From arms dealer to king of war

Qiao Jia wore a combat uniform that made him very comfortable, holding a large lunch box filled with rice, and mixed a good meal with plenty of oil and water in the Lion Company's cafeteria...

Seeing "Zhao Tang" filling his lunch box with a big spoonful of potatoes and beef with a flattering look on his face, and also serving a bowl of secret sour plum soup, Boss Qiao said in disgust: "Why are you flattering me?

I heard that you got married to several teenage girls in Mosul. Your cheap takeaway brother-in-law also took our 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? "

As he spoke, Boss Qiao took a sip of the sour plum soup and found that the taste was very refreshing. He couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Stay longer with this thing. The weather is too damn hot. Everyone needs something to relieve the heat." …

Your marriage to a minor is not a problem in Sangha Town. Don't worry, no one will cause trouble for you! "

After his face changed from blue to white several times, he sighed and said, "Boss, I don't have..."

Qiao Jia spread his hands and said, "Why don't you drive them away if you don't?"

‘Fried Sugar’ was stunned 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 several people. In fact, I only married one. Sally is already 19 years old...

The old squad leader Sauron has disliked me in recent months. Can you tell me something? I also want to go to the front...

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

After hearing this, Qiao Jia looked up and down the 'Fried Sugar' 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? "

‘Zhao Tang’ lamented: “The old squad leader doesn’t like guys who go through the back door. They refuse to give Ali the treatment of an external employee, but only give him the treatment of a local.

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 for 5 consecutive years before becoming a full-time soldier. He simply cannot support such a group of people. "

Qiao Jia didn't think that 'Fried Sugar' was complaining, but realized that this guy might be serious about the family he brought back from Iraq...

In fact, for a family from Mosul, the salary of a native of Sangha Town is not low.

The current minimum wage in Sangha Town is US$40 per month. For jobs with a certain technical content, it is common for salaries to reach three digits.

There isn't much else in Sangha Town now, except that there are many job opportunities. The younger ones can go to school to hang out and eat and drink, and the older ones can definitely find a job, but the salary will definitely not be too high.

However, ‘Zhao Tang’ is a typical Chinese man who is willing to take responsibility after marrying a wife. It is impossible for his brother-in-law and sister-in-law to live frugally while he has a lot of money.

A high salary can be spent by more than ten people, and it is indeed difficult to 'fry sugar'!

Seeing the bitter look on ‘Zhao Tang’’s face, Qiao Jia said with a smile: “It seems like you like your little wife very much…

What? Do you have to work in the front line for a daily subsidy of 500 yuan? "

After hearing this, ‘Fried Sugar’ nodded seriously and said: “Boss, I am familiar with the job of delivering food on the front line. Ali grew up in Mosul and is qualified for this kind of task.

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

After hearing this, Qiao Jia turned his head and glanced at the young man Ali standing not far away. He shook his head and said: "You are not allowed to go to the front line unless you are over 18 years old..."

But it doesn’t matter to you, if you want to go so badly, then go!

There are many good people in the cooking squad now. In addition to the soldiers from the synthetic battalion in Brazil, there are also a group of special forces who have never found suitable jobs...

This group of people can be regarded as the fourth special operations squadron of P·B, but no one knows what they are like without experiencing actual combat tests?

Go and get them familiar with the P·B system, and then take care of the things you just mentioned. "

Upon hearing this, 'Chaotang' nodded excitedly and said, "I understand, boss! I will definitely not let you down..."

Qiao Jia looked at the excited look on the 'fried sugar' face, he shook his head and said: "Don't be so excited, it's just a very ordinary job.

When you have nothing to do, listen to the advice of Sauron and his old squad leaders. Frontline support tasks are actually dangerous. There are many good people in the cooking class. Please quickly ask Sauron and the others to release a few more people for you. "

As he said that, Qiao Jia looked at the excited "Fried Sugar" who was scratching his head and scratching his head. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Look at that 'Shovel'...

Look at what kind of magical life people are living now.

Why do you live your life in such a miserable state? "

After hearing this, ‘Chatang’ quickly waved his hand and said, “Boss, I’m not just doing this to get subsidies, I just want to do more things.

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

I know that the old squad leader and the others pushed me back to temper me, but there are some things I can’t say...

When I see the people in the war zone, I think of Mosul, and then I think...

Even if you just do a little bit for them, it would be good to make their lives a little better...

Isn’t this what we are doing as soldiers? "

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "Don't put great principles on yourself, those things are actually shackles.

It is enough to do your part and live up to your own conscience...

We are soldiers, and soldiers are responsible for holding guns. Guns can only solve the people who created the problem, but they cannot solve the problem itself.

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

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

Don’t think about who you want to save!

We are the boatmen of the Peace Boat, and we can pull up some poor people who are about to drown, but more people need to rely on their own efforts to climb onto our boat. "

When ‘Chaotang’ heard this, he said with a strange expression: “What about those people who have not changed their minds?”

Qiao Jia spread his hands and said with a smile: "What should I do? Just float in the bitter water and continue to soak!

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

Those who got on the boat first lived better, and those who were immersed in the bitter water changed their minds faster. "

Qiao Jia looked at the 'fried sugar' and said with a smile: "So your job is actually very important. Delivering food on the front line is just a small matter. Only by effectively allocating materials and establishing a differentiated assistance strategy can we win the victory faster." Mukara.”

‘Cha 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 to do...

P·B does not raise idle people. Apart from occasionally going into battle willfully to kill enemies, the boss gives a general direction for execution. The detailed execution needs to be solved by everyone themselves...

People in P.B. are accustomed to this model, so most officers are highly motivated and highly capable of execution.

‘Zhao Tang’ is the successor of the cooking class that Sauron and the other old guys have worked hard to train. Now it is time for him to go out and exercise on his own.

Seeing ‘Zhaotang’ excitedly accepted the order, Qiao Jia held the lunch box and squeezed to the dining table of a group of Lion Company soldiers and chatted with them for a few words...

The soldiers of the Lion Company admired Boss Qiao from the bottom of their hearts. A few words of affirmation and encouragement from the boss made these young black eyes red with excitement.

Qiao Jia has learned a lot over the years...

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

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

The biggest touch that Old Kaman brought to Qiao Jia was that this old guy wanted very little, he just wanted 'a little change'...

Boss Qiao 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 the opponent like doing arithmetic problems has proven to be an unachievable task in Afghanistan.

For the sake of the war in Yemen, Qiaojia exerted his mediation ability to the extreme and used his credibility to leverage indescribable power.

But these are not enough!

Regardless of the cost, it is not too difficult to kill all the terrorists in the base, but the hatred derived will make the safe zone unworthy of its name.

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

At that time, there is no need for Boss Qiao to personally eliminate Al Qaeda. After losing the soil for survival, they will self-destruct.

This is the real victory!

Boss Qiao inspected the Lion Company camp and finally, surrounded by a group of soldiers, entered the new wharf slum area built by P·B...

A lecture platform has been set up in the activity square in the slum area.

A few kilometers to the north is the position of General S Battalion, where a large screen is now erected facing the direction of Mukalla city. Several armored vehicles with loudspeakers are approaching the edge of Mukalla city.

Qiao Jia was escorted by Dorian and Ayo through the crowd...

Just as he was about to step onto the podium, Qiao Jia saw a little girl who was probably only two or three years old. She was swayed by the crowd and ended up lying on the ground chasing a piece of dead dough that had been kicked around...

Qiao Jia walked to the little girl, picked her up and looked at her...

The little guy is very thin, and her skinny face makes her eyes extraordinarily big!

Holding Dorian's sleeve and wiping her nose, Qiao Jia took out a piece of chocolate and put it into the hands of the little girl who was about to cry because she couldn't find the pastry. Then he carried her to the podium. …

Qiao Jia held the child and walked to the microphone. After tapping a few times, he smiled and said, "Whose child is this?"

Seeing people in the audience whispering to each other but no one answered, Qiao Jia looked at the dirty little girl in his arms and said with a smile: "Okay, your parents are probably busy, so you can hang out with me for a while..."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia picked up the speech from the podium and threw it to Dorian, then placed the little girl on the podium and let her sit on it to eat chocolate, and thoughtfully handed her a bottle of mineral water.

Seeing the little girl smile because of the sweetness she had never tasted before, Qiao Jia stretched out his hand and pinched her thin face, then picked up the microphone...

I glanced at the media reporters who came from Djibouti, and then looked at the locals with complicated expressions in the audience...

"I know you may not trust me?

You may think that I am the kind of guy who likes to put on a show...

Let me tell you, to a certain extent, I am indeed putting on a show! "

Qiao Jia's words caused an uproar in the audience...

Seeing the commotion of the crowd, Qiao Jia 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 curse me.

A bad life has reduced your courage! "

As he spoke, Qiao Jia clapped his hands vigorously and said, "Look at me!

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

I’ve enjoyed enough accolades as the legendary ‘Knight Joe’.

I do this to let you see that there is another way to live 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 damn bastard...

I don’t have high demands on you, because there is nothing in you that I can covet.

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

Life is too hard for you!

Give me a chance and give yourself a chance!

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

Give me a chance and let me use my 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 world see a new miracle!

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

The war in Yemen is a brutal struggle for resources and power initiated by a group of careerists. The dividends of the war do not fall on those who are truly suffering.

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

As Qiao Jia fell into silence in the audience, he reached out and touched the little girl's belly. Looking at the little girl who smiled because of the tickling, Qiao Jia 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 suddenly rich, but I can stop you from going hungry!

I can't prevent children from getting sick, but I can give them treatment and give them the opportunity to receive education!

Enough of you have died...

Give me a chance to end this!

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

We adults have a responsibility to let them know…

The world is not that bad after all! "