I love you, I won't kill you

According to the time displayed on the watch, 3 minutes and 28 seconds have passed since the last question.Amanda unhurriedly flipped through the terrorist attack materials related to Abdullah Mohammed, "Well, maybe these people won't tell you some information about you."

Amanda stood her right arm on the table, propped her right cheek with her right hand, stared at Abdullah and said, "This is the territory of the United States, and it is also a US naval base with extraterritorial rights. Do you know what this means?"

"Meaning, we don't have to report you being held here to any court in any country, including any court in the United States or Cuba. Well, we call it the 'legal fringe.'"

"You are held here without any charges, you cannot hire a lawyer, and you don't even have to enter the judicial process."

"Maybe, tomorrow you'll be free to take a swim in the Caribbean Sea and enjoy the beauty of the ocean from the Gulf of Mexico, the Caribbean Sea, and the Atlantic Ocean! Maybe, when your grandson is born, you'll still be here for basic human survival The struggle for rights has been going on."

"Enough!! You Kafir, you permanent resident of Hell! Hmph, you will always be inferior to men in intelligence and belief, because women's minds are defective!" Abdullah suddenly said in Arabic. He yelled loudly in Chinese, and quoted some titles and sayings in Islam, cursing Amanda, who is a woman.

"Sir, he said that you are a non-Muslim who doesn't believe in Islam. Uh, uh, he is citing some bad words about women from the founder of Islam, Muhammad." A few words came from Amanda's earphone, in The words of the US military intelligence personnel who closely monitored the interrogation room in the next room.

Trying to resist the violence of the prison administrators, throwing objects and swearing at the military and police, these characteristics shared by the prisoners imprisoned in the prison, were well expressed in Abdullah's words.

"I see." Amanda nodded, knocking on the table unconsciously.This action is a code word that she negotiated with the intelligence personnel of the base in advance.

"Well, good! Abdullah, maybe we can see this passage as a change of attitude. What do you think?" Amanda said in English with a smile on her face.

Abdullah squinted at her and snorted.Then, in English with an Arabic accent, he said, "Ignorance! A woman who is always ignorant!"

Amanda shrugged, leaning back on the metal chair and looking at him, "Well, I know, where did your personal and sexist language come from just now."

Then, she said some words to Abdullah that surprised him, "Well, I remember that these words come from the "Bukhari Hadith", one of the six hadith collections of Sunni Islam. And, You consider this hadith to be the most important hadith, the most authoritative scripture after the Qur'an. Is that right?"

"Hmph...!" Abdullah let out a disdainful voice from his nostrils.

"Okay. If you don't object or want to continue insulting women, please be quiet for a while!" Amanda began to be serious.

"Remember, I asked you a few minutes ago, do you know your identity?"

"Well, to tell you, your status is an 'unlawful combatant', not a prisoner of war. Therefore, you do not enjoy any of the rights stipulated in the "Geneva Convention."

When Abdullah wanted to keep silent as always, Amanda suddenly stood up and put her hands on the table, and shouted at him, "Abdullah Mohammed, do you understand??? "

"Crack...!" Amanda picked up the material on the table and threw it heavily in front of Jabir, "Now, tell me something I want to know. If you still don't want to say it, I hope you can seriously consider it Take a look at the current situation."

Of course, Abdullah, who has the courage and determination to sneak into the US military base and plant bombs in the US military restaurant, will not be easily intimidated by Amanda's momentum.Staring silently at the American woman with short black hair and nearly perfect facial features, she said in English, "Sorry, I'm tired!"

"Very good! Marines!" Amanda sat back in her seat and shouted towards the door.

"Sir." Two Marine Corps military and police officers said as they entered the door.

"Send him back to his cell!"

"Yes, sir!"

A few minutes later, the base intelligence personnel in the next room asked Amanda who walked out of the interrogation room, "Second Lieutenant, do you think your method is effective?"

"It's okay. The lieutenant colonel just asked me to get the information, and didn't say how many days it would take."

"Maybe. It's just...why don't you use another method?"

"Other methods? Interesting, you don't want to talk about some inhuman methods such as torture or torture?"

The intelligence officer didn't answer directly, but just smiled lightly.As Amanda and he walked outside the prison area, they said, "The prisoner abuse scandal here has long been an open secret around the world. It's just that our President Bush Jr. doesn't admit it."

"Brother, don't forget that this year is a presidential election year. I think Obama, who officially announced his candidacy for president in February last year, may become the president of the United States."

"Really? How do you think he will win the election?" the intelligence officer asked curiously.

"Well, he has always emphasized the need to end the Iraq War. And, as a moderate and middle-of-the-road Democratic politician, I believe he will definitely take action against Guantanamo Bay." Amanda replied casually.

Before lunch, Amanda returned to the mobile home temporarily borrowed in the US military camp.Turn on the laptop and prepare to use the base's free Internet service to log in to the mailbox.At this time, a dialog box pops up on the screen, "Video connection, do you want to connect?"

"Hi Amanda, how are you doing in that place?" Alena said and laughed, appearing on the screen.

"Well, it's not bad, it's the same as the domestic base." Amanda told the truth.

The Guantanamo Naval Base is basically the same as any domestic military base in the United States except for the "Delta Camp" where prisoners are held.Life is convenient, with a complete supply of daily necessities, Internet, long-distance calls, gymnasium, and you can also go diving or fishing in the sea.There is also a chapel in the base to facilitate soldiers to participate in group activities and relieve emotional pressure.

"Oh, I really thought you went to heaven. However, compared with mine, your place is indeed heaven." From the conversation between Alena and Amanda, one can detect a kind of military secrets that cannot be revealed. atmosphere.

"Yeah, I'm going to swim in Paradise's fountain (the Caribbean analogy) in the afternoon. Well, according to the time difference, you should have dinner by now?"

"That's right, what about you?"

"Not yet. Well, save your online time for the people who care about you the most, and I'm going to have a big meal."

Alena called, "Hey, wait. When are you coming back?"

Amanda shook her head, "I don't know. Someone said that he was tired today, I think I can only date him after he has rested."

Before Alena understood the code words in these few sentences, Amanda closed the video connection.It was as simple as packing up the things in the house, tidying up the uniform on his body and leaving the mobile home.

When she was just walking on the road in the camp, Amanda saw that a black flag had been hung on the flagpole in the camp.This means that starting this afternoon, the temperature here will reach about 35 degrees.

Due to the year-round dryness and high temperature of the base, and the absence of newspapers or broadcasts, the US troops stationed here will raise flags of different colors in their residences every day to inform the soldiers of the temperature and sun exposure index of the day.The white flag means coolness, and the black flag means extreme heat. Every military and police officer who works or rests on the day must replenish water at any time according to changes in the weather.

"Black flag? Well, will it be very hot? If they go to Iraq, they will know that this is a holiday camp at all." Amanda said to herself, and continued to walk towards the restaurant in the camp.

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