Chapter 182 Security Work Handover

Inside the Baghdad highway checkpoint, three buses were tightly protected, waiting for future security companies to take over the protection work.

It is only 40 kilometers from Baghdad on the expressway to the exit of the Marin Town Expressway. At a normal speed, it only takes half an hour to enter Marin Town.

It seems that there is still half an hour to go, but the waiting time is a bit long.

This group of reporters has been at the checkpoint at the highway intersection for a full hour, and they haven't waited for the convoy of the future security company.

And the three conspicuous buses stopped at the checkpoint, and there were so many vehicles coming and going, it really attracted people's attention.

This puts more and more pressure on the Baghdad security forces who are responsible for the security of these journalists at the moment.

Fortunately, there is an armored company of the Iraqi National Defense Forces performing normal inspection work at the intersection.

There is also an armored regiment stationed nearby. Even if someone wants to deal with these reporters, it is relatively safe here.

It's just that the future security company has not yet arrived, which still makes everyone's heart hang.

If it weren't for being "protected" by Iraqi security forces, these journalists would have been unable to stay.

On the bus, Robert didn't feel anxious at all. For him, as long as he came to Iraq, when and where was not important, as long as the surrounding safety was the key.

With so many Iraqi troops nearby, he felt safe, so he was naturally not in a hurry.

However, other people are different. There are people complaining almost every minute because they can't even get off the bus.

It's just that the people in the Iraqi security forces are worried that this will delay an hour, and there may be malicious snipers waiting around.

Under the protection of car windows and curtains, snipers have no good targets, and the car is naturally safer.

Just let a group of people stay in a confinement environment, can't use mobile phones, and can't walk around. This makes this group of big reporters very impatient.

Fortunately. The waiting time did not last. At the intersection of the expressway, a large convoy slowly drove out of the toll booth and came to the edge of the checkpoint.

The arrival of a total of 30 warrior assault vehicles made the Iraqi army on the high-speed exit. A little restless.

If it weren't for these vehicles,

All painted with the logo of the future security company. They probably have already surrounded them.

Because these thirty warrior assault vehicles are all heavy weapons, whether they are small-caliber Getter machine guns or anti-tank missiles. Or it is carrying an anti-aircraft missile similar to shoulder-mounted.

Most importantly, these warriors are on assault vehicles. There are also traces of gunpowder smoke, as if they just came off the battlefield.

The Mengshi assault vehicle parked, the flying wing doors opened to both sides. Sixty heavily armed soldiers jumped out of the car almost at the same time. Then formed a warning circle.

When the people around saw that there were two security soldiers with bandages on their bodies, they all understood.

On the way these people came, they were probably attacked.

but. Everyone cleans the door by themselves. Here in Iraq, there is no curiosity, let alone asking what happened.

It's just that the reporters on the bus didn't think so. They opened a curtain, picked up the camera, and took a quick photo of the security personnel who had just arrived.

Fortunately, no one stopped them. Even though the flash had been seen by the security personnel, they were all allowed to be photographed by the reporters.

Seeing that there was no intention to stop them, the reporters on the three buses all became rude.

Even Robert was the same, because he had never seen those thirty sci-fi assault vehicles.

This is also the first time that I have a sincere interest in something after coming to Iraq again.

At the moment of taking the photo, he even thought about the content of tomorrow's news material at the same time.

Not to mention anything else, these thirty armored assault vehicles are big news and a big selling point in themselves.

And this is why all the reporters took pictures one after another. Which reporter is a vegetarian if he can be sent to Iraq.

It's just that on the three buses, some people just glanced at the group of security personnel and vehicles outside, and continued to be in a daze without any interest.

There was no surprise on his face, nor the slightest interest.

The handover work was carried out very quickly, and it was carried out quickly under various flashing lights.

However, just after the delivery was completed, when the protection of the three buses was all transferred to the future security company, three teams of security soldiers walked towards the bus.

After each team approached a bus, they asked the driver to open the door at the same time.

Subsequently, the team of security personnel boarded the vehicle directly.

"Drive the driver and stay in the center of our convoy." The security soldier who got on the bus didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, and let the driver drive directly.

At this time, the thirty warrior assault vehicles outside were all turning around.

In the bus, there were five security soldiers in each team that got on the bus. When the bus started to drive, these five people stood on the aisle respectively.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Iraq. We will take over the next security work, and we will also protect you until the end of the press conference. From now on, I hope you can cooperate with our work. Then, I hope that if you If you are outside, please stay out of our sight?"

Five security soldiers notified the reporters in the car in English, French, Russian, Chinese and Arabic.

In the car, after listening to Robert, he didn't feel anything, but someone was upset. A short yellow man with a mustache babbled, but Robert couldn't hear what he was saying.

And the five security soldiers in the car didn't seem to pay any attention to him, and of course they might not understand.

But then the man switched to English and shouted: "I protest, you are not protecting us, but monitoring us."

"Sir, we won't explain anything. If you want to go home safely, I hope you can obey all our arrangements for security work in the past two days. After all, the people who don't want you to have an accident the most are your family members , we will be the next one." One of the security soldiers responded flatly.

Another security soldier went on to say: "On our way to meet you, we encountered an attack. Although the attacker was dealt with smoothly, there will be a second or third attack at any time. So , and shouldn’t require us to explain too much.”

Hearing this, the mustache seemed to recall the smoke on the assault vehicle, and although his face was still very reluctant, he didn't continue to speak.

The other reporters also kept quiet. After all, the degree of danger in Iraq is no less than a day trip to hell for people of their status.

Naturally, there is nothing to say about issues related to his own life, and what the other party said is also very reasonable.

However, compared to security issues, most of the reporters focused on the weapons and equipment of the five security personnel. At this moment, they discovered that these equipment had never been seen before.

Seeing that all the reporters in the bus seemed to have nothing to say, another security soldier said: "Now let's talk about the schedule. For the sake of safety, you will stay in our camp tonight. And you can stay in our camp." Accompanied by you, we will be active in Marin Town...at seven o'clock in the evening, the chairman of our group has arranged a welcome banquet, that is to say, everyone has ten hours of free time today until the banquet begins... tomorrow morning at eight pm, the press conference will officially begin." (To be continued.) Opening the new website