"Now all I'll say is that I don't feel too sure about that briefing we got", Ravid said. "None of it makes sense to me." Sitting in the passenger seat of the car, he checked his pockets for everything he needed. False ID as Irish embassy staff, check. False documents to insinuate him being a US special forces operator, also check. The many Sayerets took good care of those on their payroll - no Iraqi would know there's Israelis moving around even if they tried. Cigarettes, Browning Hi-Power, and sunglasses on his person and a CAR-15 at his feet.

"Why is a Sunni group revolting against a Sunni government? If anything shit's going down in the south. And it'll go down real soon." Kagan took another drag of his cigarette and threw it out of the car. "And we're here. If I got it correctly, we're going in, get an informant, and drive him out? That seems way too easy." 

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Drachmann, meanwhile, had undergone a makeover. Wearing a hijab, glasses, and loose-fitting clothes she was supposedly the head of a UN group sent in to negotiate something or inspect something. The cover wasn't exactly clear but she'd bullshit something if need be. If anything, the other guys would know it better. "So we're just walking past these guys? I mean, they have no training that's worth noting I guess....That's what they look like. Who's to say they aren't army? Or Republican Guard? Fuck...So, who's gonna approach this guy? Me?" That could be a problem, as she was unarmed except for a Swiss army knife, the other guys pretending to be security. "Besides, if they're not army, why aren't we just gunning these guys down and running for it? Not like the Iraqi Army will complain."