From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 652 Bragging and not paying taxes

  The battle on Tikrit lasted until five o'clock the next morning...

   When Boss Joe came out of the last house with enemies, a ray of sky light shone on the ground.

  Government officials in Tikrit, Iraq, swarmed with a group of enthusiastic men and a few guys with cameras...

   Enthusiastic men sang and danced around Boss Joe with an awkward expression, and several Iraqi children who obviously just took a bath today sent flowers to Boss Joe.

  Choga was so embarrassed right now that he wanted to find a crack in the ground, because he was set up by a group of special forces...

  In the end, in this house, there are only a few terrorists who have been tied up!

   Those idle **** don't know what they are thinking, they have been competing with the boss for jobs.

  Probably in order to let Boss Joe have a perfect appearance in front of the Iraqis, they captured a few prisoners and tied them up and sent them to a house, and then called the rear.

   Antar didn't know what he was thinking, but he cooperated with this group of people and called the boss.

  Choga was surrounded by a group of enthusiastic men, clenched his fists and was ready to beat him down whenever someone wanted to touch him.

  He saw that Dorian next to him had a few smears of gun oil added to his face, and he was talking to a reporter holding a recording pen with a serious face...

   "We are P·B and our boss is always with me!

   The battle was tough, our boss had to kill 100 enemies with his own hands.

   Fortunately those innocent residents were saved..."

  The medical officer bird next to him also said with a serious face: "Yes, our boss is the best fighter. He not only killed 100 enemies, but also rescued 100 wounded..."

   While the two were talking nonsense, Nice, Kitty, and Kaman had disappeared...

   Ayu probably worried about her laughing, so she put on a scary metal mask to make her look more like an alien warrior.

   This big guy gently pushed away a few curious children who wanted to touch him, and then said to Dorian, who seemed to be drinking too much and blowing his air, "It's almost done, let's withdraw..."

Dorian wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, and then saw the boss looking at him with weird eyes. He gave a dry laugh, and performed his duties as a bodyguard, guarding the doctor on the left and right. The boss broke through the crowd under Ayou's path, and walked towards the temporary refugee shelter.

   "Boss, what's so embarrassing? Arabs love to brag!

  I tell you, as long as we dare to brag, they really dare to believe it! "

  Choga realized at this time that Dorian and the others had probably negotiated, so that they could deal with the people in Tikrit with the best appearance.

  The reality is far more bizarre than everyone expected, and this wonderful appearance full of holes is packaged and processed, and it will soon become a legend.

   Watching the medical officer bird skillfully stuff a pack of cigarettes and a few dollar bills into several people holding cameras and recording pens...

  Joga felt that it was not impossible for the jackal to kill 100 terrorists in one night. Maybe he killed the rise yesterday and forgot to count.

  Anyway, as long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed!

  Thick skin is an essential quality for a successful person. If you brag too much, you may believe it!

  It's a pity that when a group of singing and dancing men escorted Boss Qiao all the way through the streets full of corpses, he arrived at the temporary refugee relief point...

  Looking at a large number of women and children who were like quails being hit by the shock bombs, Qiaojia's thick skin was a bit too much.

   Grabbed Dorian, who was kind of funny, ransacked him for cash, sent 20 bucks to every **** who performed the dance, and told them to leave quickly...

  Then Choja hooked his fingers at the Tikrit official in a suit...

   "I don't understand your rules, but most of their men died at the hands of Isis...

  You can come to show that you understand my thoughts, I will build a logistics center supply point here, and there will be a steady stream of supplies passing by here.

   You should know what that means!

  In exchange, I hope you will take care of these women and children so that they can live through this terrible time with dignity. "

   While talking, Choga looked at a group of guys dressed as businessmen in the distance, he shook his head and said, "These guys should all have heard about what happened in Basra.

  I don’t have time to deal with them. When we get through this line completely, there will be special people staying here to connect with them.

  You help us ensure the safety of the line, we provide you with enough livelihood materials, you can make money, find jobs for people on the street, and ordinary people can get enough survival materials...

   It's such a simple thing, please don't let me down! "

   Tikrit officials listened, put their hands on their chests and bowed slightly, then nodded and said: "Thank you, Mr. Jackal!

  We will defend this transportation line to the death! "

  Joga looked at the seriousness of the guy in front of him, he shook his head with a smile, and said: "It's not that exaggerated, we will arrange a group of people at each station.

  We are responsible for the war, and you are responsible for stabilizing the surrounding environment. Don’t give ISIS an opportunity, and don’t let my people become aliens here.

  Trust me, we are here to help! "

   As he spoke, Choga patted the official on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I'll be honest, the situation in Iraq is really terrible!

   But the situation here is very beneficial to you people, precisely because it is bad here, and every good thing that happens will be remembered by these ordinary people.

   I'm pretty good at handling situations like this, so I'm rich and respected!

   And I believe anyone with a conscience and ambition can do it! "

  The Tikrit official froze for a moment, then offered his business card and said, "Sir, my name is Akto, I remember what you said..."

  As soon as Qiaojia heard it, he knew that this guy might have misunderstood what he said, but he didn't care. Every time he knew someone who shared common interests or recognized his own value, it would be beneficial to him and P·B.

After taking Akto's business card and looking at it carefully, Choja shook hands with him and said with a smile, "I know a lot of people in Baghdad. When things here are over, if you have time to go to Baghdad, I will I can introduce a few people to you."

   While talking, Qiaojia rubbed his face pretending to be tired, and said: "Our medical soldiers are all rough people, let your medical personnel come in, and if possible, transfer them all to the hospital in Tikrit.

   If you need medicines, you can write me a list and I will provide them to you.

  I need to rest here for 4 hours. After my people go north to check the bombed area, we will leave here. "

  Akto heard this, nodded sharply and said, "You go to rest first, and leave it to me to deal with it. P.B has already helped us a lot..."

Joe Galiso turned around and got rid of the locals in Tikrit, and found Nice who was talking to Antal at the temporary settlement, walked over and kissed the **** the face, and said with a smile: "Take the boyfriend Abandoning it is not the performance of a qualified girlfriend..."

   As he said that, Qiaojia looked at the smiling Antal and said, "I still don't know the situation of the battle last night. Did we have any casualties?"

  Antar shook his head with a smile and said: "Except for a few people who were hit by the explosion in the first wave of attacks, and another 6 people who were slightly injured in the siege in the second half of the night, everyone else is fine.

  The medical soldiers have been checked, and the most serious ones will only take half a month to return to the team. "

   As he spoke, Antar picked up a form and handed it to Choga, saying: "This is the statistics form of yesterday's battle.

   Although the 'Jazz Squad' is a bit rough, they are very powerful and efficient.

  The new 10th-level special combat team members have not experienced joint training, and the team formation is relatively hasty, so the performance is a bit unsatisfactory, especially the Colombians and Bolivians, they are not quite used to P·B's style. "

  Joga focused on the performance of the Rabbit Squad, and unexpectedly found that they performed very well. They killed 14 terrorists, captured 6 people, and rescued 23 civilians.

  They ended earlier, otherwise, if they continue to act with this efficiency, they might not be worse than the 'Jazz Squad'.

  Looking at the somewhat complicated markings on the report, Qiaojia hesitated for a moment, and said, "This is not possible, and it is not an option to always be in small groups. In the future, we will divide the special operations team into three squadrons.

  B, C, D, E four teams formed the first squadron.

  'Ferryman', 'Goat', 'Hammer', and 'Jazz' form the second squadron.

  The new 'Trigger' formed the third squadron with Colombians and Bolivians.

  Remind the people of the 3rd Squadron that they need to complete the break-in at the military base outside Mosul.

  The war in Iraq is estimated to last for a long time, and they have enough time. "

While talking, Choga looked at Kaman and said, "Brother, contact the two boys Memnon and Kuba and ask them to take a team to see where the MiG-21 fell and where the Armenians were bombed. look.

   Remember to collect evidence and take photos for preservation. I want people to check the origins of those Armenians.

   But don't force it, it's best to find clues, if you can't find it, forget it! "

  Kaman likes Choga's attitude towards Memnon and Kuba very much. The boss is cultivating them, which proves that the soldiers in Central Africa are the true direct lineage in Choga's mind.

   In Kaman's mind, the Special Forces are of course good, but their mentality has been fully formed. Such people may be very powerful when they get together, but they just lack energy.

  Old Kaman can't say this kind of thing well, but he can feel it.

  People in the Special Forces Team can joke with the boss, but Xiao Hei from P·B will never!

   That is a team that treats the boss like a god!

  In Kaman's heart, they are the cornerstone and future of P·B!

   This is also the fundamental reason why he has not merged the jungle ghosts with the special operations team until now.

  Those jungle ghosts are very good at fighting, but Kaman feels that they need to complete their tempering before they can get out of the jungle and follow the boss to fight everywhere. If they are released too early, they are easy to be "leaded" by the special forces!

Nodding in response to Qiaojia's request, Kaman walked out of the tent and found Memnon and Kuba who were doing nothing nearby. After explaining to them a few words, the two boys excitedly called two teams of soldiers and drove to the destination…

  ………

  Mosul Military Base…

   This military base has changed hands several times in the hands of Iraqi government forces and Isis, and is now full of dilapidated ground and buildings.

  Lao Niu and Sauron, who had been in Gayala for nearly a month, waited until the government forces and mercenaries cooperated to drive Isis out of Gayala, and then moved all the guys here.

Now the base is stationed with Team B and Team E. As the security chief of the base, Sanderson is responsible for managing 200 little black cooks, 100 artillerymen, 200 Kurds, plus the 'sea hounds' and 'guns'. Fire' team.

  Cooperating with the people of several mercenary companies who rented here, the security work here is going well.

  Lao Niu led people to prepare breakfast before dawn, and then began to load stainless steel vats one by one into the coalition pickup trucks that came to receive the food.

Hearing the sound of gunshots and explosions coming from the city of Mosul in the distance, the old cow spit on the ground next to him angrily, and said to Tony next to him: "Breakfast is finished, take someone to get some cement to put the ground on the ground." Take a break.

  I have fallen twice in the past two days, Sauron and the others have old arms and legs, don’t break them. "

  Tony scratched his head, nodded and said, "Master, those Kurdish female soldiers don't look good. You already have Carmen as your wife. Carmen's **** is pretty..."

  Old Niu's face turned purple when he heard it, and he slapped Tony on the head while cursing: "That's your mistress, why the **** are you caring about your mistress' ass?

   Besides, I’m the kind of person who peeks at female soldiers..."

  (end of this chapter)