The news spread quickly, and the refugees hidden in the ruins and basements took to the streets one after another, looking at a loss.
"How could the United States bomb us? We are all refugees!"
“Didn’t they say they wanted to give us peace and freedom, but now they want to give us bombs?”
"Those damn guys, they destroyed everything here. This city has a history of more than 4,000 years. What has it become now? Aren't they satisfied?"
"What else do they want from us? This is the only life left for me!"
Anger spread among the crowd.
The Arab Spring actions of the United States brought not freedom to this land, but war and destruction, as well as the loss of humanity.
"Mr. Xia, is the news true?" Salahei found Xia Lei, who looked very nervous.
Xia Lei said: "The news is true, everyone must evacuate here as soon as possible."
"But we are refugees. Are American planes really going to bomb us?" Salahei didn't want to believe the news was true.
Xia Lei said: "If it weren't for me being here, they probably wouldn't bomb here. But even if I leave now, their warships and fighter planes will bomb here. Don't ask any more questions and take everyone to escape."
"Where can we go? Where else can we go?" Salahei's expression darkened. He and the people here were all homeless.
Xia Lei said: "Get out of here first, I will figure out other things separately. You go to the Russian military base first, and I will say hello to the Russians."
"What about you? Mr. Xia." Salahei asked.
Xia Lei said: "I have to stay and wean you off."
"Okay then, I will lead everyone to retreat first. You should be careful. We will see you at the Russian military base." After leaving these words, Salahei left to organize the retreat.
In fact, Xia Lei is not just the one who is behind, Xia Lei is very clear that he is the target of the Americans. He stayed to find a way to attract the attention of the Americans. Bomb him, but don't bomb the refugees.
He was not a prophet, but for the kneeling that those Arab refugees gave him, and for the precious gifts from Yusna and Zaya, he was willing to take this risk for these suffering Arabs.
After Salahei left, Xia Lei's eyes moved to Yusna and Zaya beside him. He said: "Yusna, Zaya, you two leave in that truck. It will be faster. It’s a little safer too.”
"No, we want to be with you." Yusna said, her eyes full of deep affection.
"I also want to be with you, I won't leave." Zaya said, her heart full of worry and reluctance.
For the two Arab girls, this was like saying goodbye to their husbands on their wedding night, and they couldn't bear it.
Xia Lei made a serious face and said, "Listen to me, get in the car and leave immediately, and then wait for me at the Russian military base."
"But..." Yusna and Zaya hesitated. They were very reluctant to separate from Xia Lei, but they did not have the courage to be a little angry with Xia Lei.
"The enemies I have to face are beyond your imagination. Do you want me to be sad next to the corpse inside?" Xia Lei said.
Yusna and Zaya looked at each other, and after exchanging glances, they finally nodded. "Okay, we'll wait for you at the Russian military base." Yusna gave Xia Lei a hug.
"You must come back safely." Zaya said. She not only hugged Xia Lei, but also hugged Yusna.
It's a hot dog hug.
A strange divine light suddenly came from all around, but after a brief period of astonishment, many people smiled.
In the Arab world, unmarried women are prohibited from having physical contact with men. Even shaking hands is considered taboo, let alone hugging a man in public. Yusna and Zaya's actions were tantamount to announcing to the outside world that they were women of the prophet, and everyone who saw it understood it. But this is not an act of shame, it is an act of honor.
God is always privileged.
But in full view of everyone, Xia Lei suddenly reached out and patted the buttocks of Yusna who was the first to hug him, and then struck Zaya's butt like lightning.
There were two crisp sounds and two wonderful ripples, which immediately created a sea of stunned Arab faces and a lot of Arab chins falling to the ground.
Although Yusna and Zaya's faces were hidden under the black veil, it seemed that their faces were red and hot through the veil.
Xia Lei said in a low voice: "If you don't leave quickly, do you want me to hit you again? I will hit you really hard next time."
This sentence was more effective than anything else, Yusna and Zaya left as if they were running away.
Xia Lei said in a loud voice: "Everyone, go quickly, go quickly, I will cut off your queen!"
His voice echoed in the night air and could be heard far away.
The refugees from White Pearl began to retreat, and soon the place became empty.
The moonlight is still so bright, but this place seems to be dead, without any life.
Xia Lei stood on the tallest building in White Pearl and observed the surrounding situation.
A few minutes later, a convoy came from the direction of Turkey. The vehicles did not turn on high beams, but only low beams. The lights were not bright. They appeared and disappeared under the cover of buildings, as if they were deliberately hiding their whereabouts. .
Xia Lei secretly said in his heart: "Is it the Turks? Or the Kurdish armed forces? Impossible. Whether it is Turkey or the Kurds, there is no need for them to get involved in this matter. If it is not the Turks and the Kurds, then There are only Americans. The United States has a military base in Turkey, and that convoy should be a ground reconnaissance force sent by the US military for this operation."
The convoy drove forward for some distance and then stopped without entering the White Pearl.
Xia Lei jumped from the rooftop more than 20 stories high, crossed a street in the air, and landed on the rooftop of a building on the other side of the street. This building is also more than ten stories high, but half of it was destroyed by artillery shells.
As soon as his feet landed on the ground, Xia Lei's body used the inertia to sprint forward, and when he approached the edge of the rooftop, he jumped up again...
Under the hazy moonlight, a thin figure jumped between buildings. It felt like a real-life version of Spider-Man.
A few minutes later, he stopped on the rooftop of a residential building in Xia Lei, then lay down on the edge of the rooftop and quietly stuck his head out.
There were more than a dozen military off-road vehicles parked on the street below the residents, as well as a bulletproof armored vehicle. About 50 armed men gathered next to these vehicles. They did not have any markings on their bodies, but the equipment they wore were all American-made equipment. The largest number of guns is also the SCAR assault rifle, and this rifle is a gun exclusively used by American special forces.
The answer is actually obvious. These vehicles are American military vehicles, and these people are also American soldiers.
"Damn, this is all because of the Russians." A bald white man cursed: "If it weren't for the Russian military base, our fighter planes and bombers could fly over at will, and now we are required to conduct ground reconnaissance. .”
"Colonel White, what is the mission this time?" a black man asked.
"Damn, I want to know too. I was just informed to come here to perform a reconnaissance mission, but so far I haven't received the details of the mission."
White, the bald white man, was apparently the commander of the scout team.
At this time, a communications soldier carrying a radio on his back walked up to White and said, "Report to the colonel. We have received an order from the military department. Let us determine the situation of the White Pearl, personnel distribution, and..."
White frowned, "And what?"
"And Xia Xinsheng's location." The communications soldier said.
"What?" White seemed to have been stepped on, and his voice suddenly rose a lot, "They actually asked us to scout the location of that magical boy? That guy is a person who caused trouble in New York but was able to leave freely!"
"This place is dangerous enough. They actually let us carry out such a dangerous mission. What's the difference between this and letting us die?" said a white scout.
"I heard that people from the CIA chased him to Florence, Italy, but came back in despair. The magical boy looked like Spider-Man." Someone else said.
"Shut up, all of you!" Colonel White shouted angrily: "We are soldiers, and as soldiers we must carry out orders!"
The noisy scene suddenly became quiet.
Executing orders is a soldier's bounden duty. Soldiers of any country are instilled with this concept all day long. This concept has penetrated into the bone marrow.
"Isn't he just a Chinese boy? Let's enter the White Pearl, use thermal imaging to observe it, and send the coordinates to the guys in the military department. As for whether we can kill that boy, it depends on the bomb they throw Enough is enough." White turned to calm people and boost morale.
"I think they will send all the fighters and bombers on the Reagan, and the Ninth Fleet will probably shoot out all the Tomahawk cruise missiles." A scout said.
His words lightened the mood a bit.
White looked at his tactical watch and then said: "Let's take action. Let's walk into the White Pearl. Any living targets we find will be shot. No one will be left alive. Not a single word of this operation will be leaked!"
"Yes!" There was a response of accepting the order.
But at this moment, an intrusive voice came, "You guys are really capable. The refugees in White Pearl lost their homes, livelihood jobs, and even relatives because of you. They only have one life left." Yes, do you plan to take it too?"
"Who?" White yelled.
Dozens of scouts quickly raised their guns.
The machine gunner on the armored fighting vehicle also stood up from the vehicle and entered shooting mode.
A figure fell from the sky.