Ten minutes later, Buck was already driving the eastbound road in the windshield with cracked bullet holes in the front windshield, as the old man said the fuel tank was full.

In such a chaotic place, if there is a car filled with gas, it will immediately create a sense of freedom that is as big as a world and can be explored everywhere!

Buck turned off the headlights and tried his best to move forward by relying on the moonlight. He moved to the head of the child who was in the co-pilot and wrapped a new bandage. Buck deliberately let the backpack he was slapped on his chest to offset some impact. When the militants who were driving were killed, the out-of-control pickup truck hit the roadside, which still injured his head a little.

But even so, the child still couldn't hide his excitement and excitement: "Are you a jihadist?! Are you going to kill the pagans?"

Living in a city like Heka, maybe the old man can judge the right or wrong of the IS army based on his life experience and choose to avoid it silently. However, for children, for children who do not have a complete outlook on life and thinking ability, it is the easiest to be brainwashed. Maybe they are tied to the crowd with bombs on their bodies to detonate, which seems to be like a game.

Buck was a little silent: "Sit down... we have something else to do next, you should go to treat the disease soon."

The child couldn't stop and reached out to touch Buck's rifle between the front seats, but Buck reached out to knock him off: "This is not something you should touch at this time!"

Achika pursed her mouth a little and began to sob in a low voice: "Grandpa...I want Grandpa..." And it was obvious that the crying sound began to amplify immediately.

Buck was worried: "Hey! Your grandfather has agreed to you that he will go out for treatment before he can come back to find his grandfather."

How could the child reason with him? He was already sitting in the passenger seat and started crying loudly: "Grandpa! You are all lying... Grandpa is going to die! Grandpa is dead... Grandpa is dead in order to send me away..."

It turns out that the child who has been sitting next to him and can understand a few words understand everything!

It seems that his English level is not bad, but in Syria, English is indeed the common language with the same status as Arabic.

Buck, who has not had the experience of dealing with children of this age, scratched his head hard: "Can you stop crying?" In response to him, the louder cry seemed to be spreading far and far away from the vast desert. Buck felt that his eardrums were about to be shaken, and the corners of his mouth moved, but he chose to just wait for the child to cry and see how long he could howl.

But Buck still underestimated the child's persistence in his child's voice. He was the one who surrendered quickly. The intensified high decibel situation made Buck collapse. He reached out to pull down the magazine, jumped out of the bullet inside the chamber with one hand, and threw the rifle over: "Let's play!"

Achika miraculously stopped crying, but only drove in the quiet car for a while, the child who was stroking the cold metal bolt and whispered: "I really can't see my grandpa?"

Buck felt that the persuasive education skills he had honed in love before were completely useless: "You just think it's still going to see it."

The child was serious: "But I can't see it?"

Buck said perfunctorily: "You just pretend you will see it, like everyone is going to die, sooner or later, but everyone pretends that they don't know this and do this and that, right?"

The child was suddenly confused and sat there stupidly thinking. After a while, hesitated: "Allah will tell us how to do it, right?"

The atheist Buck had no choice but to shrugge: "Then make a wish to Allah."

This was the most correct thing he said this night, and the pickup truck finally became quiet.

The child kept kneeling by the passenger window, looking at the sky with bright moon in the sky, and chanting with words.

Buck finally got the time to call.

Lao Bai confirmed that Russia used two Su-24 fighter jets and two Su-34s to carry out adaptive air strikes. Because Russia has detailed reservoir information, an expert suggested that they only need to attack a substation between the reservoir hydropower station and the city. For the current IS army, there is no need to rebuild such a facility, and there is no need to spend too much effort to explode the reservoir dam. You should know that many reservoir dams built by the former Soviet Union in the mid-century were built according to nuclear war prevention standards, and there was too many missile-guided bombs and the cost was too high.

Russia is really not well-off now.

So in the end, about four 50 kilogram guided bombs exploded the entire substation area through!

Buck happened to take advantage of the summoned air strike chaos to remove himself.

Lao Bai was more excited: "It proved that this model is more feasible! We sent a message to remind the Russian side through Iraqi diplomatic personnel, and they adopted it. Speaking of which, these Russians do what they say, it's really like polar bears."

Barker responded in a normal manner: "It's better for them to do it than for us."

Lao Bai said, "It's been a long time since we played such a role on the international front. It's still a little touching. Pay attention, the leader requires us to ensure safety and not blindly pursue the results of the war and bring China into it. However, our path is effective, with a little smaller and more stable step. We can't stand many failures now, do you understand?"

Buck, who doesn't turn on the lights in the dark night, seriously answered.

Lao Bai has the delicateness of an intelligence leader: "Are you more adaptable to the Russian style? Or are you more fond of it?"

Anyway, on the empty road, Buck didn't mind saying more: "Russians? They don't have any good feelings and don't hate them. They are like that. Polar bears are powerful and do not forgive others. They have to grab them when they see benefits. They also have a smart mind and are cruel enough. So I never feel easy to deal with them. In the past, I would rather do some small business with NATO. After all, European and American countries still talk about some rules. Russians have no bottom line when they start a stubborn!"

Lao Bai seemed to be in a good mood and laughed: "It's good that you have a solid heart in your heart. There are no eternal enemies or eternal friends. Now you have to be careful when working together... pay attention to safety!"

Buck just hung up the phone.

About half an hour later, the pickup truck approached the only intersection on the road.

There is a cross on the vast desert highway. I am from west to east and north to south, which is the direction to the capital of central and southern Iraq. The old man said that there may be a checkpoint at this intersection. The only gas station on this road is also here, although I don’t refuel.

There are two AK rifles on the car, one Browning pistol, and one bazooka!

As an ambulance, Buck did not see any oxygen cylinders, first aid kits and other equipment, and there were not even a stretcher, but there were five or six empty magazines and two boxes of rifle bullets. Buck simply pulled over and threw away the bodies in the two cargo compartments, spit out pees, and shared compressed biscuits and vitamin pills with the children. After drinking purified water, he drove Achika to the back row when he got on the bus, and simply taught the children to load the rifle bullets into the magazine: "The bullet is facing forward, don't load the reverse."

The child was impatient: "I know! I often see them pretending! I will come, I will..."

Do you think such a child can still grow up like a normal child?
Chapter completed!