The meeting progressed very quickly, although there were some disputes or different points of view in the middle, but they were quickly coordinated and reached a consensus under the coordination of the old guy. After the discussion, I left the seventeenth innings with Berezov. He's about to set off, his people are already waiting for him outside, and I'm going back to rest. At the end of the meeting, I felt some kind of relief, and my whole body relaxed at once, and then I felt a strong sense of sleepiness and exhaustion. This may be the psychological effect of being able to have a chance to retaliate soon.。。 In the words of the old guy, gamblers have the opportunity to turn over the book, and they should always feel at ease.

After returning to Paul's training camp and getting a good night's sleep, I first went to the hospital to see the injured Tractor** and Said. When I arrived, he was still asleep, and it was said that he was not in good mental and physical condition, and he slept most of the time.

And Saeed, who was on the hospital bed next to him, was there with a newspaper and watching. It looks a lot better than a drag oil**. After seeing me coming, Said looked at the person who was taking care of them and whispered a word, and the man stood up and walked out of the room with another person sitting next to the oil tractor.

"The local newspaper you read... Can you read it? I asked.

Said put down the newspaper and looked at me, smiled, "It's better than some people being completely illiterate." ”

I walked over to his bed and sat down, pointed to his stomach and said, "Okay?" ”

"No problem." Said said as he patted the wound lightly, "I thought I was going to explain it there." It was about the same as several times before, and in the end I was able to escape. Looks like I'm about as lucky as you are now. “

"Is it about the same?" I smiled bitterly and asked, "You should still thank Allah." Maybe he's bless you and want you to continue your war with the infidels. “

Speaking of which... Of course, Said didn't joke casually, but nodded solemnly and said, "Of course." When I was in the village, I swore in the mosque that if I was allowed to get out alive. Then I'm going to fight the Yankees forever! “

Look at what he said so preciously. It makes me feel a little embarrassed to just make a joke. So I quickly changed the topic and said, "The person you brought back, what are you going to arrange?" “

"He wants to train here. He told me that there were still a lot of people who wanted to be trained. Said said with a sigh, "He told me that few of the people we saw outside the village had any experience in military service. They used to come from all walks of life, and they were poor people whose families were ruined by the war. “

"So you're going to organize these people and bring them here for training?" I was curious, "That's a lot of money, and what do you want to do?" Go back to guerrillas? “

"Money?" Said smiled, "That's not a problem at all. There are more and more people who want to support the fight against the Yankees. Not to mention the others, it's the guy we rescued from Afghanistan. At that time, looking at his pitiful appearance, perhaps everyone thought that he would be taught a lesson and live his rich life well, right? He nodded at me and continued, "But that's not the case. After recovering for a while, he told me to organize my own people, form an armed group or support an armed group behind me to continue fighting the Yankees. Said and looked at me, "Don't be surprised, there are quite a few of them in the Middle East. Otherwise, how do you think the armed forces that are constantly fighting and have nothing but fighting are maintained? Is it in arrears to eat and drink all the expenses for weapons and equipment? As for fighting guerrilla warfare ... Said shook his head, "I don't think it's time to do this." At least Iraq is no longer good. But the Americans are not going to stop there, and we will have a chance in the future. Now all that needs to be done is to train people, train a large number of people. ”

I looked at Said, who was talking there, and I suddenly felt that he had become a little fanatical. I used to think he was still a very rational person, although he also had enthusiasm and insisted on resisting with others, but there was a deep disappointment and loneliness in his bones. It makes me think he's still a calm and reliable guy. But at this moment, seeing this man lying on the hospital bed, even before that, he had been thinking about how to continue to fight the Americans in the future... I think he's more than just patriotic anymore... He was looking forward to war, a war on a large scale. It's as if some of the people appointed by the government who were driven to the islands just after liberation were looking forward to the outbreak of World War III.

I didn't continue the topic, but walked over to the side of the oil ** after a few perfunctory words from Said. He was pale and asleep with his eyes closed. As far back as I can remember, he didn't seem to have been so badly injured, and he had always been heartless but always lucky.

"He's fine." Said looked at me and said, "Although the injuries are much worse than mine. But there is no danger, but it may take a long time to cultivate. “

I nodded and didn't speak, I hope he'd better stop doing it. It's best to drive the porsche that Zhao Yi promised him to go home and soak those so-called juniors.

"I have to thank you." Said spoke again, "If you hadn't insisted on running with me all the way, I wouldn't have come out." ”

I looked at him and said, "Don't talk about that. You just said you were lucky. Thank you for your luck. After I finished speaking, I took another look at the oil ** and walked to the door.

"You're leaving?" Said asked.

"Yes. There is still work to be done. I said.

"Is this a follow-up to our action?"

I walked to the door and nodded, "Sort of." You can take care of your injuries. After raising it, you can do your big things. But I still advise you to forget it. ”

Just after noon the next day, the old guy sent a car to pick me up and take me to the seventeenth round. Here I met three assistants and five guards assigned to the old fellow. The three assistants were familiar, they must have seen them in the seventeenth round, and two of them smiled politely and nodded when they saw me. And those five people don't know each other, and they don't remember it at all, but from the feeling of it, these people should be good, and they are all very capable.

On the plane, I was placed next to the old guy. The old guy looked like he was ready to go to bed as soon as the plane took off. But before he closed his eyes, he suddenly whispered in my ear, "Don't worry about being used as a guard. It's going to be a lot of fun. After saying that, he winked at me mysteriously.

Thanks to the old wolf for cutting the fat!! Thanks for the ancient tea tip!!!

(End of chapter)