Red Alert Somalia

"Humiliation, we admit it. And disaster will only make us stronger.

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Who created the fear, who saved you from the fear.

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A peaceful and detailed future requires everyone’s joint creation. This is not a personal matter, but a common task for the entire nation.For the sake of Allah, don't leave disasters and fears to children and grandchildren, and keep all hardships away from children.

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Remember, you are always the only one who can protect yourself, and the strong people make the country strong.What you have to do now is to pick up the tools and rebuild your home.

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We sweat and blood, just want a peaceful sky.We work hard for prosperity, just to keep our offspring from being hungry.

wake up!Try Harder!Use your own hard work and your own blood to defend our right to survival.

Remember, Allah’s mercy will never be given to lazy people, nor will it be given to cowards.

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The first residential area on the west side of the territory, the entire residential area is like a construction site, under the hot sun, there are busy people everywhere, on the long poles erected on the side, high-hanging speakers constantly shout to the busy people So, under the existing Somali accent, Somali folk songs are interspersed from time to time, and occasionally chants can be heard.

In the distance, Farah and Mohammedi also stood under the scorching sun, looking at the busy construction site.

"Dang! Dang!" A few bells rang, and all the busy Somalis put down their work, went to the side under the shade cloth, and took a rest.

In order to take care of their bodies, under the scorching sun, every two hours they would rest for fifteen minutes and drink some cold water and mung bean soup.

Sweat is constantly falling from their foreheads under their hats, and the clothes on their bodies have long been drenched. Everyone exudes a strong smell of sweat. After a busy morning, everyone’s faces are already covered with exhaustion, but in fatigue, But it was full of countless joy.

Life is very tiring, but no one yelled it out, because the fatigue of the body is the satisfaction of the soul.

This is not only because they can get wages, but they are using their hands to create their own homes, and these houses under construction are built for them.Without exception, every time they see neat houses gradually taking shape, countless people are working hard with tears.

Reinforced concrete houses, this is just a luxury together. For them, the best treatment in their dreams is nothing more than a snail house that can shelter from the wind and rain. They never thought that one day they could own a large house with reinforced concrete.

Farah and Mohammedi walked through awnings one after another, and without exception, they received the high respect of these Somalis.Because they understand that everything they have now is bestowed by the owner of this territory. Although they don’t know who is the owner of this territory, they know Muhammad’s position here, their respect for him, and There is no trace of impurities.Farah, who was next to Muhammad, received the same treatment, because everyone knew that the life they had today was brought by this person.

The residents of the hot group gathered here because of the existence of Muhammad and Farah. Everyone wanted to express their gratitude to the two of them personally. The crowd of the hot group soon overwhelmed them.

Even the guard class rationed by Li Lan could not stop the enthusiastic crowd, chanting words one after another.

Muhammad and Farah also had a look of excitement. Looking at the enthusiastic compatriots, their eyes were reddish, and they shook hands with them as much as possible to respond to their gratitude.

The excitement of the construction site lasted for a full fifteen minutes. When the bell rang again, the crowd began to disperse because it was about to start again.Although most of them have not personally thanked them, they still don't want these two benefactors to see themselves sabotaged.

The crowd dispersed and returned to the construction site, continuing to pick up their tools and get busy.

"I'm very proud, they got a new life." Farah sighed with emotion.

"I am also proud, I am proud that I chose the right person." Muhammad also said with emotion.

Hearing Mohammedi's emotions, Farah was silent for a while, and he felt a lot of feelings for a moment when he looked at the busy but orderly crowd under the detailed division of labor by the engineers.

He was able to appreciate the feelings of Muhammad, because he also had such feelings, but he still had concerns in his heart, not knowing what it would develop into in the future.He has invested a lot in this, and he does not know how future generations will evaluate him.

He believes in his choice, but he is not sure that his choice will be correct.

"Muhammudi, does Mr. Li plan to let these people join the army?" Looking at the ten heavily armed soldiers around him, Farah attached to Muhammudi's ear and whispered.

Mohammedi shook his head and replied, "I asked the officer about this very early. He had no such idea. In his words, it is not easy to train a soldier. Military-trained Somalis step onto the battlefield. In addition, you can own five lions and you don’t need five hundred sheep."

Muhammad's words did not lower the volume, and he was not afraid of the guards beside him hearing them.

Looking at the well-groomed guards and the combat equipment on his body, Farah nodded in sympathy, and said with emotion: "A lion is a lion, and no amount of sheep can beat a lion."

"Yes! The soldiers who came recently are much better than the previous soldiers. In the last military training competition, these new soldiers can quickly defeat the previous soldiers under the actual combat simulation. Moreover, each of these soldiers is better. He has a high degree of education and is able to operate many mechanical equipment proficiently. Many soldiers can speak not only Chinese and Somali, but also languages ​​of other countries. I have seen an ordinary soldier who knows five languages. Few people understand the dialects of many tribes. I have always wondered whether sending these soldiers to the battlefield will be a loss for Somalia." Speaking of the capabilities of these soldiers, Muhammad said with interest.

"Now I am even more impressed with him. You didn't know how they trained and where did they train?" Farah asked curiously.

Muhammad shrugged helplessly: "Of course I have asked, but I asked how to train, but where to train, their answers will always be the same, and they will answer directly with military secrets."

"Yeah, how can this kind of place tell others!" Farah replied with some enlightenment, and then continued to ask: "Then how did they train?"

"It's better for them to tell you!" After Muhammad finished speaking, he turned to the guard squad leader behind him and said: "Sergeant, come here."

"Yes." The guard squad leader came to the two immediately.

"Tell Mr. Farah, how did you train before? How long did you train?" This guard class was specially equipped for Muhammad by Li Lan. Under Li Lan's instruction, Muhammad had the command to order them. right.

Of course, the existence of the guard squad, in addition to ensuring the safety of Muhammad, also has the meaning of surveillance.As long as Li Lan wanted to know, all Muhammad's actions could not escape the guards' eyes.However, Li Lan never asked about this since he was assigned a guard class to Muhammad.And once Muhammad's betrayal, these guards will take the initiative to report.Of course, Li Lan also hopes that this kind of thing will not happen.

"It's the chief. The humble post has been exposed to military studies since childhood, and received rigorous military training since the age of 18. Our daily training subjects are combat and physical fitness..."

"How old are you now?" Farah asked again after listening to the detailed introduction by the guard squad leader.

"twenty five!"

"Is there a family?" Farah continued to ask.

"How can there be a home without a country!" The guard squad leader replied firmly, with no expression on his face.

Farah, who wanted to continue to ask questions, fell silent for an instant after hearing this answer. He couldn't help patting the squad leader on the shoulder. For a long time, he asked, "What is your ideal?"

"Defend our country and build a strong Somalia. For this reason, even if we are enemies of the whole world, we will not hesitate to do so. This is the common ideal of all soldiers and the driving force for our struggle." Always be loyal to the commander.