King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 1360: 1156: Mr. 8 Minutes

Chapter 1360: Chapter 1156: Mr. 8 Minutes

Syria, Safe Zone!

Sanderson rubbed his aching back and walked out of the dimly lit room.

Seeing Teresa, who had already donned her military uniform, suddenly open the door across the hall, Sanderson leaned on the doorfra and said with a tired expression, “Aren’t you a bit too excited?”

Sanderson glanced at Teresa’s sturdy waist and said, “Wake up next ti when you leave at night, or I’ll always feel like a weakling.”

Teresa reached out her calloused hand and touched Sanderson’s scruffy face, laughing, “You did pretty well. I could feel you were trying your best.”

Sanderson heard the room door next door suddenly open, and his old pal “Tailor” let out a nauseating weird laugh…

Feeling greatly the unfairness between n and won in this matter, Sanderson said helplessly, “Okay, okay, actually sleeping alone in the second half of the night is pretty comfortable.”

While Sanderson was comforting himself, the door to the left room opened, and Water Snake, wearing only underwear with a white towel hanging around her neck, walked out…

She eyed Sanderson and Tailor with disdain, then said to Teresa, “These n are all trash, co over and help check my uniform, I fucking burst that damn pair of pants…”

Tailor gave Water Snake the finger, then scanned her trying to find even a hint of femininity, but the result left Tailor very disappointed…

As it turns out, aura is the key to femininity!

Tailor’s gaze followed Water Snake’s backside until she disappeared into the room, then he sighed and said to Sanderson, “I have to find a good place to try tonight. I want to know if I’m old or if Water Snake has made develop a repulsive reaction to won.

FUCK, I haven’t found a woman for ages, but I don’t have any desire at all. Do you think I’m sick?”

Sanderson looked sympathetically at Tailor and said, “You should spend more ti with normal won, those Kurdish girls are nice.

I’m considering filing a report to transfer ‘Water Snake’ from the team; I reckon only ‘Bullhorn’ from E Team can deal with her.”

Then Sanderson looked towards the room from where hearty laughter emanated, and he shook his head, saying, “I finally made up my mind to propose to Teresa, and now I find she doesn’t seem to need .”

Tailor sympathetically looked at Sanderson and said, “I think as a man who falls asleep before finishing his cigarette after 15 minutes, marriage isn’t necessary.

FUCK, actually n are the weaker group, but why do we always lose more in divorce!”

Sanderson sighed and said, “Maybe finding a wealthy woman is a man’s true destination; child support isn’t all a man’s responsibility either.”

While the two bored n chatted, Hemostat, with a scarred face, wearing a stiff military uniform pushed the door open…

She glanced disdainfully at the two old white n and shook her head at Sanderson, saying, “Last night you were busy for only 8 minutes; Teresa went back and wrote a speech, arranged so security matters, and had a midnight snack.

Vanguard, you should go see a doctor; Sangha Town has so Chinese doctors who are good; they can solve so n’s problems with herbs.”

Then Hemostat walked to the next-door room and banged on the door hard, shouting loudly, “How much longer do you need?”

Sanderson watched as the Diamond Quartet walked out of their respective rooms with a look of resignation and spread his hands, saying, “We’re the signed soldiers of P·B, why should we be so excited?

Two girls sacrificed to protect Amina Company, the boss feels guilty…

The funeral concluded yesterday; the boss gave a Shah prince’s head and over a hundred ISIS scumbags’ lives as a tribute, I think it’s enough!

It’s just an internal eting of Martyrs Camp, we don’t have to make it too grand…”

Hemostat looked disdainfully at politically clueless Sanderson, saying, “I know why you only lasted 8 minutes, because you’re too focused, your brain is probably full of Teresa’s backside…”

Sanderson irritatedly patted the flimsy wall, saying annoyed, “FUCK, this lousy place, do we still have privacy?

What’s wrong with being focused?

It’s a basic respect for others!”

Then Sanderson saw Hemostat’s contemptuous expression, he patted his still dizzy head and said, “Alright, tell what happened?

I got a concussion from a mortar attack last week, still not completely recovered, so being a bit dumb should be normal, right?”

Hemostat looked at Sanderson like he was an idiot and said, “The boss brought all the kids here, don’t you know what Teresa and the others have been worrying about?”

Sanderson was stunned for a mont, frowned and said, “Our boss isn’t the type to casually accept a woman and then put his kids in a trouble zone.

He brought the kids here, just proves Teresa and the others’ sches fell flat…”

Hemostat looked at Sanderson like he was a moron and said, “Bro, with a captain like you for B Team, I feel I’ll never see my retirent pay raise by 30 levels.

Not ntioning the lunatics in E Team, look at C Team people, look at D Team people, Poison Wolf went to Southeast Asia, Grey Wolf went to Congo, their pay increased two levels in less than half a year.

And yet here you are, diving headfirst into Teresa’s embrace!

Bro, if we don’t take more jobs, when can we get promoted and raise our pay?”

Sanderson was startled for a mont and said, “Hemostat, are you crazy? You’re already at level 18, what more do you want?

Who upset you, why are you venting your anger on ?”

Hemostat listened, took out a nacing-looking knuckle from his pocket, and with a vicious grin said, “Dagger Squad’s Gunpowder, that bastard grabbed my ass yesterday and said Dagger is the true front-line Special Force of P·B…

Put your damn clothes on, look sharp, later help hold down that foul-mouthed bastard, I’m gonna beat him to death!”

“FUCK…”

Soldiers have hot tempers, especially the four guys from the Diamond Quartet…

Upon hearing Hemostat was bullied, these burly Russians instantly sobered up…

Sanderson went back to put on pants and shirt, then haphazardly donned his military dress coat, walked to the door looking at Hemostat, and said, “We’ll help you beat him up, but you gotta tell why Teresa sees today’s eting as so important.

FUCK, Gunpowder’s really blind, he actually dared to grab your ass?”

Hemostat flipped Sanderson the bird and cursed, “Yeah, that SOB is as useless as you, grabbing my ass and then not daring to co find , I had to listen to 8 minutes of moaning, then nothing on my side…”

Diamond’s Chainsaw was stuffing a pair of tactical gloves into his pocket, and upon hearing Hemostat’s ‘incident,’ he let out a ‘shush’ with a chuckle and said, “Hemostat, later we’ll help you beat up Gunpowder, that shorty, we gotta let that guy know that screwing over B team’s goodwill cos with consequences.

I’ve long had enough of that T1 bunch, we’re the real veterans here, right?”

Hemostat flipped both middle fingers and spun in place, then looked at Sanderson, saying, “Yesterday that kid Gino went around claiming he’s Kurdish…”

Sanderson paused, amused, and said, “Teresa and the others are not looking for an Albanian boy pretending to be a Kurdish Prince; what they really want is for the boss to marry a Kurdish girl among them…”

The safety zone is still nominally a temporary area defined by the United Nations, they are concerned that once P·B shrinks the front lines, this place might be abandoned.

Besides P·B, or rather besides the boss, no one can establish a foothold for tens of thousands of people in the safety zone.

What they need is assurance that ‘P·B won’t pull out,’ and nothing reassures them more than persuading the boss to marry a Kurdish girl and have a child.”

Hemostat listened and shook his head saying, “Gino is just a part of the boss’s strategy, this kid is just for the local civilians to see in the safety zone.

Teresa leads the Martyrs Camp, which is rely local militia of the safety zone; their salaries are raised by Princess Amina within the international community.

Now what the boss wants to do is formally integrate Martyrs Camp into P·B’s ranks.

Do you know what this ans?”

Sanderson rubbed his dizzy head and said, “ans Teresa is gonna be my colleague!”

Hemostat looked at Sanderson like he was an idiot, saying, “Are you stupid?

Integrating Martyrs Camp into P·B’s ranks ans the boss absolutely won’t abandon the safety zone.

Because this is Teresa and their holand, they won’t abandon it, and P·B absolutely won’t abandon its employees.

This ans as long as Teresa and her people are there, the boss’s support will keep flowing!

Why did past important events require Antar coming here to coordinate?

Because Teresa and the others weren’t P·B people at all, they were just a militia supported by P·B under the United Nations’ na.

Once Teresa signs with P·B, she’ll imdiately beco the highest leader in the safety zone and be able to coordinate nearby P·B forces.”

Hemostat looked at Sanderson blankly and disdainfully said, “Going forward Teresa won’t have to sleep with you to move the safety zone’s artillery.

In terms of authority, you are just a soldier, Teresa will be your superior!”

Finally comprehending, Sanderson, wide-eyed, said, “FUCK, does this an I’m gonna be under her?”

A Tailor who had already dressed up sympathetically looked at Sanderson and said, “Buddy, so things you just gotta endure until they pass.

At least Teresa definitely won’t ask you for child support, maybe she’ll even give you so nutritional allowance every month, seeing how poorly you perford.

I initially thought it was 15 minutes, but it ended up being only 8 minutes, haha…”

Sanderson knew that his ‘8-minute guy’ embarrassnt was unavoidable, and he said in exasperation, “Actually, I think it was 30 minutes, you must have checked the ti wrong.”

Hemostat shook his head derisively and said, “Even during training, I feel ti goes by slowly, but I won’t lie to myself…”

Hemostat watched Teresa co out from Water Snake’s room, called, “Teresa, wouldn’t you agree?”

Teresa laughed and walked over to Sanderson’s side, saying, “I think Vanguard perford splendidly…”

Teresa dodged Sanderson’s arm reaching out to her, smiling, “Don’t wrinkle my clothes, I want to attend the eting in my best state.

Follow along, I want you all as witnesses…”

Sanderson watched the eager Teresa briskly leave the officer’s quarters, spreading his hands, saying, “I don’t quite get why Teresa is so excited, but I think I should go support her.”

As Water Snake passed Sanderson, he firmly slapped Sanderson’s ass, saying in his distinctive hoarse voice, “That’s right, any woman willing to praise an 8-minute guy who can’t save money, that’s true love!”