At seven o'clock in the evening.
Lu Chuan boarded a flight abroad, this time without a zombie bodyguard.
At present, the most powerful one under Lu Chuan is the tyrant, but in modern times, none of them is lower than two meters. The height of more than two meters, no matter where it is placed, will be eye-catching.
On this trip, Lu Chuan only wants to keep a low profile, not to make it public.
There is no way, who let themselves now get into trouble with western countries, and still a few at a time, or low-key point. Otherwise, it's not good to be invited to tea.
In this way, it is unrealistic to take a tyrant as a bodyguard.
Like tension, it's just a second level angry person. It's ordinary and ordinary. But don't forget that Lu Chuan himself is now a fourth level gene enhancer, far from being comparable in tension.
What really happened, flash to the end of the world, and then bring a bunch of tyrants out, for Lu Chuan, that is millions of things.
Lu Chuan's position is the first class cabin by the window. After sitting down, he picked up a magazine.
"The biggest terrorist organization: helmet mounted mercenaries."
The magazine in my hand is such a title.
Nowadays, magazines are not as good as before. In addition to some public places, there are few private subscribers. For example, on the flight, there are still some prepared, both at home and abroad. After all, this is an international flight, and it can't be all Chinese magazines and newspapers.
The one that Lu Chuan took casually was a domestic magazine, but most of them were translated from foreign magazines.
Seeing about helmet mounted mercenaries, Lu Chuan became interested.
To be honest, my boss is really negligent sometimes. I don't know much about helmet mercenaries. For a long time, I always feel that helmet mounted mercenaries can make money for themselves, which is more like a tool.
People have feelings, even if the zombie is just an inanimate monster, but it obeys its orders, works and makes money for itself. How can it be regarded as a dead thing?
Once you unlock their expressions, what's the difference between them and real people?
Lu Chuan looked through it for a few times and listed the helmet mounted mercenaries. The appearance of these mercenaries in Sudan has been amazing, especially in Syria. It is defined as a terrorist organization, mainly because it stabbed the chrysanthemum of the US side, and will naturally be blacklisted.
This is also the consistent means of the US side. As long as those who oppose them are directly defined as terrorist organizations, they can send troops to attack them.
This method is called learning from others.
"Ah..."
Lu Chuan sneers. It seems that the US side is really angry. The first step for them to deal with is to put on their hats first, and then throw missiles when they have the righteousness. Let the plane fly for a few circles and throw bombs or something.
Anyone who knows this is the US side's eye on helmet mounted mercenaries.
Close the magazine, Lu Chuan closed his eyes and leaned on the chair.
One after another, there were people boarding on the flight. Then, in the air hostess's broadcast, the plane started and slowly drove to the runway, leaving the ground in acceleration.
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Arrive in Berlin, Germany, then transfer to Beirut, Lebanon.
Lebanon is next to Syria. If you want to enter Syria, crossing the border from Lebanon is the best way. Lebanon's national strength is not strong, and its border is like a sieve, which is similar to entering and leaving without fortification.
The reason for the time difference was that it was daytime when we arrived in Berlin.
After a turnaround, when Luchuan appeared in Beirut, it was night again.
Beirut, as the capital of Lebanon, is also one of the most popular tourist cities in the world. When Lu Chuan arrived here, he would not arouse suspicion at all. He would only regard him as a tourist.
After leaving the airport, he made a phone call, and soon a local took Lu Chuan to an off-road vehicle waiting outside the airport.
The driver was a bearded driver with sharp eyes. When he saw Lu Chuan, he said nothing but pointed to the vice seat. After Lu Chuan got on the bus, he immediately drove.
On the last row, there is plenty of water and food.
All the way out of the city, into the highway, and then all the way west.
Take a flight and so on, will leave the record, only uses the automobile way, nothing will leave. Although it is a little slow, but the victory is in secret, you can arrive at the destination quietly.
All the way, when it is about to dawn, it is already to the border.
The SUV stopped in the barren mountains. After making a few secret signals, some light came on in the dark. After taking over, the driver pointed to the opposite side.
Lu Chuan got out of the car, and out of the darkness came five people in local clothes. They put on their headdresses and spelled out Lu Chuan's name in English.
"Beyond here, you will enter Syria."
"Keep up with us."
After a simple communication, start immediately.
It is impossible to find a way forward in the dark if it is not for people who are very familiar with it. It's very desolate here. There are some cliffs in the mountains, and only the paths dug by the local people pass through.Syria can't control such cross-border affairs now, while Lebanon, with one eye open and one eye closed, naturally wants to cross the border. It's very simple.
Of course, the simple premise is that you have money.
This channel, or Yiran hit a dollar, to get through, ordinary people do not need to expect.
After Lu Chuan's fourth level gene was strengthened, his eyesight naturally could not be said. In this dark, it was not a problem at all. He walked more steadily than them.
All the way, though dangerous, was nothing.
It took about three hours to cross the border. By the time it was in Syria, it was already daylight, and a ray of light came out and shone on the earth.
In Lu Chuan's eyes, it is a boundless desert land, full of wind and sand.
In Lu Chuan's opinion, apart from oil, this is definitely a place where birds can't shit. It is a crime for huaibi to live here for generations, but because of the oil under their feet, their home is not like their home, and their country is not like their country.
These five people brought Lu Chuan here. Lu Chuan took out a bundle of US dollars from his pocket and threw it to them.
When they get the money, they turn around and leave.
Lu Chuan took out the satellite phone and called a number. Soon after, he saw the yellow sand in the distance and three off-road vehicles appeared. It turned out to be a pure Toyota overlord.
When the cross-country vehicle stopped, seven men with weapons in their hands jumped down. They were wearing camouflage clothes and exuded a strong breath. They were elite at a glance.
In this war-torn country, to be able to live is itself elite.
A rugged tall man jumped down. He looked at Lu Chuan with curiosity in his eyes. It's hard to understand how an Asian, who spent a lot of money, went to this war-torn place alone.
Under the blockade of the western countries represented by the United States, it is no more difficult to enter Syria than to escape from Syria. It is really impossible to enter Syria without spending more than 100000 US dollars.
But with these hundred thousand dollars, who will come here and risk his life?
“Eddie?”
The man asked, with Eagle like eyes.
Eddie is an English name that Yi Ran took to facilitate the connection, meaning Eddie.
Lu Chuan nodded, but he was alert. The breath of these people means that they have been infected with human life. It's not surprising to think that in this war-torn land, who has not killed people?
"My name is Marion. Get in the car. Let's get out of here first." Marion did.
After getting on the first one, Marion and they didn't stay here any more, but left here early in the morning.
This is the border. There will be fighters patrolling. If you attract attention, you don't know how to die. The US side has been blocking the border here. They are full of morality, but they are more ruthless than they are in killing people.
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This is a small town on the border. At present, it does not belong to any party. It can be said that it is a neutral organization.
In Syria, each organization has a lot of forces. If someone has a gun in his hand, he can dominate the side. Here they are, that is, order and law.
This is the same organization that Iran is looking for.
This small town used to be controlled by the government, which is why Iran wanted to find them.
From a distance, you can see this small town in a desolate place. The war also patronized here, many buildings have become ruins, but on the whole, it is not very bad.
At the entrance to the town, there are armed forces stationed, consisting of several pickup trucks. Machine guns are placed behind the pickup trucks. The muzzle of the guns is aimed at the small motorcade that appears.
Marion, in the second seat, has no expression.
The vehicle approached, the opposite recognized their own people, waved to indicate that you can enter.
In such a land of war and chaos, Lu Chuan is the real first time to go deep. When Sudan was in the middle of the night, he didn't see what it was when he came out of Sudan.
Lu Chuan has no intuitive understanding of the night attack and withdrawal during the day.
But now, it is so true to see this kind of war-torn country. There should have been some holes in the building that were shot by blood.
Entering the town, there are many abandoned vehicles on both sides.
Here, there are few civilians, almost all with guns in their hands. They are young and old, and they are not lack of women. Some 13-year-old or 4-year-old boys, however, carry AK47, their faces are sophisticated and their eyes are cold. They are obviously soldiers who have seen blood.
In addition to teenagers, some people in their 50s and 60s are armed with guns. They don't need to charge. They can still gather a head. They don't have to pay attention to too much physical strength to kill people with guns.
In the small town, Lu Chuan can see the existence of anti-aircraft guns and even several tanks.
There are not a few people carrying RPG.From this point, all show that this is an elite organization with heavy firepower.
"Eddie, you can eat here first."
The motorcade stopped at the front of a house, and Marion jumped down with a smile on his face, but in his eyes, there was a flash of light, a sharp look, a smile.
Lu Chuan laughs bitterly. He gets out of the car and looks at this place. There are soldiers belonging to this organization. Some of them are on sentry duty, some are sitting together eating and drinking, some are laughing and scolding.
The soldiers here alone are more than 100.
Here, Lu Chuan already knew the other party's intention.
"Let's go!"
Lu Chuan didn't answer, but a strong soldier behind him suddenly pushed him and said aloud. Not only that, the muzzle of the gun also pointed to Lu Chuan.
Now, it seems that Lu Chuan's script has not been followed, and he has been betrayed and become a meat stamp.
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