[Life is not as good as Baudelaire's line of poetry.] - Ryunosuke Akutagawa]

As the night wore on, the feast came to a close, and the seated queer youths all stood up, singing and dancing around the stage with a traditional Saudi dance.

The melodious and long music of Saudi Arabia is a good wine full of stamina, and the bright stars in the sky cast ambiguous light and shadow between heaven and earth. Young people dressed in traditional Saudi costumes sang and danced in the evening, leaving behind the shadow of war and difficult situations, and writing footnotes to youth with laughter and red faces.

Cheng Mo, who was in it, felt the most primitive and simple happiness, which was so simple that it seemed a little incredible to him.

They come from the wilderness, but they are not confined to war, hatred and sorrow.

It's as if this small city is a paradise away from the world, not a place of a hundred battles in the rain of gunfire.

Soon, even the young and old Khalid blended into the cheerful atmosphere and took the initiative to go out into the crowd and dance along. Only Cheng Mo and Athena were still sitting in their seats.

One is an absolutely rational youth insulator, and the other is a cold-blooded Tianlong man who doesn't know the joys and worries of the world.

Heller ran over and forcibly wanted to pull Athena to dance with him, but Athena didn't give Heller any face, shook her head expressionlessly, and got up to go back to the room without giving a word. Heller is the kind of girl who is not good at reading words and looks and is a little savage. became enthusiastic, and the enthusiasm was a little too much, and he didn't care about being bored, so he actually beckoned several girls to come over and surround Athena.

Athena had probably never encountered such a situation, and she didn't know how to deal with it, so she naturally looked at Cheng Mo at the next table.

It's okay not to look at it, this time Heller didn't even let Cheng Mo go, the beautiful girl wearing a gauze skirt and light makeup walked over after three steps and two steps, grabbed Cheng Mo's arm and shouted: "It's already rude to refuse to speak on stage at first, and if you want to refuse to dance together now, then don't think about leaving tomorrow morning......"

"We don't dance. Cheng Mo said helplessly.

Heller bent down slightly and whispered in Cheng Mo's ear: "I'm creating an opportunity for you to reconcile, don't be unappreciative!"

Cheng Mo gave up resistance, and half-pushed and half-pushed himself to be pulled up from his seat by Heller. Heller grabbed his arm and pushed Cheng Mo, who was in a complicated mood, into the encirclement of several girls next to him.

Amid the laughter, Cheng Mo was forced to move two steps, standing side by side with Athena in the middle of a group of costumed Saudian girls, he only felt more embarrassed than facing the enemy. The campfire not far away was so hot that it made him feel hot. Cheng Mo didn't look at Athena, and said with a cramped face: "I really can't dance." ”

"You don't need to be able to do it at all!" just take your hand and follow the feeling of your body!" Heller shouted loudly, she took the hand of the girl next to her, and the other girls began to dance around Cheng Mo and Athena under her guidance.

Cheng Mo felt that the girls' singing and dancing were like itchy spells, and he didn't know if it was too close to the bonfire, or some other reason, he felt that he was about to burn, leaning on Athena's right hand and involuntarily jumping on the seam of his pants, as if he had to do something to stop this situation.

Heller smiled and exclaimed, "Don't be so cowardly..... big man"

The others also noticed the situation, and the lively young people flocked to it, and they circled around and around, like countless concentric circles, surrounding Cheng Mo and Athena in the very center.

Everyone was shouting in Saudi: "Hold hands, hold hands, hold hands..... Jump, jump, jump......"

The sound of heckling resounded in the sky.

Cheng Mo's head was as big as a fight, he glanced at Athena secretly, and saw her standing calmly in the middle out of the corner of his eye, ignoring everything. He didn't know whether he should or not, or if he could take Athena's hand and join in this joyous feast.

After all, Cheng Mo is a person who has no way to take the initiative, and his self-esteem makes him never lack courage to treat girls. So he raised his hands and said helplessly, "Or....... I'll put on a show. ”

Heller looked at Cheng Mo, who was sweating profusely, and then at Athena, who was expressionless, and said regretfully: "This is okay, but it's not perfunctory!"

Cheng Mo nodded, relieved in his heart, and felt regretful.

Heller raised her hand and motioned for the people to be quiet, and when all that remained on the concrete floor was the "crackling" of the campfire, she picked up the megaphone and said, "Now, Mr. Rektzka, I will give us a show......

The applause and cheers were so loud that they shook the night.

Cheng Mo pondered for a while and said, "Then I'll recite a poem in Saudi!"

Heller was a little disappointed, but she still handed the megaphone in her hand to Cheng Mo, and when Cheng Mo took the megaphone, she said softly: "Don't just memorize a few sentences of poetry to fool us!"

"Of course not. Cheng Mo raised the megaphone and looked around at the young man standing around him with a childish face, of course, he also saw Athena at his side, but his gaze only swept over the side of Athena's face, and then refocused on the direction where Heller was standing. Cheng Mo coughed slightly, and said into the loudspeaker in Saudi: "I can't sing, I can't dance, I'm a very boring person, here I recite a poem for everyone." ”

Cheng Mo deliberately looked at Heller who was standing in front of him, "Heller just now felt that my recitation of poems was a bit perfunctory, and he shook me with a roll of the eyes. ”

The crowd chuckled, and Heller smiled herself.

"Why poetry?" Cheng Mo continued, "I don't know if you've ever seen a movie called 'Dead Poets Society.'" He paused and shrugged his shoulders, "While the Lighthouse Nation is really annoying as a country, there are a lot of their movies that are really good. ”

Cheng Mo took a stand and expressed his disgust with the lighthouse country, and the scene was a little boiling, and the young people whistled, clapped their hands, and shouted slogans in agreement.

When Heller waved his hand to signal quiet, and the whole concrete floor returned to calm, Cheng Mocai raised the megaphone again and said: "There is a line in "Dead Poets Society" that I like very much, and I will share it with you before reading the poem. ”

Cheng Mo cleared his throat and recited in a low voice: "We read and write poetry, not because it's fun, we read and write poetry because we are part of human beings, and human beings are full of passion. That's right, medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits, enough to support a person's life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are the meaning of our lives. Whitman once wrote, "The question of self and life is always present, and there is a constant flow of people without faith." What's the point of living in it?ego?life?" he raised his voice slightly, "The answer is: because of your existence. Because of your existence. Because the great drama continues. Because you can dedicate a poem. Because the great drama continues. Because you can dedicate a poem. ”

The young people of Queer looked at Cheng Mo with full attention, perhaps no one had ever told them this, talking about poetry, talking about life and the meaning of self, and what they usually heard the most was national hatred and family hatred, as well as all kinds of combat skills, and no one would tell them these unattainable words.

They were silent, and Cheng Mo, who was still unfamiliar in their hearts just now, suddenly became familiar. Like a teacher standing in a classroom they have been away from for a long time.

Standing beside Heller, Khalid was particularly touched, as a young man who likes literature, he naturally read "Dead Poets Society", so he followed Cheng Mo to recite softly throughout the whole process, and his eyes were full of reverence when he looked at Cheng Mo.

Heller also became serious, she didn't understand too much what Cheng Mo said, but she felt a power, the power to make people think. Hearing Khalid recite a long passage with Cheng Mo, he took a step back, tilted his head and whispered in Khalid's ear, "Hey, what is the story of Dead Poets Society?"

"It's probably about a teacher in an extremely conservative school who taught students not to care about grades and to try to find their true selves!"

Heller frowned, shook his head, and said, "I don't understand, what's the point of saying this? We don't even need to read books? As for finding our true selves..... I have to be able to live first......"

"I don't know......" Khalid shook his head, "and when Mr. Rekczka says the poem he is going to recite, maybe I can guess what he wants." ”

"You like poetry?" asked Heller.

"Like, poetry, movies..... I like them all. Khalid looked intently at Cheng Mo as he spoke to Heller, and when Cheng Mo said "Far Away," he exclaimed in a low voice, "My God, Mr. Requetzka is going to recite Baudelaire's poems." ”

"Baudelaire?" asked Heller, puzzled, "who is it?"

"France's greatest modernist poet – Charles-Pierre Baudelaire. "His poetry is so wonderful that you can't describe it in words, and you won't forget it if you read it once." ”

"Really?"

Khalid suppressed his excitement and said expectantly, "Listen, listen carefully." ”

The evening breeze was silent, blowing the bonfire hunting, Cheng Mo took a deep breath of the air containing the smell of smoke, closed his eyes, lowered his voice, and began to chant softly:

"To the children who love cards and layouts,

The universe is nothing but their exuberant appetite.

Ah, how great is the world that shines brightly!

In the eyes of memories, the world is so small.

We set off early in the morning, with enthusiasm in our heads,

With a heart full of resentment and bitter desires,

Sail forward to the rhythm of the waves lapping,

Above the sea swayed endless reverie:

Some gladly fled from his shameful homeland;

Some are tired of the horrors of their homeland;

The star who is obsessed with women's eyes is glad to be able to

Get rid of Circe, a witch with ecstasy.

In order not to turn into livestock, they are intoxicated

the universe, the light, and the red-hot sky;

The biting ice that tanned the skin to the sun,

Gradually eliminate the kiss marks of human beings......."

(Celebrity: Refers to the protagonist of Poe's short story Legia, who compares Legia's two beautiful eyes to the two stars in the constellation Gemini and himself to a pious Celebrity.) Circe: A witch who lives on the island of Eaee, who makes people drink magic wine and turns them into pigs with a single blow of her wand. See Song 10 of the Song of Odysseus. ）

Cheng Mo's somber voice turned into a long and long Shawudi syllable, wafting over the ancient town, like the smoke of incense in the mortal world, noble and ethereal.

Whether the queer young people present understood the deep meaning of the poem or not, they were attracted by this wonderful and bizarre splicing of words, just like listening to a piece of music, which said that the connotation it wanted to express was the least attractive place, and what made people indulge was the beautiful melody and moving words.

"Amazing travelers!

What a noble story to read in deep eyes!

Open your treasure chest of rich memories,

There are jewels of space and stars.

We went out on a trip without sails and steam!

To the joy of our imprisoned hearts,

Please frame your memories with the horizon,

Painted on our canvas-like hearts.

What do you see?

We've seen the stars,

I've seen waves, I've seen sandy beaches;

Despite frequent shocks and unexpected disasters,

We are as tired of it as we are here. ”

When he read the third stanza of this long poem, Cheng Mo's voice became tired and sleepy, although his tone was still as cold as the evening breeze in the Gobi, but it was not as gloomy and gloomy as it was at the beginning, but full of questions and puzzles, like a traveler lost in the desert, helpless and hesitant.

"What else do you see next?

Childlike mind!

There are some important things that we must not forget,

We don't have to look for it, but we see it everywhere,

Along the staircase of fate from the heights to the bottom,

See disgusting, eternal sin scenes:

Women are lowly slaves, arrogant and stupid,

Worship yourself without ridicule, love yourself without rejecting it;

Men are debaucherous, greedy, merciless tyrants,

It is the sewage of the gutter, the slave of the slaves;

The executioner is a seeker of pleasure, and the martyr weeps bitterly,

the spice of blood as a condiment for banquets;

can be a poison that weakens the tyrant's autocratic power,

Like the scourging that makes a zealous citizen stupid;

There are many religions that share our beliefs,

They all hope to ascend to heaven, and the saints in general,

Like the Corrupt lying comfortably on a bed of eiderdown,

Seeking joy from the pegboards and mane.

The nagging human beings, who are proud of their talents,

Today back to the madness of their past,

With a furious scolding, he shouted to the pitch:

'Oh my kind, my lord, I will curse you!'

There are also those who are not too stupid to dare to love madness,

They escaped from the ranks of fate and seclusion,

Lie down in the endless opium smoke and hide!

The above is an eternal report on the entire earth. ”

Cheng Mo's voice gradually became excited, like a bonfire burning in his chest, and every syllable that erupted contained anger, and he used his suppressed voice to denounce humanity and lash out at the ugly side of everyone's heart. His voice grew higher and higher, like a morale-boosting horn before a charge, and even the radio waves of the megaphone trembled, and people's hearts trembled with it.

"Ah, Death, you old captain, lift anchor!

Death, this country wears us up, set sail!

Though the sky and the sea are as black as ink,

You know we have sunshine in our hearts!

Please pour out the poison on us to make us stronger!

While the passion burns in our chests, we are going

Dive at the bottom of the abyss, seek new life in the unknown,

It doesn't matter if it's hell or heaven!"

After reciting this long poem, Cheng Mo let out a long sigh of relief, and bowed slightly to the people standing quietly on all sides, and he didn't know if anyone could understand what he wanted to convey. He knows that these queer people who haven't read much of the book probably don't know who Baullaire is, and they may not be able to understand the deeper meaning of the poem, but the charm of poetry is that even if you don't know the exact meaning of each poem, you can still vaguely feel what the author wants to say to you.

He believed that great poetry is a word imbued with the poet's emotions, which penetrates the brain and reaches the depths of the soul.

All in all, maybe Cheng Mo really recited it well and conveyed his true feelings to the queer young people present, or maybe they just gave the VIPs a face. Anyway, the effect of the show was not bad, and with Heller taking the lead, the crowd erupted in thunderous applause.

Khalid's slap was particularly hard, and his palms turned red.

Heller rolled her eyes at Khalid angrily, knocked him on the shoulder, and asked, "What does this poem say, why are you so excited?"

Heller's intimate gesture made Khalid excited, but he pretended to be reserved: "Far Away is the last chapter of Baudelaire's immortal poetry collection The Flowers of Evil, which is not a collection of poems in chronological order, but is divided into six groups according to theme and content: Melancholy and Ideals, Parisian Style, Wine, Flowers of Evil, Rebellion, and Death, each of which is related to the front and back. ”

"So what?"

Khalid saw Heller's coquettish appearance in a gauze skirt for the first time, and his heart inevitably rippled, and when he caught a glimpse of Heller's round and moving eyes, he rolled his throat and explained seriously, "Far Away is the last poem in the collection of poems "The Flower of Evil". In the previous chapters, "The Flower of Evil" has been depicting the contradiction between various ideals, desires, and self-limitations, and human beings falling into the cycle of suffering that they bring to themselves and others. In the middle chapter, Baudelaire writes in delicate and depressing words that reality is so powerful, and the only way to get rid of this cycle and get the ultimate liberation is death. But in the end, in "Far Away", Baudelaire turns his pen slightly, and leaves the final annotation to the seemingly decadent and negative poem with incredible strokes, and he struggles to cry out for humanity to cling to a glimmer of hope in despair. ”

When Heller heard Khalid say this, she suddenly felt that Cheng Mo, who was standing in the middle, was much more respectable, and she nodded with satisfaction, "So, the poem is very meaningful? Yes, yes, I didn't expect Mr. Rektzka to be a very caring person." ”

Khalid sighed: "Not only the heart, but also the culture, there is no poem in this situation that is more inspiring than 'Far Away', and I don't know how to praise it, it's just that the words are poor, or because I don't read enough." ”

Heller scoffed, "What's the use of reading so many books, it's better to practice marksmanship accurately." ”

Khalid was silent for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Cheng Mo, and said in a firm tone: "It's useful, I firmly believe it's useful." ”

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After the performance, Heller no longer pestered Cheng Mo and Athena, but just praised Cheng Mo and let the two go.

Athena still didn't open her mouth to talk to Cheng Mo, and walked straight towards the barracks.

Cheng Mo hesitated for a moment, watched Athena enter the room on the spot, and then followed to the barracks, but he did not enter the house, but hid in the shadow of the pillars.

There was a disturbing evening breeze rippling under the corridor, and Cheng Mo felt the chill, he took a step back and leaned against the cold columns, so that the contact with the cold wind was much smaller. Standing in this position, you can also clearly see the bean-like oil lamp in the living room swaying slightly, and the idle Athena holds her chin and looks at the parade under the moon through the glass. There were two faint clusters of flames in her eyes, but her expression was as cold as winter, like a biologist observing the activities of mice in the experimental field.

If an innocent and eager smile represents youth, then Athena's face is a beautiful tombstone to bury youth. Cheng silently stared at Athena's gaze, thinking to himself how gorgeous and exaggerated words should be used if he wanted to give her an epitaph. After thinking about it, he felt that he couldn't find the right words, and somehow, he remembered Xie Minyun again.

His chaste wife was blown away by the "Staff of God", and it was not known whether her parents had given her a funeral, and whether his name had been recorded on the tombstone that belonged to her.

"Probably not, but it doesn't matter. Cheng Mo thought to himself. He turned his head and turned his gaze away from Athena's culminating ball, and began to fantasize about what it would be like if Xie Minyun was here.

He guessed that Xie Minyun would be sarcastic that he was just reciting a poem, and that his Virgin wife would not only be full of sympathy for the poor queer Germans, but would also find a way to do something practical for the queer Germans. Then he will definitely turn against her for doing useless work.

Because he felt in his heart that a little help was meaningless to queer people, and that with his own strength, nothing could be changed in a broken world like the Middle East, let alone individuals, even the five permanent members of the United Nations.

For human beings, the survival of the fittest is bloody and cruel, but it is the ultimate law of long history, and any universal value is a warm veil to cover up this cruel reality.

Cheng Mo thought again, didn't Xie Minyun know this? She must be clear, but she will still work hard for the perfect world she expects, which is probably the belief of an idealistic red aristocrat who has no regrets about realizing the unity of the world.

Suddenly, he was a little curious about what kind of family Xie Minyun's family was.

Just as Cheng Mo's thoughts drifted farther and farther, and the dance party was about to end, the young man who had begun to perform the arquebus dance stood on the stage again, and the rope tied to the fireball was danced into gorgeous fireworks by him, and the colorful line of fire swayed in the air like a rain-like point of light, like a fountain of light, beautiful in the dark.

The Saudi music on the tape recorder flowed wildly, and the young people twisted their waists, waved their hands and cheered loudly, reminding Cheng Mo of the electronic music party scene he had seen on Sila Beach.

Cheng Mo thought that music and dance are the common languages of young people all over the world, even in the desolate Gobi where the war is raging. For them, happiness is so simple, but unfortunately they have no way to experience this simple happiness, and they don't know if this is happiness or sadness?

But in any case, even if it is difficult for Cheng Mo to blend into the dance party of youth, as long as he can see the green faces with joy, it is like lingering among the flowers in the garden, which can relax people's moods.

This state of mind made Cheng Mo feel that his soul was getting older and older, so much so that he wondered how fast time was passing in his heart.

At last, the bell on the minaret rang, a clarion call to tell everyone that it was half past nine and that they must rest. The young man wielding the rope stopped the manual fireworks display and threw the rope into the bonfire, which rose high for a moment. At this moment, the whole world seemed to be lit up by this miraculous action, and the dark sky was red by the firelight, as if time had reversed and dusk had fallen.

Cheng Mo walked out of the corridor and saw a fiery meteor-like light rising from the sky, and unlike the meteor, the orange-red flame left a long white trail behind it.

The young people who were still on the concrete floor also noticed the vision, and they all looked up, and some of the girls were still pointing excitedly, and even folded their hands and began to pray.

Cheng Mo had experienced two major wars, and he could tell that it was the traces of the tail smoke and water vapor emitted by the missile engine being trapped in the high altitude. He was vigilant in his heart, and immediately saw a few more red lights in the sky, and his heart immediately jumped to his throat.

"Be careful! That's a missile......." Cheng Mo shouted in Saudi, ran a few steps and rushed into the room, and ran out of the house without saying that he grabbed Athena's wrist.

At this time, the whole party scene was already in chaos, and the bonfires in the four corners of the stage were crumbling, and they would fall on the stage at any time. The flickering flames illuminated the slightly flustered faces, the hurried footsteps in the cold wind were like thunder, and the hoarse cries of others, the cursed Syric language turned the otherwise cheerful atmosphere into a disaster scene.

This apocalyptic scene did not make Athena half afraid, but she grabbed Cheng Mo and wanted to break free from Cheng Mo's hand.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Mo asked back.

Athena said with a normal face, "My laptop is still in the room. ”

Cheng Mo knew that Athena's notebook contained a lot of important information. Seeing that Athena wanted to break free of his hand again, he raised his eyes to look at the missile that pierced the night, and roughly judged the landing point, which is probably not the current landing point, so he gritted his teeth and said: "I'll get it, you wait for me here, don't run around." ”

Without waiting for Athena to reply, she let go of her hand, turned around and rushed into the room again. The oil lamp in the living room was still burning, and with this faint light, Cheng Mo grabbed the bare door frame and quickly ran into the bedroom, the moonlight pouring through the glass window poured on the bed, everything was unobstructed, but Cheng Mo didn't see Athena's laptop.

He bent down to lift the blanket that covered the soft collapse, and the moment he saw Athena's black laptop, the light suddenly brightened outside the window, and the night turned into day, followed by a deafening explosion, the earth and the house shook violently, and shards of glass fell like arrows into the room.

Cheng Mo hurriedly bent down and lowered his head, and raised the blanket to block it, but there were still sharp glass shards piercing the blanket, leaving blood spots on his face and hands. He didn't care so much, picked up the laptop, unloaded the backpack on his back, loaded the laptop inside, and fled desperately towards the outside of the house.

The bonfires at the four corners of the stage had fallen, the planks had been erected, and the stage had been lit, and the crackling sound of wood burning in the wind was rattling, and the night was lit red. The young people who were still singing and dancing just now were either lying on the ground with their heads in their hands, or they were fleeing in a panic. In the heat and smoke, in the chaos of war, only Athena stood by the fire as if nothing had happened, and behind her there were a few trails of wakes falling, and she seemed to know what the danger was.

Cheng Mo stopped, but Athena's somewhat indifferent waiting made him feel at ease. This kind of secular independence is far away from the hustle and bustle, giving him a trace of ethereal comfort.

He didn't have time to sigh, the piercing whistling sound was getting closer and closer, like a huge swarm of swarms rushing towards him, Cheng Mo looked up, and another missile struck at the barracks behind them, this time close to their naked eyes. Cheng Mo shouted "Be careful" and threw himself at Athena, and when he crushed her to the ground, the "Seven Sins Sect" also opened into an umbrella and protected her back.

The ground shook, the brand-new barracks collapsed in an instant, bricks and glass rained down, and a huge wave of heat mixed with shampnel surged in all directions, and the lit stage exploded into a sky of fireworks.

The minaret sung a piercing siren.

Cheng Mo hugged Athena tightly, and the "Seven Sins Sect" turned into a golden pot lid covering the two people on the concrete floor. Bricks, shrapnel, fire-burning wood and shards of glass fell on the "Seven Sins" like raindrops falling into the sea and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the golden "Seven Sins Sect" was like a boat in the stormy seas, protecting them through the storm. Cheng Mo couldn't see Athena's face, but he could deeply feel how amazing Athena's plump and tight curves were. With some embarrassment, he pressed his hands on the rough ground and propped up his body slightly, so that the two of them had to look at each other.

Athena's cold snort flowed between Cheng Mo's lips and teeth, Cheng Mo's heartbeat accelerated a little, he didn't dare to look at Athena, lowered his eyes slightly, staring at Athena's shiny and delicate red lips, Cheng Mo was dry again, he had to move his gaze down again, and turned to stare at Athena's chin.

The explosion came and went quickly, and the surrounding movement quickly subsided. Cheng Mo was just about to get up, but he heard Athena take the initiative to talk to him.

"You read Baudelaire at the ball?"

Athena's sudden question caught Cheng Mo a little off guard, he didn't expect Athena, who had no literary cells, to ask such a question, nodded subconsciously, and then replied: "The last song in "The Flower of Evil", the one hundred and forty-ninth song "Far Away". ”

"What's your favorite?"

Athena's tone was the same as usual, and it didn't make Cheng Mo feel the slightest bit of fighting with him in the Cold War. Cheng Mo naturally won't behave like a child, not to mention the current situation, there is no need to go on with a cold war, so Cheng Mo said lightly: "I can't talk about which song I like the most, I probably think that "Abel and Cain" is the most in line with my appetite, and now I ..... "He put away the "Seven Sins Sect", stood up, and looked up at the bright moon hanging in the sky, "My favorite is the sixty-second song.......

Athena sat up on the concrete floor and asked puzzledly, "Song sixty-two?"

Cheng Mo didn't answer, but reached out to Athena, pulled her up, and then whispered, "The notebook has been obtained, let's go." ”

Athena didn't continue to ask about the sixty-second song of "The Flower of Evil", nor did she ask Cheng Mo where she went, and obediently let Cheng Mo take her hand and take her away.

Cheng Mo poured energy into his cochlea, looking for Heller's message in the noisy and chaotic sounds, and soon he recognized Heller's desperate cry: "Don't panic, everyone, now listen to my command, everyone first check each other if they are injured, and then follow me to the arsenal to get weapons and prepare for battle!"

He followed the sound to the edge of the concrete floor, and a anxious and angry Heller was trying to organize the frightened young people, perhaps because the usual training had worked, or perhaps because they had become more or less accustomed to the war, and the young female soldiers had regained some order.

The grizzled Khalid also stood beside Heller and looked around anxiously, and when he saw Cheng Mo and Athena, his face showed a hint of joy, he raised his hand high, and shouted loudly: "Mr. Rektka, this way!

Cheng Mo trotted over with Athena, he saw someone injured, lying in a pool of blood and moaning helplessly; he saw that the face of the young man who was still happy just now was full of dazed sadness, and he had no joy for the rest of his life; he saw a female soldier crying silently, and the crystal tears flowed down their cheeks stained with smoke and dust, leaving two tear stains.

Without looking too much, he quickened his pace and walked over to Heller's side. Cheng Mo knew that there was no point in looking for Heller at this time, so he asked loudly in the face of the deafening sound of cannons: "Heller, where is Colonel Tamer?"

Heller glanced at Cheng Mo and said quickly, "I don't know, it should be in the temple, where our command center is." There are also underground fortifications there, you can go there first!"

Cheng Mo nodded, "Okay." ”

The anxious Heller didn't pay much attention to Cheng Mo, and walked to the middle of the female soldiers and shouted: "Now everyone see if anyone is injured around you, if anyone is injured, send them to the hospital immediately, and follow me to the arsenal if they are not injured." ”

Cheng Mo said in his heart that he was indeed a tiger father and no dog girl, and in this case, Heller was not too flustered, and he could organize people. But it was none of his business, he looked at Khalid and asked, "Are you with us, or what are you going to do?"

Khalid looked at Heller's back, he clenched his fist, and then turned back to Cheng Mo and whispered, "I'll go with you." ”

Cheng Mo didn't waste any time, pulling Athena and running in the direction of the temple.

It was safe for now, probably the first wave of attacks had passed, and only a few wisps of white smoke had not yet cleared up in the dark blue sky, but smoke was billowing from several places in the town.

War broke out at an inadvertent point in time and without warning.

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By the time Cheng Mo found Colonel Tamer, the warrior, who was as hard as a stone, was already overwhelmed by the sudden attack. Several missiles hit the men's barracks, women's barracks, weapons depots, and food and supply depots of queer Germans, all of which had precise coordinates known only to the queer Germans. Such a precise blow shows how well the other side knows them, which makes Colonel Tamer have to be afraid.

To make matters worse, they don't know who their opponents are yet, and it stands to reason that only the Zhengfu Army or the Turqi Army have missile launch capabilities, and neither side is likely to cross large areas of the other Free Army, such as the Mujahideen Brigade and the Al-Nusra Front, to attack them.

All this is a bit unbelievable, so Colonel Tamer doesn't know whether to let Cheng Mo and Athena go or stay, so he can only find a way to figure out who the enemy is before making a decision.

Senior Colonel Tamer sent Simmer, Athena, and Khalid to the underground bunker, and arranged a separate room for them, telling them to wait for a while before leaving in a hurry. In the underground bunker, it is more and more unsettling to see or hear the sound outside.

Khalid paced agitately around the room for a moment, then fell to his knees and began to murmur a whispered prayer.

Cheng Mo fell into deep thought, and the situation that Colonel Tamer told him made him suspect that the attack was directed at him and Athena, and if this was the case, then the situation would be quite unfavorable for him, in case the other party had no intention of attacking the Querdians, but just asked the Querdians to hand him over and Athena, then the two of them would be very dangerous.

Such speculation made Cheng Mo hesitate whether to strike first or wait and see.

Only Athena was completely unaware of the danger, sitting in a chair quite leisurely, holding a military kettle and sipping the "monster and moonlight" that Cheng Mo had mixed for him last night.

Cheng Mo thought about it carefully and felt that he couldn't do nothing no matter what, just wait. He stood up, walked over to Athena's side, and whispered in French, "I'll go out to inquire about the situation, you must wait for me here, no matter who wants you to leave, you can't agree, you must wait for me to come back." ”

Athena nodded, "If someone wants to force me to leave, can I kill someone?"

Athena, who did her own thing, would want to ask for his consent, which made Cheng Mo very surprised, he hesitated for a moment and said, "If you have to, you can." ”

"Good. Athena said, holding the military kettle.

Cheng Mo felt that he had fallen into some hallucination, Athena changed her indifferent appearance that was difficult to communicate, and became well-behaved and cute, for a while, he couldn't accept it, and looked down at Athena for a long time.

Seeing Cheng Mo's expression was very strange, Athena asked, "Is there anything else?"

"No more. Cheng Mo shook his head, he walked towards the door, and when he opened the door, he looked at Athena deeply, and thought: Why did Athena, whose behavior was very simple, suddenly become difficult to figure out?

Cheng Mo still couldn't understand why Athena would disrespect him so much, but now was not the time to think about it. Cheng Mo put aside the questions that puzzled him, closed the door and took a closer look, probably because of the suddenness of the incident, Colonel Tamer did not send anyone to guard him, and the entire underground bunker was not guarded, which allowed him to leave the underground bunker almost without any risk.

The underground bunker below the temple is basically the shape of an underground parking lot, but there are a number of small separate rooms around it. By this time, the bunker square had taken refuge in many people, mostly the old, the sick, the sick, women and children, who were sitting on the blankets, and almost everyone was praying.

The sounds of children's cries, chanting, and panicked conversations echoed in the claustrophobic space. Since the air circulation was not good, there were many people in the bunker, and the air was even more filthy and smelly.

Cheng Mo held his breath and walked quickly towards the exit, following the flow of people who were coming down the stairs, and quietly walked to Colonel Tamer's office on the second floor. He hid in the corner of the stairs, poured energy into his cochlea, and used his super hearing to monitor, in addition to hearing the continuous gunshots in the distance, only Tammel's office was still on the second floor, the sound of the telephone ringing and the intercom came and went, Cheng Mo listened carefully, all of them were reports on the battle situation on the front line and the damage of various units, these messages were not of much use to Cheng Mo.

He continued to go up the stairs and found that there was no one on the third floor, so he searched the third floor, and used the "Seven Sins Sect" to open the door of the living room where he had eaten that morning, and quietly entered the room. The view here is excellent, and you can see almost all of the town from above. He stood by the window and looked out, and there was a continuous stream of gunfire to the east and north, and the fire flickered above the walls of the city, and when it was fierce, it could illuminate half of the dark sky. According to Cheng Mo's observation, the Quer Germans have a geographical advantage, and if the opponent does not have tanks or helicopters, it is very difficult to break through the city with high walls.

However, Cheng Mo's judgment did not last long, he could clearly hear the sound of the air flow set off by the rotation of the helicopter's rotors, Cheng Mo fixed his eyes and saw that three Apache helicopter gunships appeared above the city wall in the north, a series of rockets poured down like a meteor shower, and the sound of violent explosions resounded in the sky, and then the smoke and dust rolled up, which was very obvious under the light of the fire.

Cheng Mo said in his heart that the Apache helicopter gunship was not the equipment of the Zhengfu army, nor was it likely to be the equipment of the Turqi army, so its appearance was too suspicious. But it doesn't look like the lighthouse troops are attacking, and if it were the lighthouse troops, the initial missile projection would inevitably be a little less......

Just as he was puzzled, he heard the sound of noisy footsteps in the temple square, and he looked down and saw a group of people carrying stretchers towards the temple. Infusing energy into his pupils, Cheng Mo saw Dr. Hazard and Colonel Tamer guarding him.

Cheng Mo hurriedly came out of the living room on the third floor and ran to the stairs on the second floor to hold his breath. He heard that the group did not go down to the underground bunker, but went upstairs, and immediately cautiously went up to the third floor, hiding at the corner of the stairs to watch the changes.

Moments later, the group appeared to enter Colonel Tammel's office. Cheng Mo walked lightly to the third floor again, and re-entered the living room on the third floor, which was directly above Colonel Tamer's office, he leaned down, put his ear against the wooden floor, turned on his super hearing, and collected the sound waves below.

Soon, Cheng Mo could distinguish the rough and deep voice of Senior Colonel Tamer from the cacophony of voices.

"Chief, you should go into the underground bunker, the second floor is not safe enough, and those terrorists may not dare to blow up the temple. ”

"It's the same wherever you hide. Dr. Hazard gasped, "The city is ruined, and it's all dead ....."

"Chief, why don't you consider handing over those two foreigners, now that the lighthouse army has intervened, we can't resist at all, as long as we hand over those two people, we ......"

"Tamer!" Dr. Hazard scolded, "If we do this, how can we queer Germans still believe in justice?"

"Justice can't save queer people!" said Senior Colonel Tamer, reluctantly.

Doctor Hazard sneered, "Do you think if we hand over Dr. Rekčka and Dr. Wendy, they will let us go?"

"At least if we hand them over, the Lighthouse army will retreat, and without missiles and air support, we will definitely be able to resist with the Jihadist Brigade, the Al-Nusra Front, the Allied Forces and the All-Council Army," said Colonel Tamer in a low voice.....

Dr. Hazard sighed and whispered, "Tamer, we have been fighting side by side for so many years, do you think I misjudged the strategy that time?"

"What then?"

Dr. Hazard was silent for a moment, and said in a resolute tone: "You call Heller over, and let Heller bring some people to escort Dr. Rekczka and Dr. Wendy out of the base, we will hold on to Ashura first, and if we can't hold on, we will temporarily retreat....."

"Retreat?" exclaimed Colonel Tammel, "if we retreat, we won't want the foundation we have been operating for so long????

"It's not like we're not coming back!"

"What can I get back then?" said Colonel Tamer's voice, angry and sad.

"As long as people are still there, as long as faith is still there, they will definitely be able to. ”

"Boss ......"

"If you still think I'm the leader, do as I say. Dr. Hazard's tone was soft, but firm, "We queer Germans will not be perfidious....."

Colonel Tamer sighed, "Yes, Chief. ”

"Go and get Dr. Rekczka and Dr. Wendy up, and I'll have a few more words with them. ”

When Cheng Mo heard this, he hurriedly got up, quietly walked out of the living room on the third floor, and quickly descended the stairs from the stairs farther away from the office, returning to the underground bunker.

The other party really came for him and Athena, which made him a little worried. Even if the queer Germans didn't betray them, they couldn't activate the carrier, and in such a shelterless Gobi, the convoy was a live target for the air force, and it was very difficult to escape the tracking of the professional army.

According to this battle, maybe the enemy has already discovered their identity, and there will be the Chosen One, and the Chosen One did not appear at the first time, perhaps because of the scruples of Athena.....

Even if the other party has any scruples, the situation has suddenly taken a sharp turn, and the road to escape has become extremely slim.