From Arms Dealer To King of War

Chapter 1395 Negotiation

Less than 30 minutes after Al Thani hung up the phone, the Taliban fighters in Kandahar raised a white flag towards the Cerberus.

More than forty Taliban militiamen came out from various places, with unwillingness and anger on their faces. They threw their weapons on the ground and stood there with their hands on the wall, waiting for P·B to search them.

At this time, there was no point in wondering whether they should all surrender. The soldiers of the combined company successfully received these prisoners and placed them in the square of the city hall for custody...

Even if these people shot down a Black Hawk, the 'Cerberus' who had feelings did not abuse them, but gave them the most decent treatment.

 Food, water, medical services, and even Libyan soldiers from the combined company thoughtfully helped them pull up a canopy to protect them from direct sunlight.

This group of Tower L class, who were fighting desperately against P·B an hour ago, enjoyed unprecedented prisoner treatment at this moment, so that the mood of most of them changed from anger to uneasiness, and they were worried about P·B's people. Want to do tricks.

 ‘Cerberus’ personally placed the first bearded man who came to deliver the message on a folding camping chair...

Looking at the bearded man who still had a humiliated expression on his face, Cerberus hesitated for a moment, gave him a cup of coffee, and said in a deep voice: "We are not your enemies..."

The bearded man took the coffee and said in a low mood: "You entered our home with guns and cannons, forced us to surrender, and then told us that you are not enemies...

 It's not fair, it's not fair..."

After being silent for a long time, ‘Cerberus’ said: “I would rather believe in honor than fairness!

P·B is not a NATO coalition. If you can change your perspective on us, you will find that we are actually here to help you. "

 The bearded man smiled sarcastically, pointed to the city hall next to him, and said, "Is this what you call help?

You took over areas that should have belonged to the Afghans, prevented us from gaining the right to run the city, and then told us that you were helping us...

 You people from P·B are as arrogant as the NATO alliance decades ago! "

‘Cerberus’ was choked and didn’t know what to say for a moment. However, the squad leader of the Eagle Brigade who was responsible for managing these prisoners said a few words for him...

“My name is Abdu, I am a Libyan, I have experienced a similar situation to you, before I joined the Eagle Brigade, I even considered driving a self-destruct truck...”

As he spoke, Abdu looked at the bearded man and turned his attention to himself. He said bitterly: "I used to be like you, treating everyone as an enemy and wanting to drive everyone out of their homes.

 Then we made a mess of our homes and even made our homes an island.

 I don’t know if you know what it’s like to be on an “isolated island”?

 That is, when you feel that you need outside help, everyone will ignore you and no one cares about your feelings. You will be trapped in an "isolated island" suffering from hunger and thirst, and then no matter how hard you try, there is no way to get out of the predicament...

 Then you will see people who once had the same idea as you become refugees one after another, begging like dogs for a mouthful of food and drink..."

The bearded man heard this and said angrily: "We won't..."

The squad leader sneered and said: "You probably won't, because you have guns in your hands, and you can plunder food and wealth from those defenseless civilians.

 When you find that under your leadership, civilians in Aqiong Khan begin to starve to death, you will know what the "isolated island" I just mentioned feels like.

 When the time comes, you have to pray and ask for help from the outside world.

 The outside world will respond to you, but they will not let you eat. Instead, they will keep you in a state of immortality and then ask you to manage the country according to their requirements.

 Then you will find that you won, but you changed nothing and even made your country worse.

 You will be disappointed, angry, and want to escape. In the end, you will find that many of the people running this country have the same idea as you. They will greedily grab all the visible wealth and then escape from here..."

As the squad leader looked at the bearded man's confused eyes, he said bitterly: "I used to be the leader of a militia group, and I have experienced what I'm talking about...

I have countless opportunities to escape Libya, go to France, Italy, and even the United States...

Until P·B took over Tobruk, brought it back to life, and returned the rights there to the locals...

 At that time, I made up my mind to stay and be an ordinary soldier, vowing to protect our queen, our prince, and our city...

　　P·B is not your enemy, because you don’t have anything here worthy of our boss’s covetousness!

 The only reason he came here was to save fewer lives in this country when a humanitarian crisis broke out.

 For you, P·B is almost the only external communication channel without any conditions, and you foolishly chose to go to war..."

　　…………

 A P·B convoy left the base and headed to a remote town on the north side of Kandahar...

 Even if the people in Taban L class had the guarantee of Qatar Al Thani, they did not have the courage to go to Kandahar Air Force Base to meet with Boss Qiao.

 In the end, Boss Qiao gave in and provided Al Thani with enough room for mediation, which facilitated this meeting.

The ones responsible for escorting Boss Joe are the Bat Team 1 and 2 and the Tajik Team...

When the motorcade stopped, Dorian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, got out of the car and opened the door. He said to Boss Qiao who was bending down to get out of the car: "Boss, these people just like to play tricks..." Qiao Jia got out of the car and watched. When he arrived at the foot of a hillside, there were more than a dozen corpses wrapped in white cloth. He patted Dorian's arm indifferently and said with a smile: "They are 'accusing'. As the party taking advantage, we They should be understood.”

As he spoke, Qiao Jia walked around a dozen corpses placed on the ground and saw the leader of Class L, Ahunzhali, a kind-looking old man under a simple canopy on a hillside...

After nearly two decades of media siege, the image of Taliban in most people’s hearts is that of ‘violent bandits’…

In fact, except for the old man Ahonzhali, the other senior leaders of Tower L class under the sky do seem to be gangsters.

  Traditional clothing, headscarves, beards, fierce eyes, AK, RPG, these elements are combined together, and it is difficult to combine them with words like ‘kindness’.

When Qiao Jia was about to step into the sky, he was stopped by a young Tower L class. This guy had a sparse beard and was a bit handsome. In the eyes of Boss Qiao, this guy was not even close to his idol Guevara. Somewhat similar...

Looking at the young man's outstretched hand, Boss Qiao glanced at the two bodyguards next to him who were carrying five RPGs like peacocks spreading their tails. He shook his head and stretched out his hand towards the other party with a smile, and said: "I am a jackal..."

The young man's eyes were rare and clear. He held Boss Qiao's hand, looked into Boss Qiao's eyes, and said: "I am Mohammed Jacob. Your people beat me very badly. Those corpses below are They are all my men..."

Qiao Jia smiled regretfully, reached out and patted Jacob on the arm, and said: "I'm sorry, but I won't say sorry. I believe that if you are a qualified commander, then you should know the reason. .”

After speaking, Qiao Jia put aside Jacob, who had a slightly stiff expression. Without waiting for the other party's invitation, he walked to the kind old man under the canopy and sat down. He picked up a simple teapot and poured himself a cup. I took a sip of tea...

Qiao Jia was a little uncomfortable with the bitter tea. After he reluctantly swallowed the tea, he looked at the old man in front of him and said, "You invited me here, I'm here..."

Ahonzhali looked at Boss Qiao with a smile on his face and said: "I have been hesitating since I received your invitation. Now I finally have the opportunity. I want to hear your opinion..."

 At this time, of course, whoever puts forward the conditions first will be at a disadvantage...

Qiao Jia sneered and shook his head and said: "I don't have any ideas, I am very satisfied with the status quo.

I have a smooth supply channel in my hands, I control the Kandahar City Hall, and there are tens of thousands of Kandahar people who are counting on me to survive.

 Oh, I also surrounded a group of soldiers who maliciously attacked me..."

Akhundzali waved his hands to signal to the people around him not to get excited. He glanced at Jacob, who had an ugly face, and said to Qiaojia: "Jacob is very young. He has no ill intentions towards P.B. His target is Kandahar, where there was originally It belongs to us Afghans..."

Chaojia shook his head and said: "Firing rockets at my base is definitely not a friendly act. As the chief officer of a military base, it is difficult for me to tolerate organizations with unknown attitudes around the base holding heavy weapons to deter me."

Akhundzali was stunned by Qiao Jia's words. He said in a deep voice: "As a foreigner, you bring soldiers and heavy weapons to our land..."

Qiao Jia waved his hand to interrupt the other party's words and said: "If you don't make me feel threatened, how can I use these weapons.

I was commissioned by the United Nations Office for the Coordination of Humanitarian Affairs to investigate and supervise the human rights situation in Afghanistan.

At the same time, the United Nations Office on Drugs and Crime commissioned P.B. to investigate and control the drug trade in the Golden Crescent area.

Of course, these have no mandatory effect, but P·B is an international organization recognized by the current Afghan government, which means that my actions in Afghanistan are legal.

 I'm protecting myself and protecting unarmed civilians...

As far as I know, after the withdrawal plan from NATO was established, nearly 600,000 people in Afghanistan have fled to Pakistan. Why do you think they would rather abandon their homes and become refugees? "

Akhundzali was silent for a few seconds and said in a deep voice: "The international community has misunderstood us. The United States has used distorted propaganda against us for decades, which has made people full of discrimination and accusations against us.

 We need to reverse this situation and let people see what the real Taliban is like. "

Qiaojia grinned and said: "I can pretend not to know about your internal power struggle, and pretend not to know that the warlord politics of Afghanistan will lead to the incomprehension of political orders.

 I tried hard to convince myself that you are really determined to change Aqionghan. What’s the result?

  Attacking P·B will not help what you said. In fact, I am the most important person to you at this stage...

 Because the United States has frozen the US$7 billion originally used to aid Afghanistan, and this money is now in my hands!

I don’t doubt your ability to take over the entire Afghanistan, but if you are clear-headed, you should understand that I am the key to your ability to feed the people of Afghanistan in the next few years.

 Because you rely on the outside world for most of your food, but after NATO withdraws, you won't even be able to get the money to buy food. "

As he spoke, Qiao Jia looked back at the livid Jacob. He pointed at his nose and said with a smile: "Look at me, I am a jackal, and I am a commissioned partner of the Humanitarian Coordination Office.

  In other words, even if you can persuade the international community to provide food aid, in the end you will need to transport it through me.

What you have to do now is not to review why you lost, but to say "I'm sorry" to me first, and then you are qualified to consider other issues.

I am your savior, and you must face me with the most respect, because you cannot defeat me around Kandahar...

 The most important thing is, I don’t have any **** need from you!

 Now you should apologize to me first, otherwise I won’t be able to listen to anything your leader says next..."

 (End of this chapter)