Taber was an Iraqi. When the war broke out, he had just entered his sophomore year. After the war began, his life completely changed. Originally, Iraqi education and medical care were free. It can be said that Iraqis were destined not to worry about hunger and illness from birth. However, they were influenced by Western democratic ideas and felt that Saddam was a dictator. So when the US military entered Iraq, they supported it. But a few years later, when Iraq was defeated into ruins and all the previous benefits disappeared, they suddenly woke up and regretted it.

Under Saddam's dictatorship, their lives are free of medical care and education, social stability, and people's living and working in peace and contentment.

In Iraq under Western democracy, hunger, cold, death, life has been backward for decades, and everyone is struggling with how to survive. As for education, medical care and other social welfare, it is already a dream for them. Being able to live is the greatest luxury. When I once had it, I was so unreserved. Only after I lost it realized that the so-called freedom and democracy is a demon in human skin. It opened the Pandora's box and left the disaster in Iraq. A large amount of low-priced oil entered the United States, supporting the luxurious life of the American people.

Taber's family died in the war, and he was the only one left. In order to survive, he joined an organization in the Middle East. Although he was brainwashed every day, when he was late at night, when he thought of his dead family, Iraq in the ruins, and Iraq that was prosperous and stable before the war, he would quietly cry.

For more than ten years, Taber appeared to be a fanatical supporter of the organization, but as a person who had been educated, he still maintained a hint of clarity in his heart. He often dreamed of escaping all this, living an ordinary life in a stable place, and then getting married and having children, like a normal person.

But he was unable to escape, and even if he escaped, he could not live, because now he would not do anything except killing people, unless there was a large amount of money that could support his living expenses for the rest of his life.

After more than a dozen people in the organization, Taber is already a middle-level cadre. This time he followed Abraham to Africa. He was thinking about getting some diamonds. He was almost forty years old and should have plans for the future. He wanted to get married and have children, have his own descendants, and escape from the organization. All of this requires money.

Unfortunately, after coming to Liberty City, he realized that his ideas were too simple. Diamonds were not that easy to deal with, and money was even worse. So he found a reason that day and came to the Mercenary Bar alone. Now only this bar is still open, and all other bars are closed.

Sitting in the corner, Taber slowly drank wine, thinking about his own affairs, but suddenly the discussion of several people next to him caught his attention.

"Have you heard it? Someone paid a million dollars to buy Abraham's location. Tsk, that's one million. If I knew, I would sell it immediately. I took the money and left this ghost place immediately, and found a quiet small country in Europe, and lived a peaceful life, and no longer had to work hard."

"You dream, Stanford, Abraham, I only know the name, but I have never seen a real person before. That's a big man. I bet that there are no more than five people in Liberty City who are hiding there."

"If everyone knows it's not worth a million dollars."

...

"One million dollars?" Taber muttered in his heart, a little moved. He silently calculated that if there were some left, one thousand dollars a month would be only ten thousand dollars a year. In addition to the cost of a house and a car, by the way, he also had to buy medical insurance. One million dollars might allow him to live a carefree life for two or thirty years.

"If you get married and have children, the time will be shortened, but in general, ten years should be able to support it." Taber thought in his heart, but in the end he didn't go over and ask clearly, but quietly left the bar after drinking.

Abraham is the second-person in the organization and the God of Wealth in the group. He is very cunning and cruel. Once an accident occurs, the organization will never let the betrayal. So although Taber is a little moved, his huge fear makes him dare not take action.

...

Wang Hao gave Liu Jianshe a million dollars he received from Alice. Unfortunately, the news has been spread for three days and there is still no gain. He is getting more and more anxious and wants to turn Liberty City to the bottom. Unfortunately, the situation here is not varied by his will. The ** army and the rebels are fighting on a small scale every day, and neither side can do anything to each other.

The anxious Wang Hao carried Liu Jianshe on his back and wanted to go to the rebel-controlled area to find Abraham, but when he passed through the middle, he was shot by the other party's rebellion and almost broke his arm. Fortunately, he was injured through the penetration and the bullet penetrated. At the critical moment, thanks to Ning Yong carrying him back, otherwise he would have died at that time.

After Liu Jianshe learned about this, he only persuaded him a few words, while Ouyang Rujing looked angry: "Wang Hao, before you take the risk, please think about yourself as a father..." Bar, Ouyang Rujing said a lot, and the two of them had known each other for so long, this time it was the time she talked the most.

Wang Hao didn't say a word. Only he knew how uncomfortable and tormented he felt. Li Jie was just a name to others. Even if he died, he would just sigh at most. For him, it was heart, liver, and lungs. If an accident really happened, it would be equivalent to cutting off his heart, liver and lungs. This pain was indescribable.

"Li Jie, you must not have something wrong." He asked all the gods he knew, hoping to bless Li Jie to turn danger into safety and turn misfortune into good fortune.

After being scolded by Ouyang Rujing, Wang Hao silently walked to the balcony and asked Liu Jianshe for a cigarette and lit it. Since he lost his memory, he has stopped smoking, but now he really wants to smoke.

I haven't shaved for a long time. He has a beard and his hair is like a bird's nest. His brows are frowning, his expression is tired, he smokes silently, and endures his inner suffering and pain desperately.

"Wang Hao, no matter how anxious you are, it's useless. You can only have the opportunity to meet the person you want to meet again." Liu Jianshe glanced at Wang Hao and said.

Wang Hao didn't say anything, he knew the truth, but when he really encountered something in person, the words of comfort seemed too light, and only he knew the heart-wrenching pain.

"Maybe you should practice marksmanship. I can teach you that it is the best training ground now. If you can get out of this war, you can't say that you can live in Africa with a gun, but at least you have the ability to defend yourself." Liu Jianshe said: "Street battles have always been the cruelest battle!"

Wang Hao still didn't say anything while smoking, neither objecting nor agreeing.

"You need to find something to do. Practicing marksmanship will be beneficial to you. If you meet Li Jie one day, if you have good marksmanship and rich combat experience, will you have more opportunities to rescue her? Staying in the house for a day is waiting, and going out for a day is waiting, what do you think?" Liu Jianshe suggested again.

"It is only by luck to find Abraham." He added a few seconds later.

After Wang Hao finished smoking the cigarette, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it with his feet, then nodded and said, "Well, I'll practice a gun!"
Chapter completed!