Red Alert Somalia

ps: Yesterday, due to the two great gods leaving the new book list, the book was on the list. However, the gorgeous excitement lasted for less than ten hours. At one o'clock in the morning, I was squeezed out of the new book list again.

The majority of book friends, I beg you, can you help me vote for a recommendation while reading the book? Even a recommendation is a great support for the book.

Please help Gorgeous. Don't let Gorgeous come to the New Year's Eve dinner and still think about refreshing the webpage and reading whether it is on the list.

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As Mohammedi agreed to join, Li Lan's mood became very happy. With interest, Li Lan continued to take Mohammedi to visit everywhere.

The two talked as they walked, and the atmosphere was very good. Muhammad also swept away his previous thoughts, and made a lot of jokes along the way.

"My friend, can you take me to see the training of the soldiers, I'm very curious." While talking, Mohammed felt that since he chose to stand with Li Lan, he should have more of this place. To understanding.

"No problem, come with me." Li Lan nodded, and did not refuse.

The two soon arrived at the barracks closest to the main base, but before entering the barracks, Muhammad was attracted by the busy soldiers in front of the barracks.

Not far from the barracks, there was already a small pile of wet mud that seemed to have not been dug up for a long time. Several soldiers were shoveling the mud onto a truck on the side.On the ground next to it is a pothole nearly two meters in diameter.

"What are they doing, are they digging wells?" Muhammad asked puzzledly.

Li Lan nodded and said: "Yes, because there will be more and more people here in the future, not only to solve the problem of eating, but also to solve the problem of drinking. You know, my friend, you lack too much here. , I have to start from scratch. There are so many things to prepare. And it is impossible for me to focus on this, so I need your help to reduce my work."

Mohammed touched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "Yeah! We are missing too many things. To make up everything, the workload is really not small."

"I believe that with careful planning, everything will change without too long." Li Lan said.

The two talked and walked, and soon came to the well.Like the previous engineers, these busy soldiers saw Li Lan's arrival, so they put aside their work, stood up and saluted Li Lan, and then immediately started to work.

From this small action, Muhammad once again saw the basic qualities of these soldiers and their attitude towards Li Lan.

At this point, the well seems to be dug, because the soil brought up is beginning to carry water. This is not the land at the foot of the mountain where there will be water all the year round, but the land in the desert, and it has not been drilled a few times a year. In East Africa where it rains, the soil carries water, which means that there is an underground water source here.

Perhaps in Somalia, the problem of drinking water is not very big, but in the deserts of southern Africa, people will die at any time without water for two or three days.However, this is not to say that Somalia has abundant water sources, and it can only maintain basic drinking water requirements.In Somalia, there are only two rivers that have been dry for many years, but they are all in the south, nearly a thousand kilometers away from where Li Lan is now.

Even in the deserts of northern Somalia, there is still the most basic drinking water. As long as there is no drought even in the rainy season, there is basically little lack of drinking water.

On the iron frame driving above the well, there is a pulley on the iron frame. A rope passes through the pulley and hooks a small bucket covered with dirt slowly down the well.By the well, all three soldiers were wearing only pants, and their bodies were covered with soil that had been dried by the sun. Next to the soldiers, there were several oxygen tubes and several helmets with lights.A little further away, there are neatly stacked piles of nailed curved wood chips.

Two soldiers beside the iron frame were pulling the rope continuously, and after a while, they would pull up a bucket of dirt.Then put the empty bucket down again, and repeat this cycle.There is also a pump next to it, which will pump out the water in the well from time to time.

The two who approached avoided the busy soldiers, stood on the edge of the well, and peeked into the well, and suddenly felt a sense of bottomlessness.Had it not been for the heads of the soldiers who were working at the bottom of the well, there would be no way to see how deep the well was. It was all black.The walls of the deeper well are reinforced by rows of wooden boards to prevent collapse after water seepage.

"How many meters have you dug now?" Li Lan asked the soldier who was resting.

"Reporting sir, it has been digging since the day before yesterday. It has been digging for three full days. Since yesterday, water marks have appeared. The water seepage has been dug this morning. The well is currently 30 meters deep."

Li Lan nodded, because he did not have machinery for drilling wells, so he could only use the most primitive manpower.Since there is very little rain in East China and the need to dig deep, the necessary lighting and oxygen pipes are indispensable.Moreover, the deep well operation consumes too much physical strength, and replacements are required every hour.And every time, you need to put down the oxygen cylinder, and replace the oxygen cylinder with the same consumption.

"How much deeper do I need to dig?" Li Lan asked again.

"According to the engineer's survey, it is necessary to dig another ten meters or so at least, depending on the situation. Generally, if the water output is large, it can be stopped."

"Very well, everyone, don't be too lucky. If you see signs of collapse, don't dig any more." Li Lan said.

"Yes."

Because the mobilized soldiers only spoke Chinese and Somali, Li Lan spoke with them in Chinese.Naturally, Muhammad next to him could not understand anything.However, he did not ask Li Lan and the soldiers what they were talking about.

After asking the soldiers a few words, Li Lan asked Muhammad again: "My friend, do you live in well water in your village?"

Mohammedi nodded and said, "Yes, since I remembered things when I was little, we have been relying on the well water in the village for maintenance. Even in the dry and rainy season, the water has not been cut off. Even though I drank the well for a lifetime. Water, I can still feel the sweetness of the well water."

"The moon is always the circle of his hometown." Li Lan couldn't help but sigh. Thinking of the distant motherland, he didn't know when he would set foot on his homeland again, and what it would be like by then.Perhaps it was a sudden emotion and homesickness. Li Lan couldn't help but ask Mohammedi: "We have known each other for a month. This time, we have changed from strangers to friends. I am very curious about your past. , Tell me about your family? Until now, I only know that you have a younger brother outside of China, and you don’t know anything else."

In fact, Li Lan has always been very interested in Muhammad's family, because he is the only one in the family, and he has never seen his wife or children, nor has he seen any other friends, as if he has been single.

According to Muhammad's family property, there will be no financial problems at all, nor will there be any problems such as not being able to marry a wife.In Li Lan's view, he is also a person with a story.

Hearing Li Lan’s words, Muhammad suddenly seemed to be in a trance, and then said with a sad face: "In fact, I have almost forgotten the past. When I was young, I had many brothers and sisters, and my father and mother were very Love us. I am the eldest son and the only heir in the family.

Fifteen years ago, I was just eighteen years old. That day was the day I married my wife. It was originally a very festive day.However, right next to my house, a fierce armed conflict broke out. Many armed men broke into my house. At that time, my father, mother, and my two younger brothers and sisters, who were less than ten years old, fell on the spot. Under the gun.

My sixteen-year-old brother Muhammusin couldn’t help taking up his weapon and shooting at the armed men. After the armed men’s counterattack, he fell by my side. I can still remember clearly so far. Then he gradually lost his brilliant eyes.

In the conflict, only my wife and I survived, as well as my twelve-year-old third brother.From then on, I inherited everything from my father, land camels and livestock.

Three years ago, my wife accompanied my two sons to the city. Since then, I have never seen them again. A car explosion took their lives.I love my wife very much and my two sons very much."

"I'm sorry my friend, I shouldn't mention your sad past." Li Lan said apologetically when he saw Mohammedi with a sad face in his memory.

Muhammad shook his head, raised his head, and tried not to let the tears that were about to overflow his eyes stay, and said: "No, this is the first time I have told someone about my past. Now I feel a lot more relaxed. The pain makes me more aware of the value of peace, so I believe you, my friend. I hope that in my lifetime, Somalia will be completely peaceful. Don’t let my experience happen again in future generations, and let the human tragedy stay away. The Somali people who have suffered so much."

"Yes, everything will be fine!"