Chapter 88: Sending Troops to Demand Justice

Baghdad, Green Zone.

A series of urgent phone rings woke Asnar, the Blackwater International Supervisor in Illiguo, from his dream.

He sat up abruptly from his bed and glanced at the telephone on the bedside.

He rarely used the landline.

Because it was a secure line.

But once the landline rang, it meant something big had happened.

Before reaching for the receiver, he took a deep breath and tried to calm his racing heart.

"Hello, I'm Asnar."

"Asnar, what the hell are you guys doing! You actually used the Air Force near Titeric to help you sweep up the people from the Freedom Alliance? Don't you know they're a subsidiary organization of the Kurd Armed? I'm currently coordinating our relations with the Kurd people, and your actions are about to roast me on the grill!"

The other party was clearly very agitated, starting off like a machine gun that keeps on firing bullets without pause.

He was even too anxious to go through the usual introductions.