Ten soldiers gathered together, separated in groups of three or three, some were reading books, some were taking a nap, and some chatted and ate. Two young UAEians stood by the window, staring at the boundless sand and dust outside the window, and their eyes could not be seen at all.

How far away?

"Hey, Abdullah, our two years of military service will be over in another month. Are you planning to do it?" said a soldier from Abu Dhabi, one of the two young men, Abdullah.

"My life plan was established at the moment of my birth. After the military service, I married my girlfriend and entered the family oil industry." Abdullah said, "Where are you, Bashar?"

"Oh, your life is a tragedy. We are only twenty-two years old, and it is never a wise choice to enter the palace of marriage and contact the family industry so early. After the military service, I will spend two years traveling around the world from Antarctica.

Go to the Arctic, from Europe to America. If Russia's 'lunar tourism' project can be implemented, I would be very happy to take a look on the moon. In this way, my life will be worth it." said the young young man from Bashar.

Abdullah and Bashar are both rich second generations, and they serve in the same group, and have a good relationship. Abdullah's family is a petroleum dig, while Bashar's family builds houses, both listed companies, and scale

Very spectacular.

"Tsk!" Abdullah said disdainfully, "I'm still traveling around the world. I think you're so idle that you're looking for pain."

"Your sister! You don't make plans for each other." Bashar said, and suddenly he turned his mind and whispered in Abdullah's ear: "Brother, I'm just a cover for traveling around the world. I'll play all over the world.

Women around the world are the main business. Abdullah, if you are interested, I can be considered one of you. After all, it is better to have fun alone than to have fun."

"You are so stupid! In our Greater Dubai, there are no girls from any country, and I have seen them even the Inuit Arctic and the Cannibal Girls in Africa." Abdullah.

"You are the fool, you are always among the people, and compared with beauties in big cities, I prefer those beauties in the folk who are purely natural and not defiled by society." Bashar.

...

Just as the two rich second-generations were quarreling, the first sand wall hit, the wind swept away the clouds, and with the momentum of destroying the world, the whole world became completely dark.

Looking at the sand wall that was attacking, Abdullah was stunned.

"Oh my God, I hate sandstorms." Abdullah said with a frown.

"Haha, don't you think the scenery is spectacular? I like the desert and sandstorms very much. Every time this moment, I have the urge to embrace nature. If I weren't in the military service, I would definitely drive my power

There is a race between the air sports cars and the dust storm." Bashar said with a smile.

"If you want to embrace nature, I can open the door and you get out," said Abdullah.

"I don't think Captain Daoud would let you do that," Bashar smiled.

As soon as Bashar finished speaking, an Arab man in his thirties came over with a submachine gun in his hand. This person was no one else, but Captain Dawude, who was mentioned by Bashar, and he was very tough.

The Arab man is 1.9 meters tall and has muscle lumps.

"Bashar, if I heard it right now, you said you wanted to have a race against the sandstorm." Dawud smiled evilly. This was a bad rhythm. Captain Dawud said as he put the

The submachine gun was thrown to Bashar and continued, "Now, go outside and see if there is a guest, put it down on the spot."

All the soldiers in the house laughed loudly, not the kind of laughter that was joking, but the playful smile from the heart. There were ten soldiers in the house, except Bashar and Abdullah, the rest were all veterans.

I have experienced it in the army. There are ten good errands in the Desert Cage Prison, I wander around all day and don’t do anything. It’s okay to be so good, the soldiers are very envious! Abdullah and Bashar

With some backstage in the family, they were assigned here on the first day of their military service. The two rich second generations can still shoot sparrows, and they can't even walk in a straight line and can't stand firm in their military posture. There is no way.

!Who makes parents have a backstage?

Veterans bully the soldiers in the army of any country. Anyway, Captain Daud would order Abdullah and Bashar if he had something to do.

Bashar was stunned and angry, but he couldn't show it because he had performed well in the two years of military service. It was all in the hands of Captain Daoud. If Captain Daoud says Bashar's performance was extremely poor, it would not be ruled out

Possibility of extending service life.

"Haha, Captain Daoud, you heard it wrong just now. I mean I like to drive a sports car and run against a sandstorm, but not exposed to a sandstorm with my butt naked." Bashar said.

"It's a pity that our army does not have sports cars! There is one armored vehicle. If you can play, you can patrol it with an armored vehicle. If you can't play, patrol it with a gun!"

"This, this," Bashar said, looking at the sandstorm outside the house, almost scared to death. The strong wind of about ten levels is mixed with wind and sand, it would be strange if it can stand firm.

"What, don't you listen to the captain's words? I see that two years of barracks have not reshaped you, so it's very necessary to do another year." Dawude smiled sinisterly, his tone unquestionable.

Grandma, a bunch of dogs who hate the rich!!! Bashar cursed in his heart. The captain must listen to the words of the captain. Anyway, no one will die. The sand wall will pass by soon, so Bashar spread his hands.

: "Okay, I'll go outside and have a look."

"I'll go with you!" said Abdullah.

...

The wolves mercenaries parked the Hummer chariot one hundred meters away from the post. At this moment, five mercenaries were walking towards the post. Due to the strong wind and strong wind, the five mercenaries were fully armed and it was a bit difficult to walk. Then again,

If it weren't for the protection of wind and sand, it wouldn't be so easy for the wolves to get close to the desert cage without knowing it.

Captain Statham did not get out of the car, but sat in the car and waited, giving the five mercenaries five minutes to end the battle.

Five battle-hardened and highly qualified and well-equipped wolf pack mercenaries killed more than ten Dubai soldiers who had never been on the battlefield. The result was obvious and no one would doubt it.

Bashar and Abdullah each walked out of the house with a submachine gun, wearing desert camouflage military uniforms, long hard-soled military boots, and trousers into the boots. Two very heroic young men.

If you are not in the military service, the two Furdans will definitely spend time and enjoy the girls.

In order to cover up the wind and sand, Bashar and Abdullah both wore gas masks.
Chapter completed!