The last row was three-stranded, and it took more than forty minutes to cut.

After she lay on the ground for a moment, she looked at Soder, "We can't look up until we reach those white markers. After another 200 meters or so, we are in the open field. "Okay." Thord replied.

"Don't forget, you can't look up." Lila said.

She rolled over and fell to the ground and began to make a fuss. These 200 meters are like a thousand miles to climb.

Finally, a hundred meters away from them, she finally saw the white markers on the ground, and at the same time, she heard a voice—a man's voice

Lily stretched out a hand, palm facing back, to silence the female soldier. It would be a shame if it was found now. One by one, they lay on their stomachs on the ground.

The voice was coming from her left. With the help of the moonlight, she saw three soldiers.

One of them was lighting a cigarette, and the other was sitting behind a machine gun. The match was tossed out of the soldier's hand, forming a bright arc and finally landing near Lila's face.

Those are still over there! Said the soldier who smoked

The other stood up and grabbed his arm to keep warm: "Hamid will find himself with a group of frozen little girls."

The smoking soldier laughed, "He can give me a few, and I'll teach him how to get rid of them." ”

"Hamid doesn't let go of anything." The soldier who was seated said, "He is with Jiachun like Pasha 1.

Suddenly, there was a gasp of breath. The soldier who smokes picks up the walkie-talkie

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Not sure what he was talking about. However, when he put down the walkie-talkie, he was able to say what his partner said.

They said they had found them at the first mark, but they were

They thought they might be coming in this direction.

"They're all rice buckets. Another said, "In this moonlight, I can see yellow."

inside and out. There was nothing there.

"Don't brag, keep your eyes peeled. If a few girls had come to me, you wouldn't have said that you would have seen so far. ”

Lila couldn't help but snicker. They were about to go to them. She turned, reached out and patted Thord on the shoulder, and whispered, "Did you hear that?" Thord and the female soldiers behind him nodded. Everybody heard.

Lily stretched her hand and made a clean gesture. They all understood that they were being sent in a circular queue. Surround the machine-gun bunker from behind. They held their breath and began to crawl slowly

It took them about an hour to get behind the white marker, and Jiel made his way behind the machine gun before Lila gestured again.

The female soldiers screamed, sprang up, and rushed forward. The soldiers turned around in a cursing, staring fearfully at the barrels of their guns.

"You're our captives." Lila said.

The other party's squad leader suddenly laughed. "I think so." He admitted.

Lila recognized him as the smoker. She couldn't help but express the joy of victory: "Now you may have a different opinion of female soldiers, right?" The squad leader nodded: "Possibly." ”

"What do we do now?" Soda asked.

"I don't know." Lila said, "I think we should debrief." She turned

Squad leader: "Give me the walkie-talkie."

He handed her the walkie-talkie, still smiling, "Can I make a suggestion?" ”

"Please." Lila said slowly.

"We're your captive, aren't we?"

Lila nodded.

"Then why don't you make out with us before you report. We promise to be willing. ”

The female soldiers began to snicker. Lila was furious. Arab men are the worst machismo. She pressed the walkie-talkie's call button hard. But before she could hear an answer, she saw Hamid and Jamila striding towards them, as casually as they usually do in the park on an afternoon. "Where the hell have you been?" She shouted at Hamid.

"Right behind you."

Then why don't you come and help us? ”

He shrugged off: "What to bring?" You're doing a good job. ”

She looked at Jamila. The stocky Palestinian looked at her face with a relaxed look, and Lila knew why, and she turned to Hamid. "How did you get through the barbed wire?"

"It's easier than reverse." He smiled and said, "We dug up a small battle and came over." ”

Lila laughed out loud, the Syrian mercenary had a peculiar sense of humor, but it was funny. She handed him the walkie-talkie. "Hey, get in touch with me," she said, "maybe you can get them to drive us a truck, and I think we can all go and take a hot shower now."

The bathrooms of the barracks were steaming, and the laughter of the female soldiers was accompanied by the water

There are four communal shower heads in each compartment, and there are only two cubicles under each head, so there are always female soldiers in line in each compartment, and Lila is willing to wait until others have finished washing herself, so that there is no need to rush to queue. She snuggled up to the window and smoked while listening to the cacophony of noise.

She had been in the barracks for almost three months, and during that time she had been training from morning to night. Her body has long been emaciated, all the fat parts have changed, and her lower abdomen and abdomen are very solid, like two apples. Her shiny black hair, which had been cut short for convenience, was now shawled every morning before breakfast, with two hours of aerobics and military drills, after which the soldiers were trained in hand, and the female soldiers were taught how to use and maintain firearms. They also learn the use of hands, shapes, the fabrication and concealment of letters, and the use of timed blasting devices equipped with transistors. In the afternoon, there will be hands-on or live-fire combat exercises. Later, political lectures will be held, and ideological indoctrination is very important, because each soldier is seen as a missionary fighting for a new order in the Arab world.

Political lectures were followed by military subjects such as tactics, infiltration and sabotage of semi-military secret private organizations, guerrilla warfare, and subversive containment.

Last month, they had a field exercise and put everything they had learned to use, and she gradually felt stronger and less of a woman. Her determination to participate in training has taken her under complete control, and this training has become a kind of life on the ground. A new world was opened through her and people like her, and for a moment, she remembered her mother and sister. They are still in Beirut, still talking about the old world – the elder sister is facing a small family and social problems. The mother has been in extreme pain and resentment for being abandoned by her father, but she is tied

policy, can't do anything constructive. She closed her eyes for a moment, remembering the day she had been in the south of France. She thought of her father and his son skiing in the bay. It's been almost nine years since she broke up with her father, but he hasn't changed at all. He was still so tall, beautiful, and so energetic. If only he could understand and know the role he could play in the struggle to rid the Arab world of Israel and American imperialism. If he understood the needs, suffering, and oppression of his fellow citizens, he would not have been isolated and would not have allowed this to happen. However, it was only her dream. Of course he does. He should also know.

He doesn't have to worry about these things. Wealth is his second life, and all he cares about is how to increase it. He loves the luxuries and power that comes with him. The scary truth is that he is not alone. Chiefs, princes, kings, bankers, tycoons, all of them are the same thing. It doesn't matter if they are Arabs or not. All they care about is themselves. The benefits of hard work are only minor to them. In every Arab land, there are still thousands of peasants struggling to die, and their rulers, either in air-conditioned limousines, in private jets, or hiding in palaces and homes around the world, talk about the freedom of their people.

Something bad has finally happened. War is not just against foreigners – that is only the first step. The second, perhaps more difficult, step would be to oppose their own oppressors, one by one like her father, who had dominated everything and now had a shower cubicle vacant. Lila put her large, rough bath towel on the wooden board on the wall and walked under a steaming showerhead. Pouring hot water on your body is like applying a layer of painkiller ointment. She felt her tense muscles relax. She began to rub the soap slowly, her fingers touching her skin in something indescribable.

In this respect, she was very much like her father, and she saw the scene of swimming in the water again, and her father's muscles were nervously pressed against the water bridge, and he tried his best to exert his self-ability, trying to maintain his balance.

She was soaping on the soft pubic hair, and the white foam quickly covered the black hair on the curved surface, and she stretched the meal forward, letting the water pour directly on her body, excitement and warmth blended together, avoiding the whole body, she gently, almost couldn't help but slap herself, at this moment, she was extremely excited, and the situation of her father stretching his hips forward and standing on the water machine appeared in front of her eyes again, which was completely unexpected to her, she couldn't stop her excitement, first shocked, then annoyed and disgusted with herself, She felt sorry for this thought, she turned off the hot water with all her might, and stood under the cold water of the thorn bamboo, until her skin was purple before she came out wrapped in a bath towel, she had never had such a thought, but this thought was really in her blood, she had said many times, she was like her father, his body ruled over him, his desires and stomach were never satisfied, her mother had told them about him and his woman, a good woman could not satisfy him at all, it was very bad, Her mother was like that! The teller said that she dried herself, put on the table in the bath, and walked into the dormitory.

Soda, who was on the adjacent bed, was almost finished

1. What are you going to do tonight? ”

The bell hand enjoyed a bubble child: "I don't do anything, I just want to read in bed." ”

Soda began to apply lipstick: "I have a date with Abdullah and one of his friends, why don't you go?" ”

"I don't like that."

Soda looked at her: Let's go, it will be good for you to go out for a walk. ”

Lila didn't answer, she remembered the first day she was here

She came to be with her boyfriend, and she told everyone that she couldn't be separated from him. But when he wasn't there, she was nothing. She took women's emancipation very seriously. In this team, the women have equal power, and she has traveled all over the camp by now, and she is not at all ambiguous about the subject. "Cairo never liked that." She burst out laughing out loud.

Tell you what? Sodha said solemnly, "If you go with me, I'll keep you with Abdullah." He was the best man in the camp. I'm very happy with my friends. ”

Lila looked at her, "I don't think so. ”

"What are you keeping yourself for?" "Even if you don't like that, it's part of your obligation." To comfort the men and make them happy, didn't the commander say, isn't it our responsibility? I think this is the best way to combine obligation and joy. ”

Lila laughed. Thord is a straight-eyed man. "You're so interesting." "It's a pity that none of those men attracted me," she said. ”

"If you don't do it yourself, you'll never know." "Men will surprise you," Sood said. Best boyfriends, sometimes seem ordinary. ”

Lila shook her head.

A bewildered look appeared on Soder's face, "Are you still a virgin?" Lila smiled, "No." ”

"So, you're in love." This is not asking questions.

No. ”

Thord conceded defeat: "I really don't understand you. ”

Sood's words are true. But how can Lila convince the female soldiers that there is more to her than just sex?

Just ten minutes after the wake-up trumpet blew, the door suddenly opened, and Hamid stood in the doorway and shouted, "Stand up! ”

The female soldiers panicked into their places, some had already finished dressing, some had not finished dressing, and wolves were floating in front of their beds

Hamid stepped back from the door and let the Commander in, who first scanned the room with an alert eye before walking to the center. Some of the female soldiers were half-naked, and it didn't seem to affect her at all.

The commander was silent for a moment before speaking. She spoke clearly, but expressionlessly: "Today is your last day here. Your training is over. Our work is done, and the camp is closing. Every single one of us will go out on a mission.

She paused for a moment, and the female soldiers were not confused, still staring at her face, "I'm so proud of you. She said, "For all of you." There are some people who always look down on us and doubt us. They say that women, especially Arab women, do not make good soldiers at all, they can only cook, do laundry, and look after children. Our situation has proven them wrong. You are all members of the Brotherhood, and you are in our ranks just like any man. You have completed the same training as men, and you have done as well as they do. The female soldiers remained silent. The commander began to speak again: "You have an hour to pack your bags, and then you're ready to get out of here." I'm going to be alone and

Every one of you talks, assigns tasks. I will never be allowed to repeat this mission, and I will never be allowed to talk about each other. This is your own separate mission, and it is very secret. Talking about each other's tasks will be seen as betrayal, and they will be executed—personal leaks will lead to the death of many of usShe walked to the door, then turned to look at them: "Salute, salute you. May Allah bless you all. She bowed.

"Salute!" They shouted in return.

She slammed the door shut, their voices echoing through the room

"There must be something important."

"This is a month ahead of schedule.

"Something is wrong."

Lila didn't say anything, but opened the closet, took out the clothes she had been wearing, and then silently selected the military uniform and overalls neatly and placed them on the table. Even the corset, pants, shoes, boots and socks were neatly placed.

She opened the small bag she had brought, took out the jeans she had bought in France, and put them on. It was only at this moment that she realized the changes in her body. The jeans that used to be close to the body now seem to have a large waist. Even the shirt has grown fat and the sleeves seem to have lengthened. She hurriedly rolled up her sleeves, tied her shirt around her waist, and put on soft slippers. Then she put the comb, brush, and makeup in again, and then looked carefully into the drawer, which was empty. Finally, she closed the bag.

She sat down on the bed and lit a cigarette. Other female soldiers were still arguing over what to take and what to leave behind. Thord looked at her, "You're wearing your own clothes?" ”

Lila nodded: "The commander said that you can bring personal things. These are the only things I have. ”

"Isn't it eyed?" A female soldier asked.

If they let us take it, they will say it. ”

"I think Lila is right," said Todd, turning toward her roll to change into her own clothes, "and after a while, she gasped in frustration and said, "The clothes are too expensive, they're getting too big!" ”

Jiang La laughed, "It's not bad," she said, "think about the joy of receiving financial affairs." ”

As she walked out of the room, the sun had climbed up the hill again, the morning air was fresh, and she took a deep breath.

You ready? Hamid's voice came from behind her

She turned, and he leaned against the wall, the cigarette on his lips Kira "As leaning back, it was ready," she said.

He looked at her calmly: "You are different from others, you know that.

She didn't agree

You don't have to do that, you're rich. You can get what you want

The court trainer's eyes were full of approval.

"Can you? How can you know what I want?

"You don't believe in any of this nonsense, do you?" He laughed

Fought three battles, each time the same, slogans, shouts, coercion and revenge. By the time the bullets started flying, everything was over, and they turned around and 2

Only politicians, as always

"Maybe one day the public will change