Outer Chapter: I think it's very well written!
How do you know that your world is real?
The E** guarding the vicinity of the Syrian temple have been put on high alert, and are expected to remain faithful to their faith.
As usual, around the temple, a number of Syrians were kneeling at the temple, and the distant explosions did not dampen their piety.
Foolish people!
The e** people said this in their hearts, and then they saw that some more people had come and knelt down, and strangely enough, the new arrivals did not bow down to the temple, but in the opposite direction.
In the opposite direction there is nothing, nothing worthy of worship by these Syrians.
No, nothing, except for two people who walked slowly: a beautiful woman dressed as a senior citizen, and a Syrian man with a solemn expression.
The two men walked slowly and came to the Syrians who were worshipping in their direction. There was no expression on the woman's beautiful face, but the man next to her waved his hand lightly.
With the man's waving hand, the prostrate ones stood up and walked haphazardly towards the temple, little closer, little closer in silence. Finally, the soldiers of country E saw their faces clearly, those faces were fat and thin, but they all showed a holy and solemn expression in unison. Then, the soldiers of country E saw these people take out some things from different parts of their bodies. Those things, called guns!
When the guns rang out, those Syrians suddenly turned into professional soldiers, and their chaotic footsteps turned into a difficult line of skirmishers in an instant. In the sound of gunfire, the soldiers of country E fell one by one, and the chaotic Syrians fell in a mess, while the distance between the two sides was rapidly approaching.
The Syrians were shot at the walls of the temple, but the Syrians seemed to have forgotten the sacred place, and they shot without scruples or mercilessness.
Absolute advantage. Even though this already occupied city was full of soldiers from country E, at this time, in front of this temple, the Syrians had an absolute advantage. The defenses of country E were quickly breached, and the Syrians came to the temple.
They did not enter the temple, but waited around with guns in hand, as if waiting for something.
Under the watchful eyes of these Syrian and Iraqi warriors, a man and a woman who had just received their knees came to this temple. That's sacred......
The reason for this is that the man's name is Ali Siwei, who is the most faithful servant and protector of the goddess, and the woman's name is Chen Xi, and she ......
It's the goddess of Syria!
In front of the temple, looking at the two people who came by, the warriors of Syria knelt down reverently.
Also to bow down is Ali Siwei, who knows that the moment of waiting with his life is coming. Just as he was about to bow down, he saw a glimmer of dazzling light slip through his eyes, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the sniper of country E on the building in the distance, so the kneeling turned into a hug, and Ali thought pounced on the holy goddess.
As he took the goddess into his arms, a gunshot rang out, and a bullet went into Alisi's back. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, staining the goddess's garments red.
Looking at Ali Siwei, who was dying, Chen Xi leaned down, stretched out his holy hand, and caressed his cheeks with his fingers, which were gradually getting colder:
"Poor, faithful man, I grant you eternal life for your soul!"
This is the most sacred blessing, and it is the result that all Syrians dream of. But the dying man did not close his eyes peacefully, but twitched his muscles as if he wanted to say something. The god of Syria, knowing something, spoke again:
"I will protect this land so that the people here will no longer be bullied!"
Smile, a smile finally appeared on the man's resolute face. And then
Life is gone, but the smile is still there.
Looking at the dead man, Chen Xi slowly stood up and walked towards the hall, her hall. With light but firm steps, ignoring the sound of gunfire from behind, or the threat of the sniper in the distance, the god of Syria pushed open the door and stepped in!