Chapter 462: An American Author's Travels in Gossip City
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"20XX, XX month, XX day.
I have been in Somalia for more than a month, and what I have seen and heard during this period of time has proved that I have made an extremely wise choice after retiring from the battlefield in Syria, and this trip will definitely bring me an unforgettable experience.
Here, I got to know a lot of Somalis, who are not as unapproachable as they are rumored, but who are peaceful, kind, and cherish the life in front of them. While I was a fair-skinned foreigner, I was a little curious, but I didn't have the same reverence that black people had for white people as the newspapers used to say.
Oh, God witnesses, I'm not a racist.
When I finally arrived at my destination after more than ten days of bumpy rides on a passenger ferry, like many foreigners who have just arrived in Somalia, when I saw the magnificent Bagua City, which is known as the most miraculous modern city in the world, I felt the same as every outsider. The mysterious Oriental gossip, this is a mystery of the world, but in my opinion, this is the most beautiful city in the world.
It doesn't have the hustle and bustle of a modern city, nor the turbid air, but everything looks very calm, and it is very suitable for tourism and retirement. The flat city walls, this kind of buildings that should have disappeared a long time ago, but give the city a bit of medieval atmosphere, the combination of ancient walls and modern cities, this is a combination of ancient and modern, reflecting the majestic atmosphere of ancient buildings and the beauty of the combination of modern urban unconventionalism.
It was only when I stepped off the liner and entered the city for myself that I could truly appreciate the beauty of the city.
I turned down an enthusiastic taxi driver. He wanted to come and help me with that salute, and wanted me to ride in his car. Go inside the city. I shouldn't have turned down this enthusiasm, but I turned him down anyway. Because I want to get closer to this amazing city step by step and experience the grandeur of this city with my own steps.
The taxi driver, a Somali national, did not get angry at my refusal, but instead gave me a map of the traffic rules and floor plan of Bagua City and wished me a pleasant trip.
Carrying the computer and saluting, under the guidance of the map, I started a new journey. Leaving the busy port and walking along the breezy grassy lanes made it difficult for me to associate this place with the barren East Africa.
As a writer who likes to walk around the world. I've been to the Sahara, to Egypt, to most of East Africa. If it weren't for the turmoil in Somalia, I might have come here long ago. Now, though, I prefer to come here because it's a completely different East Africa. Somalia is in need of a reality change in the eyes of the world, and it is a beautiful country. One has a pastoral field. There is also a modern urban combination of the country, and this feeling is like walking through an old European manor.
As soon as I stepped out of the port, I immediately felt the scale of the city's future prosperity. There are rows of new buildings everywhere, and a building with more than 90 floors has become the most dazzling building in the harbor. Although many of the buildings I've seen are taller than it, this dream-designed building still allows me to witness its unique charm. to the day it was completed. Enough to be the most spectacular and beautiful building on the coast of the Gulf of Aden.
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Walk through the city walls. I officially entered the city, the streets were wide. There are a lot of vehicles coming and going, and through my somewhat broken Chinese, I heard the name of this car, the African Lion A, which is currently only sold in Somalia...... At this point, I realized that none of the cars I saw in Somalia were imported from outside, and Somalia had its own strong automobile manufacturing industry, and the cars, buses, and trucks on the streets were all the crystallization of Somalia's own automobile industry. It's hard to imagine that these cars, with their beautiful lines and craftsmanship, are among the best in the world, built by the Somalis themselves.
What really surprised me was that it was while talking to the owner of a small supermarket that I really understood the magic of this country. The owner of this supermarket is a one-legged young man, and with broken Chinese, I know a lot about here. The owner, who speaks fluent Mandarin, was a former Somali regular army soldier who opened the supermarket after he broke his leg from a landmine during the war against Bossaso. Now, the owner has a wife who loves him and a one-year-old son.
When I talked to him about the industry here, the boss proudly said, 'These are all brought by our president, without him, we would not be where we are today.' The boss proudly pointed to the cars passing on the street outside the supermarket, "These cars will soon be obsolete!" All of them will be reclaimed for disposal. ’
At that time, I was very surprised, these cars on the street looked new, just like this country and the city, full of new vitality, so many cars were scrapped, I was very puzzled to express my doubts.
Who knew that the boss of the road pointed to a gas station on the street that was surrounded by a construction fence, and answered my doubts, "Do you see that gas station, there is no gasoline on the surface, and it will be converted into an electric fast charging station." ’
In the next boss's explanation, I realized that this is the Somali government's young president issued a plan for future transportation, in the next two years, the whole of Somalia will gradually phase out all gasoline cars, except for trucks, all other vehicles will be paid by the government, free replacement of Somali Automobile Group successfully developed electric vehicle products, at that time, the entire Somali street, will be replaced by electric vehicles, including all non-cargo vehicles. At that time, even long-distance buses will use electric energy.
When I heard the news, the mirror next to me directly reflected my shocked look, the United States has been working hard in the electric vehicle industry for 20 years, and many large automobile industries and countries in the world have also conducted research in this area for more than 10 or 20 years, but I never thought of it. Here, it is possible to popularize the electric vehicle industry.
If the entire automotive industry in the world is free from its dependence on gasoline. Then I don't know how to think about it, this will definitely be one of the craziest things in this world.
Oil is depreciating rapidly. With the rapid development of global green energy technology, the pattern of the world has changed,......
I really can't depict what kind of world the world will be in the future, maybe in a few years or ten years, the world will be the fastest changing period in human history.
At heart, I'm not a politician, and I'd love to see that change and hopefully Mother Earth will be better in the future......
Leaving this supermarket, my footsteps did not stop. Pass through the second wall. Before, I thought I had seen the face of this city, but the truth is, a city with a wall.
Walking through the city walls, a new world-class metropolis began to unfold in front of my eyes. Western perspectives have paid little attention to the city's changes, perhaps perhaps because the clouds of war were already hanging over the city, and many people were far less interested in prosperity than they were expecting war.
The streets are wider than any city I've ever visited. The vehicles and population are huge, but this large city has surprisingly good transportation and municipal facilities......
Everyone is in a hurry because they have to work for their new country. Trying to build it, only idlers like me have come here from distant lands. Be their loyal audience......
I was indeed a spectator, with too much curiosity. I'm going to be attending a huge event in the city. I've been to the capital of China, and I've been to Red Square in Moscow. I have participated in many of the same grand ceremonies as today's event.
But I never looked forward to it so much, and when I went to Beijing four years ago, I thought it would be the most exciting moment of my life, but I was wrong, it turned out to be the place.
Oh, I'm sorry, but forgive me for my excitement, but I, who has just come out of the battlefield in Syria and is standing in a city where the eyes of the whole world are watching, is full of anticipation for the country's grand National Day parade. Dear readers, I am sorry that I will pause for a moment to calm my excitement and go to observe this grand military parade, and if my Somali friends have not lied to me, they will have tens of thousands of soldiers participating in the parade, which is no less than the military parade of Russia in the victory of the Great Patriotic War and the military parade in China every ten years.
A month's wait, just for tomorrow's hour or two, is really exciting. ”
Millard, an American novelist and a contracted writer of National Geographic, after experiencing the Syrian civil war, submitted many high-quality manuscripts, and the newspaper's beautiful editor-in-chief from Kansas asked him to choose a trip to a place as a reward for his excellent performance, all paid by the newspaper.
Of course, the condition is that after the trip, he will hand over a high-quality travelogue.
Through careful selection, Millard chose Somalia, a country he had long been curious about, and one that was also gradually making many Americans curious and sad.
As a novelist, he has a unique interest in traveling, seeing the miracles of proof and exploring the footsteps of history is his greatest desire. Now, there is no place more attractive than this, whether it is a Somali who speaks fluent Chinese, or a level of civilization that is no less than that of an advanced country, just what he has seen and heard in a month, and every article he has written has been highly appreciated by the editor-in-chief.
This Somali military parade is his main course.
He had heard a long time ago that there was a miraculous Chinese in distant East Africa who was turning a poor country into a group that was squeezed into the center of the world at a speed that was called the greatest miracle of the world.
That miraculous Chinese, not only did not become the muzzle of the guns of Somalia at the beginning, but came step by step, not only gaining the support of ignoring the Somalis, but also completely freeing this originally poor nation from the ranks of the United Nations.
In terms of humanitarian affairs, this Chinese person's contribution to the impoverished areas of the world is incomparably great, because he saved tens of millions of starving Somalis in one fell swoop, leaving the United Nations with nearly $2 billion in aid every year.
If you talk about the greatest philanthropist in the world, you can be among the best by virtue of the actions of that miraculous Chinese at this time. After all, the World Humanitarian Relief Organization also focuses on improving the food self-sufficiency problem in poor areas of Africa, and this Chinese has done it, and after several years of hard work, tens of millions of Somalis in need of assistance have been fed and clothed.
If it is only personal, Millard admires Li Lan's actions very much. As an American, he also has another emotion in his heart for Li Lan, how much he hopes that Li Lan is also an American, how good it should be.
Of course, he doesn't like those politicians either. From a writer's point of view, that magical Chinese is just a very good creative material, and he very much hopes to be able to create a book based on Li Lan, and before that, he must do the most Li Lan to fully understand.
For a barren country that can take a country with nothing, in just a few years, build a powerful military power. There was too much curiosity in his heart, and on the battlefield in Syria, he clearly understood what it was like to be in a country at war.
On the day he came to Somalia, he clearly understood that the country under his feet was not at a disadvantage in the competition with his own country. In his opinion, this kind of strength is only possible in the whole world, China and Russia.
Officially, as a result of this war, with that magical Chinese, Millard chose Somalia. He was eager to know how the country had resisted the mighty American chariot.
There are few countries in the world that know themselves better than him, and no one can shake the hegemonic position of the United States, whether it is strategic deterrence weapons or conventional weapons. Since the Gulf War, the United States has ended in victory in every war.
This is the first fortress that the United States has not breached, and the casualties of tens of thousands of American troops are also telling him that the mystery of this country is definitely deeper than that of China. I was eager to understand the weapons and equipment of this country, and I was also eager to understand what their soldiers were like. Are blacks on the battlefield really as unreliable as the investigative reports of the Americans?
The military parade is a test of a country's own armed strength, and he hopes to find the answer that has puzzled him for a long time through this military parade.
Perhaps the country's military might is as unpredictable as its thriving cityscape. (To be continued......)