Monday)
Chapter 85: Network (please read on Monday)
Author: Brilliant fireworks
Chapter 85: Network (please read on Monday)
These muscular guys of the Scythe Squad are all in good shape even if they are short and stocky.
Suits are also good suits. After all, in a chaotic place like Baghdad, the people who wear suits are all high-class people. How can they not sell well?
Good figure, paired with a good suit...
But they look a little awkward, and it's too much to say that they are dressed like monkeys. However, these people don't look like good people when they put on suits. They look like those killer bodyguards in movies.
Maybe this is the temperament.
As the old saying goes, when you hold a sharp knife, you will have a murderous intention. Once this person has killed someone, his temperament will be completely different. If you don't know how to deliberately disguise yourself, in the words of some old detectives, you will be able to walk through the crowd at a glance.
You can see it.
There is a saying that veterans who have been serving as soldiers and killing people all year round cannot live in a normal social system after retirement and are incompatible with normal society. Is this true?
The specific problem is that when ordinary people encounter something that makes them angry and cannot be solved, they will get angry and angry, but in the end they can only choose to endure it.
But these veterans often can't suppress their anger, and they have another way to solve the problem...
These are all hidden dangers to society!
I digress, let’s get back to the present.
As soon as the six people entered the venue, they immediately attracted the attention of many people in the reception hall. Among the crowd, Cobham smiled and nodded to this side. The golden retrievers stiffened for a while, walking under the spotlight, with the restraints of their suits.
The feeling is stronger.
"It's so great, but that's the only drawback. No matter how low-key you try to be, you will still be like the brightest star in the night sky, and you will be noticed at a glance." Wang Zhen joked.
"Pfft!" The donkey burst out laughing, and several people also had smiles on their faces, feeling quite relaxed.
Faisal, who was also following the six people, did not feel this way. In order to cater to this occasion, he also wore a suit today, and he felt quite at home when he entered the scene.
The few people in Wangzhen did not go to the reception center to join in the fun. After entering, they went straight to the corner to drink and eat when they should.
Half an hour later, Cobham led two men over and introduced: "This is Victor Gray, and this is Mr. Isaac Harvey, two respected war reporters."
"This is Golden Retriever, Donkey, Bayonet, Poet, Shovel, and King." Cobham introduced the two parties: "It's not convenient for them to leave their names."
It was a dark day, the two reporters had blood on their faces, and the Scythe team had oil paint on their faces, so they couldn't see each other clearly.
Even now, the two reporters still have band-aids on their faces.
"We understand, and thank you very much for risking your lives to save us in that situation." The two hugged the six members of the Scythe team one by one.
"At that time, we felt that we would be like those journalists who were caught by terrorists and eventually killed in public. We also hoped to be rescued, but we knew that the chance was too slim." said Victor.
Gray's eyes were filled with fear.
"Those are not human beings. They are cruel, vicious, and violent. They cannot be described in words. They are like evil ghosts living in this world."
Victor Gray's eyes were full of memories, "Although it was only a short three days, the feeling... was very hopeless."
"It's you. When you appeared, it seemed to bring light. But after the rope was untied, I can't describe the feeling at that moment..."
Isaac Harvey responded: "You are angels!"
"Yes, angel!" Victor Gray nodded in agreement.
The two spoke excitedly, and the faces of the golden retrievers were full of smiles. This kind of sincere and heartfelt praise always makes people warm and happy.
But the golden retriever didn't know how to express it, so he turned to look at Wang Zhen.
"Thank you for saying that, we are honored." Wang Zhen said with a smile: "Everything is over, isn't it? The world will be beautiful after all, and we firmly believe that terrorism will also be eradicated."
The poet also said, "The reason why we fight is not to change the world, but to prevent the world from changing us."
The two nodded heavily, looking very excited, "Pick up one foot and step out. Every step may step on a landmine. Many people may ask, is it worth paying such a high price? Can we bring
Change? When my eyes were injured, I was also asked this question. My answer at that time was 'it's worth it', and I will answer the same now. Our task is to tell the truth."
This sentence was said by Mary Colvin, the famous American war correspondent and a generational legend. She started working as a war correspondent in 1986. In the past 30 years, she has traveled to battlefields all over the world and lost a bird in Sri Lanka.
His eyes could not stop him from continuing to walk on the front line of the war. Finally, he was killed by shelling in Homs, Syria, on February 22, 2012.
Wang Zhen could see their determination. Facing such a sincere and pure person, he didn't know what to say. He could only smile and said: "I can only wish you good luck, I don't know what else we can offer."
Please give us a call if you need help."
"Okay, you can also leave our phone numbers. We are just reporters, but if you need anything, please don't be polite." The two smiled, hugged everyone, and left their phone numbers.
This was not over yet. The two of them took everyone in the Sickle Team and introduced them to more than a dozen reporters. They all left their phone numbers one by one. These reporters were from various countries. Afterwards, Wang Zhen checked and found out that they were all
A well-known journalist.
This scene made Cobham envious.
These are all connections. Of course, he won't get involved. These reporters are well-informed and shrewd. They will cooperate in reporting on the Imperial Barrier, but they all know what the real incident is.
When Wang Zhen and others left, they still had smiles on their faces. They did good deeds and achieved satisfactory results. They were really happy and came from the heart. Even if they think about it a long time later, they will be in a good mood.
Faisal was also very happy. He gave out all the business cards he brought. He met many reporters and took photos with many big reporters. Some promised to report on his deeds.
What's this?
This is qualifications!
Just by showing these photos, he could get political donations from many big shots in Iraq.
These big figures in Iraq do not have a good image in the Western media.
Good people are rewarded and Faisal is rewarded, which means that the Scythe team is rewarded.
Faisal stayed in Baghdad for one night and said goodbye to Wang Zhen and others the next day. There were still many things waiting for him there, including recruiting people, meeting with local gangsters, redistributing interests, and meeting some Salahuddin.
Provincial big shots, accepting investments, etc.
Before leaving, Wang Zhen quietly told him that someone would send him money in a few days, and Faisal also wisely said that he would remit money to the account designated by Wang Zhen as soon as possible.
Faisal left, and the Scythe team rested for another three days. John called, "The target has been selected, and it's time to take action!"
"Wait for me, I'll be there immediately!"
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