Firepower Is King

Chapter 161: Enemy Shoes

It's scary for smart people to get enlightened.

Musa's perseverance is amazing and his mobility is off the charts. After having an epiphany and having a long conversation with Gao Guang, he had to drag Gao Guang out at six in the morning.

As long as he has the support of his family, Moussa does not have to worry about the source of activity funds. No wonder he does not spend it on himself after receiving the activity funds, because as a rich second generation, Moussa has no concept of money at all.

This is generating electricity for love, this is an idealist, and Musa is a person who has escaped from vulgar taste!

It’s okay to go out at six in the morning because it’s not that hot, but the problem comes again. It’s okay to go out to solicit sponsorship, but you can’t walk there.

"Where does your uncle live? Do you need to make an appointment? What if he is not at home? And most importantly, how can we find your uncle?"

"Well……"

The determination to take action was there, but there were some gaps in the specific details. Musa thought about doing it, but he didn't know how to do it.

"I can't call him. If he knows that I'm looking for him, he will definitely not be at home, so we have to go directly to his door. His residence is not too far away from here, about five kilometers, or should we walk there? "

The distance of five kilometers is indeed not too far. Gao Guang's daily running distance is five kilometers, but this is a running distance in Los Angeles, not something that can be achieved in Baghdad.

The most important thing is that walking five kilometers on the streets of Baghdad is very dangerous. Even if you don't have to walk in the scorching sun, Gao Guang will never walk anywhere at this time.

"Let's take a taxi."

It seems that in addition to taking care of the food, he has to be responsible for transportation. Gao Guang took out his phone. He found out the phone number of the local driver recommended to him by the coachman and said: "I know a driver who is said to be very reliable. He is familiar with the local terrain and knows how to drive." Take us out of dangerous areas and I’ll make a call to see if I can rent his car.”

It is said that you can book a ride 24 hours a day. Gao Guang called and the call was answered immediately.

"Hello, I'm Ali, how can I help you?"

The driver's name was Ali, and he spoke English with a heavy accent, but it was good to be able to speak English. Gao Guang immediately said: "The driver introduced me. I want to rent your car."

"Thank you for your trust. Do you want a one-way trip, a day trip, or a long-term rental?"

"Well, how much is it for one time, how much is it for a day, and how much is it for a long-term rental?"

“Looking at the time and mileage alone, and where you want to go, it’s six hundred dollars a day, three thousand five hundred dollars a week, nine thousand dollars a month, pay up front.”

Gao Guang opened his mouth in shock and said, "It's so expensive!"

This price is absolutely sky-high, far exceeding Gao Guang’s psychological expectations, but Ali immediately said: "Guaranteed value for money, with people and cars at your service 24 hours a day, and also provide safety consultation, I can take you to avoid All the dangers make you not feel that Baghdad is a dangerous city at all.”

These words still touched Gao Guang. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll try it first. I'll give it a day today. We're at the Blue Bay Hotel in the Green Zone. We're going out now. When can you come over?" ?”

"I'm also in the green zone and will arrive in ten minutes. Please have cash ready. See you later."

Gao Guang prepared six hundred dollars. He came here to get several thousand dollars in cash, but there was no special need. He would not show a large amount of cash to anyone.

At the eleventh minute, a white Toyota Camry parked in front of the hotel. From the outside, this Camry was old and full of dust. It was a relatively good car on the streets of Baghdad, but it was not conspicuous. .

The car stopped, and a short fat man got out of the car. He was about a little over 1.6 meters tall. He was wearing a white robe, but because of time, the white color had become a little mottled. His beard was not very long, and his head was full. His black hair was shiny and he looked about forty years old.

"Hello, boss." After confirming who called the car, Ali walked up to Gao Guang. He looked at Gao Guang and Moussa carefully, and continued: "Where are we going, how long will it take, tell me these , if you can go, just give me the money and we can go.”

Ali spoke English, Gao Guang looked at Musa and said, "Where are we going?"

Musa mentioned a wealthy area along the Tigris River. It was full of villas and it was not far from the Green Zone. After Ali heard the location mentioned by Musa, he immediately said with a relaxed face: "No problem, let's get there. It’s safe, but do you want to go somewhere else?”

Musa said seriously: "I may go."

Ali looked at Gao Guang, then looked down at Gao Guang's feet, and then he suddenly said: "Are you PMC?"

Gao Guang subconsciously looked down at his outfit. It was okay. A long-sleeved quick-drying shirt for sun protection and quick-drying trousers. They were all outdoor wear, not the more eye-catching tactical wear. They only had two straps on the back waist. The pistol and the baggy shirt couldn't be seen at all.

Thinking that Ali was introduced by the driver, Gao Guang was immediately relieved, because the driver must have introduced many people to Ali, and most of them were PMCs.

"Yes, I am pmc."

Ali reached out and touched the stubble on his chin, then spread his hands and said: "I don't know where you are going today, but you are a PMC, but you didn't bring a rifle, and it's just you, so you don't want any unnecessary conflicts to happen. Right?"

"Yeah, of course I don't want to get into a fight with anyone, safety comes first."

Ali nodded and said: "Yes, safety first, then go and change a pair of shoes."

Gao Guang said in shock: "Change shoes? Why do you need to change shoes?"

"Because you are wearing boots that are only worn by mercenaries and PMCs. Lowa, Danner, Asolo, Salomon, these brands of shoes are only worn by you. Your clothes and your boots can be seen at a glance. Come out and you are a pmc."

Shrugging, Ali said seriously: "Baghdad people are very warm and hospitable, but if you are an American PMC, it is different, so if you don't want to be shot from behind, don't If you get into trouble, you'd better change your shoes."

This driver has some skills. Gao Guang immediately said: "Then what shoes should I wear?"

"It's best to wear slippers, but if you find slippers inconvenient for running, then put on a pair of sneakers. If you want to walk around in Baghdad, don't wear hostile shoes. What you wear on your feet are hostile shoes."

"I have a pair of sneakers, wait for me, I'll change them."

Gao Guang ran back upstairs and put on a pair of lightweight mesh running shoes. They were brought for comfort, but now, these shoes have been given more connotations.

After changing his shoes, Ali looked at his high-gloss feet and nodded: "It's okay this time. At least it greatly reduces the probability of being blackmailed. I also have a condition. You just need to tell me your destination and the specific route you will take." I have to have the final say, so just pay if you can.”

Gao Guang took out six hundred dollars and handed it to Ali. Ali took it, counted it, put it in his pocket, and said, "Get in the car, let's go."

After getting in the car, I discovered that the inside of the car was very, very clean, absolutely spotless, which was in sharp contrast to the outside.

But whether the six hundred dollars is worth it, I really can't tell now. However, Gao Guang doesn't want to encounter any danger and let the driver show his extraordinary driving skills to take him away. He hopes that the driver can do it. Avoiding risks in advance makes every trip very peaceful, even to the point of boredom.

After driving for fifteen minutes, we arrived at Musa's cousin's house.

There is a villa on the bank of the Tigris River, a three-story white building. Palm trees can be seen through the high fence, and judging from the distance between the small building and the fence, the yard is also not too small.

The car stopped. Ali looked back at the highlight in the back seat and said, "If the time is short, I will wait here. If the time is long, I will find a place to wait. If you want to leave, call me and I will be there right away." Can come."

Musa whispered: "If we can get in, the time will not be too short. If we can't get in, you can drive us away directly."

After a few hurried explanations, Musa got out of the car. After Gao Guang also got out of the car, he took a deep breath, walked to the door and pressed the doorbell.

Musa felt like he was on the verge of sinking his boat. He stood on one side of the big iron gate, like a warrior about to go to war.

It is actually more difficult to make money than to go to the battlefield, which is understandable to Gao Guang.

There was an electronic access control next to the iron gate. After a while, a somewhat rude tone sounded from the electronic access control's loudspeaker.

"The master is not here, please leave."

One conclusion can be drawn from the conversation. The person in the house knew that Musa was coming, but he did not want to see Musa, so he asked the housekeeper or servant to send Musa away.

Musa was not angry. He said with a serious face: "Tell my uncle that I am here for the reputation of the Balhari family and ask him to see me immediately."

There was no sound from the gate. After five minutes, no one spoke. The big iron door suddenly opened slowly to one side.

After opening the door, Gao Guang could immediately see four people holding rifles inside. Everything looked normal from the outside, but it was heavily guarded inside.

But this is Baghdad, and it would be abnormal to live in a villa without a dozen armed security guards.

Musa said to the high light: "Let's go in."

Behind the door is a stone road with lawns on both sides. There are six cars parked under a pergola on one side of the yard, and there is also a fountain.

This is indeed the behavior of super rich people. Gao Guang felt at ease, and he felt that his investment was about to pay off.

At this time, the door of the villa opened, and a man wearing a black robe and a headscarf stood at the door, looking at Moussa with a complicated expression.

There are many people in Baghdad wearing robes, but not many wearing black robes. The person at the door does not look like a housekeeper or a servant, but rather a ruthless character who kills without blinking an eye, especially the black robe. It adds a lot of pressure to people.

Making a gesture of invitation without saying a word, the man in black robe led Musa and Gao Guang to the living room, and then stood aside. Then two minutes later, a man wearing a loose nightgown with a sleepy face left. Come in.

This newcomer looked somewhat similar to Musa. His face was very ugly. He sat directly on the sofa opposite Musa, stretched out his right hand, and started chattering.

It was in Kurdish, but Gao Guang couldn't understand a word of it, and Musa suddenly seemed a little embarrassed. He looked at Gao Guang, and then started to speak in a gibberish voice.

The two of them became more and more excited as they talked, but Gao Guang could only sit next to Musa and tell what was going on from the expressions of the two people.

Musa suddenly stood up. He was very excited, gesticulating, saying something, and pointing to the highlight from time to time. However, his uncle's face was full of disgust. Although he did not show any obvious hostility, he looked impatient and contemptuous. But it's always on his face.

However, as Musa jabbered, his uncle suddenly changed his expression. First he looked thoughtful, and then he started dancing and shouting loudly.

He didn't know whether the conversation was broken down or the conversation was getting high. Gao Guang couldn't understand and wasn't very sure about what he saw, so he was very, very distressed at the moment.

Suddenly, Musa's uncle opened his arms with excitement and walked towards Musa, and then Musa hugged his uncle, touching each other's faces, saying something quickly and excitedly.

It looks like this is a deal, right?

Musa and his uncle separated. Then Musa's uncle nodded to Gao Guang with an apologetic look, said a few words excitedly, and then left in a hurry.

Only Gao Guang and Moussa were left in the living room. At this time, Moussa said to Gao Guang: "My uncle was very excited. He thought my idea was very, very good. After knowing that you inspired me, he thanked you very much." , now he feels that it is rude to meet us in a nightgown, so he wants to go back and change clothes, um, we will have breakfast here later. "

Gao Guang felt relieved and whispered: "Is your uncle willing to sponsor you?"

"Sponsorship? How can you call it sponsorship if you take money from your own family?"

Musa spread his hands and said very calmly: "My uncle will give me one hundred thousand dollars as pocket money first. He will raise a large amount of funds and give it to me when I need it. By the way, my uncle invited us to live in Here, it is definitely more comfortable and safer than a hotel, but I want to ask for your opinion.”

After finishing speaking, Musa suddenly said with a embarrassed look on his face: "One more question, uh, I don't know your name until now. My cousin asked you your name just now, and I couldn't answer it. Can you please ask me now?" Tell me, what should I call you?"

Gao Guang froze, he thought for a long time, and finally said: "My name is Otto, no, just call me Gao Guang."

"What about your nickname? You must have a nickname. Don't pmcs all have nicknames? Sometimes it's inconvenient to call them names. What's your nickname?"

Here it comes again, the moment of social death has come again.

Highlight's lips trembled slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he finally said: "Mad dog, well, if it's not absolutely necessary, you'd better not call me by my nickname."

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