“Get in the car, Jasper.”
Jasper got on the off-road vehicle, and Julian started the long journey with his small convoy.
The whole journey from Najef to Bashra was more than 200 kilometers, and it usually took about three hours.
“By the way, Where did these people come from?”
“Judging from their skin color, I don’t think they’re from Somerland?” Jasper asked.
Julian knew what Jasper was thinking, and he began to introduce them one by one.
“Jasper, you don’t have to worry. Although these people are not from Somerland, they can be regarded as a group of qualified mercenaries who have passed my assessment. Compared with them, they have been in Qari all year round and they often fight terrorists, so they are more experienced.”
Jasper nodded thoughtfully, and Julian lowered his voice and whispered in his ear.
“Jasper, Mr. McNeal called me. It probably means that he has his own arrangements. I will be responsible for your protection during the daytime, but during critical moments, their people will take action. Maybe it will become a life-saving straw for you and me at critical moments.”
After hearing this, Jasper naturally understood. Sure enough, the fewer people knew, the better.
He felt more at ease and said with a smile, “By the way, since you have adapted to this so quickly, why don’t you find an exotic beauty?”
Jasper raised his eyebrows on purpose.
Julian scratched his head and said, “Jasper, don’t play with me. I’m interested in those things, but there is still someone at home waiting for me to go back.”
Jasper laughed out loud and patted Julian on the shoulder.
As the two chatted, the team got closer and closer to Bashra.
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