Ye Chen saw Hamid limping up the stairs, and he was a little curious, so he asked casually: "Brother, have you been injured on your leg?"
Hamid looked back at him, then looked at his left leg, sighing: "My left leg was seriously injured in a battle, and was hit by debris after the bomb explosion. At that time, there was almost only one amputation.
Lu, but fortunately, I tried my best to save this leg, but this leg also suffered irreversible damage, so after recovery, my muscles were severely atrophy and my function was deteriorated, so I became lame...
”
As he said that, he couldn't help but sigh: "In a place like Syria, the difficulty of a cripple commander is really hard to describe!"
Although the cripple is not very disabled, Hamid is the highest commander of an armed force after all. A lame leg has a great impact on his personal image and prestige.
The biggest impact is that his self-confidence has been greatly frustrated.
Once upon a time, Hamid was also an ambitious general, eager to make achievements in the chaotic battle situation, and even hoped to become the supreme commander of the entire opposition force.
However, since his leg became lame, his influence has declined a lot, and his self-confidence has also been hit hard.
Originally, his team had nearly 10,000 people, which was considered a relatively powerful force among the opposition. However, when several confidants saw that he was lame and his self-confidence was severely damaged, they took the opportunity to incite some of their subordinates to go out and set up their own businesses, which made his strength suddenly
Slash.
Sometimes reality is so cruel. When a person has enough majesty to intimidate his subordinates, his subordinates will appear as docile as a cat and as loyal as a dog.
However, once the person's own strength declines and his body declines, his subordinates will develop a tiger-and-wolf heart.
Starting a business with self-employed people is already quite moral, and those who have no moral integrity will even take the opportunity to kill their boss and replace them.
Such things have indeed been common since ancient times.
The Emperor of Song Dynasty, Zhao Kuangyin, was originally the palace inspection of the Later Zhou Dynasty. After the death of Zhou Shizong, he had just passed the throne to his seven-year-old son, Emperor Gong of Zhou. As a result, Zhao Kuangyin turned around and launched the Chenqiao mutiny, taking over the young lord's king's territory.
There are countless similar things in history.
The same is true for Hamid, who is in Syria.
This kind of local economic development is very backward, and it is mountainous. The degree of motorization of the troops is very low. Most of the time, it depends on legs and feet and transported livestock mules and horses. In this case, Hamid's physical disability is infinitely magnified.
When the soldiers fought a mountain war, he could not go to the front line to cheer the soldiers up;
When the troops began to maneuver across the mountains, he could not participate.
The opposition soldiers were originally from the grassroots and needed commanders to lead or integrate into it, but Hamid's legs became a huge shortcoming.
At this time, Hamid limped out of the cellar, followed by Ye Chen and He Zhiqiu.
After coming out, I saw an armed helicopter parked in the yard, and all the armed personnel had evacuated before.
The weapons and ammunition originally suspended under the helicopter and on both sides have basically been dismantled, and the cannon, which is the main firepower, has also removed all ammunition.
The reason why Ye Chen asked them to take off all their ammunition was to ensure that Hamid would not suddenly repent after he arrived at the meeting place.
After all, the Ye family arranged civil aircraft, and when they came to pick it up, it would definitely be a civilian helicopter. In front of the armed helicopter, the civilian helicopter was made of paper, and the machine cannon would be beaten into a sieve in a random burst.
At this time, a pilot was standing next to the helicopter. When he saw Hamid, Ye Chen and He Zhiqiu coming out together, he felt something was wrong. He subconsciously wanted to touch the pilot on his waist to get a gun.
Hamid immediately said, "Do throw away the gun, both of them are my friends!"
When the pilot heard this, although he was suspicious, he did not dare to act rashly and immediately threw the gun to the ground.
Hamid ordered again: "Start the helicopter quickly!"
The pilot hurriedly climbed into the cockpit to start the propeller, and Hamid, Ye Chen and He Zhiqiu sat in the cabin together.
After entering the cabin, Ye Chen used the watch Vasily to press the button for the emergency call.
Syria's infrastructure itself is very poor, and it is even more messy in wars. Apart from cities, there is almost no communication signal, so even international mobile phones have no service here. The only medium for calls is satellites.
Fortunately, this watch, specially equipped for paratroopers, has the function of satellite calls.
As soon as the phone was heard, Ye Chen heard Han Guangyao's voice: "Young Master, is everything going well over you?"
Ye Chen replied: "Everything goes well, and it is earlier than originally planned. You can arrange a helicopter to the scheduled location now, and I will arrive in about fifteen minutes."
Han Guangyao said in amazement: "Young Master, how can you arrive so quickly for dozens of kilometers of mountainous land?!"
Ye Chen smiled and said, "Commander Hamid of the opposition personally arranged a helicopter to take us over."
When Han Guangyao heard this, he realized that Ye Chen must have controlled Hamid. He was so shocked that he could not add anything, so he didn't know how to reply to Ye Chen for a while.
Chen Zekai, who was standing beside him, hurriedly asked him: "Mr. Han, how long will it take for us to fly over now?"
Han Guangyao then came to his senses and blurted out: "I'll let the helicopter prepare now. We'll set off in five minutes, which will probably take about forty minutes."
"Okay." Ye Chen said, "Then I'll wait for you at the scheduled location."
Han Guangyao hurriedly said, "Okay, let's go now!"
After hanging up the phone, Ye Chen told Hamid the GPS coordinates of the destination and asked him to tell the pilot. After the pilot set the coordinates, Hamid said to Ye Chen: "Brother Ye, the pilot is ready, at any time.
If you can take off, everything will be subject to your command."
Ye Chen nodded and said, "Then let the pilot take off."
"good!"
Hamid immediately ordered the pilot to take off through the walkie-talkie on his head.
The helicopter immediately began to rise, and then moved towards the coordinates that Ye Chen and Han Guangyao and others had agreed.
It takes dozens of kilometers of mountains and ordinary people to walk for a day, but it only takes more than ten minutes for a helicopter.
Soon, the helicopter arrived at the coordinate location. This was a relatively gentle mountain top, with a low altitude and not steep terrain. However, there were no roads within a few kilometers, so there was almost no people.
After the helicopter landed on the top of the mountain, Ye Chen said to Hamid: "Brother, you have to work hard here for a while. When the plane to pick me arrives, you will leave."
Hamid said without hesitation: "It should be, so it will be more reassuring for you!"
After saying that, he ordered the pilot: "Switch off the engine and the lights, let's wait here for a while!"
The pilot did it immediately.
When the plane engine stopped rotating, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Once they calmed down, they could hear He Zhiqiu's sob. At this time, she no longer knew how many tears she had shed.
Ye Chen reached out to take off the hood stuffed in her mouth. The first thing He Zhiqiu said was: "Take me back! Or you go by yourself and let them take me back!"
Ye Chen said sarcastically: "Your father told me that you are a very smart person and a very good at doing business and management, but I really didn't expect that you would be so stupid."
He Zhiqiu begged: "You don't understand. If I just left like this, it will become my lifelong inner demon and a lifelong nightmare. I beg you to let me go back. If all my friends are dead, I am the only one living.
, I will suffer and suffer in my life. Instead of doing this, it is better to let me stay..."
Ye Chen realized that He Zhiqiu's mentality might not be stupid, but her own personality traits.
Most people can easily forgive themselves, but some people don’t. Not only will they not forgive themselves easily, but they will suffer for the rest of their lives.
If those seven people really died like this, He Zhiqiu might really not be able to forgive herself. If this continues, he might fall into extreme depression until he can't bear it and ends his life.
Thinking of this, Ye Chen asked her: "As long as you and your friends survive, you can overcome this hurdle in your heart?"
He Zhiqiu nodded slightly and asked, "Can you save them?"
Ye Chen looked at Hamid and said, "Brother, let me tell the truth. Even if you kill all seven people, the White House will not give you a penny."
Hamid also realized it and nodded and said, "Indeed, they have no intention of giving money, and they have already banned this news in the Western world. Even if I kill them all, the Western media will not report it and will not be forced.
Their role.”
Speaking of this, he sighed and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, if you need it, I'll let them go, or send another helicopter to send them over."
He Zhiqiu was immediately surprised.
But at this time, Ye Chen immediately waved his hand and said, "Don't, I just need them to survive. I don't want to take them away."
Hamid asked hurriedly, "Brother, what do you mean?"
Ye Chen said, "This is how you do not kill them, leave them as laborers, do odd jobs, cook, dig trenches, transport goods, etc. I believe this.
They are still competent, keeping their lives and keeping them in Syria for the rest of their lives to do things for you, which is also considered that you have not tied them back in vain."
Hamid immediately understood what Ye Chen meant.
He knew that Ye Chen didn't want to save those guys, but just because of He Zhiqiu's face, he wanted to save their lives.
So he immediately agreed and said, "Since my brother has said that, don't worry, I will use them well, give them a bite of food, let them survive, and be honest as a coolie for me."
Ye Chen nodded and asked He Zhiqiu: "They won't be killed, are you satisfied with this?"
He Zhiqiu asked angrily: "You can take them away, why do you insist on this?"
Ye Chen also asked her: "Just, I have given them enough face to save them, why should I save them from leaving?"
He Zhiqiu couldn't help but say, "It's obvious that as long as you say a word, they can restore their freedom, but why are you just unwilling to help them?"
"Help them?" Ye Chen sneered and asked her: "Why? Syria has millions of refugees and Europe has more than 700 million people. Obviously, as long as each person in Europe donates a big bread a day, he can fully support them.
, let them eat white and fat, but why do these refugees still have no place to live and cannot eat?"
As he said that, Ye Chen asked again: "Africa has 400 million extremely poor people, and the population of developed countries in the world is nearly one billion. It is obvious that as long as people from these developed countries and as long as people from every two developed countries support one African
Then there will be no more extreme poverty in Africa, but why don’t they do this?”
He Zhiqiu was speechless when asked, her face flushed and red, but she couldn't find a suitable reason to refute.
Ye Chen asked coldly at this time: "You always think it's easy for me to save him with just one word, but you think I have to save him. This is a brainless paradox in itself! Bill Gates is so rich, he took out a hundred
It’s also easy for billions of dollars. Why don’t you let him pay a ransom of 70 million dollars to save his seven compatriots?”
He Zhiqiu blurted out: "You...you are changing your concept!"
Ye Chen sneered: "Something the concept?"
"Okay, I'll ask you, is one of the seven of them my relative?"
"I'll ask you again, is one of them my brother or sister?"
"One of them is my friend?"
"One of them is my compatriot?"
"Not my relatives, not my brothers, not my friends, not my fellow countrymen, not my race!"
"If I help someone who has nothing to do with me, it is a love relationship; if I don't help him, it is a duty!"
"Even if I can help them with just one word, I can do it! What! I want to help!"