Rebel Demon King

Chapter 1025 Broken World (9)

City of Latakia.

At noon, the sun makes people drowsy, and the Sakoli Street on the outskirts of the city is quiet and dilapidated. If it is not for the lazy shopkeepers sitting in front of the occasional open shops, people who don’t know the inside story will definitely think that this is a Desolate ruins.

In fact, there is not much difference between this place and the ruins. The progress of urban renewal is desperately slow, not to mention that it is far away from the commercial center and the port.For the people living here, those who are capable have already left, either completely fled Syria or went to Damascus, and the rest have almost no choice but to spend their lives in despair.

However, the adaptability of human beings is really strong. People who have nowhere to escape can even get used to war, and they can adapt quickly to such hopeless days.

It was supposed to be another calm day, but a group of strangers suddenly appeared at the end of the long street and broke the silence.Although many of these people were carrying guns, no one felt scared. People still looked around boldly, as if they were secretly guessing where they came from.

Although they were dressed in Saudi clothes, locals could immediately recognize that these people were definitely not residents of Latakia.No one in Sakoli Street would wear such fresh and bright clothes, let alone such shiny calfskin boots, and it could even be said that no one in the entire city of Latakia could wear such luxury.

Seeing the gazes around him, Xishi asked suspiciously: "Is it strange that I dress like this? Don't all Saudi women wear black robes, black turbans and black masks?"

Next to Shishi is naturally the carrier of Costa Lucas. He is wearing a white traditional Saudi robe, a red checked turban, and a local tyrant in Saudi Arabia.Hearing Shishi's question, he casually glanced at the Syrian people sitting along the street, and instantly analyzed the reason, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Probably because our clothes are all new, and we see It doesn't look like these people who lived in the chaos of war have a sense of decay and decadence. I am so familiar with this feeling. Whenever I return to my body and lie on the bed, I can feel that I am just waiting to die. "

Xi Shi turned her head to look at Costa Lucas, the only beautiful eyes exposed on her whole body blinked into twinkling stars, and she said softly in a sweet voice: "My lord is really amazing, not only speaks with depth, You can see the mystery at a glance. Xi Shi really learned a lot from the adults."

Costa Lucas sneered: "I think your words are quite insincere."

"How could it be? This subordinate really admires you very much in his heart."

"Then come to my room tonight."

Xi Shi lowered his head and pretended to be coy and said, "This is not good! My lord"

"How can it be bad? If it's just worship, the relationship between us will not be sublimated. Only by holding some necessary rituals can the relationship between you and me be completely sublimated!"

"My lord, in Shishi's heart, you are as extraordinary and refined as Nebuchadnezzar, and I have always regarded you as a soul guide." Xishi said a little lonely, "You are joking with Xishi like this, Shish was really disappointed."

"Okay! Okay! You know that I hate pretentious women, so you pretend to be so pretentious?" Costa Lucas said angrily.

"No! How can you say that, my lord?" Xishi said in shock.

Costa Lucas turned his head and glanced at Xi Shi, and said with a half-smile: "Xi Shi, remember what I said. Men like women who show off their cleverness, but they don't like women who show off their cleverness. After all, Even to be a spy you have to lie, and you have to have a sincere heart."

Xi Shi blinked his eyes and said softly: "What your lord said is so profound, Xi Shi has to think about it."

Costa Lucas smiled, turned his head and said to the Middle Eastern man who was wearing a shirt, jacket and jeans and carrying a submachine gun behind him: "Yousuf, haven't you arrived yet?"

Yousuf pointed to the only two-storey building in the whole street that was intact and was not visited by bombs, and said, "Boss, it's right in front, that is, the small building that is not damaged at all. The person who sold the information is Live there."

That building was Khalid's home.

Costa Lucas nodded and picked up speed towards the last remaining miracle of the entire street.After a while, he, Shishi, and seven or eight men with guns walked to the small building of Khalid's house. However, under the leadership of Yusuf, they did not enter Khaled's house, but stopped at Next door to Khalid's house, in front of the ruins with only one roof and two walls left.

The wall of the yard has already collapsed, and the inside can be clearly seen from the outside. At this moment, a disheveled middle-aged man is sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette. The rotten sofa is full of cigarette butts and garbage.

Costa Lucas shook his head at Yusuf, who yelled, "Ashkar!"

Uncle Ashkar turned his head and looked blankly at the group of people outside the wall, "Who is it? Are you looking for me?"

"Yes, we have something to do with you!" Yusuf replied loudly, and then he whispered to Costa Lucas in English, "Boss, it's him."

Costa Lucas stepped on the broken bricks and led the way into the courtyard. A group of armed men with guns spread out in an orderly manner and surrounded the entire courtyard.

Seeing such a battle, Ashkar was stunned for a moment, then shrank back, and asked nervously, "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

Costa Lucas asked without looking back: "Is he asking 'who are you'? What are you doing?"

"It's amazing! Boss, you can guess whether you can read people's hearts!" Yousuf said in surprise.

Costa Lucas smiled, turned to Xi Shi who was beside him and said, "Scare him first."

"Okay, sir." Xi Shi raised her hand from the black robe, and suddenly the UMP45 submachine gun Yousuf was carrying on her back appeared in her hand. The trigger, the flash of fire, the sound of gunfire, the room was filled with smoke and dust, and the debris on the ground also flew up, just like the scene of firecrackers bursting.

In an instant, Xishi finished firing a round of bullets, and threw the smoking gun to Yousuf.

The room was quiet, but Ashkar was still sitting on the sofa with an inexplicable expression, but his hand holding the cigarette was trembling slightly. When the long ash piled up on it scattered, the long sofa he was sitting on followed suit. Broken into three sections.

Ashkar, who was trembling all over, glanced at the bullet holes under his feet, and drew evenly spaced circles, spreading from the floor to the sofa, and then from the sofa to the wall, and he could barely circle himself in the circle.Just now, if he shot a little sideways, or moved himself, he might have died on the spot. When he thought of the scene where he was shot, Ash Carlton's pants were wet.He instinctively knelt down, raised his hands and begged loudly: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I surrender, I surrender!"

Costa Lucas chuckled lightly: "I just like such enlightened people." He walked into the living room calmly, then turned his head to Xi Shi and said, "Now give him some sweets. Give him a shot." Great, give me a date, this is the most effective strategy for taming humans.”

"Okay, my lord." Xi Shi raised his hand again, took out two bundles of bundled US dollars from his black robe, and threw them in front of Ashkar, within his reach.

Yousuf glanced at the two thick stacks of green banknotes that were dusting on the ground, rolled his throat, and said in a low voice: "Boss, there is no need to give so much. In fact, if you don't give it, I guarantee that he will say truth!"

"Yousuf, in the intelligence industry, the most taboo thing is not to be grateful." Costa Lucas stopped in the middle of the living room, and he glanced at the family portrait hanging on the wall. He continued, "Whether the other party is voluntary or not, as long as we get the information, we must give an appropriate reward."

"The boss's wisdom is beyond the reach of ordinary people like us," Yousuf admired sincerely.

Costa Lucas smiled noncommittally, "Tell him, as long as he tells the truth, not only will we not kill him, but all the money will be his."

"Okay, boss." Yusuf nodded, and then translated Costa Lucas's words into Syrian and said it to Ashkar who was kneeling on the ground.

Ashkar, who raised his hands high, knelt on the ground and shivered like a quail in the cold wind. He nodded several times like a chicken pecking at rice, and looked up at the three people standing in the living room with frightened eyes. After touching Costa Lucas in the center, he immediately buried his head in fear.

"Did you sell the news that two foreigners were going to Damascus? What happened?" Costa Lucas asked, staring at Ashkar.

Ashkar did not dare to look at Costa Lucas, but only half turned his head to look at the translator Yousuf beside Costa Lucas.

Yusuf repeated what Costa Lucas said in Syriac, and Ashkar began to speak intermittently.

After Ashkar finished speaking, Yusuf said to Costa Lucas: "Boss, he admitted that he sold it. One day, the little Khaled next door to his house brought two foreigners back to live. Old Khalid came to him at night and asked him if he could get a chartered car to go to Damascus. He was tempted at that time, and told Old Khalid that he might as well tie up the two foreigners and extort a large sum of money. In this way, everyone can not only immigrate to Europa, but also get a good life. But the old Khalid was timid and refused to agree, so he agreed to help get a car, and after confirming the license plate number the next day, he sent the message Sold to several organizations”

Costa Lucas frowned and asked, "What's the license plate number, and did he sell the information to those organizations?"

Yousuf asked loudly, and waited for Ashkar to answer with a trembling voice.Yusuf translated the answer to Costa Lucas.

Costa Lucas pondered: "Are you familiar with the armed forces of the Jihad Brigade, Nusra Front, and Querd Freedom Army?"

Yousuf nodded, "Of course I am familiar with it. The company has been cultivating in Syria for so many years, and the money will definitely not be wasted by the boss."

Costa Lucas raised his hand and patted Yousuf on the shoulder, encouraging him: "Good job, Yousuf, I will arrange a better position for you when this matter is over."

Yousuf said happily, "Thank you boss."

Then Costa Lucas asked Yousuf to ask several questions until he felt that there was nothing more to know, so he turned and walked out, Shishi followed behind him.

Yousuf glanced at the captivating dollar, licked his lower lip and asked, "Boss, what should I do with this person?"

Costa Lucas said without looking back: "Let him take the money and get out of here quickly."

Yousuf was a little disappointed. He knew that the boss was always generous, and if he was asked to kill Ashkar, he would not get back the money.He kicked Ashkar's chest and said viciously, "Get out of here, and don't show up in Latakia again."

When Costa Lucas was about to walk out of the living room, he heard silver bell-like laughter from the yard next door. He stopped, listened for a long time, then turned around and said, "By the way, Yusuf , you ask again, Khalid who sent those two people to Damascus, besides the old Khalid, who else is there in his family?"

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Colonel Tamer raised his hand and moved the knife still inserted into the barrel of the gun, "I'm rather old-fashioned, don't make such a joke with me."

"I don't have any sense of humor, and I never make jokes," Cheng Mo said.

Colonel Tamer and Cheng Mo looked at each other silently for a while, and after confirming that Cheng Mo was very serious, he said seriously: "OK, even if you have the medical skills to perform surgery, we also lack the conditions for surgery here, otherwise we would have done it earlier." Let someone come over and do the surgery."

"You don't need to worry about this. We only need some simple and easy-to-find instruments to perform this operation."

Colonel Tamer shook his head, "This is a bit ridiculous."

"Since you can all believe in a creator and heaven, why not believe in human beings who can perform miracles?"

Colonel Tamer was speechless.

Cheng Mo said lightly: "If you don't believe it, you can arrange an operation to try it out first. Anyway, this is only a good thing for you, and it can't be a bad thing."

Colonel Tamer thought for a while, and felt that what Cheng Mo said was indeed reasonable, so he nodded and said, "Since you are so confident, I will give you a chance to try." After a pause, he asked again, "Any operation can be performed. ?”

Of course Cheng Mo has confidence in Athena, and said affirmatively, "Of course, as long as the conditions are sufficient."

Colonel Tamer got up and walked towards the door and said, "Then let's go to the hospital now."

"Go to the hospital?" Heller, who heard the movement, looked at Colonel Tamer.

"Mr. Reketska said he could help your father with a brain tumor operation." Senior Colonel Tamer said with a pleasant face.

"How is it possible!" Heller stood up in surprise, the heavy carved wooden chair couldn't slide on the carpet, and fell directly to the ground, making a dull sound.

The moment the carved wooden chair hit the floor, the double-opened desert iron-wooden door was also pushed open. The thick wooden door hit the edge of the wall and made a louder explosion, followed by a group of Kurdish soldiers holding guns like a tide Like poured in.

Colonel Tamer hurried over and shouted, "It's okay, it's okay! Get out! Get out!"

Hearing the officer's order, a group of people walked back again, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Heller didn't care about this, and pointed at Cheng Mo and said loudly in Syriac, "Uncle Tamer, how can you believe such nonsense! What if they are agents who came to assassinate my father?"

Colonel Tamer shook his head and said, "They were captured by us. The possibility of this is too small." After a pause, he lowered his voice and said, "What's more, if they are really assassins, it is impossible not to know Your identity, if you know your identity, you will know that your father has a brain tumor, is it necessary to continue to perform the task in this situation?"

Heller said eagerly, "But."

"Heller, I am as worried about the leader's health as you are. Without him, our organization will lose its backbone. But now we can't send the leader to Erbil (the capital of the Irak Querd Autonomous Region) for medical treatment. It is even more impossible to go to Damascus. If the supplies cannot be delivered in time, if you cannot find a way to send him to Lebanon, you can only watch him wait to die. Now that there is a possibility, why not try it?" Tamme Colonel Er said earnestly.

Heller frowned and was speechless.

"What's more, we didn't arrange for them to directly operate on the leader, and of course there was an exam."

Heller's expression softened a bit, but she still questioned: "There is no medical equipment, and there is no way to open the skull. Even if it can be opened, there is no medical microscope. I really don't know how they can do brain tumor removal. surgery."

"I don't know why they are." Colonel Tamer raised his hand, "But I have a hunch that they are not ordinary people. Maybe there is a miracle, maybe they are the messengers sent by the Creator to save your father? "

Heller whispered resentfully: "If there is a Creator, why did my father suffer so much? He is so religious!"

"Presumptuous!" Colonel Tamer scolded angrily, "How can you be disrespectful to the Creator? Whether it is suffering or happiness, it is the grace of the Creator. Only by being devout to the Lord, withstanding the test, and staying away from sin, can we ascend to the Heaven."

Heller knew she had said something wrong, and she didn't dare to argue with Colonel Tamer, but that didn't mean she didn't dare to be silent.She turned her head to look at Cheng Mo, and said in a strange way in Saudi language: "Aren't you Interpol? Interpol can still perform surgery?"

Cheng Mo shrugged his shoulders and said, "Who stipulated that Interpol cannot perform surgery?"

"Okay! Okay!" Heller nodded, "If you show your true colors later, I will...I will beat you to death with a whip!"

Cheng Mo was a little regretful that Heller spoke in Syriya, and he was a little curious if Athena understood this passage, would she be as mad as when Heller raised her gun at him just now, he tilted his head involuntarily and quietly Glancing at Athena from the corner of her eye, she had stopped eating and was quietly sitting on a chair looking at the scenery outside the window, seemingly indifferent to everything around her.

At this moment, he couldn't help recalling the sassy look of Athena just now when she threw out the knife in his mind, and Cheng Mo felt a slight sweetness in his heart, like the taste of cola.

However, this sweetness is fleeting, and now is not the time to ponder over this taste. He focused his attention on Heller, and asked with a half-smile, "What if we can?"

Heller said coldly: "If you can save my father, I will do whatever you want!"

"Remember what you said." Cheng Mo replied flatly.

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The hospital is not far from the temple, and the conditions are very simple, roughly the same as those of rural health centers in China. However, it is much better than the surrounding houses that look like adobe houses. At least the facade is covered with white porcelain. It's also painted white on the inside.

There are not many doctors in the hospital, but there are so many patients that they can't even squeeze in the corridors. Those who are terminally ill don't even have beds, so they lie on the edge of the corridor with a blanket.

Cheng Mo, Colonel Tamer, and Heller sat in the dean's office and waited. The operating room was diagonally opposite, and Athena had already entered the operating room.Most of the operations that need to be performed here are basically related to gunshot wounds. The operation that Athena is currently undergoing is that two bullets entered the left waist of a 25-year-old female soldier and passed through the upper abdomen. The problem is very serious. Injuries are accompanied by active bleeding, descending colon, hemorrhagic shock, multiple organ injuries
When it was delivered, the dean had already said that it was hopeless, but happened to meet Senior Colonel Tamer bringing Cheng Mo and Athena over. Cheng Mo asked Athena for her opinion, and Athena carefully checked the X-ray photos. Thinking that there was still hope, Cheng Mo asked Colonel Tamer to order the people in the hospital to prepare for the operation.

Although the people in the hospital didn't think so, the leader of the Kurdish warlord came to the hospital in person. He couldn't lose face and made preparations immediately. He also called the two most powerful doctors in the hospital to help Athena.

After waiting for an hour, Senior Colonel Tamer left because of his busy schedule, leaving only Heller and Cheng Mo waiting in the dean's room.Although Heller didn't believe in Cheng Mo and Athena at all, when Athena really entered the operating room, she believed that Athena might really be a very good doctor, so she began to look forward to the success of the operation again, saying Maybe that woman who was as strong as a monster just now could really operate on my father.Heller's mood was so contradictory, but he seemed more restless than Cheng Mo, and walked out of the office from time to time to see the situation in the operating room.

When Heller muttered again, "Why hasn't she come out yet, it won't be possible to save the life if the operation goes wrong", Cheng Mo couldn't help but said: "I said, you don't have to worry, as long as she promises to do things, if you don't do it, you won't be able to survive." Arrived."

"However, who can be sure about things like surgery? Even my father." Heller realized that he had said something wrong, so he stopped quickly, but he didn't know what to say to remedy it, and froze in place.

Cheng Mo said intimately, "I don't know about other doctors, but she definitely doesn't. She is the top doctor in the world."

"The top doctor? Has she published an article in The Lancet?" Heller asked.

"I never asked about this." Cheng Mo said.

Heller sneered, "Then why do you call her the top doctor in the world?"

Cheng Mo thought: You don't know how lucky your father is. The doctors of the Black Death are definitely the top doctors in the world, and Athena, who can win the title of "Plague Doctor", is even more outstanding.If she said she could be saved, the gate of hell would be pulled back; if she said she was hopeless, even gods could not save her.

But Cheng Mo couldn't tell Heller about these things, so he could only smile and say, "We'll see the result later."

Heller snorted coldly and said, "I hope she is as powerful as you said, otherwise you just wait for the whip!"

"Little girl, you are so irritable, you will be unlucky sooner or later. You see, someone almost pierced your throat with a knife just now." Cheng Mo said lightly. He was wearing a Reketska mask and looked like a A man in his 30s and a girl in her 20s called Heller are all right.

Heller's face darkened, probably because she recalled the scene in the living room. She sat quietly in the chair for a while, but couldn't help asking: "How did she do it? The doctor's wrist strength Is it that strong?"

"Didn't you ask her?"

"I couldn't understand what she said, just like you, she said some inexplicable things."

Cheng Mo smiled and said, "That's because you don't have enough knowledge."

"Hmph! I don't understand what the relationship between flying knives has to do with calculus? Are all mathematicians good marksmen?"

"You don't understand. From the dimension of the universe, mathematics is the lowest code, physics is the hub bridge connecting mathematics and reality, chemistry is the appearance of physics, biology is the carbon-based upgrade of chemistry, and language is the link between human consciousness and reality. Symbolization of thinking. So the underlying logic of all logic in our world is mathematics.”

Heller was stunned for a moment, and immediately said with contempt: "You say these words, just like chanting scriptures, they are all fake words."

"It seems that you are not a devout believer."

Heller ignored Cheng Mo, got up and walked out of the office to take a look. Seeing that the surgery light at the door was still on, he quickly returned to the office disappointed.

The two of them had nothing to say for a while, Cheng Mo asked calmly, "Your father is sick, why didn't you send him to Damascus?"

"Although we, the Querds, and the Zhengfu army signed an armistice agreement, they didn't really cease the war. They not only blocked our supplies, but also launched small-scale harassing attacks on us from time to time." Heller said angrily , "In the past few years, we paid the price of blood and resisted the attack of ISIS."

"Isn't there still the Yilak Querd Autonomous Region to go to?"

Heller stared at Cheng Mo vigilantly and said, "Don't try to get any news from me!"

Cheng Mo thought to himself: You said that is the best answer. There is no doubt that they are not only surrounded on all sides, but also have internal and external troubles.He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay!" After a pause, he asked, "How far is it from Damascus?"

Heller sneered and said, "It's so far away that no matter how powerful you are, you can't go the distance by yourself."

"You are a brave and witty Queer German warrior."

"Of course, I'm a female soldier who has been on the battlefield since I was 15!" Heller raised her face, patted her slightly protruding chest and said proudly.

Cheng Mo looked at Haile's childish but pretending to be mature face, it was funny and pitiful, although her tone was not very good, she often threatened herself with a fierce look, but this was just a disguise , because she had to be stronger and more vicious.Cheng Mo sighed in his heart, but said nonchalantly: "I just want to count the time, I think we have performed your father's operation, you should be able to believe our sincerity, right?"

"Of course." Heller's face became sad again, "But are you really sure?"

"That will have to wait for my companion to judge."

"If you can really save my father, I will not break my promise, and I will promise you everything. I will personally send you to Damascus," Heller said solemnly.

"You don't want any more supplies?"

Heller hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "We pay for it!"

Cheng Mo sneered and said, "You are just a female soldier, why do you decide?"

"I am the captain!"

"The captain will be able to call the shots?"

Heller puffed up his cheeks, and said angrily: "In short, I will find a way, but if you can't save it, then don't ask for money for the supplies! You have to pay double!"

"No problem." Cheng Mo nodded, "Then can you tell me how far it is from Damascus? I really have to prepare early, not to mention that if you have any medical equipment and medicine here, you have to go to Damascus alley!"

Heller struggled for a while, but still couldn't bear Cheng Mo's sincere gaze, and whispered: "It's not a secret, it takes about a day and a half to get there by driving non-stop, mainly because the road conditions are bad, and you have to hide from the government. Army outposts and patrols."

"Apart from the Zhengfu army, are there any other armed forces on the road?"

"It's too much, there are more than a dozen different armed forces. You are lucky to meet us. If you are caught by the Jihad Brigade or the Nusra Front, you will be miserable. Maybe you can be online that night. Or Al Jazeera sees video of your throats being cut"

"Really? Who are they?"

Cheng Mo pretended to be very curious and asked, after all, a girl of Heller's age is not Cheng Mo's opponent, completely forgetting to be careful about Cheng Mo just now, and began to talk about some forces in the surrounding area.So Cheng Mo became more and more aware of the situation of the Kurds.

In the afternoon, when the sun began to set towards the west, and the sunlight also shone by the door, there was finally the sound of the door opening from the operating room, and Heller immediately jumped out of the chair and rushed out of the office.

Cheng Mo also walked to the door, and saw Athena, who was wearing a blue plastic surgical gown, walk out of the operating room first.Heller asked expectantly, "Did it succeed?"

Athena took off her mask and remained expressionless, her indifferent appearance was as if the operation had failed.Heller's expression was also a little frozen, and she said with a face full of disappointment: "He also said that you are the top doctor in the world! It turns out that you are the top liars."

Athena looked down at Heller, who was a head shorter than her, and said coldly, "Get out of the way."

Heller was a little afraid of Athena, but she wanted to save face and didn't move away immediately. However, just looking at Athena's astonishingly beautiful eyes, she felt that her soul was about to be sucked away, and she couldn't help turning sideways to let her opened the way.

Fortunately, the dean who came out later relieved Heller's embarrassing situation, he said excitedly. "Miss Heller! The operation was a success!"

Heller was stunned, and asked incredulously, "Very successful?"

The dean praised: "Dr. Wendy is the most powerful doctor I have ever seen! I thought such a complicated operation would take at least ten hours, but Dr. Wendy managed it in a few hours. Not only did the hilar blood vessel The nudity and trauma debridement, as well as partial splenectomy, the key is that her operation skills are too high, not only fast, but also very meticulous, and she can completely do this superb skill without affecting the patient's future life! It's really unbelievable gone."

"It's a miracle!" The doctor behind also echoed. He stared at Athena's back and said with reverence, "It's really a hearty art performance!"

Athena ignored the flattery of a group of people. For her, this is just a simple operation, but it still consumes a lot of energy.

Seeing Athena showing a trace of fatigue, Cheng Mo walked over quickly and took the initiative to help Athena take off the surgical gown.Athena didn't refuse, she obediently raised her hand so that Cheng Mo could help her take off the surgical gown.

The lights in the corridor are dim, and there is the sound of a diesel generator not far away, and amidst the hustle and bustle, there is tenderness flowing.Cheng Mo felt guilty. He knew that Athena shouldn't have suffered and tired, so he untied the knot of the surgical gown and whispered in her ear: "It's really hard for you. What do you want to eat? I want to eat at night." There is a way to prepare for you!"

Athena was not polite, but said without hesitation: "I want to drink Coke."

Cheng Mo thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "Although you can't buy it here, maybe we can try to make it ourselves!"

(End of this chapter)