The first time I participated in a war, the first time I saw a riot, the first time I saw the fragility of human life. Too many firsts have happened in this magical place in the Middle East.

For the first time, the 'hallelujah' devotees that I usually only saw on TV and movies appeared before my eyes.

The first time I saw the power of faith, it was used to kill.

Hot water poured on my face, washing away the blood from my body.

After two days and two nights of not sleeping and experiencing so much, I finally collapsed in the bathroom in the midst of confusion.

By the time I woke up, it was already two days later.

I was lying in my hotel room, an Islamic doctor was treating me, Liu Weiwei was standing anxiously to my left, and the third child was standing to my right. When the Islamic doctor saw that I was awake, he smiled and said to Liu Weiwei: "You see, the patient is fine, he is just too tired. ”

I was just about to sit up, but I found that I was hanging a hanging needle in my hand, and Liu Weiwei quickly helped me sit up.

I was so tired that the bullet wound on my shoulder, combined with the shock and shock of the Damascus riots, caused me to fall unconscious in the shower. The doctor hung me up for two days, and after I rested, I woke up. The doctor prescribed me some medicine and left with the medicine box. After saying goodbye to the doctor, Liu Weiwei sat in front of me, glared at me, and said angrily: "Little mouse, you scared me to death." I rested for a day and a night, and when I woke up, I found you collapsed in the bathroom. ”

I smiled and said, "I didn't see you so scared in Damascus, I fainted, you were scared." ”

Liu Weiwei rolled her eyes, and I asked, "What is the situation in Damascus now?" ”

The third child replied for Liu Weiwei: "The rioters have been suppressed by the Syrian government army with poison gas bombs, and the opposition has been beaten out of Damascus by the government army. Damascus has returned to normal, the United States has decided to carry out a humanitarian military strike against Syria, and the president has submitted a draft to Congress, which may send troops tomorrow, or a year later, or may not be involved in the Syrian civil war, everything will wait for the congressional decision. ”

I frowned and played with taste: "This time it's interesting, the government army fights the opposition, who do you think will win." ”

The third child shook his head and said, "No matter who wins, what we buried under the Umayyad Mosque is a pawn in this big chess game. ”

Liu Weiwei took a deep breath and said to me: "Actually, the government in Syria is extremely corrupt, and if the United States can send troops to support the opposition, it will be very good for Syria." ”

I was stunned, stared at Liu Weiwei and said, "The thing that was traded to the opposition was given by the U.S. military?" ”

Liu Weiwei nodded and said, "Well, I haven't told you everything, why are you still so surprised." ”

I slapped the bed and exclaimed, "It's over." ”

Liu Weiwei felt a little inexplicable: "What's wrong?" We've all arrived in Tripoli, what's the end of it, I've booked the ship, we'll go to Cairo tomorrow, where to fly home. ”

Liu Weiwei is a bit stupid and doesn't understand the importance of the bomb to the political situation of the United States and Syria.

The third fool understood the meaning of my words: "The United States has secretly supported the Syrian opposition, and that bomb is a good example. The United States let the bomb fall into the hands of the opposition, and then sent troops to Syria to support the opposition in defeating the government army. But now, the bomb is gone. And, if my guess is correct, the riots were instigated by the Syrian government. The guns in their hands were provided by the government army, and they wanted to create a false impression that the Syrian people were against the US war and that the government army could defeat the opposition. ”

The third child said what I was thinking, and I stared into his eyes and said, "You are more and more able to surprise me." ”

The third child lowered his head and calmly analyzed: "The United States and the opposition must be looking for this bomb now, but the bomb is buried under the Umayyad mosque." And Sabah, which we were going to frame, died in that riot. ”

The atmosphere in the room was extremely depressing, and the third child calmly analyzed: "Sabah has five gold bars on him, and after he died in the riots, the opposition and American spies will definitely be able to find out." They'll definitely follow this clue to find out, so! ”

The third child paused, looked around at the two of us, and said, "We are in danger now. ”

As soon as the third child finished speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The three of us were so surprised that I pulled the needle out of my wrist without saying a word. Quickly put on his clothes, took the desert eagle with only two left, and came to the door with the third child, lying on the cat's eye to see that it was just the hotel manager, and I was just about to open the door. The third child took my hand and shook his head at me.

Before I could react, the third child pulled me and Liu Weiwei into the room.

The knock on the door stopped for a moment, and there was a dead silence for five minutes. There was a slight sound of a key twisting the lock. The third child turned around and stood in front of the hallway at the door, holding a desert eagle in his hand. The moment the door lock was opened, the old man didn't say a word, and directly fired three times in a row, hitting the first person's head. Suddenly, the room was filled with gunshots like popping beans.

The third child hurriedly flashed to my side, his expression was a little solemn, obviously there were a lot of people outside. The third child pondered for a moment, then pointed to the roof, then to the corridor, and motioned for me to go out and attract firepower. He used the red tassel gun to knock them over, and I nodded at him. Listening to the sound of soft footsteps, I suddenly jumped out of the way, and a triple burst of shots hit a man in the shoulder, and suddenly the bullets rained down on me. I quickly rolled to the side and hid behind a cabinet.

In an instant, the cabinet was smashed by bullets.

Bullets flew past my ears, and the sound of high-speed flight rubbing against the air made my ears ring. At this moment, the third child suddenly jumped three feet high, grabbed the edge of the ceiling, and jumped into the crowd. Holding a red tassel gun, the head of the gun was raised, and a person was picked up head-on, and the person behind reacted at this time, but was knocked away by an elbow from the third child, and a person in the distance wanted to take out the gun from his pocket, but was hit through the throat by the third person with the head of the gun, and died on the spot.

The hotel manager, who was standing outside the door and witnessed all this, shivered, and it was he who provided the key to open the door. But the group of people died, and he turned around and ran, but was shot directly in the head by the third child, knocking him unconscious to the ground. The third child took back the gun, turned his head to look at me, squatted down and searched the bodies of these specially dressed people, shook his head and said, "It's not an American. ”

I turned my head twice, walked to the window, and opened the curtain to look at the ocean in the distance in Tripoli. said to Liu Weiwei and the third child: "Go." ”

We hurriedly packed our things, but there was nothing to pack, just a box of gold and some documents that had been snatched back from the opposition. After packing up these things, I was about to get on the elevator, but the third child pointed to the fire escape and said, "Go from here." ”

I pondered for a moment, then walked over and stuck a piece of iron outside the elevator door. Then I walked into the fire escape with the third child, Liu Weiwei, and what I didn't know was that just as we entered the fire escape, the elevator full of thugs with guns reached this floor.

But because I was outside, I used an iron plate to lock the elevator door.

This group of people couldn't get out or move, so they were stuck in the elevator.

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PS1: Thank you for the VIP who counterattacked the classmates, thank you for your support, the steamed bun is very touched.

PS2: The mobile phone network Hanye - Bai Blanket pointed out that there is no Buddha statue in the mosque, thank you to this classmate. I didn't know what to say when I wrote the steamed bun, so I wrote it like that. But now that the article has come out, it's too complicated to change, and this thing has no impact on the plot. So I would like to remind everyone that when I write in the future, I will only write things that will be buried in the mosque.

Steamed bread welcomes everyone to point out the BUG!