Kurdish girls do have a rough beauty. Most of them have black hair and dark eyes, but they have deep Europa eye sockets, and the African slender legs unique to Middle Eastern girls. Even though they mostly wear gray-green uniforms, tactical vests on the outside, they are basically wearing thin-legged jeans and beautiful sneakers or pony boots on the bottom!

Even on the battlefield, the young girl still loves beauty so much. Gulisa obviously dressed up carefully in the morning and leaned against Buck like a bird. She even got into the car like this. She reached out to grab Buck's hand holding the gear handle.

Because the three girls unceremoniously drove the poor child into the car, and squeezed behind him and chattered and kept talking to Buck: "I heard you have other wives? But why do you look so gentle?"

"What ethnic group are you from, East Asian? But you look very MAN!"

"I think it's too rare for men to be careful and gentle!"

"Are all the men on your side like this? Don't you hit your wife casually?"

"What do you think of gender equality?"

One was very straightforward: "What do you think of me? Are you still marrying a wife?"

Just because Buck carefully sprayed disinfectant on the back of the Achika slept in the place where he slept in the back row before driving, the girls were so fond of love.

Buck tried to be more peaceful: "In fact, we can't generalize. Our country also has machismos. There are also people who obey their wives. They are all different personalities." In the rearview mirror, you can see five other pickup trucks following behind, just like women standing in the car and holding anti-aircraft machine guns. The ones are full of female soldiers!

This time, Buck has fallen into the Kingdom of Women.

After detailed communication and planning, the entire team of nearly 400 people was divided into three teams. Buck's group had the least ones and more than forty female soldiers, but it is said that they were also the craziest. They never feared the cruelty of any IS army on the battlefield. This can be seen from the girls' tactical vests with grenades or detonators. As long as they are injured and captured, they will never endure the rightful ****. Suicide explosion is almost the only choice.

It's still a bit dark, so why does this land always explode suicide?

Moreover, the legion they belong to was nearly 10,000, divided into seven or eight combat groups to cooperate in various places.

Buck can only say that he really admires the women on the battlefield, just like Natasha was amazing back then.

After all, women face more dangers and hardships than men on the battlefield.

Fortunately, the task assigned here was a relatively simple task. Returning to the urban area south of Isaac, a winding river runs through the entire city and flows southeastward. This area is traditionally an IS controlled area. So, under the leadership of Buck, six cars turned a few turns and rushed into a yard on the bank of the river. The vehicles stopped quickly, and several girls immediately carried SVD skillfully.

The sniper rifle climbed up to the roof to do a sniper lookout. Five or six girls were familiar with each other and arranged a post at the street entrance. The others came to look at Buck. They were very interested in everything about Buck and wanted to open all his pockets to see if there was something. So Buck had to take out the colorful foods in his bag, refreshing gum, and other outer packaging of the colorful foods for the girls and aunts. Even the cigarettes were quickly divided into one or two pieces per person.

This move once again won praise from the members of the Women's Legion and expressed blessings to Gulisa. Of course, there was also unabashed envy, envious of her having left this war-torn land. Perhaps for the Syrians, this war has only begun in recent years. The Kurds have been struggling since they were born. They are all rebels from their respective countries and seek independence and building a country. From a national perspective, this is simply a dead knot, an inseparable knot. The Kurdish leaders of each tribe must fight for independence. From a personal perspective, there is almost no end of peace, because even if they do not resist, they can only get suppressed by their respective governments.

Another girl went to the river to check it out according to the task arrangement and came back to report: "Yes! Just as Asa's husband said, there are dozens of tourist boats by the river, which can be used!"

Buck was going to check the boat again and left the sick and head-covered Achika to the women, but warned not to have any direct contact with him.

Of course, Gulisa came out with Ba's hand, drilled out the hole in the wall, and waved her hand to the girl who was hiding here with a smile, and walked down the stairs on the bank of the road with Buck, and then whispered: "Aren't you angry, are you? Everyone knows that I'm marrying you and leaving with you."

Buck shook his head and smiled: "I'm just a little ashamed, a little disappointed in your kindness, and I hope that the future will not delay your happiness."

The river bank in the city is very small in width, with embankments and steps on both sides. There are a lot of garbage and even corpses floating on the water surface of thirty or fifty meters. Buck drove past the bridge here in the morning and saw a string of small boats under the bridge. He had a sudden inspiration. Now he stretched out his feet to touch those small boats of fiberglass. It is probably the paddle boats that traveled to the lakes and rivers in peacetime. Now they are almost dirty and worn together with rusty iron chains.

Gulisa also carried an AK rifle on her gray-green army uniform and wore a black and white plaid Arabian scarf on her neck. Her long dark brown hair casually tied a ponytail behind her head. She looked at Buck seriously: "I already feel very happy. Compared to my tribe, these comrades in the army, I thank Allah for letting you take me out of this place. I am really tired of this endless battle and killing!"

Buck was about to say, then why are you coming back? Then he naturally thought about why the girl was, so he just stopped and nodded: "I'm quite tired of this kind of struggle between countries, so he will not have an end at all. Pave the way, pave the way for others, and we can go as far as we can."

The two of them sat down casually in a corner beside the steps of the embankment. Buck mainly wanted to avoid those girls who dared to say anything. Gulisa obviously prefers such quietness. Even though there were occasionally a few gunshots in the surrounding city, she still couldn't stop smiling. Especially when Buck subconsciously asked her to sit in a safer place against the wall, he pulled the turban with both hands and closed his hands and covered his mouth: "I know, actually, I understand in my heart that helping me is like helping that child. You have a kind heart. You always try to take it away from hell when you can help others. I won't ask for anything more. The life you let me see is already so beautiful, but I still want to wait for you. When you need me, I am always there, no matter where I am."

Buck sneered a little: "I'm kind? Come on, you don't know me..."

The advantage of this place is that it is located at a lower turn and is covered by thick stone pillars. It is estimated that in peacetime, it is also a good place for lovers to snuggle with each other. But while Buck was talking, he looked around and just showed his face a little bit from the corner. With a slight slag, the stone next to him was broken and a little bit of it was splashed on his face!

Then only then did I hear gunfire from afar!

There are snipers!
Chapter completed!