From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 844 The Power of Belief

   Facing Qiaojia’s question, a child under the stage suddenly jumped up and shouted loudly with a crisp voice: "Believe~"

   Then the voice opened a valve like a lot of people of different ethnicities started chanting…

"believe"

   "We Trust You"

  ...

  ...

  Finally people found a common rhythm...

"we believe"

"we believe"

  ...

  ...

  Joga grinned and looked at the crowd in the audience, he clapped his hands vigorously and shouted loudly: "Look at me, we have all been knocked down by fate, now we have to get up...

   Get up and tell yourself to wake up!

  Get up and live like a human being, that is the best response to fate!

  Don't let despair affect you, bury the pain and get on the road again!

  Don't give up hope, let alone give up ideals!

   After all this, you will be stronger than anyone else inside!

  Don't let the voice of sympathy from the outside affect your emotions, those are all false, try your best to use your own hands to rebuild the broken life.

  You don’t need to pray to anyone, you don’t need to prove yourself to anyone, you just need to face your heart honestly.

  Tell me, have you given up hope?

  Tell me, are you really ready to give up your resistance to fate and spend the rest of your life in darkness? "

   As he spoke, Choga put his hand to his ear in a listening posture, then frowned and tapped on the microphone, saying, "Did I not speak clearly enough?

  I'm asking you, have you really decided to give up? "

   "No~"

   "We don't have~"

  ...

  ...

  The denials gradually began to gather, and the emotions of the audience began to be thoroughly mobilized.

   Qiaojia waved his fist with a ferocious expression, and said loudly: "That's it, tell yourself not to give up, and say no to this damned fate...

  When fate hits you, what you have to do is stand up and hit back hard, and then loudly tell everyone who wants to watch the fun, 'I'm not afraid of you, you can't beat me'..."

   As he spoke, Qiaojia pointed to the messy buildings in the safe zone in the distance, and he shouted loudly: "See there?

  There is the battlefield for you to fight back against fate in the future!

  Don't care how shabby it is now, it's a shelter for all of you, it's your home, go clean it up.

   Then wash your face and brush your teeth on time every day, eat on time, clean yourself up decently, and keep smiling to the people around you.

  Start bit by bit, to tell the outside world those who want to watch the excitement, even if we face a **** war, we can deal with it calmly.

  To tell people outside that even in the face of war, we can maintain the shining points of humanity.

  Go and tell people outside that even in the face of war, we will not give up hope!

  To tell the outside world that even in the face of war, we can stand up and shake our fists at those who want to hurt us...

   We'll knock down the **** and tell them, 'No, that's not the life we ​​want'! "

   Talking about the podium supported by Qiaojia's hands, his tall body was slightly bent, looking at the crowd of people under the stage like a lion poised...

   "Do you believe me?"

  All struggling to shake their fists...

"believe!"

"believe!"

"believe!"

  ...

  ...

  Joga got the feedback he wanted. He pointed to the audience and said with a smile: "OK, I remember what you look like now...

   You also look around at people, they may be your family, friends, or just strangers…

   But it doesn't matter, from this moment on, they are your comrades-in-arms, you need to support each other and fight until the moment when fate bows to you!

  Remember what they look like, and let us see, when the tragedy is far away from us, who is the one who keeps the promise!

   Ladies and gentlemen, don't let me down, let alone yourself!

  After all this, in the future when you are old and lying on the hospital bed, you can proudly tell everyone...

  Lao Tzu has experienced war, death, despair, and sorrow. All the books and movies tell you how fragile human nature is in disasters...

   But I maintained my humanity and grace in that situation, I overcame the test of fate, and people like me are destined to go to heaven!

   Live, live like a person, and then you will be living legends! "

  People's emotions are mobilized to the peak at this moment...

  As if trying to cheer themselves up, or subconsciously looking for support, they began to roar hysterically...

   "Strike hard~"

   "Strike hard~"

   "Strike hard~"

  ...

  ...

  Joga turned around with roars...

He strode up to the representative of the Kurds of the Syrian Democratic Forces, put his hands on the table and leaned over to stare at his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Look at the people in the audience, how many of them are because of your incompetence and selfishness All that was lost?

   Isis is finished, it's time to end!

  I need you guys to talk to Mr. Jabari...

  I offer you an undeniable condition!

   I hope you don't disappoint me...

  Because you can't afford to let me down! "

  The Kurdish representative looked at the fanatical crowd with a complicated expression, and he admitted that he was scared...

  When elites disregard ordinary people for political gain, they must be prepared to be backlashed.

  Syrian Democratic Forces have been stepped into the ground by Boss Joe because they stood idly by Isis.

   They must atone, or they will be the first to disintegrate inside.

   Any organization, group, government, or kingdom that cannot take care of the safety of the people has no basis for existence!

  When Boss Joe gathers the voices of hundreds of thousands of refugees in the safe zone, any organization with ideals must bow to him.

  The Kurdish representative bravely raised his head and looked at Choga for a few seconds, then nodded heavily, and said, "Sir, we respect your decision!"

   As he said this, the guy turned and looked at the excited old Jabari with a flushed face, stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Jabari, we should talk!

  We may have different political views, but we are not sworn enemies. "

Jabari is a patriot. Facing the softness of the Kurdish representative, he shook his hand excitedly and said, "Son, I understand the Kurdish appeal, but I want to tell you that it is wrong. Admitting that you belong to Syria is not difficult!

  We look forward to all signs of peace! "

   After finishing speaking, Jabari turned around and hugged Boss Qiao vigorously. The old guy patted the back of Qiaojia's hand excitedly, and said with a choked voice, "Thank you, Jackal!"

   Qiaojia reached out and patted the unfamiliar old man on the back, and said with a smile: "I deserve this 'thank you'...

  I don't care how you negotiate, what the result is, I just want you to think about those people in the audience when you are negotiating...

   They did nothing wrong!

  Let's take some responsibility and do what a man should do! "

  ……………

  This chapter can be regarded as paying off the debt!

  Hope there will be no new debts tomorrow!

  The story of the Jackal in the Middle East is not completely over, and there will be a lot of content worth writing in the future.

  A long outline that continues to the present is there. I will carefully test it and try to present a complete story based on reality but surreal without stepping on the line as much as possible.

   I hope you will support us a lot!

Thanks!

grateful!

  (end of this chapter)