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Barker stood among a group of golden eagles who were generally taller than himself, and his size was even stronger than him. He was a little too short of sight. One of them reached out and grabbed his sunglasses without hesitation. It was probably because the humiliation on the stage just now made them want to find a place to vent.
Buck didn't want to be an venting bag, so he shrugged helplessly: "It's what you did yourself, you chose to stay, you want to come to this party to confess, what does it have to do with me? I was still in Crimea last night. I don't deny that I'm recruiting people when I come back to Ukraine. What's my interest in returning to such a country that is now broken and broken, I'm going to come back? Kharkov, Donesque, Crimea, and I've got nothing... Not a
A group of militia who can’t do anything, a new recruit, is just a golden eagle who is determined to defect to Russia. Today I plan to fly back to Asia from Belarus. I can bring about a dozen people with my business plane. If you are interested, I will leave immediately. I don’t have much US dollars. The rest can be paid in Belarus. As for family members... Anyway, people who have passed away have brought their family members. In Thailand and Malaysia, the rate bin is free and easy and don’t want to come back."
The dinner also added: "Blue sky, white clouds, tropical beaches, we mainly fight pirates and protect resort hotels. Oh, the latest job is to protect the Dream Island Pageant."
The previous description of the scenery environment has already made some people feel moved. In the end, this sentence immediately took several breaths. I don’t know if it was taking a nap, so more than 30 golden eagles were a little quiet.
At this moment, the curtain seemed to suddenly become quiet, and I heard Lord Gusef's tone that was different from the priest's preaching: "So! I decided from now on, I will take off the priest's robe and form a political party to participate in parliament and presidential elections as an ordinary Ukrainian old man! We must bring peace to this country!"
The whole stage was silent for a moment, and then tens of thousands of people suddenly burst into a huge cheer: "Ula..." "God bless us... bless Ukraine!"
Buck's expression was as surprised as the group of golden eagles, but he instantly realized that the old man... had really changed. He learned from his mistakes along the way. Lord Gusef decided to join the politics and use the absolute popularity and belief he gained in his position as a pastor to become a politician!
Including the appearance of these golden eagles in front of him, and the moment when he is currently at the highest reputation, he announces his entry into politics, it all shows that he is changing towards a politician!
Since the way of using missionary prayers and preaching cannot change the destiny of this country and cannot stop the war, then you will completely become a politician and turn religious power into political power to change the status quo!
In this era where politicians are messing around and having a good time, a respected pastor seems to be the best choice!
Is it surprising?
In fact, although the Orthodox Church has never controlled the regime, there are many clergy who have turned into politicians. The most famous one is of course Stalin, a seminary dropout.
From this point of view, the two pastors obviously had an exchange with Lord Gusef. They had a tacit understanding on the stage just now. Although they pretended not to say anything, they would strongly support Gusef in the future!
This gathering of the gathering waiting for Gusef is proof of this!
Taking advantage of the noise in front of him, Buck made a case: "I don't know what Lord Gusef thinks, but I think he can bring peace to Ukraine. At least he will fight for this matter with his life. Whether you still want to serve the country or just the nation, I suggest you leave Ukraine temporarily, see the situation clearly, and come back to join, otherwise... I think you may be used by all parties and become political bargaining chips and victims... The sacrifice at that time may not be as simple as kneeling."
Perhaps the humiliation mentioned earlier, the breathing around him suddenly tightened, and a big man couldn't help saying, "If it weren't for the sake of his family, we wouldn't have stayed!"
Yes, with unique skills, where can the world be so great?
Do you have to stay here and suffer such humiliating vigor?
Buck fell on the last weight: "Yalmolenko, deputy chief of the 704th Aviation Regiment of the Third Guard Division of Kiev, was the pilot of the helicopter crash of the Speaker of the Parliament last year. He escaped with us and also brought his family to Thailand. Now he has recruited a group of former guard division colleagues. As the commander of our aviation fleet, he has a peaceful life. We have comprehensive family welfare and education and training support for our children."
The half-bald man who hadn't spoken was shorter finally spoke: "I know him! Second place in the entire army's aviation performance... If all you said is true, I'll go with you! I have a wife and two children."
Buck held back his ecstatic expression and took out his satellite phone and dialed Yarmolenko neatly. The former aviation colonel was also engaged in recruitment work in Kiev: "I found ten people here, but they are all from the Air Force... I'll come here right away!"
The rest is very simple.
Sitting in a coffee shop near the square, except for the two of them who were unable to go to due to family reasons, thirty-five other people, including two former Kiev Golden Eagle Commanders, agreed to go to Southeast Asia first. Buck said it was a vacation in the past. After seeing the working environment, he felt willing to stay. He had to pay all the travel expenses.
These 35 people will immediately take their families to Belarus under the arrangement of Yarmolenko in the past two days, and then take a civil flight to Thailand!
It is really difficult for Buck to suppress his joy at this time: "Work well, live well, no longer have political disputes and playfulness. You can maintain your judgment, and the right to do or not do is in your own hands. See you in beautiful Southeast Asia!"
Just leave the executives to arrange these things. When Buck waved goodbye to these guys, he clearly saw that their eyes had finally washed away the previous confusion and full of expectations.
Standing in front of the cafe, two hundred meters away is the blue conference curtain with yellow crosses. This religious event decoration represented the color of the Ukrainian flag, but this group of former special forces members were deeply moved.
They definitely don’t have the ease with Buck who is about to meet his family. Even if they have already gained hope for future survival, they are mixed.
After all, they once dedicated all their youth and passion to this country, but now they are leaving their motherland in the name of being driven away. What a sadness.
The short half-bald Cook is the oldest, in his early fifties, but he is the commander-in-chief of the entire Golden Eagle Army in Ukraine. The colonel, who was in charge of more than 2,000 operation personnel across the country, couldn't help but stand there and slowly raise his right hand to salute... The sound of the choir-like national anthem in the square over the other was louder and louder, and the commander with his head raised his head trembled a little, and he sang softly with the sound of breaking through the sky!
All the Golden Eagle members standing behind him silently raised their right hands in front of their foreheads. Perhaps this was the last solemn military salute!
The other Golden Eagle members are basically because of Ukrainians and belong to the most elite capital operation force. The families are all around the capital, so they cannot go to Russia. Now they must face the situation of condemnation everywhere before they are willing to stay and confess to the religious priests. Unexpectedly, they will end up like this.
The atmosphere is very solemn, right?
Buck's phone rang, and the ringtone was still very nonsensical by the Korean Uncle Bird's "Gangnam Style"!
Very exciting music!
It caused a group of golden eagles to turn their heads and glar at him again!
Is there such a boss who eliminates people? Isn’t it just that he is rich?
Chapter completed!