At dusk, after watching the construction of the oil well and refinery of Xia Science and Technology, Cai Ruichen drove towards Marin Town.

In the car, Cai Ruichen's face was still a little heavy, and he was still recalling what he had seen and heard in the afternoon.

Among them, what he remembered the most was a very beautiful girl, who was only sixteen years old for a few months, but in this girl's body, he could not see any youthful breath, only the lifeless air comparable to that of an old man.

When Cai Ruichen accidentally saw this girl and asked her why she didn't go to school, the girl shook her head with a wooden face.

This is a very beautiful girl, but on her, she can't see the beautiful place, after meeting Cai Ruichen, she wrapped her headscarf.

After some understanding, Cai Ruichen knew why this girl had such an aura similar to that of the old man.

She was a woman who had fled Tikrit, but she was not a Tikrit, but a person living in a mountain village in northern Iraq.

When he was 12 years old, his father was dragged to the entrance of the village by an extremist group and beheaded because he was suspected of colluding with the US military intelligence department at the time.

On the third day, the group of extremists came again and dragged her brother and one brother to the entrance of the village and beheaded her.

Then she and her mother were all taken away by the extremist group, and she watched her own mother, tied to a stake, and then stoned to death by a group of people.

And she was only twelve years old, and she was treated as a plaything of that group of extremist organizations, yes, a plaything.

This plaything is not just a sexual service. There are all kinds of abuse.

A year later. She was sold by the bunch of people who were tired of playing. It was sold to the Islamic State for a measly fifty dollars. The buyer can do whatever he wants except to kill her.

For the next three years, she was like a puppet, bought by a large number of men, and if the soldiers who bought her died in battle, she would become an ownerless commodity, and then continue to be sold.

A twelve-year-old girl. first saw his family die in front of him one by one, and then for four years, every day was almost spent in a nightmare.

Cai Ruichen actually admires her very much, at least she hasn't collapsed yet, and she can still know that she is alive.

As for what is supporting her until now, Cai Ruichen did not ask, after learning her story, Cai Ruichen just hopes that she can go to school and change her future life with her own hands.

And stories like this. There are many more in the neighbourhood, especially women who have fled ISIS militants. All of them have had this experience.

And they all have one thing in common, that is, they have all suffered great physical injuries, the lightest of which are unable to have children, and they also have a lot of diseases.

And from their mouths, Cai Ruichen also learned that there are thousands of women like them in Islam, and many girls are sold abroad every day and become one of the income of the Islamic State.

For these women who escaped, if they were caught, they were directly cut off their heads as a warning to other women.

And that's just some of the people's experiences, because there are many others who have had different tragic experiences.

Many families were also torn apart by the Islamic State forces, and finally Cai Ruichen also learned about the general information.

At least more than 30 percent of the people in this neighborhood have no family members, and these people have formed groups with others to live together and take care of each other.

Those who still have families, and more than 80 percent of their families, are not complete, and those who are able to maintain complete families account for less than 15 percent.

It can be seen how profound the damage caused by this perennial war has been to the people here.

War has always been cruel, and this is eternal.

Cai Ruichen originally thought that the survivors of the wasteland world were tragic enough, but compared with these people, he also found that the times and the environment they faced were different, and the tragedies all existed.

The women in the wasteland base are no different from the women who have escaped from the clutches of ISIS.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" The little Lori beside him, looking at the heavy face, shook his arm and asked.

"It's fine." Cai Ruichen shook his head, looked at Yuriko's cute appearance, touched her head, and said, "Would it be good to go to class with Huang Xinrui in the future?" ”

"No, Yuriko doesn't need to go to class." Yuriko shook her head, she had fallen in love with the school uniform since she had changed into a miniskirt school outfit, but she didn't like to study very much. This made Cai Ruichen very helpless.

After all, if Yuriko went to school, he would have a lot more time for himself, and he didn't care if Yuriko could learn anything.

Because Yuriko, who is a superhero, is a superhero even if she doesn't know anything.

She herself is a mobile strategic weapon platform, and when she thinks of Yuriko's normal explanation, Cai Ruichen is very curious about how strong this little Lori is when she explodes.

After Yuriko shook her head, most of her body was leaning on Cai Ruichen, but she suddenly sat up straight on the seat, and her hands holding her arms were immediately released.

At this time, Yuriko's face no longer had an innocent smile, and the perfect little face was all replaced by seriousness.

Cai Ruichen immediately felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and opened the miniature console for the first time, and the main map of the base immediately appeared in the special car, and the camera zoomed in, and soon Cai Ruichen found that there were many red dots in front of the team.

At the same time, a warning sound was heard from the base, which was a warning of an impending encounter.

At this moment, on both sides of the highway in front of the convoy, several armed men armed with bazookas suddenly appeared.

Rockets were fired directly at the vehicles in front of and behind the convoy. The whole convoy immediately began to disperse.

Clark, who was driving the special car, increased the throttle of the special car for the first time, and the speed of the special car was only a few tens of kilometers, but it was increased to 110 kilometers for less than an hour.

Bazooka shells exploded on the highway, and the attackers on both sides of the hillside actually loaded heavy machine guns and fired intensively at the convoy.

And just as the special car was accelerating, the second wave of rocket launchers was all aimed at Cai Ruichen's special car, and under the suppression of the heavy machine gun, the convoy of security soldiers was too late to rescue.

Several bazooka shells flew towards the car, and one of them hit the front of the car, and if it weren't for Clark's quick reaction, I am afraid that the car would have been drowned by the rocket. (To be continued.) )