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The content of the broadcast was not over yet, the imam, who was as steady as a mountain, began to tremble. One hand suddenly lifted up, and he was about to grab the gauze on his eyes. But when he reached his eyes, the imam was restrained again, and immediately deepened. Sighing, he turned his head and shouted at the outside: "Little Sharif, are you still there?"

"Yes, Grandpa Imun!"

Hearing the imam calling himself, the little Sharif who was studying carefully reading the scriptures outside immediately stood up and pushed open the door. He saw that Grandpa Imam, who was supposed to be sitting cross-legged on the carpet, had already stood up at this moment and fumbled to turn off the radio. , Little Sharif was a little surprised. You should know that Grandpa Imam should be listening to the radio silently at this time for about an hour and a half. This has been the case since the day he remembered it, but today...

"My dear little Sharif, help me go home and call your brother, I want him to send me to Gilmu in Kashmir."

"Gilmu in Kashmir? Where are you going?" Little Sharif asked in surprise.

Imam's answer was simple and firm: "Save people!"

...

As the imam, who had not healed, made a decision, Maxim, who felt the power of the earthquake, had already packed his bags first, but this time he did not lead the convoy to escape to a safe area in the south, but instead sent the convoy to the northeast. Pakistan-controlled Kashmir advances.

He is going to the epicenter for rescue.

Speaking of it, it's quite awkward. Maksim is usually absurd and romantic, but he is really enthusiastic about charity.

Unlike other people who either ask for a name, or use charity to reduce taxes, or use charity to launder money, Maxim is neither nicknamed nor profitable. It is entirely from the heart. As for why, even he himself I don't know, in short, it's such a wayward and naughty!

On weekdays, I heard about natural disasters there. Maksim would spend huge sums of money to donate money to the disaster area. Now that he has caught up with him, he naturally has to go to battle in person, so Maksim insisted on going to the disaster area regardless of the persuasion of his assistants and his subordinates. .

Compared with the imam’s long-distance migration and Maxim’s private convoy, the fastest response was the Pakistani military. As soon as the Gilmu earthquake occurred, the Pakistani army was able to get the news easily and immediately ordered the garrison controlling Kashmir to go. Rescue.

However, when the Pakistan-controlled Kashmir garrison had just completed its assembly and was ready to go to the disaster area, an order made their convoy deviate from the disaster area and moved towards the actual line of control between Pakistan and New Delhi.

As a result, the original disaster relief tools became guns and ammunition, and the peaceful atmosphere immediately became tense.

This was not deliberately done by the Pakistani military, but when the Pakistani military assembled troops to prepare for disaster relief, the troops stationed in New Delhi on the border began to increase troops to the actual line of control on the grounds that the Pakistani military gathered forces for no reason.

For the two parties who have been grieving for a long time, the only reason is that a piece is better than a fig leaf. How can Pakistan not know what New Delhi wants to do?

Isn’t it just taking advantage of the Pakistan-controlled Kashmir earthquake to take advantage of the actual control line?

No, New Delhi just added troops to the actual line of control in Kashmir, the government pretended to pretend to the Ministry of External Propaganda, New Delhi has made all preparations to rescue Pakistani victims close to the line of actual control in New Delhi, and even can send rescuers to actually participate in the rescue work. .

Hearing this news, Pakistan almost didn't point to New Delhi and curse shamelessly. Didn't it just want to use rescue to allow the assembled army to cross the line of actual control and cannibalize Pakistan-controlled Kashmir?

Others don’t know your urinary **** in New Delhi, we Pakistani old iron don’t know yet?

Sure enough, the tone of New Delhi soon began to change. First, it criticized the Pakistani military for disregarding the lives and property of the victims. The army assembled instead of disaster relief and increased troops to the actual line of control of the two sides. This is a typical transfer of domestic conflicts and vowed to advise Pakistan Let go of prejudices and make every effort to help the disaster.

Immediately after New Delhi’s media, officials, and parliamentarians went into battle, while releasing New Delhi’s "goodwill," they also launched fierce criticisms of the Pakistani military and the current regime. Some radical New Delhi officials even instigated the Pakistani people to overthrow the current regime.

In this way, the original simple earthquake disaster was mixed by New Delhi and it was smelly and muddy.

Of course Pakistan has to fight back. Unfortunately, the Pakistani military, which has been constrained by the increase in troops in New Delhi, is simply unable to rescue the disaster. Whether other Pakistani departments have such a large amount of military resources, even if they operate at full capacity, the effect is not significant.

Because of this, only a small amount of self-rescue can be carried out in the epicenter area two days after the earthquake, and the civilian rescue force arrived on the third day. Such efficiency naturally caused dissatisfaction among the people in the disaster area. In addition, foreign media reporters who came to cover the area penetrated. The instigator in New Delhi has made Pakistan’s public counterattack pale and weak.

...

"No way, this one is dead."

On the fifth day after the earthquake, Maksim was wrapped in thick winter clothes and had just dug the body of a victim with a shovel. Looking at the body of the little boy who was not a teenager, Maksim said indifferently, He took the shovel and turned and left silently. When he passed the luxury off-road vehicle he was riding in, Maxime seemed to have lost his soul. He threw the shovel aside, and fell to the ground with a cry of crying. Come bigger.

"Well, my child, be strong."

Just when Maksim was heartbroken, an old man with his eyes covered with gauze, supported by a seven or eight-year-old boy, slowly walked to Maksim's side and cried like a month with his hands. Maxim of the baby in the child: "You are already a man. How come the hero mentioned in the scriptures cry like this? This is not the Maxim I know."

Maxim wiped two tears from his eyes and looked at the wrinkled imam with a gentle complexion. He also felt that there might be something destined for this world, as the scripture said.

Otherwise, how could he and Imam meet in the earthquake-stricken area?

Because of this, Maxim, who has been influenced by religious thought since he was a child, is even more convinced that the imam who baptized him and enlightened him is the leader of his life, so he is obedient to what the imam says.

So I wiped my tears with my sleeves, and nodded forcibly, "Immun, don't worry, I will become a hero in the scriptures. This is the first time I shed tears of sadness after I was three years old."

"No, I saw you secretly wiped your tears in the tent yesterday." As soon as Maksim's voice fell, the little Sharif, who was supporting the imam, unkindly broke it through.

Maxim was immediately annoyed: "What do you bear kid know? It is smoked when roasting potatoes, smoked!"

Little Sharif curled his lips. Just about to say something, he heard an angry shout from the ruins: "Brothers and sisters, can you still bear it? The regime does not care about our lives and lives, and the military is only for its own benefit." Launching a war with neighboring countries, for this reason they would rather let us go hungry than food aided by foreign countries. We have lost so many brothers and sisters. Should we die together silently? No! So with I'll go, get bread, water, and canned food, and fill my stomach!"

As soon as the voice fell~www.ltnovel.com~, the numb-looking victims just came alive, with green eyes glowing, and they got up and prepared to leave with the shouting person.

The imam's face changed drastically, and he quickly wanted to stop him, but before he spoke, he listened to the skinny village head of Gilmu weakly holding the imam's hand: "Imam, my old friend, I know you are very wise and doctrine is like a sea, and I too I firmly believe in everything in the scriptures, but... please forgive us this time, there is no way, the children are so hungry."

As the village chief put the arm of the child beside him in the dry palm of the imam, the imam touched the arm that was not much thicker than the stool leg, and swallowed what he wanted to say. He has been here for three days, but The doctrines and scriptures are so powerful that they can't stop human beings' desire for food.

So the Imam released his hand, raised his head to the sky, and let out a long sigh. Upon seeing this, the village chief took the child and walked towards the crowd.

The shouting person just saw the corner of his mouth curled in a mocking arc, and was about to beckon to take people away. At this moment, there was a roar of a little empty plane in the sky, and immediately the tail of a plane was painted red. The cross twin-engine jet plane appeared in people’s field of vision. At the same time, the opened satellite phone in the Maxim off-road vehicle suddenly rang: “I am the Chinese Ascendas Rescue Team, and I am ordered to rescue the earthquake-stricken area. Please assist my plane in landing according to my request..."