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Ronan gave Haim a wink, and Haim said: "We will leave the road soon. Some parts of the road over there have been bombed by the Americans. We may have to take a small road, which is bumpy and not fast. It is expected to be the shortest. It takes three hours to get to the outskirts of the mountains."

The Ripper suddenly grinned, and put a metal hand on the driver's seat: "Don't play tricks, I'll give you another $500 when our business is over."

"No! No!" Haim said with a smile, "You are Europeans, how dare we?"

Ronan said bluntly: "We just want to make money to support our family, and we don't want to do anything else."

Ashes shook his head and said in Spanish: "Poor Iraqis."

But the Ripper said: "They are poor? I don't think it all stems from their attack on Kuwait."

Ashes snorted and said, "So, when the Americans say you have weapons of mass destruction, you better really have them."

The Ripper said, "Like Russia?"

Ashes continued speaking in Spanish: "I heard that Russia has a special operations team that has entered Iraq, and the goal is to find Middle Eastern ghouls."

The two chatted for a while, and gradually quieted down.

Haim pretended to be very curious: "What are you doing in Zagros Mountain at this time? There are only ruins left in the Asad Temple."

Ashes said, "Don't ask more questions than you should."

Haim immediately shut his mouth, his eyes drifted to Ronan's side, and the two quickly exchanged glances.

Ronan knew very well that once this matter was completed, the other party would probably kill him.

…………

Northwest of Baghdad, near a dry valley of the Euphrates River.

A bloody and fierce battle had just ended, and the corpses of more than a dozen burly men were scattered on the dry and cracked land for a thousand meters around, as if they had been torn apart alive by ferocious beasts.

Sergeant Slafft picked up the camouflage boonie hat on the ground, put it on his huge head, took out a cigar, lit it, and took a good puff.

Next to him, a one-armed man struggled to crawl towards him, swung his giant bear-like palm, trying to smash Slavt's big foot.

Silver and white lines flashed on Slaft's face, and his big feet suddenly stomped down!

Boom!

Amidst the thunder-like loud noise, the ground collapsed, and the thunder light shot towards the surroundings like a spider web, crackling and falling on the one-armed strong man. The one-armed strong man swallowed his last breath in convulsions.

Sergeant Slavt nodded in satisfaction. Beastization and divine blood enhancement made him feel that he is the god who rules everything in the land of Iraq!

The Special Affairs Bureau used the old man's blood to strengthen the divine blood, which showed its effect on him!

Another soldier who had successfully strengthened his blood came over: "Sergeant, I haven't found anything to prove my identity yet."

Slavt spit out smoke: "There's no need to check again, they are all Russians." He pointed to the charred corpse of the de-energized: "Although I have never seen the giant bear warrior from the former Soviet Union, but look at this guy's stupid bear-like appearance , it must be the giant bear fighters, these Russians dare to come to the sphere of influence of the United States and seek their own death!"

There were screams and wailing.

Slaffer asked, "Leng Shan, what are the casualties?"

The soldier reported: "Seven people were killed and nine people were injured. The opponent is very strong, and our casualties are relatively large."

Slavite nodded: "After all, it is Russia."

Another soldier ran over quickly, shouting: "Found it! It's hidden in their car seat, ghoul powder!"

Slaft greeted: "Bingfeng, bring it here and let me have a look."

Bingfeng came over with a few airtight jars, which contained some gray powder. Slaft had seen related objects in the laboratory, and said, "That's right, Arabian ghoul powder!"

"Finally something has been gained!" Leng Shan said with a smile: "It is easier to rob the Russians than to search hard."

Slaft led the team to Iraq for training this time. The main task was to hone the abilities of Leng Shan and Bingfeng, two blood warriors. These two had never been on the battlefield before, and they lacked the ruthlessness and determination of veterans.

These are not things that can be achieved through training. Only by experiencing the life and death fights in war can one become a seasoned fighter!

A few days ago, Slavt received information from the Iraqis that a special team was inquiring about Arab ghouls. After finding out their trajectory, he led people to ambush here and wiped out Russia in one fell swoop. Two giant bears A special operations team led by soldiers.

The privates under him were cleaning the battlefield, and Slavt took the opportunity to teach Leng Shan and Bingfeng a lesson: "Like this kind of operation in other countries to conduct security and eliminate terrorists, we must make full use of the strength of the local pro-American forces. The information they have is far away. There are many more than our intelligence agents, and the changes in many places cannot be hidden from the locals at all."

Leng Shan has a lively personality, and said: "I understand that we must make full use of the traitor."

Slaft gave him a thud: "They are pro-Americans who yearn for freedom and democracy, and they are our friends!"

Both Bingfeng and Leng Shan knew that this was just high-sounding nonsense.

After cleaning up the battlefield, the corpses were piled up and burned with gasoline, and a group of people got into the car and prepared to retreat to Baghdad.

Suddenly, an observer on a Hummer military vehicle discovered the situation through a telescope: "At three o'clock, there are two civilian vehicles with Iraqi license plates preparing to leave. They may have spotted us!"

This kind of action cannot be leaked!Sergeant Slafft immediately ordered: "They are terrorists, number three! number four! Open fire! Finish them!"

Above the two Hummer military vehicles with M2 heavy machine guns, the roar of heavy machine guns sounded immediately.

In the distance, the two cars were still hesitating before they heard the gunshots and fled frantically!

The M2 heavy machine gun carried large-caliber bullets with tracer bullets, which not only easily tore apart the thin car shells, but also exploded the fuel tanks of two cars.

boom -

Two balls of fire rose one after another, and the car exploded into scrap iron!

Bingfeng asked: "Sergeant, how do you judge that they are terrorists?"

This question stunned Slav for a moment, but then he remembered the criteria used by the U.S. military to judge Vietnam workers during the Vietnam War, and said: "It's very simple. If you run away when you are shot, you must be a terrorist!"

Leng Shan joked, "Who doesn't run away, doesn't he?"

Slaft said indifferently: "What do you mean if you don't run away after being shot by machine guns? They must be well-trained terrorists!"

Leng Shan and Bing Feng instantly understood what to do in the future.

Slaft warned very seriously: "This is Iraq, this is the forefront of the war, and American freedom fighters are killed every day here, put away your cheap sympathy!"

He emphasized his tone: "Remember! Men here may become our enemies if they live! And women, all Iraqi terrorists were born by Iraqi women! Even when facing children, you must not be soft-hearted. Many children Before he grows up, he will pick up the AK and shoot at us!"

Leng Shan said one thing: "The day I first arrived in Baghdad, I followed a bomb disposal team to dismantle a roadside bomb. There was an Iraqi man carrying an RPG and was about to shoot at our armored vehicles! After being shot down by a sniper, he His son picked up the RPG again, and the sniper killed his son again."

The car suddenly fell silent.

After a while, Bingfeng said: "The snipers are to protect the safety of the Americans."

The convoy came near Baghdad International Airport and entered the Taji Air Force Base.

It was not yet daylight.

Slaft got out of the car and was about to go to sleep. The intelligence officer accompanying the Secret Service rushed over, handed a document to him, and said, "Mossad sent a notification to the Office of the Director of Intelligence in Washington, General Hawke Get the news, forward it to Baghdad immediately, let me notify you immediately, it is up to you to decide!"

"Israelis? What news?" Slaft opened it to look: "Murphy the Nail Stranger! The terrorist who caused the terrorist attack in Los Angeles?"

The intelligence officer generally said: "Mossad launched an operation against the League of Arab States in Dubai, dispatched dozens of capable operators, and many dark agents who had been lurking for more than five years, but suffered a disastrous failure. The conclusion of Mossad's analysis , Murphy, the nail geek, appeared in Dubai, joined forces with the Dubai royal family and Hamas, and almost single-handedly killed all Mossad's operatives in Dubai."

Slaft asked, "What is the highest rank among the Mossad operatives?"

The intelligence officer said: "The highest is close to the peak of the second order."

Slaft is very clear that the rank of each occupation system is just a general statistic, which cannot fully reflect the ability of real combat. For example, if private soldiers and non-commissioned officers do not have guns in their hands, their strength will be greatly reduced.

The on-the-spot performance during the battle, environmental constraints, pre-war preparations, and whether to attack or not, etc., will have a huge impact on the outcome of the battle.

Slaft could only make a vague judgment: "The Nail Stranger may have the strength of a second-order peak or a third-order strength."

The intelligence officer's words continued: "Mossad is looking for traces of the Nail Monster. They plan to concentrate their elite forces and keep the Nail Monster in the Middle East! According to the analysis from Jerusalem, the Nail Monster may be in Syria or Iraq. Mossad Ask us to assist in the search in Iraq."

After a little consideration, Slaft made a decision: "The Nail Man has launched a terrorist attack in Los Angeles. He is an extremely dangerous terrorist. Immediately mobilize intelligence forces in Iraq, especially those pro-American personnel and organizations in Iraq. Look for the whereabouts of the Nailman."

The intelligence officer asked: "Find a clue about him?"

Slaft said: "Cooperate with Israel and kill him! Only dead terrorists are good terrorists!"

The intelligence officer left immediately, contacted the intelligence agencies of the US military in Iraq, and fully mobilized personnel.

At the same time, there was also a reward of up to 500 million US dollars offered by the Israeli government!

The pro-American personnel and bounty hunters in Iraq were immediately mobilized.

There is no shortage of adventurous people with money.

…………

In the Zagros Mountains, in a small mountain village where most of the houses have collapsed.

The sky was bright.

Ronan got out of the car, knocked on the door glass, and spoke very briefly: "It's dawn!"

Then, he went to the car behind and knocked.

The people in the two cars got off one after another.

Last night, the expected three-hour journey took more than five hours.

The road was damaged so badly that even off-road vehicles could not go through some places. We had to detour a few times and even had a tire punctured.

Haim, the guide, played a huge role.

Without him, we wouldn't be here now.

Ronan asked the raven to go into the mountain ahead of time to do reconnaissance from the air.

Bazel and the pliers opened the trunk of the jeep, took out automatic rifles and a khaki camouflage bag, and carried them on their backs.

The entrance to the mountain in front was blown down, and the mountain pass was blocked by rocks. Cars could not drive in, so they had to walk over it.

Zarina came over and asked, "How far?"

Haim pointed to the east: "Cross the mountain ridge and walk for more than three kilometers, you can see it."

Zarina took off the burqa that was in the way, and didn't hide from a few men, so she changed into her combat uniform here.

This woman is like the hormonal bursting woman trained in the gym, with a figure so good that 90.00% of women are envious.

Ronan saw a red tattoo on her left breast.

Not intentionally, the main tattoo is too eye-catching - the head of a red cobra!

Sure enough, it's a cobra man!

Ronan just took a glance and then turned his eyes away, just like a shy big boy who suddenly sees a sexy woman, wants to look but dares not look, can't help sneaking a glance and quickly pretends not to look.

Zarina noticed Ronan's gaze, put on her combat uniform, and snapped her fingers: "Lead the way!"

Haim walked in the front, followed by Ronan, and the group rolled over the pile of rocks that had been blown down by the mountain pass.

Coming to a high place, Ronan looked into the distance. In the light mist, a large flat land at the foot of the mountain in the distance was densely packed with building ruins.

Zarina stopped on a boulder, raised the binoculars to look, and said, "Due east, less than 4000 meters away, where is the stone ruin at the foot of the mountain?"

Haim quickly responded: "Yes, that's right there! The Americans not only robbed Assad's temple, but also blew up the traces of destruction!"

Zarina was the first to go down, and asked as she walked, "What is there in the temple? It attracts Americans."

Haim said: "The temple with a thousand-year history must have accumulated a lot of wealth. There are also tombs of some ancient Arab heroes, and most of them have funerary objects. I heard people say that the Americans dug up all the graves and buried them all. take away..."

Ronan suddenly remembered the property looted from the Blackwater Company, including many old-fashioned jewelry necklaces, gold and silver utensils, and old Arabic books.

It was a special force of the U.S. Army who robbed Assad’s temple, wouldn’t it be the people from the Special Affairs Bureau?

Thinking about it this way, it might be huge.

Ronan had considered before that Carolina's team was almost wiped out in Iraq, and she herself was discharged directly, and [-]% of the people she met were Assassin's people.

It may be some kind of elder who is good at fighting.

The Special Affairs Bureau was formerly the special forces of the U.S. military in Iraq. The Blackwater Company said that General Hawk made a lot of money in Iraq, and the property was also shipped back to the United States as funds.

With General Hawke's ability and status as a frontline commander, it is not difficult to mobilize the air force to flatten this place. Terrorist dens are the best excuse.

The mist drifted among the mountains, and a group of eight people walked towards the ruins of the temple.

Perhaps feeling that everything was under control, Zarina asked, "Where are those Arab heroes buried here?"

Haim didn't know Zarina's goal at all, but Ronan had some guesses.

"Many, mainly Kurdish heroes." Haim said casually: "When I was a child, I heard from an ascetic here that the great hero Saladin was buried here. This is not a lie, I haven't read many books , but also know that Saladin's tomb is in Damascus."

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