"Shit! Shit!"
The car swayed to a stop. Roberts cursed and smashed the steering wheel, but to no avail.
Nick got out of the car silently, walked to the front of the car, and opened the front hood.
"The engine is burned out."
"FU-CK! It's useless now, we are all finished." Roberts said with a wry smile.
"..." Jiang Chen was currently considering whether to go back to the apocalypse for a while, and then get a maglev car to drive back.
But he just thought about it, and he would not do this unless he was completely desperate.
Because doing this means that he is ready to leave these two people behind. However, if this is the case, his plan to sell the gold will come to nothing, and this trip to Iraq will become meaningless.
"Can you cultivate well?" Jiang Chen asked.
"I'll try." Nick took out the toolbox from the back of the carriage, grinned his dry lips, and then started working.
However, after tinkering for a long time, the car still showed no signs of improvement.
Just when everyone was about to despair, Jiang Chen suddenly spotted a truck driving in the distance.
"IS chasing soldiers?" With a stern look on his face, he took out the pistol in his pocket.
Roberts also noticed the truck, but his expression of ecstasy was completely different from Jiang Chen's.
"Put the gun away, haha, we are saved. Hurry! Shout with me! Haha, stop! Here! Help!" Roberts waved his arms and shouted at the truck, trying to attract the car's attention.
It seemed that the car really noticed the three of them and drove towards them slowly.
The truck stopped, and Jiang Chen noticed that behind the hood were some refugees with sallow faces and thin muscles. Most of them were in ragged clothes, carrying only a few salutes, and their faces were full of numbness and exhaustion.
Roberts walked to the car driver and waited, negotiated with him for a moment, and then returned to Jiang Chen and Nick with faces full of joy.
"The driver agreed to give us a ride. It's tradition in the desert to help each other, and I agreed to share the fresh water stored in our car with them. This car has to be left here anyway, get the gas out, Nick, come and help ."
"Okay boss." Nick nodded and followed.
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Jiang Chen and Nick sat in the hood behind the truck, while Roberts got close to the driver and sat on the passenger seat. Because only Roberts could speak Arabic, the two of them were sitting with the refugees at this time, and they could only look at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and no one said a word.
The women were all wrapped in tight headscarves, most of the men were listless, and the children did not show the slightest bit of vitality they should have. Everyone was tired and they must have suffered a lot.
The atmosphere is weird.
It is really not appropriate for a Belarusian and a Chinese to sit in such a place.
"These people are probably refugees from Syria. Because Turkey has blocked the border, some of them will choose to take a detour to the Kurdish Autonomous Region and then sneak into Turkey. I didn't expect to meet them here by such a coincidence." Fortunately, Jiang Chen can speak English. English, and I could chat with Nick for a few words.
"Do they know English?" Jiang Chen asked casually.
"Some people should know it, but they don't seem to have the energy to chat." Nick shrugged.
The cabin was crowded and bumpy. Sitting next to Jiang Chen was a child whose gender could not be determined. His dirty face was lifeless, and his long, messy hair exuded a sour odor that was stronger than Roberts's.
Jiang Chen didn't have much of a mysophobia, and there was a stinky smell everywhere in the carriage, so he didn't pay too much attention.
Looking at Nick again, the Belarusian man was already snoring. Years of war had made him accustomed to conserving energy at all times. It's just that the snoring attracted a series of dissatisfied glances.
You can really sleep anywhere... Jiang Chen smiled bitterly, then crossed his arms and adjusted his sitting position, preparing to take a nap.
The car drove for a while.
It was probably lunch time, and many refugees took out the food they carried from their bags and ate it with a little water. The child sitting next to Jiang Chen also held a small piece of black bread-like thing and bit into it.
Perhaps because of the herd effect, Jiang Chen began to feel a little hungry, so he reached his hands behind his back. When no one was paying attention to him, Jiang Chen opened the storage space and took out a box of Oreos. After tearing open the packaging bag, he ate it as a staple food.
It is precisely in consideration of such emergencies that Jiang Chen usually stores some emergency food and medicine in the storage space.
At this time, Jiang Chen suddenly noticed that a pair of eyes were secretly looking at him.
To be precise, looking at myself chewing
"Want to eat?" Jiang Chen noticed and smiled and handed over the box in his hand.
The gaze quickly escaped, but as if he noticed that there was no malice in Jiang Chen's voice, the man took the half box of biscuits handed to him by Jiang Chen. After just a moment of hesitation, he started to eat hungrily.
This guy, the way he eats is comparable to Sun Jiao. Jiang Chen couldn't help but reveal a smile.
"Thank you..." the man said quietly in English. As if it realized that it had eaten all the cookies, it had a guilty look on its face and lowered its head to Jiang Chen, "I'm sorry..."
"It's okay, I still have a lot." Jiang Chen said with a friendly smile, "Can I know your name?"
"Aisha, 17 years old."
It turned out to be a girl, and she was talking about why her voice was so thin. Perhaps because she was immature, she did not wear a headscarf like the other women in the carriage.
"My name is Jiang Chen, from China. Where are your parents?"
"Killed by IS people... because my mother refused the unreasonable demands of those demons." Ayesha's voice was very calm, and there was not much sadness on her face. Jiang Chen couldn't help but be speechless for a moment when he heard the words. He didn't expect that the topic would be so heavy.
"Sorry." Jiang Chen said softly, but he didn't expect that what he got in return was a surprised look.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Chen asked confused. He didn't know if he had committed any taboo, because not long ago, the circle of his life was limited to peaceful cities.
"It's nothing. I just didn't expect to hear someone say sorry to me." Ayesha turned her head.
"What are your plans after arriving in Turkey?" Jiang Chen smiled bitterly and decided to talk about something less serious.
The new life after the escape may make people a little happier.
"I have no plans to go to a refugee camp to receive humanitarian aid... and then see if any Saudi or Turkish man is willing to buy me and take me home. I'm still a virgin, so I should be fine with a little dressing up." The girl said. Her tone was very calm, and her face showed awareness and indifference that was inconsistent with her age.
Well... it seems like no matter what the topic is, it's going to be heavy.
Jiang Chen chose to shut up.
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Parking is still done at night, driving at night is dangerous, and drivers need rest.
At this time, the refugees would choose to get out of the car to relieve themselves, and then stand outside for a while to enjoy the breeze. Jiang Chen also got out of the car, found a place to relieve his hands, and then luxuriously took out a pack of toilet paper and wiped it.
After parking the car, Roberts came to the two of them and chatted for a while. But while sleeping, he rolled back to the passenger seat. Roberts said that he gave the driver a Franklin, and the driver immediately became very enthusiastic about him.
At night, Jiang Chen felt hungry again.
He was a little tired of eating Oreos. He would never treat himself badly. Jiang Chen changed the taste, took out a pack of cranberry cookies, and chewed them with relish.
There was a slight sound of vomiting coming from beside him, and he was stunned for a moment, then smiled in a friendly manner and divided the biscuit in his hand into half of the girl's.
"Try the food from our hometown." Food purchased online.
The girl didn't answer, but just ate hungrily. Looking at the girl's appearance, Jiang Chen smiled and said nothing.
Now that I'm full, it's naturally time to go to bed. Jiang Chen leaned on the hood of the car behind him and fell into a deep sleep. Although there are sounds of snoring everywhere, fatigue is indeed the best sleeping pill.
As for Nick, this guy always fell asleep quickly and woke up suddenly, with his thunderous snoring sound.
However, what Jiang Chen didn't notice was that a pair of eyes were secretly looking at him.
Ayesha licked her fingers stained with cookie crumbs and secretly looked at Jiang Chen's profile, her eyes full of confusion and confusion.
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Early the next morning, Jiang Chen woke up from a jolt.
"We're almost there." Nick noticed Jiang Chen waking up and looking at the smartphone screen in his hand, and said calmly, "The GS shows that we are only about 40 kilometers away from Tikrit."
The roar of the engine filled his ears, and the vibration of the engine almost made Jiang Chen lose consciousness on his back. Wiping his face with a handful of sand in his hands, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly.
It's really not a place for people to stay.
"That's great, I can't wait to take a hot bath...and have a good sleep." Jiang Chen stretched and said with a wry smile.
The battery on his phone was almost empty. Considering the emergency, he chose to shut down the machine proactively.
"I have an ominous feeling." Nick frowned and touched the black backpack beside him. Inside was his M27 automatic rifle.
"I hope you are wrong." Jiang Chen said with a bitter smile.
"I hope." Nick also smiled bitterly and turned off his phone. He didn't have much battery left.
Ayesha raised her eyes and glanced at the two foreigners beside her, then silently put her chin between her arms and closed her eyes tiredly.
It seems that we can’t reach Türkiye...
This smell was all too familiar to her who had been born in the flames of war.
Even more familiar than the vultures in the desert.
The smell of death.
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