Super Vision

Three days later, night.

Over Damascus.

"Mr. Xia, we have arrived in Damascus." In an An 225 large transport plane, a Russian officer said politely to a Chinese teenager who was dozing off.

This Chinese boy is Xia Lei.He flew directly from Italy to Russia and then from Russia to Syria.This An-225 large transport aircraft was almost exclusively flown for him, but the cost was not cheap, two million dollars.

Xia Lei opened his eyes, in a trance, as if he had just woke up, "Are you here?"

"Here, Mr. Xia." The Russian officer said: "We will land on an air base on the outskirts of Damascus. That base is controlled by us. You will be safe there. But if you leave, we cannot guarantee your safety. ."

Xia Lei smiled, "I am responsible for my safety. You only need to send me to the ground. Well, give me another car."

The Russian officer said: "No problem, I will prepare a military off-road vehicle, as well as weapons and ammunition for you. If you need bodyguards, then..."

"I don't need a bodyguard." Xia Lei said.

"Then I understand." The Russian officer also showed a smile, "Mr. Xia, your Russian is really good."

Xia Lei said: "When you arrive at your base, you will receive the remaining one million dollars in the final payment."

"Happy cooperation." The Russian officer shook hands with Xia Lei.

An 225 swooped down and landed on a military base in the western suburbs of Damascus.

More than ten minutes later, a Kamaz military armored off-road vehicle left the air base and drove towards Damascus.The Russian officer had prepared some weapons and ammunition for Xia Lei, but Xia Lei didn't ask for it.He doesn't need weapons now.For him, his own body is the strongest weapon.

The lights of Damascus under the night sky are sparsely lit, and it feels like it is possible to fall into complete darkness at any time.

If Allah loves a person, he will settle in Damascus.

This sentence is a compliment to Damascus, an ancient city with a history of more than 4,000, but it is not just a compliment.Before the Arab Spring Movement, it was indeed a peaceful and beautiful city, and it had the reputation of paradise on earth.But now, it is crying.The ancient country of Syria is devastated, with children and women bleeding every day, and men dying every day.

Some people say it is the price of freedom.

Is it really that way?

There were almost no vehicles on the road, and Xia Lei drove a Kamaz off-road vehicle and quickly reached the checkpoint into the city.He handed him the pass given to him by the Russian officer, and easily passed the checkpoint and entered the city of Damascus.

There are no street lights, no pedestrians, and most houses are dark due to lack of electricity.The KAMAZ off-road vehicle drove across the street, and occasionally a head poked out from the window on the side of the road, taking a cautious look.

Half an hour later, the Kamaz buggy stopped in front of a hotel next to the Umayyad Mosque. It was one of the few hotels still operating, and Xia Lei was also attracted by its lights.

The hotel's name is "Romantic Rose", and it is a modern building with ten stories high.It stands on the old street, especially eye-catching.

In front of the hotel is the square of the Umayyad Mosque. You can see the ancient and majestic Umayyad Mosque, domes and towers, as well as the statue of Saladin standing in front of the door.

With the pass given by that officer, Xia Lei quickly completed the check-in process and checked into the hotel.His room is located on the fifth floor of the hotel, and you can see the square and Umayyad Mosque by opening the window.

"Xiao Qian." While looking at the Umayyad Mosque from the window, Xia Lei awakened Xiao Qian's second form.

"Master, do you miss me?" A virtual woman appeared next to Xia Lei, with a black robe, black veil, brown curly hair and brown eyes. Only a pair of eyes and a half-tall were exposed. bridge of the nose.However, although it is not exposed, under the black robe is the big place, the place that should be curled up, the figure is tall, plump and sexy.

This is the style of a typical Arab beauty.

Xia Lei has become accustomed to her habit of changing her image with the environment, and he cuts directly to the topic, "What is the situation of Maria and Scarlett now?"

"They are already in Iceland and are preparing for the research station according to your plan. They are safe, don't worry about the owner. I am always protecting their information to avoid being tracked by the CIA. At the same time, I also pass it on to the CIA. Some wrong information, they are in Russia. When the CIA determines that it is a fake news, I will put another one." Xiaoqian said.

"Yeah." Xia Lei nodded, "What's the situation at home?"

"The ladies are watching "Pirates of the Caribbean 5", do you want me to establish a video call?" Xiaoqian asked.

Xia Lei hesitated for a while, and finally gave up, "No, please contact them in a few days." After a pause, he said again: "Give me information about Aleppo."

"That city has become a ghost town. Government forces and free armed groups are fighting every day. Many people have fled, and some people are trapped in that city. Terrorist organizations are also active there, killing people there. Civilian. In short, I describe it as a hell on earth, where every inch of land is soaked with the blood and tears of Syrians." said Xiaoqian, a Middle Eastern beauty.

"I see." Xia Lei said, "You immediately write an email in my name and send it to the most prestigious reporter here. In your letter, as Xia Chongsheng, tell the reporter that I will save the city. The people of China, bring them warmth and hope. I am ready to accept her interview. During the interview, I will set up a relief society in Syria..."

"Master, the Salvation Society envelopes are Catholicism and you. People here believe in Islam." Xiaoqian couldn't help interrupting Xia Lei's words.

"It is a charitable organization. I will not force anyone to join or change their beliefs. The relief society here only helps those who need help and suffering. When the relief society is established, I will inject one billion dollars and hire local volunteers. The local volunteers are responsible for the operation of the rescue association.” Xia Lei said.

"It turns out that it is, I have already written it, do you need to read it, Master?" Xiao Qian asked.

Xia Lei said, "No, you can be responsible for such a small thing. So let's do it."

Xiao Qian disappeared.

Billions of dollars did not save all suffering people, but this is his attitude and his heart.

This is why he did not go directly to Aleppo but came to Damascus.His purpose is to absorb the energy of negative desires here, sadness, despair, hatred, fear, etc., but he is not the kind of person who eats a king's meal.Since he is here, he must do something for the suffering people here.

Suddenly a group of young people came on the square of the Umayyad Mosque. There were dozens of men and women.They lit dozens of candles in the center of the square, put some flowers, and then stood quietly around the candles.

Xia Lei's heart moved, he opened the window and jumped directly from the room on the fifth floor.

No one noticed this horrible scene, and the street outside the hotel was empty and there were no personal figures.

Xia Lei walked to the square, he leaned close to the group of young people, and he saw a photo next to the candle.It was a picture of a little girl, not that kind of innocent and cute little girl.Her eyes were closed and her face was stained with blood.One of her legs was missing, she was lying in the ruins, and beside her was an old and dirty doll.

It is not difficult to see that these Syrian youths are holding a memorial ceremony for a little girl who died.

This photo also touched Xia Lei's heart. What kind of person can start with such a cute child?

"Hey! Who are you?" A young man who was shooting with a mobile phone in the periphery found Xia Lei, and asked aloud, his tone was not very polite.

Xia Lei glanced at him and said in Arabic: "I am just like you, I am here to mourn this child."

More eyes moved to him, alert, curious, and a little aggressive.

"Do you know this kid?" The Syrian youth who took the photo with his mobile phone walked towards Xia Lei.

Xia Lei shook his head, "I don't know, but is this important?"

A young Syrian man with a mobile phone came to Xia Lei in a fierce tone, "Are you here to embody your kindness and benevolence? Or what are your so-called values ​​of freedom? Let's go, you are not welcome here!"

Xia Lei shrugged, "I am not an American, I am from China."

"Go!" The young man holding the phone suddenly reached out and pushed Xia Lei.

Xia Lei didn't fight back. Instead, he stepped back a few steps cooperatively, staggering, giving people a feeling of almost being pushed down.

"Ahmed, what are you doing?" A young brown-haired woman stood up and said dissatisfiedly: "He is not malicious. He said that China is a friendly country that loves peace."

"Yousna, pay attention to your words! I am a man!" the young man called Ahmed said angrily: "You are a woman, how dare you say that to me in front of a foreigner?"

While speaking, Ahmed suddenly walked towards Yusna.

Yusna's expression suddenly became tense, and people retreated subconsciously, but at that moment two Syrian youths stepped in and blocked her retreat.

Women have no status in this land, and they cannot appeal even if they are justified.What a man says, that's what you can't violate.Looking at Xia Lei as a child, Yusna couldn't help but stop Ahmed, but he didn't expect to anger Ahmed and get into trouble.

This group of young people are all Damascus students, because the war school is in a state of semi-stopped, and usually hardly attend classes.Ahmed is the leader of this group of students. His father is an official and his family is very rich.His brother-in-law also serves in the army, and his position is not low.It was Ahmed’s idea to come here tonight to take a picture of the memorial ceremony of a little girl who died.He is very good at using the Internet to gain a good reputation and benefit himself and his family.

For Yusna, getting into such a person is indeed a big trouble.

"Hey!"

But just when Ahmed was about to do something to punish Yusna, a childish voice came from behind him.

Xia Lei's voice, "Apologize to me."