Chapter 1057 is true and valid
Soon, all the trucks were moving towards the coast.
At the southern foot of the hill, they took one last glance at the camp, which was as empty and desolate as ever. The female soldiers were once again in their own thoughts, and there was no more joke to make.
After walking for less than an hour, an explosion was heard in the camp behind. In the blink of an eye, the roar of the plane was suddenly heard, and then the plane came over them, and a truck caught fire in front of them.
Hamid stood up in the back of the car: "Israeli bombers! He shouted at the driver, "Get off the road!" β
However, in the deafening sound, the driver did not hear it at all. He jerked up his speed and lunged forward. Just then, another jet flew low above the convoy.
More and more bullets whizzed through the air. Another truck was hit and exploded. The female soldiers screamed and wanted to leave the back of the truck.
"Go to the side!" Hamid shouted, "Go to the ditch and hide!" Lila sprang into action. She lay on the ground, rolled over, crawled to the side of the road, lowered her head first, and hid herself in the ditch.
Another jet flew over their heads. The fire from the rocket was like a tail dragging behind the plane. This time she could see clearly, and it seemed that more trucks were exploding in the clouds.
"Why don't we fight back?" She heard someone shouting.
"Why?" Another shouted in reply, "All the guns are on the truck!" β
Another female soldier jumped into the ditch and lay down beside her. Lila listened to her sobbing.
She didn't look up. Another plane flew over again.
This time, a ** hit the truck she was riding. The truck was blown to nothing
Fragments were counted, and the screams of pain were heard. Among the fragments that fell beside her, there were not only pieces of metal, but also stumps of human bodies.
She cowered into the depths of the ditch again, trying to bury herself with the foul-smelling dirt. She must escape from the flying devil.
The plane roared past again, hit the convoy again, and the jets let out a shrill whistling sound, pursued them tightly, and then abruptly departed, flew high in the air, and turned west. The blazing sun shone on the stars on the fuselage, emitting a dazzling light.
After a moment of silence, there were painful moans, shouts, and cries for advice. Lila slowly looked up from the ditch.
People started moving on the road. She turned her head and looked at the female soldier jumping beside her, who turned out to be Thord.
"Thord," she whispered, "are you alright?" β
Sod, the Egyptian soldier, slowly turned her head to her: "I think I'm wounded. Her voice was surprisingly soft.
"Let me help you." Lila said as she moved towards her.
"Thank you." Thord grunted. She tried to lift her head, but slowly fell to the ground again. A stream of blood poured out of her mouth and nose, staining the ground beneath her body red, and her eyes widened and she didn't move.
Lila looked at Thord. Although it was the first time she had seen a dead man, she knew that Thord was dead without being told. Lila shuddered. She forced her gaze to look sideways, then stood up.
As soon as she got out of the stinking ditch, she fell. The ground was covered with a layer of debris. There were several severed hands in front of her. A diamond ring on one finger is sparkling in the sun. She kicked it out of the way and headed for the truck.
Nothing but a few twisted blocks of wood and pieces of iron, trucks
Surrounded by bloody stumps and severed arms, she froze for a moment before rounding to the front. The body of the commander was half pressed against the driver's body, half exposed outside the door.
The rotten skirt is messily wrapped around the fat thighs.
Out of the corner of her eye, Lila saw that one of the soldiers had spotted the hand, and was plucking the diamond ring from his finger, and when he had taken it off, he threw it away, examined it carefully, and put it in his pocket. He looked up and saw her staring at him.
She didn't speak.
He smiled embarrassedly: "The dead don't need anything. With that, he walked to the back of the truck.
She felt a wave of nausea, and quickly bent over in pain, throwing up on the road. She felt very weak, and was about to fall when a strong arm caught her shoulder.
"Calm." Hamid said, "Calm down. β
Now that she had vomited and was empty, her body was weak, and she couldn't stop shivering, and she fell towards him, pressing her head tightly on his shoulder. "Why?" She shouted, "Why are they treating us like this? We never did anything to them. β
"It's war." Hamid said
She looked up and saw that his face was bleeding, "They knew they were going to attack, so they called us out."
Hamid did not answer.
"Then it would be stupid to do so." She said indignantly, "Concentrate all the trucks on the main road." The goal is too obvious. β
Hamid looked at her expressionlessly.
"Is that what we're training for? like sheep to be slaughtered
Kill? β
"Tonight's radio says it won't be like this." "I suspect we killed at least six Israeli planes," he said. β
"What are you talking about?" She was confused, "Are you crazy?" We didn't even fire a shot. β
He whispered, "Yes, but 100 million Arabs don't see that here." β
"Jews, they are beasts. We were unarmed, but they still came to fight," according to the radio, yesterday we had a big victory. "In Tel Aviv, Israel, a school bus was blown up and thirty children died. I think that's how they say they don't like it. β
The Brotherhood is right. "The only way to stop them is to eliminate them." β
He looked at her silently for a moment, then reached out and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and smoked it through his nose: "Come, little one, let's not talk about this, there is nothing for us to do here, there is still a long road ahead of us."
"We can stay here and bury them."
He pointed behind him. She hurriedly turned around, only to see the men searching through the debris. "Right now, they're busy scouring for what to find. Soon it's time for you to fight for what you find, and then, you're the only one to fight for, and you're the only woman left. β
She stared at him silently
"I think that your desire to give comfort to our comrades cannot be filled with twenty or thirty men at the same time."
"How do you know they won't chase us?" He quickly bent down and picked up something from under his feet, and for the first time she realized that he was carrying an automaton
Berry looked at Jordana at the other end of the room, and he felt satisfied. He was right. Jordana was just the balancing act he needed, and she was now living away from the Hutchisons. She left the wives with a sense of unquestionable that had affected his relationship with the bank clerks, who were now in a mess.
Of course, his new proposal of equalization of interests has helped. Fifteen per cent of the profits have been distributed to employees on the basis of stock dividends, which has not caused any damage. There is one thing that all people have in commonβthat is, consent.
Joe Hutchison walked up to him: "I'm glad we came together," he said in a cordial Californian accent, "and it's certainly good to know that people with you think the same way as you." β
"I think so, friend." Berry said.
"The ladies know that too." "Your wife has invited Dolly to visit the south of France next summer," said Hutchison, looking back at his wife. β
"Okay." Berry smiled and said, "You go with you." We're going to have a great time. The Californian blinked, sucked his lips and smiled, "I've heard of French girls," he said, "would they really walk around the waterfront without their shirts!" This is true on some seashores. β
I have to go somewhere like that, bet. I had never been so far in Europe during the war. I've seen some advertisements in North Africa, and the girls I met there were pretending to be amorous. Men with self-esteem and self-respect don't touch them. They're either sick with gonorrhoea, or they're black men with accomplices stabbing you. β
It is clear that Hutchison did not realize that he was making irresponsible remarks about the Arab countries. In his opinion, there was not the slightest connection between the local North Africans and the man standing in front of him. "It's not the right time to fight." Berry said.
"Is your family involved in the war?"
"Not really. Our country is small. I don't think anyone would think that victory over such a small country would be of much significance. He did not mention that Prince Fiard had reached an agreement with the Germans that if the Germans won, they would be responsible for everything about oil development in the Middle East.
"What do you think?" Hutchison asked, "Will there be another war in the Middle East?" Berry looked him in the eye, "You're the same as I thought." β
"Well, if anything happens," said Hutchison, "I'd like you to give them a color." It's time for the Jews to be more disciplined. "We don't have many Jewish customers, right?" Berry asked.
"Yes, sir." The banker enthusiastically said, "That's why we don't cheer them on." β
"Do you think that's why we blew up Rancho Dissol Development?" Berry asked, "Because some of the developers are Jewish?" β
"It must be the reason. Hutchison quickly said, "They want to do business with the Jewish bank in Los Angeles." β
"I really don't understand. I was told that we were going to have a lower price. But the Los Angeles Bank financed their business. Our asking price is actually not low, already
It is more than one and a half times as much as theirs. β
Just go to someone who deliberately uses a side price to steal business with us. Hutchison said
Next time you go back to the price. I'm going to make our bank competitive. This is the only way for the big elephant to do big business. β
Is this the case even if they are too human for me? β
Berry's tone became serious: "Don't be confused. We are now talking about the US dollar.
That business made us two million in the first three years. If we subtract a quarter, that's one and a half million. I don't want to let go of this money, but I'm too human to rob our business.
"Perhaps," said Bechel, "but we have to remember that from now on we are equal opportunity lenders." β
"Okay," Hutchison said, "you're the boss."
"By the way," said Yuan Rui, "has there been any change in the rent of the Reshe City Hotel you promised last time?" β
113 million yuan, no change, it is the Japanese who have to raise the price, to keep it at this level,"
Wait, we haven't prepared the money yet, Hutchison disagreed.
I mean to use, not to buy, I think by the end of this week, we may have me to a trading partner,"
"Using that hotel, it will cost us 10 percent, 1 million yuan, if the trade is not pretentious, we will lose, and our year's Kerun will be in vain, and the Heng Colonel does not approve of doing that.
"I'm here to try my luck. If the situation deteriorates, I will provide the funds myself," and if it goes well, he and the bank don't even have to ask for a penny, the Japanese will have this million, and the other six million will come from his Middle East group, and the banks that have formed the agreement will provide some group of funds, so he can transfer the money through three channels
He himself hoped that he would be able to claim a share capital for his shares in Japan. He also has a share capital in the Middle East group, and money seems to have a strange power, both self-righteous and multiply,
Hutchison finally left, and Jordana returned to the house, wearily sitting in a chair, "Jesus," she said, "I don't believe it." β
Yuan Rui smiled and said, "What do you not believe? β
I think it's going to change, you've changed, I've changed,
His gaze met hers: "It's not always a good thing, is it?"
It depends on how you feel. I don't think I'll ever go back to that kind of life again. You can't go home for long, and neither can I. β
He didn't squeak. In the sense, her words were correct, and it was impossible for him to return home and live like his father. The world is changing too
Berry said something quickly in Arabic, and a moment later, Gerber walked back with a silver cigarette case. He opened the cigarette case and handed it to Jordana, who was "very beautiful, with a long filter." She carefully took one, and Gerber turned around and handed it to Berry, who took one too, and Gerber took it back, and respectfully lit a cigarette for Jordan, and then lit it for Berry.
Thank you," Jordana said.
Geber bowed his head and made a gesture of respect. "What an honor, master. With that, he left the room in silence.
Jordana gulped down her ** cigarette and gradually calmed down, "Awesome," she said, "It seems that no one can get such a good ** as Jackie."
It was grown by his family on their small farm, not far from my father's birthplace, and the Arabs called ** a dream drug. β
And they were right. She suddenly laughed, "You know, the ** smoke has worked on me. I'm not tired at all.
"I'm not tired anymore." Berry sat down in the chair across from her, put the cigarette roll into the saucer, and leaned forward to take her hand, "What do you want to do?" β
She looked at his face, and suddenly, tears welled up uncontrollably. "I want to go back," she said, "to the time we met, and to start all over again." He was silent for a moment before speaking. I want to do that too," he said softly, but we couldn't. β
She stared at him, tears streaming down her cheeks. She covered her face with her hands. "Duan, Berry," she said with a smile, "what happened between us?" What the hell is going on? How much we loved it then! β
He pulled her head to his chest and looked melancholy into the air. He whispered softly in her ear. "I don't know!" He spoke slowly, remembering the first time they met, how beautiful she was.
In January 1961, Washington, the snow was white and the wind was biting. The inauguration of the new President of the United States is taking place here. This was a young man of strong flesh and blood, and his name was John J. F. Kennedy.
Six months ago, no one in the Middle East knew about this young man
At that time, he suddenly became the late candidate of the Democratic Party. A telegram soon appeared on the Prince's desk. "What was Kennedy's Middle East policy?"
Berry's answer was simple: "Support Israel." In other cases, there is no comment. β
The next day, he received a call from the prince himself, and the content was equally simple. "Try to donate 1 million pounds to the Nixon campaign." "It's not easy," the prince said. He replied, "The U.S. campaign support approach is special. β
The prince smiled slyly. "It's the same everywhere politicians. I'm sure you'll have a way. When Britain and France tried to take control of the Suez Canal in 1956, Mr. Nixon and Mr. Eisenhower treated us well. We should at least express our gratitude. β
"I'll figure it out." Berry replied, "But I would suggest that the Kennedy campaign should also be made to show it, just in case." "Why?" The prince asked, "Do you think he has a chance of winning?"
"Depending on the results of the vote, this is the United States. No one could have predicted. "You can do it." "I'm beginning to feel that you're more like an American than an Arab," the prince said. β
Berry laughed, "Americans don't think so. β
"How are your wives and daughters?" The Prince asked.
"It's all good." "I spoke to them last night, and now they're in Beirut," he replied. β
"You'd better go home and see." "I am still waiting for the heir you have promised," said the Prince, "and I would like to see him in a short time, for I am old." "Allah will bless you with your youthful face." Yuan Rui said, "You will definitely live forever."
"I'm very much in the ruler," the prince's low laughter on the phone China's "is not enough on the ground."
Yuan Rui put down the phone with a heavy heart, the prince never joked in his mouth, he could no longer have children after the second daughter in the month, he didn't know that the prince was Baidu Dao about this matter, but if the prince really knew, he would not ask about the personnel again