From arms dealer to king of war

The fighting in Tikrit continued until five o'clock the next morning...

When Boss Qiao walked out of the last house with enemies, a ray of skylight fell on the ground.

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

Enthusiastic men sang and danced around the embarrassed Boss Qiao. Several Iraqi children who had obviously just taken a shower today presented flowers to Boss Qiao.

Qiao Jia was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, because he was set up by a group of special forces...

In the end, there were only a few kidnapped terrorists in this house!

Those idle and bored bastards don’t know what they think. They have been competing with the boss for work.

Perhaps in order to give Boss Joe a perfect appearance in front of the Iraqis, they captured several prisoners, tied them up and sent them into a house, and then called the rear.

Antal didn't know what he was thinking, but he actually cooperated with these people and called the boss.

Qiao Jia was surrounded by a group of enthusiastic men. He clenched his fists and was ready to knock someone down if they wanted to touch him.

He saw that Dorian next to him had some cool gun oil on his face. He was talking seriously to a reporter holding a recorder...

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

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

Fortunately, those innocent residents were saved..."

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

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

Ayo was probably worried about making her laugh, so she put on a scary metal mask to make her look more like an alien warrior.

The big guy gently pushed away a few curious children who wanted to touch him, and then said to Dorian, who seemed to be drunk and boasting, "It's almost done, let's withdraw..."

Dorian wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with unsatisfied intentions, and then saw the boss looking at him with strange eyes. He laughed dryly, fulfilled his duties as a bodyguard, and guarded the left and right with Medical Officer Bird. The boss, with Ayou's help, broke out of the crowd and headed towards the temporary refugee shelter.

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

Let me tell you, as long as we dare to brag, they will really dare to believe it! "

At this time, Qiao Jia realized that Dorian and the others had probably discussed this, so that he could face the visitors in Tikrit in the best possible way.

The reality is far more bizarre than everyone expected. This wonderful debut, which is full of loopholes, will soon become a legend after being packaged and processed.

Watching Medical Officer Bird skillfully stuff a pack of cigarettes and a few U.S. dollar bills into several people holding cameras and voice recorders...

Qiao Jia felt that it was not impossible for a jackal to kill 100 terrorists in one night. Maybe he was so excited to kill yesterday that he 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, people might believe you!

It's a pity that a group of singing and dancing men escorted Boss Qiao all the way through the streets full of corpses to the temporary refugee rescue site...

Seeing the large number of women and children who were hit like quails by the shock bombs, Qiao Jia's thick skin was a bit too much.

Dragging Dorian, who was quite funny, he searched all the cash on him, gave 20 yuan to every fucking guy who performed the dance, and told them to leave quickly...

Then Joga raised his fingers at the Tikrit official in a suit...

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

Can you please show me that you understand my idea? I will build a logistics center supply point here, and a steady stream of supplies will pass through here.

You should know what this means!

In exchange, I hope you can take good care of these women and children and let them get through this terrible period with dignity. "

As Qiaojia looked at a group of guys dressed as businessmen in the distance, he shook his head and said: "These should be guys who have heard about what happened in Basra.

I don't have time to deal with them. When we completely open this line, dedicated people will stay here to connect with them.

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

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

After hearing this, the Tikrit official put his hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then nodded and said: "Thank you, Mr. Jackal!

We will defend this transportation line to the death! "

Qiao Jia looked at the solemn look of the guy in front of him. He smiled and shook his head and said: "It's not that exaggerated. We will arrange a group of people at each station.

We are responsible for the war. What you are responsible for is stabilizing the surrounding environment. Don't give Isis an opportunity to take advantage of it. Don't let my people become aliens here.

Trust me, we are really here to help! "

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

But the situation here is very beneficial to you people. It is precisely because this place is bad that every good thing that happens will be remembered by these people.

I was very good at handling this situation, so I became rich and quite respected!

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

The Tikrit official was stunned for a moment, then proactively handed over his business card and said: "Sir, my name is Akto. I remember what you said..."

Qiao Jia knew as soon as he heard that this guy might have a little misunderstanding about what he said, but it didn't matter to him. Every time he met someone who had common interests or recognized his own value, it was beneficial to him and P·B.

Taking Akto's business card and looking at it carefully, Qiaojia 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 you to a few people."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia rubbed his face pretending to be tired and said: "Our medical soldiers are all rough men, let your medical staff come in, and if possible, transfer them all to the hospital in Tikrit.

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

I need to rest here for 4 hours. When my people go to the north to check the bombing zone, we will leave here. "

When Akto heard this, he nodded neatly and said: "You go to rest first and leave it to me. P·B has helped us a lot..."

Joe Galiso turned around and got rid of the locals in Tikrit. He found Nice who was talking to Antal at the temporary settlement. He walked over and kissed the girl on the face. He said with a smile: "Put the boyfriend away." Abandoning someone is not the sign of a qualified girlfriend..."

Qiao Jia 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 smiled and shook his head and said: "Except for a few people who suffered the explosion in the first wave of attacks, and another six people who were slightly injured during the encirclement and suppression in the second half of the night, everyone else is fine.

The medical soldiers have already been checked, and in the worst case, it will only take half a month to return to the team. "

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

Although the 'Jazz Squad' is a little rough, they are very strong and efficient.

The new level 10 special operations team members had not experienced joint training and were in a hurry to form a team, so their performance was a bit unsatisfactory, especially the Colombians and Bolivians, who were not quite accustomed to PB's style. "

Qiao Jia paid close attention to the performance of the Rabbit Team, and unexpectedly found that they performed very well, killing 14 terrorists, capturing 6 people, and rescuing 23 civilians.

They ended relatively early, otherwise if they kept operating with this efficiency, they might be as good as the Jazz Squad.

Looking at the slightly complicated annotations on the report, Qiao Jia hesitated and said, "This won't work. It's not an option to always be in small groups. From now on, we will divide the special operations team into three squadrons.

Four teams, B, C, D and E, formed the first squadron.

‘The Ferryman’, ‘The Goat’, ‘The Hammer’ and ‘The Jazz’ formed the second squadron.

The new "Triggers" formed the third squadron with Colombians and Bolivians.

As a reminder to the men of 3rd Squadron, they need to complete their break-in at the military base outside Mosul.

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

Choga looked at Kaman and said, "Brother, contact Memnon and Kuba and ask them to lead a team of people to see where the MiG-21 crashed and where the Armenians were bombed. look.

Remember to collect evidence and take photos to keep. I want people to find out the origins of those Armenians.

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

Kaman likes Joga's attitude towards Memnon and Kuba very much. The boss is training them. This proves that the soldiers in Central Africa are the real direct team in Joga's mind.

In Kaman's mind, the special forces team is certainly good, but their minds have already been fully formed. When such people get together, they may be very powerful in fighting, but they just lack a sense of energy.

Old Kaman couldn't really explain this kind of thing, but he could feel it.

The members of the special team can joke around with their boss, but P·B's Xiao Hei definitely won't!

That's a team that treats its 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 capable of fighting, but Kaman feels that they need to complete training before they can get out of the jungle and follow the boss to fight everywhere. If they are released too early, they will be easily 'led bad' by the special forces!

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

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Mosul military base...

The military base has changed hands several times between Iraqi government forces and Isis, and is now full of dilapidated grounds and buildings.

Lao Niu and Sauron, who had been in Gaiyala for almost a month, waited until the government army and mercenaries cooperated to drive away Isis in Gaiyala city, and then they moved everything here.

Team B and Team E are currently stationed at this base. As the security director of the base, Sanderson is responsible for managing 200 little black cooks, 100 artillerymen, 200 Kurds, plus "sea dogs" and "guns". Fire's team.

Coupled with the people from several mercenary companies who live here, the security work here is going well.

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

Listening to the gunshots and explosions coming from the distant city of Mosul, Lao Niu spat on the ground next to him angrily, and said to Tony next to him: "Breakfast is done, take someone to get some cement to cover the ground. Take a break.

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

Tony scratched his head, nodded and said: "Master, the butts of those Kurdish female soldiers are not good-looking. You already have Carmen as your wife, and Carmen's butt is good-looking..."

When Lao Niu heard this, his face instantly turned purple. He slapped Tony's big head and cursed: "That's your wife, why the hell do you care about your wife's ass?

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