From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 1100 This world is actually not that bad (ask for a ticket at the end of the month)

  Joga wore a comfortable combat uniform, held a big lunch box full of rice, and had a good meal in the cafeteria of the Lion Company...

  Seeing that 'Fried Tang' filled his lunch box with a large spoonful of potatoes and beef and served him a bowl of secret sour plum soup with a flattering expression, Boss Qiao said in disgust, "Why are you flattering me?

I heard that you married a few teenage girls in Mosul, and your cheap brother-in-law who runs a takeaway took the whole family to Sangha Town on our plane under the banner of P·B .

  I heard that he also joined the cooking class, hey, is he here yet? "

Speaking of Boss Qiao took a sip of sour plum soup and found the taste very refreshing. He couldn't help but gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Boil more of this thing, the weather is so **** hot, everyone needs something to relieve the heat …

   It is not a problem for you to marry a minor in Sangha Town, don’t worry, no one will trouble you! "

  'Fried Tang' turned green and white several times, then sighed and said, "Boss, I didn't..."

   Qiaojia spread his hands and said, "Why didn't you drive them away?"

  'Fried Tang' froze for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "If I don't admit it, they won't be able to leave Iraq.

  Boss, I really didn’t marry a few, but actually only one. Sally is already 19 years old...

  The old squad leader Sauron has been displeased with me for the past few months, can you tell me, I also want to go to the front...

  Boss, you know that I have worked in Mosul for a long time, and I know how to deal with civilians in enemy-occupied areas..."

   Qiaojia listened, looked 'Fried Tang' up and down, and said curiously: "Is your life so stressful now? How many people do you want to support?

   Didn’t your cheap brother-in-law Ali come to work in the cooking class? "

  'Fried Tang' lamented and said: "The old squad leader doesn't like guys who go through the back door, they don't want to give Ali the treatment of outsiders, only willing to give him the treatment of locals.

  Ali is only 15 years old. He has 4 older sisters and 9 younger sisters. The local soldiers in P.B. only get 500 yuan a year as a subsidy, and they have to work continuously for 5 years before they can become regulars. He simply cannot support such people. "

  Joga didn’t feel that ‘Fried Tang’ was complaining, but found that this guy might be serious about the big family he brought back from Iraq…

  Actually, for a family from Mosul, the salary of the locals in Sangha Town is not too low.

  Now the minimum wage standard in Sangha Township is 40 USD per month. For jobs with some technical content, three-digit salaries are already very common.

  There are not many other things in Sangha Town now, but there are many job opportunities. The younger ones of the family can go to school to eat and drink, and the older ones will definitely find jobs, but the salary will definitely not be too high.

  However, 'Fried Tang' is a typical Hua country man, who is willing to take responsibility after marrying a wife.

  It is really difficult to 'fry sugar' with a high salary of more than a dozen people!

  Looking at the bitter face of 'Fried Tang', Qiao Jia said with a smile: "It seems that you like your little wife very much...

  What? Want to go to the front to work hard for a subsidy of 500 yuan a day? "

  'Fried Tang' listened, nodded seriously and said: "Boss, I am familiar with the work of food delivery on the front line, and Ali grew up in Mosul, so he is also qualified for this kind of task.

  Boss, I know you are not going to evacuate the people from the city this time, so you need someone to take the risk of sending supplies and information in..."

   Qiaojia listened, turned his head and glanced at the young Ali who was standing not far away, he shook his head, and said: "You are not allowed to go to the front line if you are not 18 years old...

   But it doesn't matter to you, if you want to go so much, then go!

   There are many good cooks in the cooking class. In addition to the soldiers of the synthetic battalion in Brazil, there are also a group of special forces who have not found suitable jobs...

   This group of people is P·B's fourth special warfare squadron, but no one knows what they are like without going through actual combat tests?

  You go and take them to familiarize themselves with the P·B system, and then go and handle the things you just said. "

  'Fried Tang' heard it, nodded excitedly and said: "Understood, boss! I will definitely not let you down..."

   Qiaojia looked at the excited look on 'Fried Tang', he shook his head and said: "Don't be so excited, it's just a very common job.

   Listen to the advice of Sauron and his old squad leaders when you have nothing to do. In fact, the frontline support mission is still dangerous. There are many good hands in the cooking squad, so hurry up and ask Sauron and the others to release a few more people for you. "

   While talking, Qiao Jia looked at the excited 'Fried Tang' who was scratching his head, he shook his head helplessly, and said, "Look at that 'shovel'...

  Look at what kind of fairy life people are living now?

  How come you live such a miserable life? "

  'Fried Tang' heard this, quickly waved his hand and said: "Boss, I'm not just doing it for subsidy, I just want to do more things.

  I can’t tell why. Ever since I experienced the Battle of Mosul, I feel that if I have the ability, I should do more things.

  I know that the old squad leader put me in the back to grind my temper, but there are some things I can't say...

  When I see people in those war zones, I think of Mosul, and I think...

  Even if it’s just doing a little thing for them, it’s good to make their life a little bit better…

  Isn’t that what we became soldiers for? "

   Qiaojia was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, and said, "Don't put the truth on yourself, those things are actually shackles.

  Do your best, it’s enough to be worthy of your conscience...

  We are soldiers, and soldiers are responsible for holding guns. Guns can only solve the people who create problems, but they cannot solve the problems themselves.

  You, even me, our abilities are limited...

   What we have to do is to show our ability and sincerity, and then pull those who are willing to trust us on board.

   Don't think about saving anyone!

  We are the boatmen of the "Peace Ship". We can pull some poor people who are about to drown, but more people need to rely on their own efforts to climb onto our big ship. "

  'Fried Tang' heard it, and said with a strange expression: "What about those who have not changed their minds?"

   Qiaojia spread his hands and said with a smile: "What should I do? Float in the bitter water and continue to soak!"

  This is not Libya, let alone Iraq, our big ship will always be floating here...

  The better off those who got on the boat first, the faster the minds of those in the bitter water will change. "

While talking, Qiaojia looked at 'Fried Tang' and said with a smile: "So your work is actually very important. Food delivery at the front line is just a trivial matter. Only by effectively allocating materials and establishing differentiated assistance strategies can we win the battle faster. Mukalla."

  'Fried Tang' is a soldier who has received higher education and has been trained in the melting pot of the Chinese army for many years. Boss Qiao explained the problem thoroughly, and he knew what he should do...

  P·B does not support idlers. Except for the occasional willful killing of the enemy, the boss gives a general direction for execution, and the detailed execution needs to be resolved by everyone...

  P·B's people are already used to this model, so most of the officers are guys with strong subjective initiative and high execution ability.

  'Fried Tang' can be regarded as the successor of the cooking class that those old guys like Sauron have worked hard to train. Now it's time for him to go out and exercise on his own.

  The 'Fried Tang' who was watching took the order with excitement, and Qiaojia squeezed the lunch box to the dining table of a group of soldiers from the Lion Company, and chatted with them...

  The soldiers of the Lion Company admired Boss Joe from the bottom of their hearts. A few words of affirmation and encouragement from the boss made these young Hei's excited eyes turn red.

   Choga has learned a lot over the years...

  He is still not a qualified frontline commander, but he knows what war is all about, and he knows how to win it!

  After reaching a certain level, war is no longer as simple as killing the enemy...

  The biggest touch that the old Kaman brought to Choga is that this old guy wants very little, he only needs "a little change"...

  Boss Joe has come to this point little by little!

  War is actually the same...

  War is not as simple as killing. Relying on digital power to conquer opponents like doing arithmetic problems has proved to be an difficult task in Afghanistan.

  For the war in Yemen, Choga has used his mediation ability to the extreme, and leveraged his reputation to mobilize a huge and indescribable force.

   But these are not enough!

  It is not too difficult to kill the base terrorists regardless of the cost, but the resulting hatred will make the safe zone not worthy of its name.

   Only by accumulating changes little by little besides killing, and when something reaches a critical point, the real victory will come.

   At that time, Boss Joe doesn’t even need to destroy Al Qaeda in person. After losing the soil for survival, they will die by themselves.

   This is the real victory!

  Boss Joe patrolled around the camp of the Lion Company, and finally, surrounded by a group of soldiers, entered the poor area of ​​the new dock built by P·B...

  In the small event square in the slum area, a podium has been set up.

   A few kilometers to the north is the position of General S Battalion, where a huge screen is now erected facing the direction of Mukalla city, and several armored vehicles with loudspeakers approached the edge of Mukalla city.

  Choga, escorted by Dorian and Ayo, made his way through the crowd…

  When he was about to step onto the podium, Qiaojia saw a little girl who might only be two or three years old, being pushed up and down by the crowd, and finally lying on the ground chasing a piece of dead bread that was kicked and running around...

   Qiaojia walked up to the little girl, picked her up and took a look...

  The little guy is very thin, and her eyes are extraordinarily big on her thin face!

Grabbing Dorian's sleeve and wiping her nose, Qiaojia took out a piece of chocolate and stuffed it into the hand of the little girl who wanted to cry because the bread could not be found, and then carried her onto the podium …

  Joga walked to the front of the microphone with the child in his arms, tapped a few times, and said with a smile, "Whose child is this?"

  Seeing the audience whispering to each other but no one answered, Qiaojia looked at the dirty little girl in his arms, and said with a smile, "Okay, your parents probably have something to do, so hang out with me for a while..."

   As he spoke, Qiaojia picked up the speech on the podium and threw it to Dorian, then put the little **** the podium and asked her to sit on it and eat chocolate, and thoughtfully handed over a bottle of mineral water.

  Watching the little girl smile because of the sweet taste she had never tasted before, Qiaojia stretched out his hand to pinch her thin face, and then picked up the microphone...

  Glanced at the media reporters who came from Djibouti, and then looked at the locals with complicated expressions...

   "I know you probably don't trust me?

  You might think I'm the kind of showman...

  I tell you, in a way, I am really putting on a show! "

   Qiaojia's words caused an uproar in the audience...

  Seeing the commotion in the crowd, Qiaojia smiled and waved his hands and said: "Look at the people around you, I admit that I am putting on a show, but you don't even have the courage to scold me.

  The bad life has weakened your courage! "

   As he spoke, Qiaojia clapped his hands vigorously, and said, "Everyone is looking at me!

  I asked my people to rebuild your new house for you, not just for show, because what I want is not recognition from the outside world.

   As the fabled 'Knight Joe', I've enjoyed enough accolades.

  I did this to let you see that there is another way of living in this world...

  What I want is that you can see the hope of changing the status quo! "

  "You can still have doubts about me, but I hope you will cooperate with our work as much as possible before you find out that I am a **** bastard...

  I don't ask much of you, because you have nothing worthy of my covet.

  The only thing you need to do now is to take care of yourself and your family, and find a suitable job if you can...

  Life is too hard for you guys!

  Give me a chance, and give yourselves a chance!

  You come to supervise me, supervise P·B...

  Give me a chance, let me use actions to convince you to trust me...

   Maybe three months, maybe five months, maybe a year...

   As long as we can cooperate, we can let the whole world see a new miracle!

   No one is born to suffer, especially the pain caused by war!

  The war in Yemen was a brutal scramble for resources and power prompted by a group of ambitious people, and the dividends of the war did not fall on those who really suffered.

  Give me a chance, let's end this terrible war together and get your lives back on track..."

   As Qiaojia fell silent in the audience, he stretched out his hand and tapped on the little girl's belly. Looking at the little girl who was smiling because of the itching, Qiaojia picked her up and walked to the edge of the podium...

  Looking at the crowd below, he said in a deep voice, "This world shouldn't be like this...

   If you still have even a little hope in your heart, please give me a chance!

  I can't make you rich all of a sudden, but I can keep you from starving!

  I can't save children from sickness, but I can get them treated and educated!

   Enough of you have died...

  Give me a chance, let me end this!

  Give me a chance and give these innocent kids a chance...

   It is up to us adults to let them know…

   The world is not that bad after all! "

  (end of this chapter)