Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 137 Close Friends

As for the Barrier Special Forces, this force was established in 1997 and is affiliated with the Federal Foreign Intelligence Service. It has performed many special operations missions abroad. This force has the highest confidentiality among many Russian special forces, with detailed mission content and information. It is still difficult to find, and the Russian authorities have always been inclined to deny the existence of this unit.

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A Hummer was parked outside the Baghdad International Hotel. Sean, Andre and Oleg got out of the car one after another and walked straight inside.

"Welcome, how can I help you sir?"

A hotel greeter came up to say hello.

"I booked box 101, please take me there."

Sean waved his hand and said.

"Okay sir, please follow me."

Under the guidance of the hotel receptionist, the three of them entered an elegant box. Oleg searched around and made sure it was safe before he took his seat.

The Baghdad International Hotel is a prestigious five-star hotel throughout Iraq. Many politicians and businessmen will negotiate deals here. The hotel security measures are very in place, and what Sean and others are talking about this time can be seen. There is no light, so it is necessary to check it to avoid capsizing in the gutter and being caught. Otherwise, it will not be a good thing for Sean, Mohammed and Lieutenant Colonel Allen.

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

There was a short knock on the door, and Sean motioned to Andre to open the door.

Andre took out the Glock 18 pistol from the quick-draw holster, held the gun in one hand, and opened the door with the other hand, slowly opening it. There was no other way, let alone the fact that there is no absolute safety in such a chaotic place. , let’s just say that Sean’s head is being worried about by so many people right now, so he can’t allow them to be careless.

After opening the door, they saw a waiter carrying a tray coming in. The three of them finally let down their guard a little, and Andre put the gun back into his waist.

"Sir, your dish."

The waiter obviously didn't realize that he had walked around the gate of hell. He respectfully placed the dishes on the tray on the table, bowed before leaving.

After a while, the door knocked again, and Muhammad came in, followed by a fat-looking middle-aged man wearing a U.S. military uniform.

Sean stood up with a smile on his face and said: "Haha, Mr. Minister, we haven't seen each other for a long time. You have to eat and drink well today. This... must be our Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, right?"

Muhammad shook hands with Sean in cooperation and said: "Let me introduce to you, John Allen, Lieutenant Colonel of the US Army, the supreme commander of the Tali Military Camp!"

Then he pointed at Sean and introduced to John: "Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, this is the president of Baige Security Company. Mr. Sean, he has been in love with you for a long time, haha!"

John said to Sean with a serious expression: "Baige Security, this is a big company that Maliki can negotiate a big contract with. I didn't expect that Mr. Sean is so young and promising."

Hearing this, Sean couldn't tell that the other person was trying to show off to himself, sarcastically saying that he was too young and could easily die due to his big appetite. However, he smiled indifferently and said, "Hey, no, no, I'm just a guy. He's just a little guy looking for some soup. Who in the whole of Iraq doesn't know that Mr. Lieutenant Colonel's soldiers have made a huge contribution to the prosperity here?" John's face darkened immediately. He didn't expect the other party's counterattack to be so sharp and to the point. Sean's words It was obviously ironic. Who in the whole of Iraq doesn't know how many dirty things the US soldiers have done in Iraq under the banner of freedom and democracy? However, when Sean said "prosperity", wasn't this a satire that they came to cause destruction?

However, this John is worthy of being a lieutenant colonel. He is thick-skinned. He regained his smile in just a moment and said: "Yes, the temporary darkness means nothing. We will eventually see the dawn. I believe, The great America will make Iraq better and better, God can prove it!"

Sean immediately gave a thumbs up and praised: "Of course, I very much agree with what Mr. Lieutenant Colonel said. Darkness cannot blind our eyes. The dawn will guide us to move forward. Greatness will eventually belong to the United States!"

Now that the counterattack is over, of course you have to praise the other party appropriately, otherwise you will act like an enemy, and there is no need to talk about cooperation. The other party's current mentality is like a little daughter-in-law who has been a little wronged. With a little coaxing, she can be reconciled. It's as good as before, anyway, it's not the other party whose interests are harmed, so you can't make a big fuss with yourself, right?

"Haha, don't be too polite, both of you. Take your seat first and then we'll talk!"

Muhammad's mouth twitched as he listened, and he quickly laughed and changed the topic, and then he reluctantly allowed the two guys who were smiling on the outside but being dissatisfied in their hearts to sit down.

Soon, the waiter came in again pushing a dining cart to serve food. John Allen spoke for a while and stared at the waiter's butt, which made the waiter panic and immediately ran away after the food was served.

Seeing this, Sean whispered something in Andre's ear, and saw the guy push open the door and go straight to the waiter.

"Mr. Sean is from China?"

John wiped the tears from the corner of his mouth without leaving a trace, and asked calmly.

"Of course, I think there are very few guys in RB and space country who are as strong and generous as me, right?"

Sean shrugged and said: "These guys are not even willing to pay PC, but I am willing to donate generously and use US dollars to comfort the boys in the military camp!"

John half-squinted his eyes and said with the smile still on his face: "Well... that's right. Guys as generous as Mr. Sean are rare in Iraq. Moreover, I very much agree with you. RB and Universe State are obviously both They are skinny monkeys.”

"Yes, Sean always relies on actual actions!" Sean said as he took out the check, quickly wrote a series of heart-beating numbers on it, then pushed it in front of John, shrugged and said: "For example, I am willing to give US dollars to people who really need it. I think the boys need something more nutritious, don't they?"

John glanced at the number on the check calmly, his eyelids twitched uncontrollably, he reached out cryptically, picked up the check and stuffed it into his pocket, tilted his head and raised his brows and said: "Well... I think so. , it’s canned food and beef every day, and my poop is already very unhappy with me.”

While using American humor, he clicked a few more times on his phone and then pushed it in front of Sean and said: "Here, this is my private phone number. I am very willing to become friends with Mr. Sean, um... intimate Everlasting friends!"

After Sean saved the phone number above, he raised his phone and said with a smile: "Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, you are so funny. Aren't we always close friends?"

Hearing this, John laughed and said: "Haha, of course, Sean, we have always been close friends!"

(End of this chapter)