Author: Fireworks

"Then why did you get locked up?" Wang Zhen was puzzled.

"That group of Poles went to the Baghdad government to complain." The bartender said, "One jaw fractured, one broken three ribs, one broken neck fractured, and one broken calf fractured. I heard that it was a mercenary group. It was originally a mission, but now it was missing a small half of the people, and the mission could not be done at all."

"That night, the Poles were confused about a large group of people coming over with guns."

"What then?" Wang Zhen asked curiously.

"And then I rolled back in shame when I arrived at the door."

"Why?"

"This is Aibier Bar. In Iraq, no mercenary dares to go to Aibier Bar to cause trouble!" The bar said proudly.

Wang Zhen looked surprised, Damn, is the owner behind this bar the US government?

So awesome?

"Those Poles dared not cause trouble and couldn't swallow their breath, so they chose to call the police, and Guo was arrested."

Wang Zhen twitched the corner of his mouth. He was a mercenary. If there was a conflict, he would either solve it with a fist or a gun or call the police... It would be a shame to lose it. This matter was only done by the Poles and the British.

Well... the stick can do it too.

"But, are there any police in Baghdad?"

"Of course there is, although it's hard for you to see them." The bartender shrugged, "I'm seriously injured and Guo won't pay any money, so I can only arrest him and stay for a few days. I have to give the police some face."

OK... Wang Zhen nodded, "When Guo comes back, tell him that I'm here to find him and ask him to call me."

Leave a phone number, Wang Zhen turned around and walked back.

It was not until 12 o'clock in the evening that everyone left.

...

The next night, Wang Zhen finally met his fellow villager.

"Welcome to get out of prison." Wang Zhen gently punched Guo Jingyun, "Tell me, what do you feel like when you go to prison?"

"What do you think?" Guo Jingyun sat beside Wang Zhen, curled his lips, and said with disapproval: "Don't listen to them saying that prison is very chaotic or something. Hearingly speaking, I feel like going to prison is like going home. The people inside are very good, everyone is talented, and they speak nicely. I like the inside very much!"

"God is coming home." Wang Zhen smiled and scolded, "I think they are afraid that you will hit them!"

Guo Jingyun laughed, "It's right to be very kind anyway. I heard from Tony that you are looking for me, what's the matter?"

"Last time I said you wanted to do PMC, do you still have this idea now?" Wang Zhen asked with a smile.

"Yes, do you have a company to introduce to me?" Guo Jingyun immediately became interested, "Where is the company, let alone domestic ones, I may not be able to do it."

"Let's talk about your situation first. It's easy to talk about it when you enter the company, but it's not a joke on the battlefield. Maybe a bullet from where you can kill you." Wang Zhen said with a serious look: "If you don't understand your situation, I dare not send you up casually. I have to take responsibility."

Guo Jingyun's expression became solemn, and after thinking about it, he said, "I have been a soldier for six years. I can't say which unit is specific. You can understand this."

Wang Zhen nodded. The country has strict requirements on this aspect. Our soldiers are strictly disciplined, especially those who have gone abroad.

"Why did the contract expire and retire?" Wang Zhen asked.

"No." Guo Jingyun's face turned dark and he sighed and said, "I never thought about retirement. I was removed from the army because of a mistake."

"Ah?" Wang Zhen was stunned.

"But I don't regret it." Guo Jingyun gritted his teeth and took a deep breath and said, "As something more than two years ago, the army took annual leave and went home. He went back to his hometown for a long time. He must have gathered with his old classmates. Five of us were having barbecue on the roadside. There were two girls diagonally opposite the next to him. There was a KTV next to the barbecue restaurant. Many barbecue restaurants like to open this kind of place, with many guests."

"It was around 10 o'clock in the evening. A group of people came out of the KTV. Six drunk men also came over to have barbecue and ate it. As a result, the group saw that the two girls next to them were beautiful, surrounded by the girls and insisted that the girls drink with them."

"In broad daylight, I definitely can't stand this kind of thing. As a result, I was dragged by a few classmates and told me that those people were very powerful and would not let me cause trouble. I also said that they were drinking and there was nothing else. If I went up, I might make a big deal."

"As soon as I thought, after I was beaten, I would go back to the army. If these guys take revenge, my classmates might be in trouble. I can't implicate them, so I kept silent."

Wang Zhen frowned. This is the truth, helpless, but reality.

"As a result, these people not only drank, but also touched them. In the end, several men forced the girls to drag them to the nightclub." Guo Jingyun said, slamming the table, "If the two girls were pulled to that kind of place by these people, what would happen?"

"These two girls will be finished!"

"So you beat someone?" Wang Zhen frowned and asked, "That's just hit someone, and you won't be fired, right?"

"You are a soldier, and even if you have any mistakes, it should be the army."

Guo Jingyun sighed deeply and said softly: "Those people brought a gun and fired."

Wang Zhen widened his eyes and took a breath, "You're crazy!"

Isn't this a free America, shooting in the country?

This is really drunk!

Guo Jingyun didn't need to say that Wang Zhen could guess what happened next, and there was no threat. Guo Jingyun could still be able to make a decision. At most, he would just beat him to save two girls.

But when facing those with guns, there is no way to hold back.

Sure enough, I heard Guo Jingyun say, "Two died and three seriously injured, but I don't regret it. Such people dare to shoot even. Later, I even knew that this group of people had committed many big cases, and they were guilty of numerous crimes in the local area."

"The only thing I regret is that I didn't beat them all to death at that time!" Guo Jingyun said hatefully.

"What's the last one?"

"Later I came here. I wanted to go to the battlefield for a walk, otherwise I would not be willing to die!"

"The barbarians here don't understand, but we understand." Wang Zhen put his arms around Guo Jingyun's shoulder, patted his chest, raised his head and said loudly: "When I was drunk, I looked at the sword with a lamp, and I dreamed of blowing the horns and camps. I was divided into 800 miles under my command, and I heard the sound of fifty strings. The soldiers on the battlefield were fired, and the horses were made quickly. The bow was astonished as thunder, and the king's world was shocked, and I won the reputation of my life and death. Poor white happened!"

"No matter what, if you have the chance, you can't let it happen in vain!"

"Yes, that's it!" Guo Jingyun clenched his fists hard, "A real man, be on the battlefield and be covered with a corpse!"

"How can you be in bed and in the hands of your children?" Wang Zhen answered.

If a person like Guo Jingyun was in ancient times, he would be a hero during peacetime, and would definitely be a general in the battlefield during wartime.

This man is heroic and restless at heart.

Having said that, things were decided. As for Guo Jingyun's combat effectiveness, Wang Zhen did not see it, so it was difficult to evaluate it. However, he still trusted the combat effectiveness of domestic infantry.

Except for the fact that it is incomparable to the American soldiers in actual combat, Wang Zhen does not think there will be any shortcomings in other aspects.

Of course, Guo Jingyun suggested that even if he wanted to leave, he would go to meet Tano Sarri, the owner of Abir Bar, and said.

After coming to Baghdad, Tano Surrey took in Guo Jingyun, who couldn't eat, and he has also helped him too much in the past two years.

Tano Surrey, in her 60s, is an old man with half-white hair but strong body.

"Hello, Mr. Tano Sari, my name is Wang Zhen. You can call me Wang. I'm very happy to see you." Wang Zhen smiled and said hello.

"Hello, sit down, don't be polite." Tano Surry looked up and down at Wang Zhen, "I've heard of you, the Scythe Squad of the Empire Barrier Company, right? You have encountered some difficulties before, but now, looking at your appearance, this is coming out to do it alone."

"Yes." Wang Zhen was surprised that the old man was well-informed and admitted openly: "We re-established a PMC company and registered in Iraq. Now there is a lack of staff, so I came to Guo."

"A very energetic group of young people. When I see you, I feel more and more that I am old." Tano Sari sighed, "Guo has told me that I know he will go to the battlefield sooner or later, and he stays with me because of his identity. He wants to follow you, of course I will not object."

"I won't say anything more careful. When you go to the battlefield, you will not be able to decide many things. It is difficult to define justice or evil on the battlefield. I just hope that you can keep your heart and not let war devour yourself, and turn yourself into a soulless wild dog driven by war. You only know how to eat rotten flesh and dirty blood, and turn into a soulless evil beast."

Wang Zhen was stunned. He didn't expect the old man to say such words, "Don't worry, maybe it's difficult to define justice or evil in war, but we have our own bottom line, and we will only do what we think is justice."

"Haha, I hope so. If you have any difficulties, you can come to Abik Bar. You will always be Abik people." Tano Sari gave Guo Jingyun a hug, "Abik Bars are available in Iraq, Syria, Libya, South Africa and many other places."

"Thank you, Mr. Tano, I will come to you to drink often." Guo Jingyun said with a heavy emphasis.

After coming out of the bar, Wang Zhen asked curiously: "What did this Tano Sari do before? This is not like an ordinary bar owner. Syria, Libya, these are all war zones."

"I don't know either. I heard from others that Mr. Tano was also a mercenary when he was young. After retirement, he opened a bar in Baghdad. I don't know more about it." Guo Jingyun shook his head and said.

Wang Zhen looked back at the photos of Abic Bar and thoughtfully.

"Okay, let's go, I'll take you to meet other people."

...

I urgently need a wave of monthly tickets, 400, thank you!

The position of the 11th monthly ticket list of the new book is so embarrassing!

I feel itchy and uncomfortable in my heart.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!