Chapter 62: A Broken World (9)
Municipality of Latakia.
At noon, the sun is drowsy, and the Strasse de Sacoli on the outskirts of the city is quiet and dilapidated, and if it were not for the lazy shopkeepers sitting in front of the occasional open shop, those who don't know the inside would think it is a ruin.
In fact, it's not unlike ruins, and the progress of urban renewal is hopelessly slow, not to mention the fact that it's far from the commercial center and even further from the port. For those who live here, those who are capable have already left, either run out of Syria or go to Damascus, and the rest have little choice but to spend their lives in despair.
People are quite adaptable, and soon these people who have nowhere to run will get used to such hopeless days. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of a group of strangers at the end of the long street, it would probably have been another quiet day.
The people sitting in front of the shop looked curiously, and although the group was also dressed in Saudi clothing, people could immediately recognize that these people were definitely not Latakian natives.
No one on Sakkoli Street would wear such a cluster of fresh clothes, let alone such shiny calfskin boots, and it could even be said that there was no one in the whole city of Latakia who could wear such luxury.
Finding the gazes of the surrounding visitors, Xi Shi asked suspiciously: "Am it strange for me to dress like this? Isn't it that all Saudi women are black robes, black turbans, and black masks?"
Costa Lucas, who was dressed in a white robe and a red checkered turban, dressed as a traditional Saudi man, casually glanced at the Suria sitting along the street, and instantly analyzed the reason, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Probably because our clothes are all new, and we don't seem to want these people living in war...... With a sense of decadent decadence....."
Shishi turned her head to look at Costa Lucas, the only beautiful eyes on her body blinked into twinkling stars, and she said softly in a sweet voice: "My lord is so powerful, I can see the mystery at a glance." Shishi really learned a lot from the adults. β
Costa Lucas sneered: "I think you're knowingly asking." β
"How can it be? My subordinates really worship adults very much in their hearts. β
"Then you come to my room at night. β
Shishi lowered his head and pretended to be embarrassed and said, "This is not good......!
"How can it be bad? If it's just worship, the feelings between us will not be sublimated, and some necessary rituals must be performed!"
"My lord, in Hisch's heart, you are an otherworldly figure like the god General Unibuchadnezzar, and I have always regarded you as a soul teacher. Xi Shi said a little lonely, "You joke with Xi Shi like this, Xi Shi is really a little disappointed.....
"Alright, alright! You know I hate pretentious women, that's why I'm pretending to be so pretentious, right?" said Costa Lucas angrily.
"No, my lord, how can you say that?" said Shishi, in a stunned tone.
Costa Lucas turned his head to glance at Shishi and said with a smile, "Shishi, remember what I said. Men like women to show off their cleverness, but they don't like women to show off their cleverness...... In the final analysis, even if you are a spy, you have to deceive people, and you have to have a sincere heart......"
Shishi fell into deep thought.
Costa Lucas turned back to the Middle Easterner behind him, wearing a shirt, jacket, jeans, and carrying a submachine gun, and said, "Yusuf, haven't you arrived yet?"
Yusuf pointed to the only two-story building on the entire street that was intact and not visited by bombs, and said: "Boss, it's just in front, it's the small building in front that is completely undamaged, and the person who sold the information lives there." β
That's Khalid's home.
Costa Lucas nodded, picking up speed towards the final miracle of the entire street. A moment later, Costa Lucas and Shisch, along with seven or eight gunmen, came down to the small building of Khaled's house, but instead of entering Khalid's house under the guidance of Yusuf, they stopped next door to Khalid's house, which was open to the front and back, and only a roof and two walls were left in front of the ruins.
The walls of the courtyard had collapsed, and you could see the inside clearly from the outside, and at this moment there was an unkempt middle-aged man sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, and the rotten sofa was full of cigarette butts and garbage.
Costa Lucas winked at Yusuf, and Yusuf shouted, "Ashkal!"
Ashkar turned his head and looked blankly at the group outside the wall, "Who?
"Yes, we have something to do with you!" Yusuf replied loudly, and then he whispered to Costa Lucas in English, "Boss, that's him." β
Costa Lucas stepped on broken bricks and stepped into the courtyard, and a group of armed men with guns on their backs spread out in an orderly manner, surrounding the entire courtyard.
Seeing such a battle, Ashkar was stunned for a moment, then shrank back, and asked nervously and loudly, "Who are you, and what are you going to do?"
Without looking back, Costa Lucas asked, "Is he asking, 'Who are you?' What are you doing?"
"It's amazing! Boss, can you see through people's hearts, you can guess this!" Yu Sufu said in surprise.
Costa Lucas smiled, turned to Shish on the side and said, "Scare him first." β
"Yes, sir. Shishi raised her hand from the black robe, and suddenly the UMP45 submachine gun that Yusuf was carrying on her back appeared in her hand, and she pulled the trigger as she walked into the room, and the fire flashed, and the gunfire rang out, and the room was filled with smoke and dust, and the debris on the ground also flew up.
In an instant, Heath finished a barrage of bullets and threw the smoking gun to Yusuf.
After the gunshot, Ashkar was still sitting on the sofa with an inexplicable expression, but his hand holding the cigarette was trembling slightly, and when the long cigarette ash piled up on it scattered, the long sofa he was sitting on also broke into three sections.
Ashkar, who was trembling, looked at the bullet holes under his feet, and drew circles evenly spaced, so that he could have circled himself in the circle, and if he had just shot a little crooked, or said that he had moved, he would probably have died on the spot, and his pants would be wet immediately. Instinctively, he knelt down, raised his hands and begged loudly: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I surrender, I surrender!"
"I like people who are so conscious. Costa Lucas walked into the living room and tilted his head again, and said to Shisch, "Now give him some sweetness." Hit a stick, give a date, this is the most effective strategy to tame people....."
"Yes, sir. Shish raised his hand and took out two bundles of dollars from his black robe, and threw them in front of Ashkar, where he could reach them.
Yu Sufu looked at the two thick wades of dollars that were dusting on the ground, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in a low voice: "Boss, there is no need to give so much. Actually, if you don't give it, I promise he will tell the truth!"
"Yu Sufu, the most taboo thing for us in the intelligence industry is not to know gratitude. Costa Lucas walked to the center of the living room and stopped, he glanced up at the photo hanging on the wall, and continued, "Whether the other party is willing or not, as long as we get the information, we will pay ....."
"The wisdom of the boss is beyond the reach of mortals like us..... Yu Suf exclaimed heartily. Costa Lucas smiled noncommittally, "Tell him that as long as he tells the truth, not only will we not kill him, but the money will be all his." β
"Okay, boss. Yusuf nodded, and then translated Costa Lucas's words into Syric and spoke to Ashkar, who was kneeling on the ground.
Ashkar, with his hands raised in the air, shivered like a quail in the cold wind, and he nodded like a chicken pecking rice, looking up at the group of people standing in the living room with frightened eyes.
"Did you sell the news that two foreigners were going to Damascus, and what was going on?" asked Costa Lucas, staring at Ashkar.
Ashkar half-turned his head to look at Yusuf, the interpreter beside Costa Lucas.
Youssef repeated Kosta Lucas's words in Syrian, and Ashkar began to speak in fits and starts.
When Ashkar finished speaking, Yusuf said to Costa Lucas: "Boss, he said he sold it." One day, Khalid Jr., who was next door to his house, brought two foreigners back to live there, and that night Khalid Sr. came to him and asked him if he could get a chartered bus to Damascus. He thought about it, and said to old Khalid that it was better to tie up the two foreigners and extort a large sum of money, so that everyone could immigrate to Europa, but old Khalid was timid and did not agree, so he said that he would help get a car, and after determining the license plate number the next day, he sold this information to several organizations......"
Costa Lucas frowned and asked, "What is the license plate number, and what organizations did he sell the information to?"
Yusuf asked loudly, waiting for Ashkar to finish answering in a trembling voice. Yusuf translated the answer to Costa Lucas.
Costa Lucas mused, "Are you familiar with the Jihadist Brigade, the Nusra Front, and the Queer Free Army?"
Yu Sufu nodded, "Of course I am familiar, the company has been deeply cultivated in Xuliya for so many years, and the money will definitely not be spent in vain by the boss." β
"Well done, Yusuf, when this is over, I'll give you a better position. β
Yusuf was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, boss." β
Costa Lucas turned and walked out, Shishi following him. Yusuf asked, "Boss, what about this person?"
Costa Lucas said without looking back: "Let him take the money and run quickly." β
Yusuf glanced down at the dollar on the ground and rolled his throat.
As Costa Lucas was about to walk out of the living room, he heard a pleasant laugh like a silver bell coming from the courtyard next door, he stopped, listened for a while, turned around and said, "By the way, Yusuf, ask again, who else is there in his house besides the old Khalid who sent those two people to Damascus?"
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Colonel Tamer raised his hand to remove the knife still stuck in the barrel, "I'm a rather old-fashioned person, don't make such a joke with me." β
"I don't have much humor, I never joke. Cheng Mo said.
Senior Colonel Tamer said solemnly: "OK, even if you have the medical skills to operate, we lack the conditions for surgery here, otherwise we would have invited someone to come over for surgery." β
"You don't need to worry about this, we just need some simple and easy-to-find instruments to do this surgery. β
The two men looked at each other silently for a moment, and Senior Colonel Tamer shook his head, "It's kind of ridiculous. β
"Since you can all believe in a Creator and Heaven, why not believe that someone can perform miracles?"
Senior Colonel Tamer was speechless.
Cheng Mo said lightly: "If you don't believe it, you can arrange an operation first." Anyway, it's just a good thing for you, it can't be a bad thing. β
Colonel Tamer thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Since you are so confident, I will give you a chance to try." After a pause, he asked, "Can you do any surgery?"
Cheng Mo of course had confidence in Athena, and said affirmatively: "Of course, as long as the conditions are sufficient. β
Colonel Tamer got up and said, "Then we'll go to the hospital now." β
"To the hospital?" Heller, who heard the commotion, looked at Colonel Tamer.
"Mr. RekΔka said he could help your father with brain tumor surgery. Senior Colonel Tamer said kindly.
"How could it be!" Heller stood up in surprise, and the heavy carved wooden chair slid on the carpet and fell to the ground with a dull thud.
"Bang!" The double-open desert ironwood door was pushed open in an instant, hitting the edge of the wall with a louder explosion, and a group of queer soldiers with guns poured in.
Senior Colonel Tamer hurriedly walked over and shouted, "It's okay, it's okay!
Hearing the commander's order, a group of people walked back again, and the scene was extremely chaotic. Heller didn't care about this, and pointed at Cheng Mo and said loudly in Syric, "Uncle Tamer, how can you believe such nonsense! What if they are agents who have come to assassinate my father?"
Colonel Tamer shook his head and said, "It's too unlikely that they were captured by us. After a pause, he lowered his voice and said, "What's more, if they are really assassins, do they need to assassinate if they know that your father has a brain tumor?"
Heller said eagerly, "But ......"
"Heller, I am as worried about the health of the leader as you are, without him, our organization would be without a backbone. But now it is impossible for us to send the chief to Erbil (the capital of the Autonomous Region of the Iraq Germans), let alone to Damascus. If the supplies can't be delivered in time, we almost watch the leader wait for death, or find a way to send him to Ribanen. Now that there's a possibility, why not give it a try?" said Colonel Tammel earnestly.
Heller frowned.
"What's more, we didn't arrange for them to directly operate on the leader, and of course there were exams. β
Heller's expression softened, but she still questioned: "I don't even have medical equipment, I can't open my skull, and even if I can open my skull, I don't know why they can do surgery to remove brain tumors." β
"I don't know why. "But I have a gut feeling that they're no ordinary people. Maybe there are miracles, maybe they're sent by the Creator to save your father, to save us queer Germans?"
Heller whispered indignantly, "If there is a Creator, why would I let my father suffer so much?
"Presumptuous!" rebuked Colonel Tamer, "how can you be disrespectful to the Creator? Only by withstanding the test and being free from sin can we ascend to heaven. β
Heller knew that she had said the wrong thing and didn't want to argue with Colonel Tamer, so she looked at Cheng Mo, sneered, and said in Saudi: "Aren't you Interpol? Interpol can also perform surgery?"
Cheng Mo shrugged his shoulders and said, "Who says that Interpol can't do surgery?"
"Okay!good!" Heller nodded, "Wait a minute, if you show your true form, I'll be ..... I'm going to whip you to death!"
Cheng Mo regretted that Heller spoke in Syria, he was a little curious if Athena understood this passage, would he be as furious as when Heller raised his gun at him just now, he involuntarily tilted his head and quietly glanced at Athena with his spare eyes, she had stopped eating, sitting quietly on a chair and looking out the window at the scenery, seemingly indifferent to everything around her. He remembered Athena's sassy appearance when she threw out the dinner knife just now, and his heart was slightly sweet, like the taste of coke.
However, the sweetness was fleeting, and now was not the time to ponder the taste, and he turned his attention to Heller, and asked with a smile, "What if we could?"
Heller said coldly: "If you can save my father, I will do whatever you want!"
"Remember what you say. Cheng Mo replied lightly.
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The hospital is not far from the temple, and the conditions are very simple, roughly similar to the conditions of the health center in rural China, but it is still much better than the surrounding houses that look like adobe houses, at least the faΓ§ade is pasted with white porcelain tiles and the inside is painted with white paint.
There were not many doctors in the hospital, but there were so many patients that they couldn't even fit into the corridor, and those who were terminally ill didn't even have beds, so they lay on the edge of the corridor with a blanket.
Cheng Mo, Colonel Tamer and Heller sat in the dean's office waiting, diagonally opposite the operating room, Athena had already entered the operating room, and the most surgeries needed here were basically related to gunshot wounds. At this time, Athena performed an operation in which two bullets entered the left waist of a twenty-five-year-old female soldier and pierced from the upper abdomen, and the problem was very serious, in addition to the gunshot wound, it was accompanied by active bleeding, descending colon, hemorrhagic shock, and multiple organ injuries.....
Originally, the courtyard had already said that there was no help, but I happened to meet Colonel Tamer with Cheng Mo and Athena, Cheng Mo asked Athena's opinion, Athena carefully checked the X-ray photos, and thought that there was still salvation, so Cheng Mo asked Colonel Tamer to order the people in the hospital to prepare for surgery.
Although the people in the hospital did not think so, the warlord leader came to the hospital in person, and it was impossible not to give face, so he immediately made preparations, and called two of the most powerful doctors in the hospital to help Athena.
After waiting for an hour, Colonel Tamer left first because of his busy schedule, leaving only Heller and Cheng Mo waiting in the dean's office. Although Heller didn't believe in Cheng Mo and Athena at all, when Athena really entered the operating room, she believed that Athena was indeed a powerful doctor, and was full of expectations that the operation would be successful, so she seemed more restless than Cheng Mo, and walked out of the office from time to time to see the situation in the operating room.
When Heller muttered again, "Why hasn't it come out yet, won't the operation go smoothly and can't be saved", Cheng Mo couldn't help but say: "I said, you don't have to worry, as long as she promises something, there is nothing that can't be done." β
"But who can say for sure that there is such a thing as surgery, even my father ......" Heller realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly stopped, but did not know what to say to remedy, and froze in place.
Cheng Mo took the initiative to speak, "I don't know about other doctors, but she definitely won't." She is one of the best doctors in the world. β
"The top doctor, has she published in The Lancet?" Heller asked.
"I didn't ask about that. Cheng Mo said.
Heller sneered, "Then why are you boasting that she is the top doctor in the world?"
Cheng Mo said in his heart: You don't know how lucky your father is, the doctor of the Black Death is definitely the top doctor in the world, and Athena, who can win the title of "Doctor of the Plague", is even better. She wants to say that there is salvation, and the ghost gate can be pulled back, but she wants to say that there is no salvation, and the gods can't save it.
However, Cheng Mo couldn't tell Heller about these things, so he could only smile and say, "Whether it's blown or not, we'll see the result later." β
Heller snorted coldly and said, "I hope she's as good as you say, or you'll wait for the whip!"
"Little girl, your temper is too short-tempered, and sooner or later you will suffer a big loss. You see, I was almost stabbed through my throat just now. Cheng Mo said lightly, he was wearing a mask of Ryketzka, and he looked like a man in his thirties, called Heller, a little girl with yellow hair in her twenties, and there was no problem at all.
Heller's face sank, probably recalling the scene in the living room, she sat in her chair and was quiet for a while, but she couldn't help but take the initiative to ask, "How did she do it?
"Didn't you ask her?"
"I don't understand what she says, just like you, she says something inexplicable. β
Cheng Mo smiled and said, "That's because you don't have enough knowledge." β
"I don't understand what shooting knives have to do with calculus?
"You don't understand, from the dimension of the universe, mathematics is the lowest level of code, physics is the pivotal bridge connecting mathematics and reality, chemistry is the appearance of physics, biology is the carbon-based upgrade of chemistry, and language is the symbolization of human consciousness and thinking. So the underlying logic of all the logic in our world is mathematical ......"
Heller was stunned for a moment, and immediately said with contempt: "When you say these words, it's like chanting, all of them are false and empty words. β
"It seems that you are not a devout believer. β
Heller ignored Cheng Mo, got up and walked out of the office again, saw that the light in the operation at the door was still on, and quickly returned to the office disappointed.
The two of them had nothing to say for a while, so Cheng Mo asked quietly: "Your father is sick, why don't you send him to Damascus?"
"Although we queer Germans and the Zhengfu Army have signed an armistice, there is no real truce, not only blocking our material access, but also launching small-scale harassing attacks against us from time to time. Heller said angrily, "In the past few years, we have paid the price of blood to resist the ISIS attack.....
"Isn't there an Elak queer autonomous region to go to?"
Heller stared at Cheng Mo vigilantly and said, "Don't try to ask for any news from my mouth!"
Cheng Mo said in his heart: What you say is the best answer, there is no doubt that they are not only surrounded on all sides, but also have internal and external troubles. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "All right!" After a pause he asked again, "How far is it from Damascus?"
Heller sneered, "It's so far that no matter how powerful you are, you can't rely on the distance you have reached. β
"You're a witty and brave queer warrior. β
"Of course, I'm a female warrior who has been on the battlefield since I was fifteen!" said Heller, pat her slightly bulging chest with a small face.
Cheng Mo looked at Heller's childish but mature face, which was amused and pitiful, although her tone was not very good, and she often threatened herself with a fierce look, but this was just a disguise, because she had to be strong and fierce. Cheng Mo sighed in his heart, but said casually: "I just want to calculate the time, I think we have done your father's surgery, you should be able to trust our sincerity, right?"
"Of course. Heller's face turned sad again, "But are you really sure?"
"That will have to wait for my companion to judge. β
"If you can really save my father, I will not break my word, and I will promise you everything. I will personally send you to Damascus....." Heller said solemnly.
"Don't want any supplies?"
Heller hesitated, gritted his teeth and said, "We'll pay for it!"
Cheng Mo sneered: "You're just a female soldier, why are you in charge?"
"I....... I'm the captain!"
"The captain will be in charge?"
Heller puffed out his cheeks and said angrily: "Anyway, I will find a way, but if you can't save it, don't ask for money for the supplies at that time!
"No problem. Cheng Mo nodded, "Then can you tell me how far it is from Damascus? I really have to prepare in advance, not to mention that if you don't have any medical equipment and medicine here, you have to go to Damascus!"
Heller was entangled for a while, but he still couldn't withstand Cheng Mo's sincere gaze, and whispered: "It's not a secret, you can get there in about a day and a half by driving non-stop, mainly because the road conditions are not good, and you have to hide from the outposts and patrols of the Zhengfu army." β
"In addition to the Zhengfu Army, are there any other weapons on the road?"
"There are more than a dozen different weapons, and you are lucky to meet us. If you are caught by the Jihadist Brigade or the Al-Nusra Front, you will be miserable, and you may be able to see the video of your throat being cut online or on Al Jazeera that night......"
"Really, who are they?"
Cheng Mo pretended to be very curious and asked, a girl of Heller's age is not Cheng Mo's opponent after all, completely forgetting that he was careful about Cheng Mo just now, and began to talk about some of the surrounding forces in a beaming manner. As a result, Cheng Mo became more and more aware of the situation of queer people.
It wasn't until the afternoon when the sun began to set in the west and the sun shook to the door that the door finally opened from the operating room, and Heller jumped out of his chair and rushed out of the office.
Cheng Mo also followed to the door, and saw Athena, who was wearing a blue plastic surgical gown, the first to walk out of the operating room. Heller asked expectantly, "Did you succeed?"
Athena took off her mask and looked expressionless, her cold appearance was almost like a failed operation. Heller's expression also froze a little, and she said with a disappointed face: "He also said that you are the top doctor in the world.....!
Athena condescended, looking down at Heller, who was a head shorter than her, and said coldly, "Get out of the way." β
"Miss Heller, the operation was a success!" said the dean, who came out of the back, with an embarrassed expression.
Heller was stunned and asked incredulously, "Very successful?"
I thought it would take at least ten hours for such a complicated operation, but Dr. Wendy took a few hours, not only did the nakedness and wound removal of the hilar blood vessels, but also did it as little as possible to affect the patient's later life...... It's incredible! β
"It's a miracle!" echoed the doctor in the back, who gazed at Athena's back and said with reverence, "What a hearty art show!"
Cheng Mo walked over and took the initiative to help Athena take off her surgical gown, and he whispered in her ear: "It's really hard." β
Athena raised her hands slightly and asked Cheng Mo to take off her surgical gown, "I want to drink Coke." β
"Maybe we can try to do it ourselves!" Cheng Mo said.