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    While Lin Youde was bored in Germany, his subordinates all over the world were busy realizing his grand plan.  Photojournalist Tie Qiu is one of them.  As part of the Lin family¡¯s publicity plan, American journalist Snow is collecting news in the Persian Gulf.  "I can't believe it," he said to the photographer following him, "I always thought Iraq was all desert." "Actually, I think so too." While speaking, the two were sitting on the African Army's water patrol  On the plane, flying along what the African Army calls the Little Yangtze River, there are endless military farms under the wing.  "The information I got from the meteorological department of the African Army said that the rainfall has increased slightly in the past two years. I thought it was just a normal climate fluctuation. Now it seems that the pride of the meteorological experts of the African Army is not in vain.  It¡¯s unfounded. If there is so much green, it¡¯s not surprising that the environment has changed. After all, one of the earliest civilizations of mankind was born here. ¡°Does it mean that the place where civilization was born was very humid at that time?  "The photographer asked curiously.  "No, before the birth of Mesopotamia Civilization, this place had a semi-arid climate." Snow immediately explained, "Early human civilizations were all born in semi-arid areas, not in humid areas with more fertile soil and more water. This  This is because those areas with sufficient moisture are either covered with large amounts of forests or have dense river networks and swamps. Early human civilization only had stone tools and could not cultivate these places on a large scale. This was only after the popularization of metal tools.  The Chinese were the first to popularize iron tools, so they began to migrate southward from the Yellow River Basin two thousand years ago, thereby maintaining their civilization. Although the Indians popularized iron tools later, they gradually migrated from the Indus River Basin during the Bronze Age.  The birthplace moved towards the wetter and more fertile Ganges River Basin. "Snow spread his hands and said, "But Babylon and Egypt were both relatively miserable. After having the bronzes, I looked around and found no more fertile land to migrate to.  I learned that there was fertile land in Europe on the other side of the Mediterranean, but at this time the ancient civilization in the Balkans had risen, and the Egyptians lost a good time to migrate. Babylon was even worse. They didn't know where to go until they were swallowed by the desert.  Where can we find more arable land?¡± ¡°But,¡± the photographer said, ¡°this at least shows that the two river basins could support an ancient civilization, right?¡± ¡°Maybe, some meteorologists do believe that the birth of Babylon was  The water resources in the Chuliang River Basin were richer than they are now, but no one can provide evidence to prove this. They can only provide some ancient river beds as evidence that there was once a dense network of rivers here. " "But now, the Chinese believe that there was a dense network of rivers here.  The two river basins have turned into large tracts of farmland. "Yes," Snow nodded, "The farming people are really scary." "Look over there!" The photographer pointed under the wing, "That looks like an irrigation project.  "It doesn't look like it, it's an artificial irrigation canal." While Snow was talking, the photographer picked up the camera and kept taking pictures.  Amidst the sound of the shutter, Snow could be vaguely heard muttering: "In just ten years, the Chinese built such a water conservancy project here" "They are really born builders." Two  While the Americans were admiring, the pilot's voice came from the cab: "We are about to land, and you have to take the African Army helicopter to go down." "Did you hear that, Snow, helicopter! We want to be called human beings  The latest air transportation! " "I heard it, I heard it very clearly, don't shoot me like that. I heard it too. " With Snow's words, the seaplane roared and landed on the specially widened and deepened river.  .  After landing at the pier, Snow couldn't wait to jump out of the plane, walked across the long pier, and climbed onto the river bank.  Two ugly-looking helicopters were parked on the wide, flat helipad on the river bank.  "Armed?" Snow frowned slightly.  "The Arabs have been making a lot of trouble recently," the officer responsible for welcoming Snow and his party immediately said in fluent English. "This is all the work of you Americans. You gave the Arabs weapons, trained them, and then sent them to the battlefield.  And we are responsible for killing them. It is really a perfectly coordinated genocide, Americans? However, we do not need to take responsibility, and we are just fighting back in self-defense and killing those who attacked us. This seems so reasonable, doesn't it?  So no one will condemn us, no one will face international criticism, and no one will have to bear moral burdens, but Arabs are still dying.¡±Nuo looked at the African Army officer in front of him with a very complicated expression. After being silent for a few seconds, he asked: "Is this a personal opinion?" "Of course it is my personal opinion. It is impossible for the official to hold such an opinion, isn't it?"  "The officer shrugged, "Let me say that we each have half the responsibility in this matter. We need the oil fields, so we have to drive away the Arabs, and the Americans also want the oil fields, so we need to use the lives of the Arabs to get rid of them.  Let's drive away." Snow bit his lip, then nodded: "You're right, it seems so, but I'm not here to report on this. I'm more interested in your construction in the two rivers."  "And we also want to show you our results in the Mesopotamia." The officer made a gesture of invitation and took a step back to make way for the boarding.  The helicopter's propellers had begun to rotate, and the strong wind swept across the ground, forcing Snow and his partner to lower their bodies and run towards the aircraft with their waists hunched over.  The machine gunners on the plane grabbed Snow and dragged him onto the plane.  "Do you have to endure this strong wind every time you board a plane?" Snow asked casually.  "Of course," the machine gunner also spoke English, but he was obviously not as slippery as the officer just now, "Every time, it's windy, howling." As he said that, the machine gunner showed Snow a smile that was honestly silly, but  Snow actually quite likes this kind of unpretentious smile.  "When are we taking off?" "Huh?" The shooter obviously didn't understand Snow's question.  So Snow slowed down his speech and asked word by word: "When will we take off?" "NOW!" the shooter said.  Immediately afterwards, the aircraft left the ground and rose into the air. During this process, the sound of the aircraft engine could be obviously increased.  "It's very bumpy." The photographer commented, "Does it have to be like this all the way?" "Maybe, just bear with it for a while What's wrong?" The photographer pointed at the bottom of the machine gun shooter.  Snow followed his fingertips and saw that the machine gunner was sitting on a steel helmet.  "Why are you sitting on the helmet?" "Huh?" I don't know whether it was because of his poor English or the impact of the loud noise of the plane flying. In short, the machine gunner once again failed to hear Snow's words clearly.  "Why, you, want to sit on the helmet? Steel helmet! This is it" Snow gestured with his hand, and then pointed to the helmet under the shooter's butt.  "Ah, this is the EGG that protects me." The shooter said a very strange English, but Snow immediately understood what the EGG was referring to.  He laughed, as if he thought it was a joke, and the shooter also laughed. The three of them laughed like this for several seconds. Then Snow also took off the African Army helmet he received when he came to the Persian Gulf, and put it on his head.  Go under the butt.  When the photographer saw this, he quickly followed suit.  "If EGG is good, the person is good." The shooter explained in his broken English, and also gave a thumbs up gesture.  In the first ten minutes of the flight, the scenery Snow saw was the same as what he saw on the seaplane. But as the helicopter went deeper into the desert, the scenery began to change.  You can see many separate two- or three-story bunkers built in the desert.  "Those are military strongholds?" Snow asked, pointing to those buildings.  "That's a turret," the shooter understood Snow's words this time. "One turret, one platoon, the Arabs can't get the road." Snow nodded. Indeed, in his field of vision, a series of turrets basically looked at each other.  You see, Snow estimated that if there were artillery or large-caliber machine guns in the turret, they could even support each other.  "Can't you fly closer and have a look?" The shooter obviously understood this sentence. He immediately pressed his microphone and said a few words to the pilot in Chinese - Snow estimated that in the current noise, there was no need for intercom calls and  With the headphones, the pilot couldn't hear what was behind him at all. In fact, he and the shooter were shouting at each other when communicating.  The plane then deviated from its course and moved closer to the road, so that Snow could clearly see everything in the turret and the small yard below the turret.  Snow saw the 88mm cannon and the 40mm Bofors, and he quickly concluded the rule: the two-story turrets and the three-story turrets are probably different in level. The three-story turrets are equipped with a larger yard, and there are  Curved artillery.  The two-story turret usually has an 88mm gun on the top of the turret.  With such firepower, there was really nothing the Arabs could do. Snow could already imagine the Arab cavalry suffering heavy casualties in these artillery fires.  Snow still wants to continue to observe the artillery.With the configuration of ?, the plane left the road, and the blockhouses of the Great Wall gradually left Snow's sight.  "Where are we going?" Snow asked doubtfully.  "To a good place." The machine gunner said and winked at Snow.  Snow's partner whispered: "I hope this wonderful place is not paradise." "We are reporters hired by Vale Newspapers. We are our own people. Nothing will happen." At this time, the red light next to the helicopter door lit up.  .  "Fuck." The shooter said a Chinese word that even Snow could understand, and then put the butt of the machine gun on his shoulder.  At this time, Snow also saw the reason for the shooter to curse.  A camel caravan is walking in the desert - this place is far away from the Chinese farming areas, so the landscape has finally become a bit like Iraq.  Machine gunfire rang out.  The shooter kept firing three or five rounds. Every time he fired, he shouted "Grass Mud Horse", "Grass Mud Horse" and "Grassing Master". With the sound of machine guns, people and camels kept falling, and the entire caravan ran away.  "Shouldn't the identity of the target be confirmed before firing?" "No need!" the shooter replied loudly, "No Chinese will use camels to transport goods. We are advanced! Camels are lagging behind!" "But they may not have any intentions.  "Where are the hostile Arab caravans?" "It's actually very easy to tell whether they are guerrillas." The shooter stopped shooting and turned to Snow with a grin. "Just fire at them. If you hear gunshots, they will scatter."  If they run away, they must be Arab guerrillas; if they are still calm when they hear the gunshots, it means they are well-trained Arab guerrillas." Snow stared at the shooter, and he suddenly felt that this man was honest and transparent.  The silly smile looks a little scary now.  He suddenly had the desire to interview the shooter, so he asked: "Have you killed many people like this?" "What?" "Killing, a lot?" "YEAH! I killed Faai Wuhan Zhuoer (500  )! They are all GOODKILL! " Are there women and children in there? " "No, because you know, they all have their heads covered, and they all look the same in the air, hahaha. What about the children?"  You can tell by his height." "Maybe more than ten, I don't remember." "How could you kill a child?" "It's very simple," the shooter paused and said seriously.  When aiming, calculate more in advance, the child will run faster, hahahaha. "Apparently, the shooter misunderstood the meaning of Snow's HOW question here, thinking that Snow was asking how to shoot the child.  Snow licked her tongue.  ¡°We are reporters hired by Vale Newspapers.¡± The photographer reminded Snow in a low voice.  "I know, I know, so I will go all out to report on the Chinese construction in Iraq, but I will use another pen name to report the other side of the Chinese army in Iraq." The photographer seemed to want to persuade Sri Lanka.  He promised, but in the end he stopped talking.  He knew Snow's personality very well, and the things this man decided were unlikely to change.  "We're almost there." The shooter suddenly shouted, "Get ready, Yankees, you'll be surprised." After that, the ground under the helicopter's rotor suddenly "disappeared".  "Shet," Snow whispered, "I never knew there was such a rift here." The rift under the helicopter is thirty to fifty meters deep and about one kilometer wide, which is as wide as the Colorado River in the United States.  The canyon was certainly not comparable, but Snow had never heard of such a chasm deep in the Iraqi desert.  Immediately afterwards, Snow saw something that shocked him even more.  "Shet." He whispered, "Is that the relics of the ancient Babylonian Kingdom?" "It seems so," the shooter chuckled, "the experts I have shipped here in the past few weeks have seen this thing.  The word "Babylon" was mentioned all the time. "The photographer kept taking pictures, saying to himself: "I don't know if I have enough film." A few minutes later, the helicopter was at the bottom of the rift valley.  landing.  Snow jumped off the plane and ran towards the officers who greeted him.  "Welcome, both of you," the officer stretched out his hand, "just call me Jack Chen." "What is this, Mr. Chen?" The officer seemed surprised by Snow's eagerness: "Based on the initial excavation, weIt is believed that this should be the tomb of the kings of the dynasty established by the Sumerians.  " Snow's partner frowned and asked: "Sumeer what?  Another name for Babylon?  "Snow shook his head, obviously this was beyond his knowledge. The officer in front of him smiled and explained: "The Sumerians were the original masters of the Mesopotamia.  " "So" "So this discovery will push the history of the Mesopotamia forward. Previously, historians only speculated that there was a civilization that developed to a considerable degree before Babylon, but no evidence has been found, and  Many people believe that the Sumerians were invaders and that the Semites who founded Babylon were the orthodox people in Iraq.  But now the discovery of this tomb can prove that the earliest owners of the Mesopotamia were the Sumerians, and the Semites were the invaders.  " "This is indeed a very great discovery," Snow nodded repeatedly, "However, the task we received is to create public opinion for the Chinese to occupy the Mesopotamia. This archaeological discovery" "Arabs are Semites.  branch.  "The officer explained with a smile. "Ah, I understand.  Snow nodded repeatedly, "I completely understand, so what you need is to remove the historical legitimacy of the Arabs' occupation of the Mesopotamia?"  " "Yes, that's it.  Although we are outsiders, so are the Arabs, and Sumer was the original owner here.  The Arabs are latecomers. Since the Arabs can occupy the two river basins as latecomers, so can we Chinese.  " "It sounds like this logic is quite gangster.  Snow shook his head slightly, "However, there seems to be no problem. I mean, if you think about it purely logically, this logic is self-consistent."  " "Of course, we always pay attention to logic and self-consistency.  " "So, can we visit the remains of this ancient civilization that was earlier than Babylon?  "    "sure.  I'm here to show you the way.  By the way, due to the lack of stone and wood in the two river basins, the Sumerian buildings were basically built with mud. They were significantly different from the later Babylonians and the later Arab Empire. When the two of them visited  You can feel it, and I hope that the photojournalist can pay more attention to reflect this.  " "I will try my best.  "The photographer replied absentmindedly. His attention had been completely attracted by the magnificent mausoleum. Snow looked up at the mausoleum. He suddenly remembered a rumor widely circulated among the Vale Company and asked: "What is the purpose of this relic?  I discovered that it was also Mr. Lin" "No," the officer shook his head, "This time, Mr. Lin did not give any instructions in advance. I think this should be a pure accident.  "
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