Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 118 New employees are in place
  "Mr. Sean, you guessed it right. Joseph has brought people to Baghdad, and there are not only combatants, but also some technical personnel. I have spent a lot of effort!"

Hancock's voice came from the other end of the phone, and his tone was a little flattering and asking for credit.

Hearing this, Sean sighed inwardly at the other party's efficiency, and asked: "Very good, don't worry, I won't forget your share of the money. Where are they now?"

On the other end of the phone, Hancock thanked: "Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Sean. We have arrived at the Garden Square in the east of Baghdad. There are quite a few people here this time."

After hanging up the phone, Sean immediately informed Ahmed to prepare to pick up people. He specifically mentioned that there were more people this time and asked him to pass the entire troop transport truck.

Three minutes later, two standard-issue armed Humvees equipped with gun turrets opened the way, followed by two large troop-carrying trucks, which drove out of the gate of the White Dove Security Company and headed straight to the east of Baghdad.

"Hey guys, we're getting new colleagues, should we give them a special welcome?"

On the Hummer in front, Andre was teasing on the radio while holding a bottle of vodka and drinking it one sip after another.

Oleg also held a bottle of vodka in his hand and was drinking vigorously. After hearing Andre's words, he burped and said: "Barrel, if you are not afraid of the Boss peeling off your skin, I think Can."

Uh……

Andre was choked by Oleg, and immediately said angrily: "Damn Sword and Shield, Boss will not be so stingy!"

Ahmed turned to look at him, shrugged and said, "I agree with what Oleg said, because this time there are not only combatants, but also technical personnel, and they can't stand the torment."

Hearing this, Andre said with some disappointment: "Oh, okay, that's really boring."

East of Baghdad, Garden Square.

A group of generally tall and strong guys with mostly white faces are sitting or standing waiting here. These people don’t seem to be familiar with each other and rarely get together in small groups. One of them is strong and about one meter tall. Around eight or eight, a bald middle-aged man with a cold face stood on the edge of the square, seemingly waiting for something.

Suddenly, two armed Humvees drove up, followed by two long troop transport trucks. They stopped in front of everyone and attracted everyone's attention. The M2HB 12.7mm Laogan was mounted on the roof of the truck. The sight of the black and ferocious muzzle of Ma's heavy machine gun made one's heart tremble.

"Who is Joseph?"

Ahmed stood on the head car and looked at the crowd in the square.

As soon as Joseph saw the Hummer coming, he guessed that Sean's people had arrived. Now when he heard Ahmed's question, he immediately stepped forward and said, "I am Joseph, are you Mr. Sean's person?"

Ahmed looked up and down at the middle-aged man with a cold face in front of him, waved his hand and said, "Yes, let's arrange for them to get in the car. Mr. Sean is waiting for you at the company."

After everyone got on the bus, Ahmed gave the order and headed back home.

After returning to the company base, Ahmed separated the personnel. All non-combatants arranged to go directly to the Baghdad hospital for a physical examination and then signed a contract. The combatants were gathered at the outdoor shooting range for capability testing. There were a lot of people this time, forty-seven technicians came and as many as sixty-five combatants.

After the last meeting, all new combatants are required to undergo such tests, ranging from basic moving target shooting to 100-meter sports rapid fire, 400-meter obstacle run, to indoor CQB operations, hostage rescue, S&T course performance test, etc. , a series of tests are conducted entirely in accordance with the training courses of top special forces. Of course, this is a test, not training, so everyone has only one chance, and the final performance will determine the treatment.

Everyone remained calm during the outdoor training ground. Whether it was moving target shooting, 100-meter sports rapid fire, or obstacle course, most of them would not be able to do it, because as long as they have served in the military, they will basically not be affected by these things. The subjects stumped me.

However, even with such a simple test, a few guys were really stumped. There was even a guy who was so anxious that he couldn't change the magazine for a long time when doing 100-meter sports rapid fire, and finally threw the gun out. The target was knocked over before he could complete this task. His performance was extremely poor, which made Sean very dissatisfied.

Sean personally acted as a test instructor to record the results. While specifically marking the guys who performed mediocre or even extremely poor, he turned to Joseph beside him with some dissatisfaction and said: "Joseph, I need an explanation!"

Joseph on the side also looked extremely ugly. Hearing the dissatisfaction in Sean's tone, he could only explain helplessly: "Mr. Sean, I am very sorry about this matter. Although I did not introduce these people alone, But I brought it all, I am willing to take responsibility, and you can deduct part of the cost."

Seeing that he didn't just shirk responsibility, Sean's expression softened a little, and he waved his hand and said, "Forget it this time, but I hope you can carefully screen people next time you bring them. I don't want to see them again." Such a guy who just pretends to be fake!"

Joseph nodded in agreement. He never expected that there would be a few miscellaneous fish mixed in. For him who has always been rigorous in doing things, it was definitely very embarrassing for him, even if these guys were introduced by other brokers. Yes, but he never thought about erasing himself, because after all, he was the one who brought people to his company.

"Pete, Connie, Tann, Calvert, Hals, get out!"

After the outdoor event test was completed, Sean looked at the people who had gathered, picked up the roster in his hand and directly called a few names. These people were all guys who had performed very poorly in the outdoor event just now. Their names were deleted. En drew a big red cross.

The few guys whose names were called walked out feeling guilty. They knew very well how poor their performance just was.

Sure enough, Sean pointed at them and said: "You guys, leave the company!"

The guys looked at each other, and one of them, a muscular black man, stood up and said loudly: "Hey, you can't do this, I can shoot, and I have participated in actual combat!"

When Sean heard this, his face instantly darkened. He didn't bother to talk nonsense at all, and waved directly to Oleg and others beside him.

Oleg understood what he knew, and immediately stepped forward without giving him a second chance to speak. He raised the butt of his gun and hit his black face hard, knocking the guy to the ground on the spot, even his front teeth burst out. flew out.

"Aowfaq!"

The guy immediately fell to the ground and let out a scream, which made the other people's eyes twitch.

"I hope you don't take what I said as fart. I'll say it one last time, you guys, leave the company!"

Those guys looked at the black guy lying on the ground screaming, and then at Sean and the tall employees with automatic rifles on their backs. They didn't dare to say anything.

(End of this chapter)