PS: On the last day of the new book list, can we make the recommendation votes a little more violent?

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Cai Ruichen naturally didn't know that someone couldn't sit still anymore and was planning to target him.

It's just that he doesn't know all this, and recently, in order to better integrate into this town, he will be on the road in the town from time to time, and even communicate with all the residents of the town to ask about the living situation.

Today was no exception, and when the training was in the morning, I stopped because it was too hot in Iraq under the scorching sun.

The temperature is close to 50 degrees Celsius, and the concrete floor on the streets of the town is completely ready to fry eggs.

In such high temperatures, it is not suitable for any training at all.

Regarding the weather in the Middle East, it has continued to deteriorate in recent years, and almost every year, the temperature will break the record of last year.

Last year, the highest temperature in Iraq was nearly 51 degrees Celsius, and this year it has not yet reached the hottest period, and it has approached 50 degrees Celsius at noon.

As a result, the vitality of Baghdad, which was originally brought by the two river basins in Iraq, is withering year by year under the scorching sun.

The area of the desert is also decreasing year by year, and the rainfall is also spreading, and the Iraqi government, which has no heart to deal with these things, can only wait for international assistance every year.

Fortunately, with the support of the continuous flow of the two river basins, drinking water and life in Iraq have not reached an intolerable level.

It's just that the area around Baghdad, which was somewhat green a decade ago, is now a desert.

As for grain, except for drought-resistant dates, other agricultural production has long faced a cruel test, and the output is decreasing every year.

If it weren't for Iraq's incessant food imports, I'm afraid every Iraqi would have faced a food crisis.

But the increase in food prices is also much higher than the increase in per capita income in Iraq, or the price of food has been increasing every year, but the income of Iraqis has barely increased for decades.

Coupled with the war and turmoil, the current life of Iraqis is close to the lowest level of international standards, and it is estimated that it is a little better than that of countries like Nepal.

If it weren't for the proximity of Marin to Baghdad and the constant running railway station, the situation in Marin would have had to leave this ancient land.

Approaching the scorching heat of noon, Cai Ruichen wore a huge sun hat and a cool outfit, leading the general on the side of the street, chatting happily with the residents of a town.

Cai Ruichen, who is fluent in Arabic, has already penetrated into the hearts of the people of Marin Town.

Coupled with his clear eyebrows, long smile on his face, and polite demeanor, it was easy for Iraqis to lift their guard.

Now, most of the people on this street in Marin Town are already familiar with Cai Ruichen, and almost everyone has had a pleasant conversation with him.

Now the medical team has also begun to conduct free medical check-ups for the town's residents on the streets, treat injuries and diseases, and give free candy to the children.

He has earned him the respect of most of the people in the town.

And now the streets of Marin Town do not seem to be as desolate as before, and the medical point is located at the intersection in front of the hospital, and dozens of security personnel have protected it.

Each squad is equipped with military dogs to prevent anyone from maliciously approaching the medical point and sabotage.

When Iraqis seeking medical treatment or automatic health checks approached the medical point, the mobilized soldiers did not search their bodies, but simply let the military dogs identify them and let them go when it was safe.

There is no ID card checked, no matter what kind of person, as long as there is no threat, it is within the scope of assistance.

This practice also invisibly increased the goodwill in the hearts of the residents of the town.

Even next to the medical point, there was an interviewer sent by Iraqi state television to film the treatment at the medical point.

And by Cai Ruichen's side, there are only the general and two mobilized soldiers, and there is no more protection force at all.

Cai Ruichen, who chatted happily, also sent some candy to the children who came over to say hello from time to time.

The children in the town now like to see him on the street the most, because in Cai Ruichen's hands, there are always sweets for them.

However, the candy is not taken for nothing, and Cai Ruichen has to answer some arithmetic questions, and only if you answer it correctly will you have candy.

This way of answering rewards did not disappoint the children, because Cai Ruichen's questions were very simple, almost all of them were questions of a few plus a few.

Of course, Cai Ruichen also likes these children very much, and also likes to chat with the locals in the town, listen to their stories or some Iraqi experiences.

In the entire base, there are not many people who can chat with him, because almost every soldier in the base can instinctively respect him and be very strict with his humility.

So that he can't get the pleasure of chatting at all, although there are more than 2,000 mobilized soldiers now, but except for Natasha, no one dares to chat with him casually.

Therefore, he can only find the joy of communication in the small town, and through the word of mouth of these people, he can learn as much as possible about the country.

Of course, the topics are generally about life and history, and there are no sharp political and war topics.

Everything in the town now seems so harmonious, it is simply peaceful, it is hard to imagine that this place has been bombed twice in the previous half a month.

After chatting for more than an hour, as lunch time approached, Cai Ruichen said goodbye.

However, as soon as he stepped out into the street, the general barked, bared his hideous teeth, and stared at a young man walking over on the street to the west.

As soon as the young man saw Cai Ruichen, he ran over as soon as possible, crying and shouting as he ran: "Mr. Cai, help me, save me......"

The general's vigilant reaction, the two mobilized soldiers who followed Cai Ruichen's side, stepped forward as soon as possible, blocked in front of Cai Ruichen, and aimed their guns directly at the young man who ran over.

Two mobilizers, shouting warnings at the same time: "Stop at once and put your hands up, or we will kill you." ”

But the young man still ran quickly, and the gunfire rang out decisively, but the bullet did not hit the young man's body, but on the ground under his feet, and the young man who ran over suddenly stopped.

The sound of gunshots and the cries of young people immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the street.

In the No. 1 warehouse of the base behind Cai Ruichen, more than a dozen mobilized soldiers came out to support in full gear, and even Natasha appeared on the street for the first time.

Upstairs on both sides of the street, some residents also stood on balconies and windows watching the scene.

In the center of the street, Cai Ruichen saw the young man stop, so he pushed aside the two mobilized soldiers who were blocking in front of him, and shouted at the young man who was less than a hundred meters away from him: "Harun? ”

Hearing that Cai Ruichen remembered his name, Harun's tearful face smiled slightly, then nodded, and was about to continue to step forward.

But then the general barked again, and the two mobilized soldiers also stepped forward again and blocked Cai Ruichen with their bodies.

"Harlan, what's wrong?" This time, Cai Ruichen once again pushed aside the two mobilized soldiers and asked.

Harun, whose face was full of tears, nodded, and then spoke: "They asked me to come to you, saying that only you can save me, Mr. Cai, I don't want to die yet......"

At this point, Harlan began to cry, and the cry was very terrible.

Looking at the young man in front of him, who was probably not yet sixteen years old, crying so miserably, Cai Ruichen's mood became very heavy, and asked, "What's going on?" I will only know if I can solve it until you say it. ”

"I have a bomb on me, Mr. Cai, you want to save me......" Harlan said slowly as he cried.

"You have a bomb on you, so who told you to come to me?" Cai Ruichen immediately became vigilant and asked loudly.

"I don't know, it's the people who strapped the bomb to me and said they came to you if they wanted to live......" Harlan said in fits and starts.

"Bastard!" Looking at this young man with a one-sided relationship, Cai Ruichen stomped his feet angrily, his face full of grief and indignation.