Chapter 165 Adding Money

The lunch was very sumptuous, slightly worse than at Salah’s house, but still very sumptuous and still tasted good.

I wiped my gun first and had a good sleep at noon. The temperature outside was more than 40 degrees and it was only 22 degrees in the room. The air conditioners in this hotel are all industrial grade, because in the high temperature of Baghdad, ordinary household air conditioners are too cold. It's of no use, it's always thermally protected.

After Moussa suddenly became rich, Gao Guang's living standard suddenly improved a lot. So far, life in Baghdad really feels like a vacation.

At about four o'clock, Musa knocked on the door.

"Mr. Gao, can we go out now?"

Musa likes to ask for permission first when doing anything. To say asking for permission may be a bit exaggerated, but no matter what he does, he must first get Gao Guang's consent.

"Okay, shall we set off now? Where are we going? Is it dangerous? Do we need to bring a gun?"

Those who have stayed in Baghdad for a long time generally recommend that guns should not be left behind, and at least two guns should be kept in the car. Even one gun is not enough. But the problem is that those who can give high-light suggestions are basically PM, that is, when they go out. If you go to fight, you have to perform some mission.

As for Gao Guang, he is just wandering around with Moussa and basically can't use his gun, so he asked this question.

But before Moussa could answer, Gao Guang felt that he was a little distracted. Regardless of what Moussa was doing, how could he go out in Baghdad without carrying a gun? The too comfortable life lowered his vigilance and made him lose his temper. professional sensitivity.

"I'd better bring my gun. Wait for me. I'll pack my things and go out."

What are you packing? Of course it’s a gun.

Salah gave a big bag with four AKMs and two boxes of bullets.

The gun is a product from the early 1980s, produced by the Izhevsk Arsenal. It is considered a new gun in stock. The butter has just been boiled and wiped off, but it was a bit hasty to wipe it. Some places were not particularly clean, and it was still wet to the touch. It was a bit sticky, so I wiped the highlighter carefully. Although it was a bit troublesome, I could guarantee that it was a brand new gun.

The bullets were produced in the 1990s. They are Chinese goods. They are brand new and unopened. There are 1,200 rounds of bullets in a box, and there are two iron boxes inside, with 600 rounds in each box.

There are also twenty magazines, packed in a pile of ten, brand new, but this magazine is from Romania...

This magazine is sometimes more precious than a gun. Brand-new magazines are rare goods. Brand-new and good-quality magazines are hard currency at all times.

Gao Guang blamed himself for not filling the empty magazine with bullets in his spare time. Now that he was going out, he couldn't rush to reload the bullets temporarily.

I have fallen and slacked off. I can’t do this again in the future.

Gao Guang opened the bullet box, unpacked the magazine, and stuffed bullets inside one by one. He felt that this person really couldn't be too idle, otherwise he might be in trouble that day because of his slack attitude.

While Gao Guang was struggling to load the magazine, Moussa came. He looked at Gao Guang loading bullets, took a magazine without saying a word, took a bunch of bullets, and started to help load.

Pressing bullets into the magazine, his hand hurt from loading too many bullets. Musa filled a magazine and suddenly said: "Why don't you let the waiter load the bullets?"

Gao Guang said in shock: "This is a gun. Load bullets. Can you ask the waiter to help?"

"Do you have any concerns, like you think the waiter's bullets are not good, or something like that?"

"Well, I think..."

What do you think? Do you think guns can't be seen by others? But this is Baghdad. Maybe all the waiters here have guns.

Gao Guang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "At least I have to watch them reloading with my own eyes, otherwise I won't worry."

Musa nodded, walked over, grabbed the phone, and said: "Ask the waiter to come over and help load the bullets. We are in a hurry to go out. We still have a dozen magazines to load. It is best to have more people."

The phone was hung up. Musa's bluntness made Gao Guang feel guilty, but within two minutes at most, the manager came up with six people.

There were six waiters, but they were also six big men with beards, and none of them even looked pretty.

Moussa sat on the sofa, pointing to the bullets and magazines spread out on the carpet and said: "That's all, load them all."

The manager bowed slightly and then said: "Okay, what kind of magazine is this? Is it of good quality? Do you want a magazine with twenty-five rounds to avoid jamming over time?"

While talking, the manager picked up an empty magazine, but after looking at it, he suddenly said: "This is a new magazine from Romania. The spring... is very strong, no problem. It will not supply even if it is filled with thirty rounds." It doesn’t play smoothly.”

Are they all so professional? Gao Guang waved his hand and said: "Well, they are all filled with thirty rounds. By the way, open the other wooden box, open this iron can, take apart the bullets, and find me a strong bag to put them in."

Gao Guang entered the state quite quickly, and then six people helped load the bullets. It only took about five minutes. The magazine was full, and the bullets in the box were dismantled so that Gao Guang could not do it himself. Then the manager went to find a sturdy leather bag, that is, a cowhide bag. kind, and loaded more than 600 scattered bullets into it.

Bullets are very heavy, and twenty full magazines are even heavier.

The manager said respectfully: "Our hotel is very safe, and we have four gun-wielding security guards, but if the VIPs like to put guns in the room, then put one in each room with three magazines, two Is it okay to put the gun in the car and the remaining magazines and loose bullets in the car?”

This service is so considerate.

Gao Guang was not used to weapons leaving his sight, but he had to carry two pistols and an HK416, so it was difficult to hold two more AKs and a bunch of bullets, so he gave up his principles again.

Gao Guang and Moussa walked in front, and several people behind them took them to the car with guns and bullets.

Put an AK in the compartment as a backup, put an AK in the trunk as a backup, and put most of the magazines and loose bullets in the trunk.

When Ali watched the hotel waiter do all this, he didn't say anything. He didn't seem to think it was strange at all that Gao Guang filled his car with guns and bullets.

From frugality to luxury, this statement is indeed true.

"where are we going."

As usual, Ali got in the car and asked where he was going. Musa casually said a name, but after thinking for a moment, Ali suddenly said: "It's not very safe somewhere. It seems that there are people from Aisi moving there recently." ”

Since the rise of AIS, Iraq has suffered a lot, but now AIS is no longer a phenomenon in Iraq. Last year, in 2017, Iraq announced the end of the war against AIS.

So the word "Ais" came out of Ali's mouth. Gao Guang still felt it was strange. He was very curious and asked: "Are the Ais activities rampant again now?"

Ali said with a serious face: "No, Ace can only operate underground, but there are some people coming to the place where you are going, it seems that they belong to Ace, they may want to cause trouble, and they like the most Attacked with fake bombs.”

"You are a driver, how do you know this?"

Ali shrugged, spread his hands and pouted, and after a series of body language that Baghdad people used to do, he said confidently: "It is precisely because you are a driver and you need to travel around that you need to know more. We are very well-informed and we will be there wherever there is danger." It’s better to know in advance. I have been driving in Baghdad for so many years and encountered countless suicide attacks, but I can survive until now because I am careful enough.”

After finishing speaking, Ali said seriously: "We have to avoid crowded routes, so it will take a little longer."

Gao Guang immediately said: "Okay, let's go now."

Although Ali is a bit verbose, safety comes first, and some verbosity is acceptable.

When you take Ali's car, you will feel like you are going around in circles. The road ahead is obviously very wide and there are not many cars, but Ali will suddenly turn a corner and change to another road in the same direction. If you go like this, you will have to go around. A lot of road.

"Let me ask, why did you change roads just now?"

Don't question Ali's choice, but Gao Guang must ask for the reason, because Ali's choice is intelligence and the value of the living map. If you don't pay attention to the details and learn every detail, you will have no chance of becoming an old bird and you will die.

"The road just now was a bit dangerous. It was the territory that Ibrahim and the Samar gang were fighting for. They would fight at any time and shoot every day. One person just died yesterday. They will definitely retaliate against each other today. About Saturday. We will fight between 1:00 and 7:00. It’s still early, but there’s no need to take risks, right?”

"Why does the fight start at six or seven?"

"The sun won't be that strong at that time, and it will be difficult to fight when it gets dark later in the evening."

"It's a gang war, right? No one cares about it?"

Ali spread his hands, and then he said calmly: "Ibrahim and Samar, they are both members of the government, there is no point in letting them take care of themselves."

At this moment, Ali suddenly stepped on the brakes, which was a bit harsh. The speed of the car dropped sharply, and all three people leaned forward suddenly.

Musa was slightly annoyed and said: "What are you doing!"

There was no car in front of me and no car behind me, so I didn’t know why I had to brake suddenly.

Ali slowed down the car but did not stop completely. He hit the steering wheel and turned around on the two-lane road. Then while making the U-turn, the front of the car slightly rubbed against a shelf on the roadside and pushed a shelf with a large pancake on it. It was knocked over by someone else, and the cake fell all over the floor.

The stall owner immediately cursed and tried to stop Ali's car, but after Ali completed the U-turn, he kicked the accelerator and jumped forward, leaving the stall owner screaming.

Ali said with a serious face: "I feel bad. We can't go on this road. The black tea shop is not open. He must have got some news. Maybe he wants to move to this street and take a detour. A detour is necessary!”

Is it necessary to be so nervous? Before Gao Guang could say anything, Moussa said angrily: "Do you need to be so careful? Are you..."

The sound of a gunshot was clearly heard in the car, and then there was a bang behind him, but it was far away, and then a series of gunshots rang out.

Musa was dumbfounded, Gao Guang was convinced, and only Ali speeded up the car with a thankful look on his face.

Musa said in astonishment: "Aren't you... so amazing!"

Ali whispered: "Sorry, this should not happen, but it is inevitable. We cannot leave this area. The scope of the war between Ibrahim and the Samar faction has expanded, and we have to make a big circle."

Gao Guang said without hesitation: "Listen to you!"

Musa said without hesitation: "More money, I will give you more money!"