"... In the United States, I have a company, a big one. I am very optimistic about your ability. If you are willing, you can drive for me. Don't worry about the green card. The congressman is familiar with me..." Roberts was frothing and leaning on the passenger seat to brag. The driver wearing a red cloth turban had a cigarette in the corner of his mouth and was chatting happily with Roberts.
Being able to immigrate to the United States is simply a dream for these people who were born in hell.
boom!
Spider web-like cracks spread to the edges of the car window, and the glass fell into the car like snowflakes.
"Shit!"
Roberts immediately rolled under the seat, reached out and grabbed the steering wheel, gritted his teeth to endure the scratches on his head that were cut by the glass, and stopped the car.
The driver, who originally had a smile on his face, now had horrific blood holes on his head and chest.
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The car body suddenly swayed, knocking the unsuspecting refugees to the ground. Jiang Chen grabbed the steel bar behind him, and with his other hand, Ayesha, who had toppled over in horror towards the door of the car, was pulled back. .
The truck swayed on the sand for a while, but fortunately did not roll over and stopped.
There was chaos in the carriage.
The women held their heads, trembling and whimpering quietly. The man who stood up from the panic had panic written all over his face. He hugged the scattered luggage to his chest and stayed where he was at a loss.
There is no doubt that he is from IS.
Then it can basically be sentenced to death.
"What happened, damn... are you okay?" Jiang Chen gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and pulled Aisha up.
Aisha looked at Jiang Chen and shook her head calmly. There was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of her mouth, which may have been cut when she fell. However, it was lucky not to be thrown out.
"IS's slave-catching team is active in the desert and occasionally visits villages. Women will be taken by them as sex slaves, while men will be killed or forced into their ranks... Can you give me a bullet? If I leave chastely, I can go to heaven."
"No." Jiang Chen grinned.
That smile made Ayesha slightly startled.
"Then I will pray for you." The girl lowered her eyes, her oily black hair blocking her eyes.
"Get ready to fight." Nick is indeed an experienced warrior. He already had the M27 in his hand, clicked the gun's bolt, and stuck it against the door of the truck.
I wonder what happened to that guy Roberts... Jiang Chen couldn't help but murmur in his heart. He took out his Type 11 tactical pistol and quickly placed it on the other side of the door under Nick's gesture instructions.
The refugees in the carriage looked at the two people in horror. They shrank back and held their heads, praying not to be injured by stray bullets and praying that these two people would win.
There was the sound of machine gunfire in the distance, but the bullets did not hit the car, but were fired into the air.
A Toyota pickup truck carrying a machine gun parked beside the truck, and several masked soldiers jumped out of the truck with rifles in hand.
"I surrender!" Roberts skillfully put his head in his hands and climbed out of the passenger seat. He knew his fighting ability very well, and it was already very difficult for him not to hold back.
When the IS soldier saw that he was a white man, his face immediately burst with ecstasy. He turned around and shouted to his superiors, then fiercely shined a rifle butt in Roberts' face and knocked him to the ground.
"Search the back, quickly!" The officer carried the AK and walked up to Roberts. Then he grinned, showing his white teeth.
Roberts raised his head and smiled with an expression that was about to cry, but the response was a kick directly in his face.
"Get in the car and pay for the ransom!" The officer called to the younger brother beside him, lifted Roberts up and dragged him to the Toyota pickup truck.
Hearing this, Roberts secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This group of people did not seem to be chasing them from Haditha Town. If these demons knew that he was an escaped hostage, he might have his limbs cut off and make a video.
As long as you don't die, you still have a chance.
Two soldiers carrying AKs walked to the back of the carriage, with relaxed expressions on their faces, and opened the curtain behind the carriage while talking and laughing.
It was a lucrative job, even though the captured slaves were not their property. However, even if they choose to "enjoy" it in advance, who will punish them
After firing two empty shots outside the door and listening with satisfaction to the almost hoarse scream coming from inside the carriage, the two demons looked at each other and smiled. Then the man on the right held the AK in his left hand and climbed onto the truck first while holding on to the steps.
There were pairs of terrified eyes in the truck. Nothing can inspire more violent emotions than fear.
A cruel smile appeared on the face of this murderous terrorist.
A big hand stretched out from the darkness, and with the strength of a polar bear, it snapped the fragile neck. Jiang Chen was more direct. He swung his arm like a hammer and smashed the head of the man in front of him to the ground, killing him.
After all, it is twice the strength of an ordinary person.
"I will go around from the side of the truck to the front to rescue Roberts. You attract their attention at the back of the truck and be careful of the machine gun." After saying that, Nick quickly jumped out of the car.
Jiang Chen shook his slightly numb right hand. Just now, he originally planned to use the pistol grip to crush the man's head, but he didn't expect that his forearm hit the back of the man's head.
But the effect is the same.
It seems that I still need to learn the skills of fighting. It is still a bit reluctant to rely on brute force all the time. Jiang Chen sighed, then picked up the AK on the ground and jumped out of the car.
Jiang Chen, who jumped out of the car, turned out of the back of the car with the AK in hand, and started to rush towards the pickup truck, catching the group of terrorists off guard. At this time, Roberts had not been dragged into the truck. The terrorists who were dragging him were frightened by the sound of gunshots and quickly threw him aside. Then they grabbed the rifle at their waist and began to fight back.
The muzzle of the machine gun was turned, and the machine gunner pulled the trigger and poured out firepower unequivocally towards Jiang Chen. The violent nitrogen gas blew out from Jiang Chen's right arm, blocking all the bullets.
"What the hell is that!" The officer lying behind the car got up in embarrassment, stretched his head out of the cover and glanced at Jiang Chen's position, with a look of astonishment on his face.
"I don't know! Bullets can't penetrate!" The machine gunner held the machine gun with a ferocious expression, trying to tear Jiang Chen apart with firepower, but it was in vain.
Click!
The bullet was empty.
The deputies on both sides quickly took out their AKs and fired at Jiang Chen to buy time for the machine gunner to reload. However, at this moment, the bullets fired from the side accurately killed them all.
Nick held the M27 and started the attack.
Jiang Chen's nitrogen armor was also approaching its limit. With Nick's unexpected firepower, he raised his AK and fired randomly. He didn't need to worry about whether he could hit anyone or not. As for the recoil, it is almost negligible given his 25 muscle strength.
"Damn it! Drag that white man here as a hostage, get up!" The officer was unable to lift his head under the firepower of the two men and shouted to the people around him.
The soldier who was leaning next to the sand slope also panicked. Seeing that he could not hit Nick who was hiding behind the car engine, but instead he killed his two companions, he reached out and grabbed Roberts. However, when he turned around, what he saw was the black muzzle of the gun.
"Fu-ck-U" Roberts pulled the trigger viciously. At this moment, he was holding the pistol he picked up from Nick's knocked down body.
The officer saw Roberts' strange movement and hurriedly pointed the AK at Roberts. However, the impact from the side blasted him 10 meters away like a cannonball. The sudden impact almost shattered every inch of his ribs.
Jiang Chen put away the nitrogen armor that was about to overheat in his right hand, then looked at the dying machine gunner behind the carriage, clutching his abdomen, and raised his hand to fire another shot.
"Boss, are you okay?" Nick stepped forward and reached out to pull up Roberts who was lying on the ground.
"Shit, it hurts me so much." Roberts covered his bruised face, cursed and stood up, then tilted his head and asked Jiang Chen, "Is that guy dead?"
"I guess the sternum is broken. It doesn't matter whether he dies or not." Jiang Chen shrugged.
"Well done." Roberts raised his hand and fired two more shots in the direction of the officer's feet. The man lying on the ground opened and closed his mouth feebly, and he didn't even have the strength to scream.
"What should we do now?" Nick stepped forward and checked the Toyota pickup truck. "There is still enough gasoline for about 200 kilometers. We can go to Tikrit by ourselves."
"That's it." Roberts limped to the truck and took off the spare fuel and water tanks hanging on the side, which were from their original vehicle.
"Where are those refugees?" Jiang Chen looked at the back of the truck and asked casually.
Roberts and Nick both looked at Jiang Chen with strange eyes.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Chen asked with a wry smile.
"Man," Roberts threw their supplies onto the car, then patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder, "Since the IS patrol has arrived at this location, it proves that Tikrit has probably changed hands. Humanity Let the United Nations deal with the issue of doctrine. We don’t belong here and there is no need to worry about them. With enough oil, we can go directly to Baghdad and remind them of the danger ahead. If we go together, they The goal is really too big.”
"My advice is the same as the boss." Nick took out a black pen from his pocket, climbed on the hood, and drew strange symbols on the roof of the car.
"Okay," Jiang Chen shrugged. Although he sympathized with the refugees, he had already understood that excess sympathy is fatal. "Then, I'll go and inform... What you painted What is it?"
"USA mark to prevent drones from blowing us up into the sky." Nick wiped the sweat from his forehead and said calmly.
Black absorbs heat. Even thermal imaging equipment can see the USA symbol written on the roof of the car, which can prevent accidental bombing by air strikes.
After all, this car is also an IS.
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Jiang Chen opened the cloth behind the car hood and looked at him with fearful eyes.
"... Tikrit is in danger, IS may have occupied it, Baghdad is safe... That's it." Jiang Chen was really not used to the atmosphere here, so he took a deep breath and said.
He believes there must be someone here who understands English. Sure enough, there was a commotion of whispers among the refugees. It could be seen that they were very panicked by this news.
As for whether they were willing to listen or not, that had nothing to do with him.
Sighing, Jiang Chen turned around and prepared to leave, but a hand gently grabbed the corner of his clothes.
"Um?"
Jiang Chen turned around and was stunned for a moment when he saw the girl with a dirty face.
Under the dry and greasy black hair was a pair of pleading and determined eyes. She said a series of words in Islamic, but Jiang Chen couldn't understand them at all, so he could only shake his head with a wry smile. It seems that this sentence is very troublesome and the girl does not know how to express it in English.
Maybe he's hungry
After thinking for a while, Jiang Chen took out a package of biscuits and handed it to her.
However, the girl shook her head, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Please take me away."
Jiang Chen was stunned and smiled. He was about to refuse, but he met those pleading eyes.
"... Accept humanitarian aid, and then see if any Saudi or Turkish man is willing to buy me home... "
Somehow, Jiang Chen suddenly remembered what the girl said yesterday.
Those words stung his heart a little.
Jiang Chen opened his mouth slightly, looking at the girl's dirty face, but didn't speak for a long time.
Sighed.
Compassion overflows again...
"Follow me." Jiang Chen sighed, turned around and jumped out of the car.
The girl's stiff face showed a rare hint of joy. She prayed devoutly, and then left the caravan following Jiang Chen.
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"Finally back, let's get on the road quickly," Roberts suddenly noticed the girl following Jiang Chen, looked at Jiang Chen with an ambiguous look in his eyes, and whistled.
Nick, the polar bear who usually had no expression, also gave Jiang Chen an ambiguous look.
"It's not what you think." Jiang Chen smiled bitterly.
"What are you going to do with her? Why don't you just come to the United States and hang out with me? Utah supports polygamy." Jiang Chen sat in the passenger seat, and Roberts patted his shoulder and smiled.
"You are wanted by the FI?" Jiang Chen rolled his eyes at him.
"Ahem, it won't happen again. Now that I escaped alive, many things have become different." Roberts started the car. From that young face, Jiang Chen saw a hint of sophistication and cunning that was far beyond his age.
Jiang Chen leaned on the passenger seat and said nothing more.
"I'm serious, my brother. Who hasn't been down and out? Let alone people who are in a dangerous business like ours. If you can't survive there, just come to me." Roberts said very calmly, but Jiang Chen could hear that hint of sincerity.
"I am a serious businessman now." Jiang Chen laughed, but he still silently remembered Roberts' words.
"That's nonsense, haha." Roberts held the steering wheel and laughed.
Nick and Ayesha sat in the back row, and naturally the two boring gourds didn't say a word. Nick, who was wearing sunglasses, was probably closing his eyes and concentrating, while Ayesha looked at the back of Jiang Chen's head for a long time, her mouth slightly opened, but she didn't say anything.
"Roberts can speak Islamic." Nick, who was leaning on the armchair, suddenly spoke, and the corners of his bearded mouth raised an interesting arc.
Ayesha was stunned for a moment, with a grateful expression on her face. After hesitating for a moment, she mustered up the courage to say those words again.
Roberts, who was chatting with Jiang Chen, was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then gave Jiang Chen an ambiguous look.
"What did she say?" Jiang Chen noticed Roberts' eyes and asked with a wry smile.
"...I pray to Allah if you can punish the devils who use His mercy to do evil and return victorious. Even if you believe in paganism, I will be a gift of the desert and become your wife. I will be like a camel Meek, serve you and your other wives, I just ask you to give me a place... Hiss - it's so disgusting. I have to translate it into English and then into Chinese, there may be deviations, but that's probably the meaning. "
Roberts used a quick smile to hold back an expression that looked like he was suffering from internal injuries, and looked at Jiang Chen teasingly.
"... Damn it." Jiang Chen smiled bitterly and could only squeeze out this sentence for a long time.
"Polygamy is allowed in Utah in the United States. Do you need a green card?" Roberts grinned.
"...You can keep it for yourself," Jiang Chen said.
He has no plans to develop abroad yet.
"Yes, the marriage certificate is just a book. A Hong Kong man I know named Chen has ten wives, although none of them have received a certificate." Roberts said.
"I don't even have a wife." Jiang Chen said with a bitter smile.
Roberts glanced at Jiang Chen in surprise and said with a smile: "Impossible. If you have money, you still lack women? Hehe... If you don't wait to go back and follow me to Los Angeles, I'll ask you to play with those people on the screen. 's chick."
"Let's wait another day. I'll have to be busy for a while after handling the gold matter." Jiang Chen looked out the window and lit a cigarette.
"Hehe, don't tell me. The beauties in the entire Middle East are concentrated in Lebanon and Syria. Although the girl behind you who is obsessed with you is a little younger, she will probably be a beauty when you grow up. Tsk tsk, I won’t come to this hellish place in the Middle East for a while. I have to go to the Turkish border before I leave. It would be nice to buy a Syrian beauty and go back to play.” Roberts squinted his eyes and looked at the endless sea of sand in front of him.
Jiang Chen rolled his eyes at the beast and stopped talking to him.
As for how to place the girl Aisha, Jiang Chen didn't think about it for a while.
Sighing, he rubbed his sore temples.
In short, let’s take her back home first. How to get a visa... You should be able to get it done by spending some money.
Anyway, if you have money, doing some good deeds can be considered as accumulating good deeds.
As for whether you have any other thoughts about her
Looking at the dry and shiny hair and the dirty face, he really doesn't have it yet.
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(Ayesha is very useful. No one I write about is a vase XD. 3000+5000 big chapters, please vote 0.0)
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