Because Buck's communication headset was already in Basson's puzzled voice: "Buck, what's wrong with you?" The snipers seemed to be aiming at him all the time!

Buck, who came out, understated: "You didn't tell these people that they should empty the room as they advanced?

Another contractor pays more attention to detail: "What are you doing in that room for a while?"

Buck smiled even more: "Pay attention to the quality of the deceased's cornea, can it be sold at a good price......" and sighed regretfully: "These mountain people have cataracts and can't use them, it's a pity." ”

Now there is silence in the communication channel!

The five contractors from European and American countries basically don't talk nonsense with Buck anymore!

Is this still human?

Wandering on the battlefield, if in addition to killing people and goods, even the organs on the corpse are not spared, it is too vicious, even the beast is inferior, it is easy to be despised, these contractors who have been on the battlefield for a long time have no bottom line in their brains, it is difficult to persist for so many years, so the moral standard of this Eastern European mercenary has been repeatedly underestimated, no matter what religion they believe, this practice will be punished by God and go to hell!

Too greedy for money!

Buck understands this truth, and succeeds in disliking people, so that the eyes that have been staying on him are scattered, and he is happy to be only responsible for treating the wounded, and then he has the acting skills to search all the way for the body of the IS deceased and the belongings left in the room!

Because the battle came too suddenly in the early morning, there was still a lot of harvest in the room of the IS army who hurriedly met and fled, there were more than 20 mobile phones in old and new models, a few beautiful Arabic knives, a small amount of dollars and gold and silver jewelry, plus three laptops of different models and five tablets, Buck was a little surprised that this extreme armament adapted to the trend of fashion and digital, but looking at the corpses, there were several faces of young people in Europe and the United States, and it was relieved to think of Daisy, who was also from London.

Of course, in the process, Buck also collected several passports by the way, which are far more useful than other objects, and can be exchanged for a more suitable identity in the hands of those who make fake passports in Eastern Europe.

In the end, after a slight argument with the tribal militants, who were also starting to reap the spoils, while picking up a few guns, Buck gave up on the show.

The main thing is that he has a medical kit for easy stuffing.

And the whole front is still in full swing, and only a few people can compete with Buck for business.

This made it strange for Bassoon and the others who came down from different directions on the mountainside to look at Buck after the battle, and their military doctor was now squatting on the steps of the earthen house, smoking a cigarette, and doing business with other locals skillfully!

People don't have a language to communicate, and the mountain people don't have any concept of currency?

This wasn't a problem, bartering was good, and Buck managed to trade a few strings of Arabic-style jewelry from someone else with a few tablets and a solar charger, one of which seemed to have rubies on it!

I don't need an old mobile phone, just give it to the local children, although I may not be able to make a call, it's still no problem to look at the jihadist movies stored inside, and the new mobile phones and laptops have allowed Buck to change to a lamb! So Buck was very proud when he saw Bassoon and others coming: "I'll treat you at night, let's eat roast sheep!"

Basson snatched the laptop from the deal with some helplessness, and a German contractor immediately sat next to him and turned on the computer, searching for possible information in it, and the French contractor looked at Buck with a light face and frowned: "We are here to give military guidance to the locals on behalf of NATO countries, and you must pay attention to maintaining your image." ”

Buck blinked innocently: "What image do I have? Aren't I just a military doctor, treat them and save their wounds, make more money when they are fine, and don't violate the rules?" Then he whispered two daggers with green stones on the handles to Bassoon: "This is for you, and it can be sold for hundreds of euros in the European market." ”

Bassoon couldn't stop back with a smile: "You!" As a former Soviet Union country, there are corruption and bribery, and European and American countries have always had a sense of superiority over this phenomenon that is common in the other camp, but they still feel quite speechless when they have such a good thing in their own team.

Buck actually happily retracted the medical backpack: "Then I'll keep it myself!" Then Basson and the others watched Buck sneak to the side of the tank and point fingers at a large group of tribal militants gathered there, and finally many people actually climbed into the tank together!

Several NATO contractors had no choice but to follow along.

Then he was stunned to see Buck actually climb into the driver's seat, tinker for a while, and start the tank triumphantly!

It caused a large cheer from the armed men of the surrounding tribes, at least not when these contractors taught them combat skills.

This kind of tanks that appeared in the Middle East are basically all former Soviet products, and the way to operate the double tracks is similar to the old type of tractor, and there is no new tank directional handle, and there is no spark plug electric ignition equipment in those years, and the high-pressure air blowing start of the tank car diesel engine is quite troublesome, and in the Middle East, in the case of poor maintenance, it is difficult for tanks in European and American countries to continue to be used for many years, but it is the old hairy thing.

After a while of warm-up, Buck even slowly let the tank tracks start to run over the road, and many of the tribal fighters couldn't wait to climb onto the tank, ride on the gun or hang on the turret and wave vigorously at their companions, asking to take pictures with their newfound phones!

Bassoon and the others felt quite a toothache!

Even the English-speaking middle-aged tribal elder huddled over and sat on the driver's window of the tank's front of the car, feeling the staggering progress while bowing his head to Buck.

Maybe for these people, sitting on it is similar to the feeling of a samurai riding on an elephant in ancient times, controlling a behemoth, it is obvious that NATO provides more than a dozen trucks of light weapons and various supplies, plus any tactical training, is not as great as the temptation brought by these two tanks!

In such a region with a lack of heavy weapons, these two former Soviet tanks are already invincible weapons of destruction, and today it is not for the fact that they curled up all night and suddenly caught the other side by surprise, and there were snipers who prevented the other side from launching tanks, and they could not win at all.

At least that's how these tribal forces viewed it, and they had never dared to attack tanks before, and they had already learned many painful lessons.

When they see the tribal elders communicating with their subordinates everywhere, collecting various items with gems and handing them to the "driver", what else do the NATO contractors not understand? This thing must be exchanging with the tribal elders by teaching driving skills or something!

Bassoon hurriedly squeezed over to try to stop such an act, but immediately received an uproar from the Kurdish tribal forces, and the tribal militants who were still fighting side by side just now immediately turned their faces: "Don't you Americans just want to put us in front to fight the IS army, but are you afraid that we will learn more skills?"

Get!

The three high-ranking officials who didn't seem to know what NATO or which country they were, did not hesitate to bump and eat along the way, and lost so many firearms and supplies before they reached an agreement with these tribal elders to form a good relationship, and they were easily destroyed by the money-hungry Eastern European mercenaries in front of them!

Buck stood up in the driver's seat very innocently, he really didn't have such a vertical and horizontal strategy skill!