Iraq has gone through such a long war, and now there is no way to completely stabilize it. Al Qaeda and terrorist organizations are everywhere in the country.
There are also many anti-American local armed forces hiding in various places waiting for opportunities to cause trouble.
The population and economy have collapsed.
Marlboro drove wildly on the desert. On both sides of the road, apart from the endless desert, there was an endless dark night sky.
Driving on such a road is too boring and really tiring.
In order to prevent another dangerous incident, I gave myself a layer of protection. Ephraim and David were afraid of death, so they each wore a body armor.
It was a gift given to Colonel Santos when he first bought the Beretta pistol.
The rest of the time was boring again, so I could only sit in the car and stare blankly.
After staying up for two or three hours.
Ephraim and David fell asleep from exhaustion unconsciously as the car rocked.
It's around 5 o'clock in the morning.
It's already getting bright.
Marlboro drove his truck, which was out of gas, to a dilapidated gas station on the roadside, ready to fill up with what he called free gasoline.
"Hey, sir, can you help me?" Marlboro asked Long Zhan.
"What's the matter?" Long Zhan said.
"We need to fill up some gasoline. I'd be really happy if you could help me with it." Marlboro said politely.
Just like the momentum of a dragon battle.
You're welcome.
"OK, no problem."
Long Zhan glanced at Ephraim, who was sleeping soundly, and then said: "Get off from your side."
Marlboro nodded and got out of the car, took out two 10-liter oil drums from the tool box, and walked down the path to the left of the gas station.
Ignore the gas pump standing in front of the gas station.
Long Zhan originally wanted to ask why he didn't refill the tank at the tanker, but he casually took a look at the tanker and found that the refueling guns on both sides were gone, leaving only a hose.
At first glance, it looked like it had been vandalized maliciously, and the gas pump was just a decoration.
So he changed the topic and asked: "The oil tank is at the back, right? You carry the bucket to refuel, don't you need to go in and say hello to the boss?"
"No need, there's no charge for refueling."
Marlboro smiled and said, "It's not like stealing gas, because I'm not nervous at all."
"What the hell is this? You can't make money by refueling? Then how does this gas station make money? Is the boss generating electricity for love?"
Long Zhan had really seen it for a long time. He took a look at the gas station store and saw that there was no one there, so he didn't go in on purpose.
To steal oil or not to steal oil.
Long Zhan didn't want to worry about it anymore, it had nothing to do with him.
The two of them came to the back of the gas station one after another and found that there were indeed three large oil tanks standing there. Marlboro skillfully opened the valve and began to put oil into the oil barrels.
"Was this place built by Americans before?" Long Zhan asked curiously.
This is the only thing Long Zhan can think of.
That is, when Americans were still here, it was for the convenience of Americans to have a place to refuel their own cars or military cars.
We specially set up a gas station in the middle of this vast desert for transit.
Anyway, Iraq has a lot of oil. The price of a bottle of oil is cheaper than mineral water, and the cost of setting up a gas station does not need to be high.
Later, the new so-called Iraqi government was supported, and most of the US troops entered Afghanistan.
Americans no longer need this gas station, and 80% of this gas station has become an "ownerless property", and the gasoline at the gas station has become free of charge.
In order to verify his suspicion, Long Zhan specifically asked Marlboro.
"Yes, this place used to be owned by the Americans, and later it was occupied by the Iraqis. However, this place is very chaotic and the owners change frequently, so in most cases, the gas here is free," Marlboro said.
"You mean...the owner of this gas station is often killed?" Long Zhan said in shock.
"It's normal here. We need to refuel and leave here quickly. Who knows when those crazy people will show up here again."
As Marlboro spoke, he looked up and looked around to make sure no one was coming before he continued to fill the tank with confidence.
Long Zhan and Marlboro were refueling here, while David on the other side woke up in a daze, saw the car stopped, and got out of the car in confusion.
He first came to the cab and took a look, and found that only Ephraim was sleeping soundly.
David did not wake up Ephraim, but turned to look at the supermarket inside the gas station, wondering if Marlboro and Long Zhan were shopping there, and walked over curiously.
The door of the supermarket is open, so you can walk in without pushing it.
There were very few goods in the supermarket, and the environment inside was very messy and dirty. Wherever David looked, he could see bullet holes that looked like bullets.
Seeing this supermarket that had been baptized by the war, David's heart was lifted.
He carefully continued walking into the supermarket, shouting in a low voice as he walked: "Marlboro, Dragon King, are you in here?"
No one responded.
David walked to the middle of the supermarket and glanced to the right.
Just this look made his expression change drastically.
Then his heart rate soared to 180, his face turned pale with fright, he ran outside and rushed into the cab of the truck in one breath.
He said nervously and loudly: "Man, wake up quickly, there is a body in the gas station, I just saw a body inside."
Ephraim was woken up, rubbed his eyes and yawned and said: "What the Fake, why are you so nervous? Where are we now? Where have Marlboro and Dragon King gone?"
"Didn't you hear what I just said? There is a body in the supermarket." David said in a higher tone.
"I heard it. What's the point of being nervous? We are now in a country at war. When there is a war, people will die. Isn't it normal to have corpses? Just relax."
Ephraim is indeed much more courageous and has absolutely no fear of corpses or anything like that.
Ephraim, who felt his bladder was a little inflated, opened the car door and got out and said: "Okay, I'm going to pee and look for the damn Marlboro. Why did I stop the car before I reached my destination?"
"What, you want to get out of the car? Aren't you afraid?" David said in shock.
"Don't worry, it's okay. It's just a pee. What's the danger?"
Ephraim walked around the front of the car and walked to the wall on the left side of the gas station, intending to pee there and release it against the corner.
When I came to the corner behind the gas station, I happened to see Long Zhan and Marlboro refueling behind.
"Fake, it's really free gas."
Seeing Marlboro open the valve to release gasoline, Ephraim also took out his little brother and started to release water.
David was not as relaxed as Ephraim. David, who had never touched a gun in his life, was so nervous that he felt uncomfortable all over while sitting in the car.
He kept looking outside the car, worried that danger might suddenly come.