Seven o'clock in the evening.

Lu Chuan boarded a flight abroad, this time without a zombie bodyguard.

At present, the strongest under Lu Chuan is the tyrant, but the size of the tyrant, in modern times, none of them is below the two-meter level. With a height of more than two meters, it will be eye-catching no matter where you put it.

On this trip, Lu Chuan just wanted to be low-key, not public.

There is no way, who makes himself provoke Western countries now, and he still provokes a few at a time, it is better to keep a low profile. Otherwise, it won't be good to be invited to tea.

In this way, it is unrealistic to take a tyrant as a bodyguard.

Like tension, it is only a second-level angry person, it is ordinary and ordinary, but don't forget that Lu Chuan himself is now a fourth-level genetic enhancement, which is far from being comparable to tension.

If you really encounter something, you will dodge to the end of the world, and then bring a string of tyrants out, for Lu Chuan, it will be a matter of millions.

Lu Chuan's position was in the first-class window, and after sitting down, he picked up a magazine casually.

"The Biggest Terrorist Organization: Helmet Mercenaries."

The magazine in my hand caught my eye with such a headline.

Nowadays, magazines are not as good as before, except for some public places that need some, there are hardly many private people who subscribe to them. Like on the flight, there are still some prepared, both domestic and foreign, after all, this is an international flight, it is impossible to be all Chinese magazines and newspapers.

The copy that Lu Chuan took in his hand was a domestic magazine, but most of the internal magazines were translated from foreign magazines.

Seeing the helmet mercenary, Lu Chuan became interested.

To be honest, as a boss, sometimes he is really derelict in his duties, and he doesn't know much about helmet mercenaries. After a long time, I always feel that the helmet mercenaries can make money for themselves, and it is more like a tool.

People have feelings, even if the zombie is just an inanimate monster, but it obeys its own orders, works for itself, and makes money, how can it be regarded as a dead thing?

Once you unlock their emotes, how do they differ from real people?

Lu Chuan flipped through it a few times, and it listed that the helmet mercenaries had a stunning performance when they appeared in Sudan, and they were even more brilliant in Syria. It is defined as a terrorist organization, mainly because it stabbed the chrysanthemum of the US side, and it will naturally be blacklisted.

This is also the consistent method of the US side, as long as it opposes them, it is directly defined as a terrorist organization, and it can send troops to attack it.

This method is famous for the teacher.

"Heh......"

Lu Chuan sneered, it seems that the United States is really angry, who they want to deal with, the first step must be to deduct the hat first, and then after there is a great righteousness, then throw missiles, let the plane go out to fly a few times, throw bombs or something.

Anyone who understands knows that this is the US side targeting the helmet mercenaries.

Closing the magazine, Lu Chuan closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

One after another, there were people boarding the plane on the flight, and then in the broadcast of the flight attendant, the plane started, slowly drove onto the runway, and got off the ground in the acceleration.

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Arrive in Berlin, Germany, and transfer to the Lebanese city of Beirut.

Lebanon is next to Syria, and if you want to enter Syria, the best way to cross the border is through Lebanon. Lebanon's national strength is not strong, and the border is like a sieve, and entry and exit are almost the same as being undefended.

The reason for the jet lag, when arriving in Berlin, it was daytime.

After a turnaround, when Lu Chuan appeared in Beirut City, it was nightfall again.

Beirut, the capital of Lebanon, is also one of the most popular tourist cities in the world. When Lu Chuan came here, he would not arouse suspicion at all, he would only treat him as a tourist.

After leaving the airport, I made a phone call, and soon a local took Lu Chuan to an off-road vehicle waiting outside the airport.

The driver who drove the car was a bearded man, his eyes were sharp, and when he saw Lu Chuan, he didn't say a word, just pointed to the passenger seat. After Lu Chuan got in the car, he immediately drove.

On the back row, plenty of water and food are prepared.

Leaving the city, onto the highway, and speeding west.

Flights and so on, will leave a record, except in the way of a car, nothing will be left. Although it is a little slower, it is better to be secret, and you can reach your destination without sound.

Speeding all the way, by the time it was almost dawn, it was already at the border.

The buggy stopped in the middle of a barren mountain, and after a few coded signals, some light came on in the darkness. After picking up his head, the driver pointed to the opposite side.

Lu Chuan got out of the car, and five people wearing local clothes came out in the dark, they were veiled, and after spelling Lu Chuan's name in English, they were considered to be connected.

"If you go beyond here, you will enter the territory of Syria."

"Follow us."

After a simple communication, set off immediately.

Moving forward in the dark, it is impossible to find the way if you are not very familiar with this place. It's very desolate, with cliffs and cliffs between them, and only a few trails carved out by the locals to get through.

Syria can't control anything like this crossing the border now, and Lebanon is turning a blind eye to it, so it naturally wants to smuggle people, which is very simple.

Of course, the simple premise is that you have money.

This channel was opened only after Yiran smashed a sum of dollars, and ordinary people don't have to count on it.

After Lu Chuan's fourth-level gene enhancement, his eyesight naturally didn't have to be said, in this darkness, it was not a problem at all, and he walked more steadily than them all the way.

The journey along the way, although it is dangerous, is nothing.

It took about three hours to cross the border. By the time we arrived in Syria, it was already dawn, and a ray of light spit 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 don't. People have lived here for generations, but because of the oil under their feet, their home is not like home, and the country is not like a country, which is really guilty.

The five people brought Lu Chuan here, and Lu Chuan took out a bundle of dollars from his pocket and threw it to them.

With the money, they turned around and left.

Lu Chuan took out a satellite phone and dialed a number, and soon after, he saw yellow sand in the distance, and three off-road vehicles appeared, all of which turned out to be Toyota's domineering.

When the off-road vehicle stopped, seven men with weapons in their hands jumped out of it, they were wearing camouflage uniforms, exuding a fierce aura all over their bodies, and they looked like elites.

In this war-torn country, being able to live is an elite in itself.

A rugged and tall man jumped down, and he stared at Lu Chuan a few times with curiosity in his eyes. An Asian, who spends a lot of money, is alone in this war-torn place, no matter how he thinks about it, people can't figure it out.

Under the blockade of Western countries represented by the United States, it is no more difficult to enter Syria than to flee Syria.

But with these hundreds of thousands of dollars, who would come here and risk their lives to come here?

“Eddie？”

The man's eyes were as sharp as eagles, and he asked.

Eddie is an English name taken by Yiran for the convenience of the joint, which means Eddie.

Lu Chuan nodded, but he was vigilant. The aura exuded by these people all means that they have been infected with human life. It's not surprising to think about it, in this war-torn place, who hasn't killed someone?

"My name is Marion, get in the car, let's get out of here first." Marion shook his head.

After getting into the first car, Marion and the others did not stay here for long, but took advantage of the fact that it was early in the morning and left here.

This is the border, there will be warplanes patrolling, if it attracts attention, you don't know how to die. The United States has always been blocking the border here, and they are full of morality, but they are even more ruthless than they are when they kill people.

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It's a small town on the border, and it doesn't currently belong to any of the parties, so to speak, as a neutral organization.

In Syria, there are many organizations and forces, and if someone has a gun in his hand, he can dominate one side, and they are here, which is order and law.

What Yi Ran found was this same organization.

This town used to be not far away, and it belonged to the area controlled by the government, which is why Yiran wanted to find them.

In the distance, you can see this small town in a desolate place. Many of the buildings were in ruins, but on the whole, they were not very bad.

The entrance to the town is manned by armed forces, consisting of several pickup trucks, behind which machine guns are placed, and the muzzles are pointed at the small convoy that appears.

Marion, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was expressionless.

The vehicle approached, recognized his person on the other side, waved his hand, and signaled that he could enter.

In a war-torn place like this, Lu Chuan is really going deep for the first time. When he was in Sudan, Lu Chuan's first stop was Port Sudan, which had not been subjected to war, so naturally he couldn't see anything, and then he ran all the way in the dark and couldn't see anything.

Attacked at night and withdrew during the day, Lu Chuan didn't have any intuitive understanding.

But now, it is a country that has seen this kind of war so vividly. In a town like this, bullet holes can be seen everywhere in the building, which should have been caused by the strafing of guns, and in some places there are blood stains that have turned brown.

Entering the town, there are quite a few scrapped vehicles on both sides.

Here, civilians are rarely seen, almost all of them are people with guns in their hands, they are both young and old, and there is not even a shortage of women. Some thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys were carrying AK47s, with sophisticated faces and cold eyes, obviously soldiers who had seen blood.

In addition to teenagers, some people in their fifties and sixties also carry guns, they do not need to charge, they can still make heads, and they do not need to pay too much physical attention to killing people with guns.

In the town, Lu Chuan can still see the presence of anti-aircraft guns, and even several tanks.

There are not a few people carrying RPGs.

From this point, it all shows that this is an elite organization with heavy firepower.

"Eddie, you can dine here first."

When the convoy came to a halt in front of a house, Marion jumped down with a smile on his face, but in his eyes, there was a gleam of light, with a fierce color, as if he was not smiling.

Lu Chuan smiled bitterly, he got out of the car, and looked here, it was a soldier's nest at all, and you could see soldiers belonging to this organization everywhere, some of them were sentry, some were sitting together eating and drinking, and some were laughing and scolding.

The soldiers here alone are more than a hundred people.

By this point, Lu Chuan had already known the other party's intentions.

"Let's go!"

Lu Chuan hadn't answered yet, but a strong soldier behind Lu Chuan pushed Lu Chuan violently and said loudly. Not only that, but the muzzle of the gun was also pointed at Lu Chuan.

The current situation seems to be no longer walking according to Lu Chuan's script, and he has been treacherous and has become a meat ticket.