Basson finally got out of the way.

The NATO Kurdish region has always adopted a strategy of pulling and defense, but there are few confrontations head-on. We pay great attention to cultivating so-called people-friendly relationships with the Kurdish region. This can be seen from the fact that the other four people are still helping the elderly to go down the mountain, so Basson dare not be arrogant, but before turning around and leaving, he winked at Buck.

Although he felt from the bottom of his heart that the Eight-Nation Alliance could not please anyone no matter how hypocrisy was done, Buck still regretted it a little. He should have heard Basson talk about the tribe after all, but he had his own tricks. He first squatted to check the injuries of the middle-aged elder. This is the same as the condition of the father of the elder Eto of Omo when he went to Busanga Island to save the father of the Omo elder Eto. The doctor always has the aura of the saint in front of the patient.

The elder, who looked in his forties, was very kind to him: "Thank you, let's go and have a good talk with us, okay?" His tone was completely a negotiation tone.

It was obvious that a few hours ago, Buck had the chance to escape by himself, but he stayed there. This attitude completely made the Kurdish tribe friendly, so Buck stood up and reached out to take the elder who was being held: "Come on, I will teach you how to carry people..." He avoided the two main injuries on the elder's body with a more unique one-shoulder camel man movement, and walked towards the direction of the old men as fast as he could. He was not used to talking within the sight of Basson more than ten meters away.

On the way, Buck also pointed out the girl who was following quickly to find a few sticks or steel pipes to make a simple stretcher. Seeing the girl's graceful figure carrying a rifle, she put it aside, and the elder on her shoulders introduced: "She teaches in the city and is the only woman in our tribe who knows English outside. Other young people will not be able to come back tomorrow, but many of their brothers and fathers have been martyred."

Buck nodded: "You are going to prevent the IS army from attacking in the future. After all, they suffered heavy damage these two times and will definitely retaliate."

Having reached the elders, the four old men sincerely expressed their gratitude. Buck supported the middle-aged elder and leaned against the broken wall. Six people sat down on the temporary carpet together. Immediately, a woman brought tea and food to them. Although it was a diesel-flavored water and dry noodles, it was already very stylish under such conditions. Even a tribal elder would have to be proud of this at this moment.

The middle-aged elder couldn't wait: "It's still the same thing. We hope you stay and help us. What do you want, we try to satisfy you!" After an old man said a few words, the elder translated: "We have oil fields. In fact, the area in the towns here belongs to our tribe. We have a large oil field that was discovered during the Saddam period. Although it is shared by several nearby tribes, now is when we are deciding to get the ownership back from the government. We have money to meet your requirements!"

Compared to the ethnic jewelry that was just to make my wife happy, and the beautiful alien girl who definitely wouldn't have happened, this temptation... is not the temptation of money. Since the other party has the funds that can be paid accordingly, that's another matter. Buck scratched his head and thought for a while: "First of all, I have to explain that I am a mercenary. I took NATO money to be a military doctor. I have no other political purpose. I originally planned to leave tomorrow morning and part ways with them. I said the same thing just now with them."

The middle-aged elder nodded vigorously: "Yes! It's because you have no political purpose, you are the purest friendship!"

Pure and nonsense!

Buck smiled: "I'm jealous of money... Let's put it simply. It must be a bit difficult for you to resist the IS army. If you want to rely entirely on NATO to help you, you will definitely have to pay a lot of money. You are very clear about this in your heart. I'll give you a suggestion, do you think it's okay?"

The middle-aged elders quickly translated. Several elders approached, and Buck sneaked into the distance and stretched his neck. The others also returned to the French and spoke: "I can't stay, and they don't allow me to stay. This means that I, a little mercenary, intervened in the big NATO affairs..." Just when the elders could not hide their disappointment, Buck added: "But first I can find someone to help you, and I am an Iraqi, from Basra. You can coordinate with each other to see if you can get some heavy weapons such as tanks, and then I will find a master to come and do secret training for you. I will really teach you how to fight. They teach you all."

In a short time, Buck thought of the Abekel brothers who were in Iraq. Since he wanted to raise the mercenary branch in Iraq, isn’t this an opportunity to start a business? Jinyu can also take the opportunity to send two or three people over, and then he can gradually draw combatants from the Iraqis and the Kurds, all of which are all beautiful!

The elders immediately had a happy look on their faces. It was obvious that this proposal was more reliable than Buck staying alone, but he looked down on the Iraqis a little: "What can they do?"

Buck analyzed: "I hope this is a secret, and I can't let NATO people know that in fact, I have fought against the IS army in the south with them, and they are still combative. More importantly, the Eastern European instructors who came later are really powerful and can train your tribal soldiers with the southerners. You can discuss the price at this price, how about it?"

The middle-aged elder couldn't wait: "When will it start? We are now in danger every day!"

Buck nodded: "I'll give you your phone number, and you will be able to send someone to Basra to contact them immediately, and I will be able to inform the instructors to come over immediately. I will stay here for another day or two and I will be able to pick it up, but you must not let NATO know that you have asked someone for help, and I will be in a miserable future!"

The elders laughed: "We have never believed in those NATO guys! Just cheating on them, you are our best brother!"

Buck refused the elder who was happy and wanted to hug him one by one: "We still did not talk about what to take it. I took some benefits from you and decided to help you stay for another day or two..."

The Kurds nodded hard to the script, but added modifications without authorization: "Then let Gulisa stay with you for the night first, and then take her away when you leave! Is one enough? If not enough, there will be a girl, just choose whatever you want!" He looked like he was not enough to care about his fullness!

The pet collector Buck shook his eyebrows hard: "My wife knows I will take another girl home and kill her!"

The elders actually showed the expression that men knew: "Isn't it enough to keep it outside? We can all raise several wives!"

Buck rubbed his hands: "Forget it, I already have several wives, and the pressure is too great!"

The elders were so scared that they couldn't help but hug him, especially an old man with a completely sympathetic expression: "You are right! Others always envy us for how many wives we can marry, but they don't know where this is an easy life?"

A group of men who married several wives began to discuss this complex issue in anger!

In the distance, Basson and others couldn't help but take off the scope on the rifle and watch secretly. They didn't know what they were saying with their intimate expressions, but they didn't know what they were saying. You must know that the senior officials of the NATO Middle East Operations Agency did not talk so intimately!

This Wu Gelan military doctor is very friendly!
Chapter completed!