Red Alert Somalia

ps: There are still the last twelve hours, I beg you for the final monthly pass of this month.

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After finishing up last night's writing, Millard sorted his clothes and walked out of the cheap hotel empty-handed.

Under the sign of a Chinese ramen restaurant hung on the road, I ordered a ramen. After eating, he walked to the street amidst his strong dissatisfaction with European Italian ramen.

Since he knew some Chinese crudely, he was able to communicate with the Chinese after a month or two of making up for it.Because he found that here in Somalia, English is not good, and many people don't understand it.But many Somali people know Chinese, and many can speak Chinese.Rather than using English to communicate and learning the rare and difficult Somali language, he chose Chinese.

For a month, he was very happy with his wise decision, because Chinese road signs could be seen everywhere on the streets of Bagua City, and the residents of Bagua City also regarded Chinese as their second language.Therefore, he came here without any communication difficulties.

Millard stopped a taxi at the intersection. This kind of transportation that is ubiquitous all over the world is also the most common in Bagua City.The fixed starting price is eight Somali shillings, plus two Somali shillings per kilometer. After eight kilometers, an additional 50% fuel fee will be charged per kilometer.

This kind of fee is not expensive. For Lamid, who has a good income from manuscript fees, this price is very cheap.When he arrived in Bagua City on the first day, he entrusted the hotel to exchange 10,000 U.S. dollars for Somali shillings at a ratio of one to eight.These 80,000 Somali shillings are his future activities in Somalia.

"Hello, where do you want to go?" When the driver saw that he was a foreigner, he immediately pulled out an electronic map from the storage box and handed it to Milad.Taxi companies do not organize to require drivers to learn foreign languages, and they often encounter foreign passengers. In order to avoid communication difficulties, maps will come in handy at this time.The map is multilingual.The driver will send it wherever the passenger points.

"Hello, I'm going to the People's Square of Bagua City!" Millard replied in a somewhat out-of-tune Chinese, and did not take the electronic map.

The driver did not show too much surprise. He understood what the white man in the back seat said, and said, "Sir, there will be a grand military parade in the square today. There will be a lot of cars and people, and I can't give it to you. To the destination, and now there is no motor vehicle traffic, I will at most send you to the entrance to the square. If you think it is possible, then we will go."

"No problem, let's go!" Millard nodded.According to his understanding, not only tens of thousands of soldiers will participate in this military parade, but hundreds of thousands of people will also visit the military parade. He has already prepared for this.

He is not afraid of crowding. Whether in China or Russia, he is also crowded when encountering such a grand occasion. He already has a lot of experience.All he has at the moment is excitement.After all, he couldn't see such a grand occasion in the United States.

"Okay, please fasten your seat belt." In the Chinese voice of the driver, the solid taxi here began to walk on the neat road.The simple car styling and the simple sense of streamline only pay attention to two points, one is sturdiness and durability.The other is low emission and fuel saving.

Since today is a military parade, there are vehicles and bicycles and pedestrians everywhere on the street, and their directions are the same.

When the taxi came to a place two kilometers away from the People's Square of Bagua City, it had to stop, because there were already many pedestrians who were passing through.

At this time, the Bagua City was clear and the time came to eight o'clock in the morning, and it was at the entrances of the square.There has been a long queue, and many soldiers from the garrison are at each entrance, monitoring the electronic detection equipment at each entrance.Alongside, military dogs are also staring at everyone who enters the square.

"Thank you!" Milad took out a 100 Somali shilling and handed it to the driver.Then he got out of the car without waiting for the driver to find money.A dozen dollars is nothing for his remuneration.

"Thank you!"

Amidst the driver's thanks, he walked to the long queue and joined the queue.He didn't bring anything except his eyes and ears today, whether it was a camera or pen and paper.

A friend of his journalists who came to Switzerland learned that this military parade did not deny foreigners to visit, but there was no special treatment.Unless you are invited or a world-renowned person, like everyone, you can only queue up to enter the factory and then be assigned to a station immediately.As for whether you can see the entire military parade, it depends on your luck.

Looking at the Somalis in the queue before and after, Milad shook his head. The civilized world knows too little about this place. There is a very civilized side here. The queues are orderly, and there is no chaos in the queue of thousands.This kind of picture, even in developed countries, is sometimes difficult to see.

They abide by the rules, everyone is talking about the parade, the purpose is the same, but no one jumped in the queue.Some of them are not badly dressed and have a high standard of living. Some people who drive over do not think that they are superior, and they just feel that they are in line with the public.This kind of scene is unimaginable in a democratic America, which pays attention to upper-class social hierarchy.

The team moved forward very fast. The team of thousands of people walked through in less than half an hour. Soon Muladi came to the entrance.

When the supervising soldier saw that he was a foreigner, he immediately said: "Please show your passport! Or any valid certificate."

In Millard's eyes, the soldiers on duty were no less inferior to the mighty temperament they showed than American soldiers.

"You can go in, please take the foreign passage." After reading the passport, the soldiers on duty immediately let go after they found no response from the dogs.

After entering the square through the detector, there are several passages marked in front of you, including sightseeing passages, performance passages, and a special passage for foreigners.

According to understanding, foreign passages are not a privilege, but an area to distinguish foreign tourists from Somalis, so as to avoid friction in the crowded situation.The sightseeing passage is the passage of Somalis, and those who walk in are purely to watch the military parade.The performance channels are dedicated channels for groups that have applied for performances after the military parade.

Africans like to sing and dance to celebrate every meaningful day.Somalis are no exception.Today’s military parade is not only a day for the Somali army to further demonstrate its strength to the outside world, it is also the most meaningful day for Somalis, because today is designated as Somalia’s Unification Day to commemorate the true national unity of Somalis.On this day, all tribes in Somalia have prepared their own custom programs to celebrate this great occasion.Li Lan also agreed with the enthusiasm of the Somali people and prepared a follow-up Somali custom performance after the military parade.

Milad followed a group of foreign tourists with different skin colors, and under the leadership of the soldiers on duty, stood at the No. 1 position of People's Square in Bagua City, not far from Li Lan's palace (base) Guanli Building.The height of Milad belongs to the crowd, and can clearly see the entire parade road and the observatory building.

"Very well, I can finally appreciate this kind of ceremony clearly once."

Having participated in many military parades, it was the first time that Milad had such a good position.He has participated in many military parades, but apart from China and Russia, he rarely saw the military parades that shocked him.Either the military parade was too simple, or the crowd was too crowded to see many things.

After half an hour of waiting, Millard finally saw some changes in the worship building, but before he could see the appearance of the people who walked to the worship building, the huge cheers suddenly erupted around him, making him almost think he was himself. The eardrum was punctured.

"Long live, long live..."

There was a cry of overwhelming seas and landslides.All Chinese are used.

It is hard for Milad to imagine how much support is needed for everyone to express their emotions in another language on the most important day of a country.A Chinese can make hundreds of thousands of Somalis shout such slogans. It is really hard for him to imagine how strong emotions it takes to ignore the racial barrier between the two and achieve wholehearted support.

He even thought of it.Once this Chinese has any crazy ideas, I'm afraid these Somalis will follow him without hesitation.This kind of blind worship, he has seen a similar picture from history, anyway, in his heart.There is always an unwavering sense of fear.

The buzzing in his ears gradually subsided, and he also pressed the bad premonition in his heart, and stared at the figure that appeared upstairs.

At this moment, it is not just him, the eyes of every pair of squares are gathered upstairs.

It is vaguely visible that a dozen figures are standing next to the tower-like observatory. Millard scanned everyone on it very intently. Although the distance is far away and it doesn't seem very clear, he is very clear.The dozen or so people above are the core figures of this emerging country.

The tall figure standing in the middle is the founder of this magical country, a legend.

At this time, a majestic voice announced: "The ceremony begins, raise the national flag and play the national anthem!"

The impassioned melody sounded, and Millard found that every Somali citizen around him sang to the melody very intently.

He even had the illusion that if he could sing well, he could not help but follow the pitch, because this melody had a shocking momentum.

When the blue-bottomed Somali national flag was raised on the flag stand in the square, rows of salutes sounded in front of the viewing building, announcing the official start of this great ceremony.

"... I warmly welcome the speech of His Excellency Li Lan, the President of the Democratic Republic of Somalia, the Supreme Military Commander of Somalia, and the Supreme Leader of the Somali Free Democratic Alliance."

In just a moment, the entire square was completely quiet, and then there was a tsunami-like applause. For nothing else, everyone looked forward to Li Lan's speech with their own hands.

"Somalia has what it is today. It is not a personal effort, but the result of everyone's hard work. The Freedom League has gone through three full years. We have proved our philosophy with actions time and time again. While achieving results, we have also won everyone's support. I am very proud of this, because everyone has always been united under the banner of the Freedom League, working hard together for a better life for us.

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Today is a great ceremony that belongs to the Freedom League, belongs to every Somalis, and belongs to this newly emerging country. As the highest leader of this country, I declare that today, a huge ceremony will be used.I want the world to show our achievements and show the world our Somali voice.

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Our people love this country, and our ability to build belongs to our big family, using our hands to create better things.

And our army is capable and determined to safeguard our sovereignty and dignity. They are the armed forces of the people.They are also the patron saint of the Democratic Republic of Somalia. They vowed to use their blood to defend the country and use their courage to fight no matter how powerful the enemy is. They are meaningless, because in the back, there are countless Somalis who support and encourage them.

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As President of the Republic.I assure you of food, clothing, shelter and transportation. As the Supreme Military Commander, I assure you of safety and peace. As the leader of the Free Alliance, I assure you that anyone who violates my sovereignty will bear the price they cannot afford.

Now I announce.The military parade for the founding of Somalia officially began.

Warriors, take up the steel gun and use your promise to show the world your mighty majesty.Take a firm step and tell the world vigorously that you will always be the best..."

"It's really passionate and unforgettable for a lifetime." Millard remembered the vigorous notes from the Guanlilou, even though he didn't speak Chinese very well.But he believed that he would never forget every sentence just now, because it was so shocking.

In the next picture, Milad is very familiar with it, and it seems to show the friendship between Somalia and China, the steps of this grand ceremony and China's military parade ten years ago.Exactly the same.

An extended sedan drove out from the gate downstairs at Guanli. Accompanied by Ahmed, Li Lan stood in the back seat of the open sedan, inspecting the troops.

And this time.Milad really saw the young Somali leader. He couldn't help but subconsciously touched the beard on his chin. The Chinese in front of him looked much younger than himself.It is estimated that he is only 26 or 27 years old.

His appearance is not outstanding, but he is taller than himself, and his whole person looks very sturdy. He has an appearance and aura that is completely inconsistent with the leaders of other countries in their 50s and 60s.

The popularity of this Somali leader can be seen from the people around him. Although everyone did not cheer, they followed his car quietly with their eyes until he disappeared in front of him.

After the inspection, the car drove back again. This time, Millard saw Li Lan again, a face that seemed ordinary but thoughtful, and it seemed to be filled with hope.

For a moment, he even felt that this seemingly ordinary face would be remembered for the rest of his life, even if he died, he would remember this face today.Because he has seen so many distinctive temperaments in this kind of Chinese, which has always been difficult to express in words.

Then, just like what he saw at the China’s 60th Anniversary Military Parade, after the review, the segmentation began.

At this time, the people in the front row began to sit down in the whole audience hall, because only in this way can the people behind can see the grand occasion.

Milad was not special. He also sat down. Behind him, there were already prepared cushions. Obviously, the Somali government had already considered this.

The entire National Day ceremony in Milad does not seem to be complicated. The country’s rulers appear, the flag-raising ceremony, then the Yuan inspection army, and then the split.

"Slap, slap..."

Under the march, there was a neat pace on the Parade Avenue, and the earth seemed to tremble with this extremely rhythmic footsteps. Millard knew that this was just his own illusion. It was the opponent's too neat pace that made him produce. One kind is like the earth trembling.

His sight was getting closer and closer to the sound of the steps. He couldn't help holding his breath just like everyone else. The audience was extremely silent. No host introduced anything, only the sound of the pace that shook his heart.As the rhythm became clearer and clearer, at the end of the line of sight, a neat phalanx appeared in his eyes. There was no honor guard of the three services as he expected, but an official army team came directly.

The neat square team has the same footsteps, as if it is not a square team, but a person, so neat that people can't find any sense of disharmony.The army's official team advancing slowly, due to a giant cube of steel, is advancing gently.

"Look to the right!"

An abrupt voice sounded in the quiet square. It was a Somali. Although Milad could not understand what the three notes meant, he understood from the neat and uniform movements of the neat square team.

The two colonel leaders walking in the forefront changed their stepping methods at the moment they crossed the starting line and raised their left foot high.With right hand, he shouted loudly: "Salute!"

Look to the right and salute Li Lan upstairs.Agree, Li Lan also responded with a military salute.

Under the leadership of the leader of the entire military official team, the salute gestures were completely integrated, as if they were all controlled by the same person, and there was no difference in the slightest.

"This is the Somali army. It really is an elite..."

Milad couldn't help but sighed in his heart. In the military parades he participated in in the past, he had always had an idea. Apart from the military parades in Russia and China, he could not find the same majestic military parade.Today, in his heart.One more country can be compared with the Sino-Russian military parade.

Just seeing the first team, he felt his heart beating fiercely following the rhythm, and this rhythm made him seem out of breath.The instant visual impact is like a million lions rushing straight forward, and the powerful aura is manifested vividly in a small team.

At this moment Milad even thought that he had returned to China four years ago, and the feeling of enthusiasm ignited from the bottom of my heart again.The adrenaline secretion is constantly increasing, which makes him feel a deep sense of comfort.This is the third time he has this feeling. He is not a native of the country, but he deeply feels that kind of iron and blood.

When he put his gaze on the people around him, he saw the exact same expression as him, and none of the foreign tourists beside him was deeply shocked.

Next is a neat three-service phalanx, dressed in a uniform that is completely different from that of American soldiers.According to Millard’s memory, this uniform was somewhat similar to the common uniform of German soldiers, and was a non-combat uniform.Khaki cloth, three colors of sea, land and air form the entire square.Every soldier is about the same height, and his face is filled with the most determined and murderous expression. The whole face is full of blood and excitement.It went red.

Followed by the infantry squadron, the bayonet on the steel gun was chilly, and the muzzle was slanting upward to make the bayonet's light flashing cold, and the gun body flashed the deep color of steel in the sun.

Simultaneously.The tall chest, the expression of murderous intent, and the steel gun with bayonet are telling people that this is not an army for people to watch, but an army that can be pulled on the battlefield at any time to fight the enemy. .

"German soldiers, Chinese soldiers, now we have to add another Somali soldier. Only this type of soldier can have such a momentum. Russia and the United States are even worse, because they don't have such a terrifying evil spirit."

Milad is not stingy with his own evaluation. In his opinion, only the rigorous German soldiers, the solemn Chinese soldiers, and the fearsome Somali soldiers can be called the best troops.In the past, only Germany and China were in his mind, but now he still has to add one.

As for the army of his country, in his mind, the evaluation is really not high, because since World War II, he has not seen the breathtaking and indomitable momentum in his army.

At this moment, he even kind of returned to Berlin before World War II, the horrible anger of the German SS when it was tested by Hitler.Among the military parade documentaries that Millard watched, the most visual impact was the Nazi SS who walked in front of Hitler. Although their military parade was equally grand and serious, even the Nazi soldiers shouted hoarsely. 'Hi Hitler'.

There was only a simple salute to the army in front of him, but he clearly saw that the twinkling light in the eyes of these soldiers was exactly the same as the eyes of the German SS watching Hitler in the documentary.

"Excellent, no need for too much rhetoric." No need to think, Millard has already figured out how to express these feelings one by one in the article, just like he participated in the Chinese military parade four years ago. This feeling does not need to be used too much. It’s the easiest and most perfect way to modify and write your own inner shock.