I love you, I won't kill you

It was late at night, and the temperature at Assad airport had dropped from a daytime 44 degrees to a cooler 24 degrees.Amanda, in a short-sleeve T-shirt and shorts, curled up in her sleeping bag, but wasn't feeling sleepy.

As the captain of the gendarmerie, she had emailed the daily paperwork to the immediate chief of the law enforcement brigade before the night curfew was imposed.As for her own private affairs, she did not know where to begin.

Leaning on the head of the bed, listening to familiar rap songs with headphones on, and opening Facebook, Twitter and email accounts on the laptop.First, I wrote a field diary of the day on the Twitter blog, and then opened the Facebook homepage to see the messages from friends and relatives in China.

Of course, Amanda doesn't need to use this kind of information that has been classified by the military to tell others that she is still alive.She can also use a cheap mobile phone with a black and white screen and a $25 calling card to call the person she misses most in the country with a phone number starting with the Iraq region.

In the message area of ​​Facebook, there are all kinds of messages.There are those who care about her, those who miss her, those who care about her, and those who say hello to her, and even some messages from people Amanda doesn't know at all.

Among the many messages, the messages of father, Vincent and Billy are important, the messages of Julie and Elena are also important, the messages of Nina and Megan are also important, and the messages of high school friend Alice are also important .

However, Julie's message will always be placed first in her mind.Julie said, "Honey, are you okay? To hear what I have to say to you, please open your mailbox."

Amanda eagerly opened the mailbox and found Julie's email.She said in the email, "Honey, I love you! I miss you so much! After learning that you are stationed at Assad Airport, I can finally relax and work part-time."

"However, before the summer vacation last month, Angie Chen told me a very interesting thing."

"Want to know? Read on. She told me that this year's Olympics will be held in her hometown of Beijing."

"Baby, I really want you to watch the Olympics with me. But you are enduring the scorching sun and heat in the Middle East, fighting a war that belongs to someone else."

"Well, I'm not going to tell you I'm crying. I had planned to stay in Chicago on vacation and work part-time, but Angie's enthusiasm exceeded my imagination."

"Well, I admit that I agreed to her request. After two months of part-time work, I will fly to her hometown to watch the Olympics with her."

"I'll tell you one more thing. Last year I learned Spanish, and this year I'm learning Chinese. Note, there is a video link at the bottom of the email. In it, I said to you in Spanish and Chinese, 'I love you' ! I guess you'll want to hear it."

After reading the email and then looking at the video link, Amanda couldn't sit still.Sitting on the bed, I thought, "Damn, why is Julie so good? Next year she will be able to get a doctorate degree in law, plus she is proficient in two languages ​​commonly used in the world. I believe her future will be very exciting. Then ,what do I do?"

"Could it be that I can only be pressed down by her, whether it's in bed or in life?"

"No, this is absolutely not going to happen."

Due to the nature of her current job, Amanda needs to deal with Iraqis in her daily military police duties.And one of her main jobs is to train the Iraqi security forces established by the Americans.

During the training, she often taught the Iraqi soldiers and police in the security forces about the use of weapons, anti-riot, and handling various improvised bombs and other safety aspects.Although the command center is equipped with Arabic translators for the law enforcement brigade, Amanda often hopes that she can complete the work independently.

According to the welfare system of the US military, as long as officers and soldiers learn a foreign language during their service, they can add a subsidy of 300 US dollars to their monthly salary.The amount of money is not a lot, but it is also very beneficial for future service and life.

This is a long-term, favorable embodiment of welfare subsidies, and the short-term, current wartime subsidies are also embodied in Amanda's monthly salary figures.Since entering the Middle East, her monthly salary has risen by $2000.As long as she is willing to stay in Iraq for a year, her total annual salary will reach $7.

Given the Marine Corps' seven-month overseas service, the benefit doesn't last long.But the personal subsidy for learning foreign languages ​​is indeed worth her careful consideration.Thinking of this, Amanda's mood improved, and her typing speed on the keyboard began to speed up.

The next day it was her turn to take a vacation, and when she woke up at 5:[-] in the morning, she saw Alena lying on the bed next to her, whom she had "long time no see".In fact, the two meet almost every day, but the difference in their mission time has caused this situation of "seeing each other late".

Jumping out of the bed, she walked to the bed lightly, and whispered something in her ear, "Hey, marines, it's time to go!"

Alena got out of the sleeping bag as soon as she opened her eyes, jumped off the bed and started putting on the flight uniform.While wearing his uniform, he muttered, "Damn it, what is the mission? Wake me up so early, it will definitely not do anything good."

At this time, she suddenly found Amanda standing beside her, "What are you doing here? Go and put on your uniform!"

"Oh, is it my flight uniform or the military police uniform of the Law Enforcement Brigade?"

"How the hell did I forget this? Amanda, what time is it, are they telling me to go to the airport?"

Amanda grabbed her hand, "Be quiet and sit down."

Alaina rubbed her sleep-swollen eyes, and looked around in the deathly silence.Only then did she realize that no one came to ask her to perform the flight mission, she shook her head and whispered to Amanda, "God, so you are the one who lied to me!?"

"Hmm, I apologize! If you don't like the joke, I'll shut up."

"Well, now I really hate this kind of joke."

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore, you can go on to sleep."

"Fuck you, wake me up and put me to sleep?" Alena pushed Amanda who was sitting next to her.

Amanda looked at the sky that was about to dawn outside the window, "Well, it's my turn to take a vacation today, how about you?"

Alena blinked, "I don't know, I have to be on call anyway."

"Well, all right. I have an idea, do you want to hear it?"

"what idea?"

"Well, I'm going to go to the back office and apply for a form."

"What form?"

"I want to learn Arabic before leaving Assad airport, what do you think?"

"Really? Whoa, that must be a really good thing." Alena giggled.

"You think it's good too? You know our welfare system, learning a foreign language can add 300 dollars. If you want to learn, you can learn with me." Amanda replied.

Alena shook her head and sighed, "Me? Come on, I don't know where I'll be in seven months."

Amanda understands the meaning of her words. One meaning means that she will return to the United States unscathed after 7 months, but it is impossible to predict which aircraft carrier she will be stationed on; Know if you have the life to live to the end of the service period.

"Alena, I believe you will be able to return to China safely."

"Really? I hope so too."

When the sky began to brighten, the two had finished washing and put on clean uniforms.When Thalia and Carola returned to the barracks with the toiletries in their hands, they looked at them in surprise, "Sir, have you received your orders?"

Amanda stood up, put on her patrol hat and lowered the brim, "No, we're going shopping!"

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