After Lin Rui and others arrived in Baghdad, they immediately got into the prepared vehicles with the team members and rushed to Accra Province. Their destination was a small village nestled on a hillside. At a checkpoint along the way, several Kurdish "peshmerga" soldiers holding AK-47 rifles suddenly appeared in front of them.
He checked the IDs of Lin Rui and others and asked them where they came from and where they were going. It seemed that he didn't trust these foreigners.
"We are members of the military company." Shogan said.
Crazy Horse has had many interactions with these people and repeated it in Kurdish. These soldiers were convinced and let him go immediately. But it could also be because Crazy Horse gave them a pack of cigarettes. Anyway, Crazy Horse gave them a joking salute, and then Lin Rui and others' car passed the checkpoint and hit the road again.
"Another Iraq" is the motto of the Kurdish area of ??Iraq. Anyone who has been here will find this sentence very appropriate. This is not the war-torn and devastated Iraq that the world knows about on the news every night. On the contrary, the Kurdish region is very safe, peaceful, and welcoming to Westerners.
Unlike Baghdad or most of Iraq, this place is green and vibrant, with snow on the mountain tops all year round and rivers roaring in deep canyons. The semi-autonomous Kurdish region has its own parliament, army, flag, language and culture. Business and construction are also booming.
"Hey, buddy, is this really Iraq? It's so quiet, it even looks a bit like a European country." Sergey looked out of the car window for a while, then turned his head and said.
"In the past five years, there have been only two large-scale terrorist attacks in the region: one in 2004, which killed 40 people in the city of Arbil; and the second in March 2008, when a small car bomb exploded in the city of Arbil. An explosion occurred outside a hotel in Sulaymaniya, killing a guard. This safety record is even better than London." Jiangan patted Sergei on the shoulder and said, "This is not Baghdad."
To be honest, the entire Kurdish area of ??Iraq is showing a new and prosperous atmosphere. New museums, shopping malls, amusement parks and five-star hotels are springing up.
The journey of Lin Rui and others started from a border town filled with yellow sand in the Zhahu boundary, passing through the fortress on the top of the Amadeyeh mountain and continuing to the higher ground. The real charm of this place comes from the beautiful natural scenery, towering mountains, desert oases and bustling street scenes. Even people like them will be deeply impressed by the beauty here.
¡°This place is so beautiful, it doesn¡¯t feel like we are in Iraq.¡± Sergey sighed.
"It's not bad here. A little way over there, you can feel what war is." Snake Eyes shook his head and said, "A few small towns here have not experienced war. But those places beyond it are simply hell. It is said that At most, they change hands within a month, and bullet casings can be picked up all over the ground. It is said that there is a joke that if you find a house at random and dig out all the bullets left on it, you can fill several large sacks. "
"Damn it, can't you let me have some good imagination?" Sergey turned his head and cursed.
"What kind of beautiful imagination can you have?" Snake Eyes sneered, "How about drinking like crazy all day long, and finally lying in a cold Russian sobering room, waiting for dawn."
"You don't understand me, brother." Sher shook his head. "I actually want to meet a local beauty with darker hair in a place like this. She'd better be a good cook and live like this. lifetime."
"The idea is simple, and it is easy to find such a girl. But the problem is, how do you make her fall in love with you? A dirty mercenary who smells of gunpowder and has bloody hands. If he doesn't get drunk every day, he can't sleep. .Sergey, a normal woman would run away from us." Snake Eyes turned to Yelena and shrugged, "Viper, this is not directed at you, I have no intention of offending."
"I have long accepted the fact that I am not a normal woman." Yelena sneered.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Lin Rui, who had kept his eyes closed, said, "How long are we from the scheduled place?"
"In a thirty-minute drive at most, we will reach Zahu. Will Aladdin's people wait for us there? I always feel that this old guy can't be trusted." Sandro turned his head again and again while driving.
"He is indeed unreliable at other times. But now, he is willing to do anything to save Crystal. Especially he will not deceive us at this time." Lin Rui whispered. "Has Cobain heard from Aladdin?"
"No. But he said that as long as there is any important information, he will contact us as soon as possible." Maang An replied.
Lin Rui nodded and said, "That means there is no question.?. "
While they were talking, a motorcade drove by. He followed them very quickly. There were four or five vehicles in total, ranging from old cars to pickup trucks with armed men on them. The man in the car waved his gun, signaling for them to stop.
"What should we do, boss? It seems we are in trouble. Do we need to deal with them?" Sandro looked in the rearview mirror and asked.
"Pull over and ask Lincoln and the others to stop as well. Don't do anything and see what they are going to do." Lin Rui said slowly.
"No, it would be very passive if we get off the car like this." Sandro whispered, "In case they are going to do something to us, we must be prepared."
"Don't cause conflicts. This is a Kurdish-controlled area. If we want to complete this mission, it's best not to offend them." Lin Rui motioned to Sandro to stop the car.
Sandro nodded and pulled over to the side of the road. Several people opened the car door and walked out together. The militants on the opposite side seemed to be watching them with great vigilance. Lin Rui shrugged, "What's the problem?"
¡°We don¡¯t really like gun owners in this area.¡± One of the militants frowned.
"I don't really like it either. Holding a gun is far less comfortable than using bare hands. In fact, it was only when I was five years old that I felt that carrying a gun all day long was a good thing, because it would feel cool at the time. Unfortunately not Method, this is our tool." Lin Rui smiled.
"What's your ID?" the Kurdish armed man looked at him and asked.
Lin Rui handed him a certificate.
"Are you from the military company?" The Kurdish armed personnel were a little surprised. "Why are you here? To put it bluntly, there is no good guard here. Moreover, no one can afford you."
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