Chapter 239 Audience_1
Even today, night battles are still the preserve of the elite.
Even just being a spectator requires strength, after all, without night vision equipment, you'd just see pitch black, how could you possibly watch the battle?
Salah himself was an arms dealer and had a discerning eye.
Although it is difficult to spot armed helicopters speeding through the sky, he could still see the few that hovered, and the intermittent gunfire from the helicopters made him feel deeply delighted and satisfied.
He had always been chased and attacked by Apaches, and the sight of helicopters in the sky would scare him half to death. How could he, Salah, have done anything to deserve so many Apaches fighting for him?
Looking at Gao Guang again, seeing this excessively young but intimidatingly powerful golden thigh, Salah could only think that the protection money he paid was more than worth it, it was absolutely invaluable.
After tonight, who in all of Iraq would dare to provoke me, Salah!