Ephraim and David, who were driving in front, were so anxious that they almost urinated.
Marlboro was so frightened that his face turned pale and his lips trembled. Under the constant threat of bullets, his body shrank into a shrimp in the car.
Long Zhan could still hold his nerve, but his face also became embarrassed.
Make bricks without straw.
Even though there were 6,000 damn pistols in the car, they were all Beretta hardcovers.
But there was not a single bullet, not a single bullet.
Long Zhan can't carry an oil barrel down there and fight a dozen gun-wielding terrorists on the opposite side. Although he is relatively fierce, he is not an American Superman.
He can't physically resist bullets!
The only thing Long Zhan could do was to refuel quickly, let the car drink enough to start running faster, and hold on for a while to let him think of a solution.
"Farke, Farke..."
"You bastard, driving to Baghdad? Why are you driving to Baghdad?"
As Ephraim and David swore, the truck's windshield and rearview mirror were shot one after another, and the sound of the shattering glass was very permeable.
"Damn it, we can't go on like this."
Just when Long Zhan turned his attention to the goods on the car and prepared to use his best advantage, he grabbed these hundreds of kilograms of equipment wooden boxes and threw them like two pickup trucks behind them, knocking over a pair of leather pants.
The two pickup trucks that had already been pursued were less than 30 meters away, and suddenly they stopped on the road.
David had been paying attention to the rear and noticed something strange about the pickup truck. He shouted excitedly: "Stop, they stopped the car."
"Fuck, what happened? Look ahead."
Ephraim did not look behind him, but instead shouted in horror at the front.
David, the king of hell, turned his head forward again.
The next second it broke out "Oh, Farke!"
I saw a cool Apache armed helicopter flying high-speed along the ground from the front, and the target seemed to be this truck.
Two vehicles of armed men were chasing after me, and an armed helicopter appeared in front of me.
Ephraim thought for 0.5 seconds.
Decisively, he continued to step on the accelerator and rushed forward.
The militants in the back are all perverted lunatics, and life or death in their hands is uncertain, but the Apache helicopter gunship in front must be the US military.
As a standard American, I will definitely not embarrass myself.
Even if they are caught smuggling weapons, they will only be caught and locked up.
Compared with being shot to death in the back, the front is obviously more profitable.
Just as Ephram was racing forward with his heart in mind, he found that the helicopter passed over his head and stopped directly on top of the pickup truck.
The target was obviously the two pickup trucks behind, not their truck.
Seeing that the pickup truck was forced not to move, and the armed helicopter did not catch up, Ephraim and David immediately felt like they had been given a new lease of life when they learned that they had escaped.
He clapped his hands and laughed excitedly.
Marlboro, who was frightened behind the car, saw the armed helicopter driving the pickup truck away, and he shouted with joy.
This feeling of escaping from death made every cell in him excited.
Long Zhan also breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the Apache helicopter in front of him, he couldn't help but remember that when he was still in the Marine Corps, Iraq was his second home.
So many years have passed.
Once again, seeing regular U.S. troops on the territory of Iraq, Long Zhan was deeply touched and had a very strange feeling.
…
Half an hour later.
Inside the U.S. Army Green Zone barracks in Baghdad.
A noncommissioned officer, Xiaoxin, knocked on the door, opened the ajar door and walked in. Like Captain Santos, who was sleeping on the sofa and had not yet woken up, he said: "Sir, sir, how many people are there to pick you up outside?"
"
"How many people want to see me?"
Captain Santos rubbed his eyes and asked in confusion: "What kind of person?"
"They said they were here to deliver Beretta to you," the sergeant said.
"Send it to Beretta?"
Captain Santos stood up from the sofa, took his hat and walked outside.
Just because of the pistol, he didn't sleep well last night. In the end, he didn't go to bed and settled on the sofa.
Unexpectedly, when I woke up, the gun had arrived.
This surprised Captain Santos.
When I came outside, I saw an old truck with four people standing next to it.
One is neither tall nor thin, one is tall and thin, one is as fat as a balloon, and the other is tall and strong, standing there like a white giant.
"Are you from AEY?" Captain Santos asked in shock.
"Yes, sir, I am David Perhouse, this is Ephraim Diuli, the shareholder of the company, he is our bodyguard Dragon King, and this is our guide Marlboro."
David quickly introduced the four people present, sent the goods list and said: "This is the Beretta you want, you can check it out."
"We talked, on the phone," Ephraim added.
"I remember……"
Captain Santos took a casual glance at the goods on the manifest and took out a gun from the open box in front of the unloaded goods.
Click.
After checking the bracelet and making sure it was OK, I threw the gun back into the box.
He pointed at the gun and said in surprise: "Did you personally deliver these goods? To cross the Triangle of Death? To use this broken truck?"
"The Triangle of Death?"
When David heard this word for the first time, he felt a tingling sensation on his back.
If he knew the way here when he came, he wouldn't even use a truck to deliver the goods if he was killed. He didn't want to lose his life if he didn't make any money.
Ephraim actually didn't know, but fortunately he reacted relatively quickly.
He nodded solemnly and said: "Yes, we delivered it in person. Please check if there are any problems. If there are no problems, please pay the balance."
"Jip, take them to the warehouse and find logistics to pay them."
Captain Santos was very happy and immediately arranged for the sergeant to lead someone to get the money.
He walked up to Ephraim, took the initiative to shake hands with Ephraim and said: "Well done, boys, I misjudged you before."
As he spoke, he shook hands with David and Long Zhan one by one, with a particularly bright smile on his face.
I have received the goods, the problem has been solved, and I am naturally in a good mood.
After saying that, Captain Santos left to call someone to pick up the goods.
David said excitedly: "Did you hear that? The Death Delta Zone? We actually passed through the Death Zone. We are so awesome."
"Hey Hey."
Ephraim let out his trademark weird smile and said happily: "Yes, this is the honor of AEY. We can conquer any triangle of death, and nothing can stop us, including your mother's crotch.
I must leave some souvenirs, take a photo of it, and hang it on the company’s wall of honor so that it can be kept as a souvenir in the future to prove our rise.”
After that, he took out his camera and threw it to the sergeant and said, "Jeep, please take a picture for us, thank you."