"Heidi, aren't you at the air transport base in Pakistan? Why did you come to the Libyan battlefield, have the US ground forces already landed? "I asked several questions in a row, and I was really surprised by her presence.

"I've been away from Afghanistan for almost a year, and I've been on vacation all this time, and my visit to Libya was just an accident, and it has nothing to do with the U.S. Army." Heidi shrugged.

"That's good, I thought NATO's operation started early!" I smiled faintly.

"What about you, it's been a long time since you look more manly, especially the hairstyle, the color is cool!" Heidi pointed to my hair and asked with interest, "Is this the color that's trending this year?" ”

"Maybe!" I sighed, who knows, what kind of pain can make people white-headed overnight, only personal experience will understand, that kind of pain is unwantable, indescribable.

In order not to dwell on this issue, I changed the subject: "You just said that your visit to Libya was an accident, what is going on?" ”

"I have a comrade-in-arms, who became a war correspondent after being wounded and retired, and has been reporting on the latest fighting in Libya, and in an armed conflict a week ago, she disappeared along with two staff members, and I got the news and came to Libya, but their bodies were not found at the scene, and I suspect that they were probably kidnapped." Heidi had a solemn expression.

"Kidnapping? Did the government army do it? "I frowned and asked if the rebels would not be so hostile to the Americans, after all, their goal was to overthrow the Gaddafi regime, but the attitude of the government forces would certainly not be friendly.

"I don't know yet, but I don't think it was like the government army did it, because in the process of the exchange of fire, the government army was repulsed, and they were all busy running for their lives, how could they have time to arrest an American journalist, not to mention that war correspondents are protected by the Geneva Conventions, and the government army should be afraid." Heidi's analysis makes a lot of sense, and I don't think there is any need for the government army to embarrass an American journalist.

"And who else would kidnap your friends?" I asked curiously.

"There are currently four types of armed forces on the battlefield in Libya, government forces, rebels, mercenaries and terrorists, and I think the most likely is mercenaries." Heidi turned her head to look at me, as if asking for my opinion.

"That's right, it's very likely that mercenaries were originally made war money, and it's normal to take advantage of the war to kidnap hostages and ask for ransom! I've seen a lot of this kind of thing, mercenaries work for money, there are few good people, only give money, and it's not strange to do anything. I chuckled.

"You're a mercenary too!" Heidi stared at me and suddenly said in a serious manner.

"That's right, I'm not a good person!" I shrugged my shoulders and looked like I didn't care.

"No, you're not like those mercenaries, I know!" Heidi shook her head earnestly.

"No, you don't know, in the world of war, you're just a child." I smiled faintly, although Heidi participated in the war in Afghanistan, she did not participate in the real battles a few times, and the most fierce one was with us, so she did not really see the cruelty, dirtiness and bloodiness of the war, and the killing there was not worth mentioning compared to Africa.

"So, you've done a lot of bad things, too?" Heidi asked tentatively.

"Probably, otherwise how could there be so much retribution!" I sighed to myself and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Then tell me, what bad things have you done?" Heidi asked expectantly, interested in listening to the story.

"Hehe, maybe I've never done anything good!" I said with a wry smile.

"And what are you doing in Libya?" Heidi seemed to see that my face was different, and she changed the subject.

"Fight!" I twisted the steering wheel, dodged a crater, and said lightly.

"Who are you fighting?" Heidi asked again.

"Whoever gives more money will help whomever he wants!" I replied unabashedly.

"Then you can help me, I'll give you money, is a million dollars enough?" Heidi suddenly tugged at my sleeve with a pleading look.

I glanced at her and chuckled, "I didn't think you're still a rich man, but I'm sorry, I can't help you!" ”

"Why? Didn't you say that whoever gives money will help? Heidi looked unhappy.

"I have a mission on my part, and I can't accept your commission." I had a regretful look on my face.

"Liar, I don't care, you just knocked me out, you have to be responsible for me, I can't find my friend, I'll follow you all the time." Heidi played the scoundrel.

"There's a war zone ahead, believe it or not I'm throwing you down?" I deliberately scared her.

"I promise you won't do that!" Heidi smiled confidently.

"Why?" I asked curiously, this little girl didn't understand what kind of person she was facing, maybe I saved her life on the battlefield in Afghanistan, so she regarded me as a hero with a sense of justice.

"Because you're an assassin, I believe in you, it's as simple as that!" Her answer was a surprise to me, and I really didn't understand what I could trust.

If it is true that as she said, there is still a kindness in my heart, and I am a hero with a sense of justice, then why is there such a cruel retribution on my head, making my life worse than death, and I don't want to live, so it can be seen that I am a cruel demon, wandering the world with sin, waiting for death to come.

Turning a corner, the ruined town of Zawiya could already be seen in front of me, the intersection ahead was brightly lit, three chariots were parked on the side of the road, and barricades were set up on the road, where seven or eight government soldiers in military uniforms stood with AKs.

"What's that?" Heidi didn't remember to ask about our destination until now.

"Zawiye!" I slowly slowed down and drove towards the government soldiers in front of me.

"God, why are you here, don't you know that there is a war going on here?" Heidi asked, complainingly, with a reluctant expression.

"I'm here to fight, miss!" I rolled my eyes helplessly, and the soldiers in front of me held up a sign to stop moving forward, signaling me to pull over.

"These are government troops, what should we do?" The government forces didn't have a good impression of the Americans, and Heidi looked at me pleadingly, looking pitiful.

"Cold salad!" I sneered, took out the Chinese flag from my pocket and put it on my chest, then pushed the door and got out of the car.

"This is a war zone, no traffic!" A government soldier came up with a gun, and when he saw the flag on my chest, his vigilant eyes relaxed.

"I am a staff member of the Chinese Embassy, and I want to go in on official business!" I stepped forward and pulled out a copy of the fake documents that Artemis had forged for me, and I knew that I would use them.

"There's a battle ahead, good luck." After the soldier read the documents, he politely returned them to me, and then waved his hand and motioned for the soldiers behind him to let him go.

(End of chapter)