Gulisa's voice was quite special, a little exaggerated and loud: Ah? Dear, have you finally got rid of the enemy?" Then she must have turned around and said something like Kurdish to the people around her. This language that also uses Arabic but is a bit different from Pashto, Persian, and Arabic. Today it really hurts Buck's mind.

Then the voice quality was obviously not as good as that of the quantum phone microphone, and a large number of women screamed and cheered!

Then Gulisa seemed to cover the microphone and whispered: "I am with my fellow combat brigades, and they all know that I am marrying an Eastern European hero!"

Buck was a little anxious: "You can't let NATO know who we are, they think we are dead!"

Gulisa actually laughed a little: "Yes, we have died together, so I didn't go back to the tribe and came directly to the combat brigade. Oh, dear, where are you?" It's obvious that whenever I say the word dear, the girl will amplify the voice, and then there are a lot of women clamoring around, and a few obviously get close to each other: "Oh! Mr. Asa! When will you show us your powerful power?" The playful and enthusiastic tone is not concealed at all. The impression that Muslim women give the outside world is the old-fashioned behind the black robes. In fact, in most secular Islamic countries, they are women first, women full of gossip and noisy women, and Muslim women who fight extreme fundamentalisms seem to be particularly noisy.

Gulisa, who returned to her own group, seemed to be affected, and quickly explained: "Assa is my nickname, just to hide our news. Those who know me call me Asa."

Buck was a little embarrassed: "Oh, I got it, I got it...I'm in northeastern Syria."

Gulisa didn't know if she turned on the hands-free, but it was like a radio around her, and it turned into a chirping sound of hundreds of ducks: "Oh! It's really brave..." and it also translated into Arabic and said it to others.

Buck asked quietly: "Can we whisper...we both whisper?"

This legitimate request was rejected by the voices of countless women over there, and Gulisa seemed to be unable to cover the shame on her face, but someone came crazy: "Dear! I miss you!"

This made Buck, who was about to withdraw from the phone and hung up the phone, had to continue to cooperate in awkwardly: "Oh, so is me, so is me..."

I'm afraid that Gulisa would have the intention to commit suicide at this time.

So the phone was bustling again, and there were almost always sounds of gongs and drums. Many voices were asking: "Then come! Come and find us, we are on the border between Syria and Iraq! Otherwise, we will come to find you!"

I really don’t know how many of us are. Buck vaguely remembers that Gulisa used to be a teacher. After the war, he joined a loose female Kurdish combat team. Unexpectedly, she was there. Buck could only try to turn the topic to work: "Gu...Asa, can you contact the Kurdish armed commander near Isaac? I have an important stronghold for the IS army. I only have one person now. You know that my main purpose may not be this stronghold, so my staff is not sure whether I need to invest. I need help now to obtain information about this stronghold."

The noise over there finally calmed down. After one or two seconds when Buck thought the other party was hesitant or timid, a stronger cheer suddenly erupted!

Women's brain circuits are really different from those of men. They are not concerned about strongholds or battles, but Buck alone: ​​"Oh... Asa! Your husband is so strong! You dare to run around in IS territory alone! Let's go and support her together!"

Gulisa looked so happy that she couldn't stop her ears. She struggled to get closer and said, "It's me, are you in Isaac?" The voice was diluted so that Buck had to stick to the microphone to tell, but those girls were so up close that they were very troubled!

Barker thought that the IS army across the lake would hear it, and quickly said: "Yes, I'm on the periphery of Isaac. Can you contact the people here? It's okay to have a satellite phone or any other method. I only have two days."

As a result, the phone was hung up: "Okay! We know, we will send Asa to you at the speed of the stars running towards the moon! Remember to charge the phone!"

Buck wanted to say a few words to bring some medicine to the child, but the phone number there couldn't be reached!

Buck had to choose to call Dudka Hyena and the others again. It seemed unlikely that he would return from the same route. After the Hyena went to join Dudka and the others, she also came from Turkey to the border near Isaac to wait for news. That area was also the territory of the Kurds. The Turkish government regarded these Kurdish Workers' Party, which had been trying to establish a country in the southern mountainous areas, to encircle and suppress them as reactionaries, but it has not been successful.

Dudka said that they did not mention Buck and Gulisa's names, but were also well received, and even recruited them to join a lion regiment to fight against IS.

Buck pretended to be nervous: "You won't change jobs, are you?"

Dudka laughed: "Boss, they can't afford our salary!"

Buck also smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

After hanging up the phone, he called Xiang Wan and informed Gu Lisa's rather nonsensical situation. He asked Xiang Wan to say hello to her wives, especially to call Ye Mingjing.

After a round of phone calls, Buck squatted in the grass by the lake with some disappointment and didn't know what to do. The Kurdish armed forces... Anyway, the combat effectiveness of Gulisa and his tribe armed forces was very worrying. Now it seems that the style of the female combat team is very unreliable. What should I do? I broke a piece of grass and drew circles on the water.

At this time, Achika, who was squatting two meters away, moved closer carefully: "Uncle...Uncle, what are we eating tonight? I'm hungry..."

Buck suddenly realized the apology: "Oh! Let's go and go back to eat..."

At this time, Buck looked back at the hill castle opposite and saw the light of the lights again!

Just like the daytime chanting, he could hear the slight sound of the diesel generator this time, not very surprised, and there was electricity in all areas opposite. There were several lights around the mosque at the top, and there seemed to be a fire.

Perhaps it was darkness that encouraged Buck's courage, and it was more likely that he did not trust the Kurds who didn't know when they would come. Buck decided to go over and take a look at it secretly, using the castle structure that he had been repeatedly observed during the day, using the special terrain near the waterside, and approaching this strange castle in ancient times, at least to help future actions explore the way.

So after walking a few hundred meters back to the stone house, quietly simmering a bunch of fire, and after consuming the pancakes and gnocchi, Buck sorted out his things and decided to swim over.

But unexpectedly, Achika actually asked to follow him to the lake: "I'll help you look at the clothes and things!"

Buck was a little suspicious: "You are alone by the dark lake. You are not allowed to make fires or shoot, or make noises. You may not come back for a long time. Are you not afraid?"

The child expressed his efforts: "Don't be afraid!"

Only six years old...

War is a sin!
Chapter completed!