MTL - From Arms Dealer To King of War-Chapter 631 Welcome to my place, you are safe!

  Chapter 631 Welcome to my site, you are safe!

  Choga doesn't know what happened to Steven, and he doesn't care about the so-called energy minister.

   Those who can see the benefits of the P·B contract, who want a win-win situation, can't beat them!

   Can't see the benefits, but those who cooperate with each other when given money, don't be polite to him!

   People who don’t see the benefits and are still unwilling to cooperate, well, dead people can’t object to everyone’s pursuit of happiness!

  Boss Joe came here with the mentality of a third party and the convener, because compared with the parties that were pulled in, he really earned very little.

  You are so rotten in Iraq, don't expect Boss Joe to make you smile.

  It is the nature of human beings to put their noses on their faces. Qiaojia must first establish his own image and position completely, so that everyone understands where P·B is, before he can start the next work.

   Sometimes a smile can't solve the problem at all, but a fist can solve the immediate problem.

  The Kurds were one of the fists Boss Joe found, so he was very enthusiastic.

  Boss Joe didn’t go to the Kurdish militiamen who had completed preparations first, but wandered among women and children.

   In good conscience, Choja thinks that the Kurds have a better attitude towards women than other MSLs. At least they don’t need to cover their faces for a long time...

   Antal was very familiar with some of the women who were obviously leaders. After they hugged each other, Antal introduced Nice, the 'big money lord', to them.

  Then they got together, and they didn't know what to say. A group of women saw Qiaojia helplessly picking up a dirty child, and they burst into laughter...

  These Kurds are the ones who live on the border between Iraq and Syria, who have been plagued by war, and then send a video to Princess Emina for help.

  Originally they were just a few villages with only Kurdish female soldiers left. Dozens of Kurdish female soldiers replaced men to perform the duty of protecting their homes...

  They fought Isis, government forces, and anti-government armed forces, as if the whole world was their enemy.

  When Princess Emina’s humanitarian access plan was approved by Choga, Nice asked the ‘professor’ to use a cargo plane to airdrop a large amount of supplies and ammunition to them.

   Then these women actually expanded the protective circle, and then the surrounding Kurds began to gather towards them, and finally formed a gathering point with nearly 5,000 people.

  This situation cannot be tolerated in ISIS's controlled area, so they start a seemingly endless war, and then they quickly become overwhelmed by too many people to protect.

  Choga passed Princess Emina and Antar two months ago, sending them a message telling them not to push hard, but to come directly to Baghdad.

   And promised them that they could lead them back home, and then establish a safe zone there, as the end of Princess Emina's humanitarian passage.

  So these Kurds came, bringing their families, possessions, hopes...

  Boss Joe didn’t intend to use these Kurds at the beginning. In the humanitarian access plan, these Kurds are also ‘consumers’.

  Choga sympathizes with the part of the Kurds who have been troubled by the war, but does not sympathize with those Kurds who have been repeatedly used as gunmen, and almost every ten years use the lives of a generation of young people as a bargaining chip to jump out.

  The "Kurdistan" described by these people across the four countries of Syria, Iraq, Iran, and Turkey is like a fantasy in the eyes of Boss Joe.

  Since the end of World War II, the big brother of the Soviet Union and the old Americans have used their "ideals" to use them as guns in turn, using them to check and balance the chickens, and at the same time disrupt the Middle East.

  This actually caused the image of the Kurds to get worse and worse in the Middle East. As a result, it seemed to give those people the illusion that they could succeed!

  In fact, the Kurds have always been a mess inside. The Syrian Kurds, the Turkey Kurds, and the Iraqi Kurds themselves can all fight together.

That is to say, the old Americans really can't stand Isis's arrogance and domineering. They are in a stalemate with Russia in the struggle for the Syrian regime, so they selected the Kurds again, gave them money and guns, and asked them to help attack Isis. .

  Syria and Iraq are really a mess now, and Iraq is even better. At least they can stop the large-scale civil war as long as they solve Isis.

  The soldiers who came here were not Kurdish troops with ideals, but real militiamen, to be precise, farmers and herdsmen who were forced to take up guns.

  They have undergone some training, and then they have honed their combat skills in long-term actual combat. They just want to defend their homeland, and the establishment of a country and international politics have nothing to do with them...

   Qiaojia consciously cannot judge whether it is right or wrong for a nation to plan to build a country...

  If they succeed, it will be a great cause of generations of bloodshed and sacrifice. If they fail, the Kurds will become a cancer that is disgusted by countries in the Middle East.

   Winners and losers are just winners and losers, Choja doesn't think he is qualified to judge them, or get involved in their great ideals.

  Choga now only wants to hold high the humanitarian beacon of Princess Emina, and open the humanitarian channel from the Persian Gulf to the border between Iraq and Syria.

  'Helping the suffering people' is always right!

  Helping to designate a safe zone, so that refugees who have been plagued by war but have nowhere to go can have a place to live, which is also beyond reproach.

  Princess Emina has become a guest of the United Nations through a series of auras and her practical efforts in Libya, and has been invited to give a speech, and also showed the tragedy of the Kurdish villages on the Syrian-Iraq border in front of the media.

  She has now roughly finalized several major sponsors. As long as the United Nations lets go and puts pressure on Syria and Iraq at the same time, P·B can enter the venue to delineate a safe zone.

  Boss Joe’s positioning of this ‘safe zone’ is a ‘trade zone’, which is the terminal for the goods and materials sent in from the Persian Gulf to disperse.

  Joe's status as boss is simply not suitable for participating in politics in the Middle East.

  Because as long as you participate, you must curry favor with one big brother and offend another or even several big brothers.

   This is not in line with Boss Joe's usual win-win position!

  The 'win-win' here is of course that the big brothers win first, and then the younger brothers win a little bit depending on the situation. Boss Qiao is only responsible for tasting each dish after cooking.

  But once you stand in line in the Middle East, the identity of the cook will be gone...

  I fight terrorists and engage in humanitarianism by the way. I only provide 'safety' to refugees, and I promise to treat every customer fairly.

   If possible, Choga even wanted to declare it a permanent neutral safety zone.

  There will not only be a refuge for Kurds, all people who have been homeless due to the impact of the war can go there.

  The most important thing is that people who live there don't even have to vote!

  I don’t even engage in Kurdish autonomy. I asked Princess Emina to hold the thigh of the Secretary-General of the United Nations and beg them to take over.

  There are similar precedents in the world, that is, there are laws to follow and room for manipulation.

  Joga hugged the dirty and smelly child, took off the towel from Tony's shoulder in disgust, and wiped the child's face.

Looking at the big-eyed child in surprise, after wiping his face clean, he revealed a beautiful little face hidden under the black ashes. Qiao Jia laughed and called Tony to give the child a white steamed bun version of Roujiamo. He made a bowl of hot soup...

Leading the child who is estimated to be only two years old, he walked to the side and found a small Maza to sit down. Looking at a group of Kurdish children who were curiously surrounding him, Qiaojia took out a large bag of candy from his pocket like magic. , piled on the small dining table...

  Looking at a large group of children with shining eyes, Qiaojia glanced around, and waved to a Kurdish girl with big braids who was about twelve or thirteen years old and wearing a military uniform...

   "What's your name?"

   "Mia, sir, my name is Mia."

   "OK, Mia, you are in charge of these candies now, one for each person, and the ones that are leftover are distributed from the younger ones, you are in charge, is it okay?"

  The little girl was stunned for a moment, then gave an American military salute amid Choga's surprised expression, and said loudly: "Yessir!"

Qiaojia froze for a moment, shook his head, wrapped the blackened towel around the neck of the child just now, made a face-washing movement, and then rubbed his head, giving it to those children who saw the candy's eyes glowing. Get out of the way.

  Leaving the dining area, Choga walked a little farther away, looking at the approximately 4,000 Kurds who came to the air force base, he shook his head with emotion...

   This is a bit different from the situation he imagined, but the situation is still under control. Even because of the appearance of these Kurds, P·B can save a lot of things...

  The original plan was to recruit workers locally in Iraq to assist P·B in handling the logistics of tens of thousands of troops. Now it is no longer needed. These people are enough.

  Being hoped by thousands of people, to be honest, made Choga a little stressed.

  But it is precisely because of their hope that they are the most reliable people.

   Watching Nice and Antar walk towards him with a few people, Choga glanced at the women and children who were eating, and the Kurdish militiamen who were armed but seemed a little at a loss...

  He pointed to an off-road vehicle not far away, then walked over and climbed onto the roof...

  Dorian doggedly took out a big speaker and put it on the car's engine, then handed the microphone connected to the extension cable to Choga.

  Then P·B's little blacks began to gather spontaneously as if they had been summoned.

Tony handed the precious large spoon in his hand to a Kurdish woman, beckoning her to help distribute the food, then took off the white apron on his body, folded it carefully and put it in his pocket, then called his subordinates to line up and walked to the A queue started near the boss.

  The new special forces team didn't know what happened, but they saw the members of the third BDE team surrounding them. They looked at each other and followed most of the steps.

  Joga looked at the Kurdish militiamen who seemed more and more uncomfortable because of the soldiers lined up, he clapped the microphone in his hand with a smile, and said: "Take it easy, guys, we are welcoming you...

  Welcome to our site, P·B site, you are safe! "

   Dorian grinned and looked at those Kurds who were like turtles. He beat the engine of the car vigorously and shouted loudly: "Strike hard~"

   "Huha~"

  (end of this chapter)