Chapter 21 muzzle all the way

The wife arrived in Cairo this morning.It was not an easy trip for her. First, she flew from Hefei to Beijing, stayed overnight, flew to Singapore, stayed at the Singapore airport for nine hours, flew to Dubai, stopped for an hour, and then flew to Cairo. After seven turns and eight turns, she finally arrived.Twenty days ago, I bid farewell to her at San Francisco Airport.It can be imagined that she didn't sleep much, but according to our plan, she had to get on the jeep as soon as she got off the plane, and went to Luxor, 780 kilometers away, which required another 14 hours of driving. In Cairo, almost no one in favor of our jeep to Luxor.The road is too long, the time is too long, and most importantly, it is not safe along the way.Since a group of terrorists killed sixty-four tourists from various countries in Luxor in November 1997, Egypt's tourism industry has suffered a complete failure. The number of tourists in the second year was only one-twentieth of the previous years, which severely hit Egypt's tourism industry. Economic income and international image.Since the terrorists were all killed in the roundup by the police at that time, and their organizational background is still unknown, the Egyptian government has to be on the alert from time to time.

According to several Egyptians we met, most of the terrorists were sent by foreign hostile forces.All the way from Cairo to Luxor, you have to pass through seven agricultural provinces. Terrorists are very likely to be infested. Therefore, the vast majority of passengers going to Luxor only take planes, and they must go by land as a last resort and must be protected by the police.Adventure is always very attractive, but what I saw on the road is really incredible. The long distance of more than 700 kilometers is full of watchtowers and bunkers.Along the way, there are dense soldiers and guns, as if sneaking on the border defenses of two warring countries.As soon as we left Cairo, we found a police car at the head and tail of our convoy, each with more than a dozen armed policemen sitting on it, all guns protruding from the gun holes in the car wall, ready to shoot at all times.Every time you pass a section of the road, you will encounter a checkpoint, gather a lot of soldiers, re-register the car numbers one by one, and then replace the police cars at the head and tail of the convoy.The soldiers on the replaced police car belonged to the previous section of the road. They had completed their task and stood by the side of the road waving goodbye to us.After changing the police car a few times, it was finally replaced by an armored car, with a machine gun mounted on top, whistling away.

We stopped along the way to go to the bathroom and eat, and the police and soldiers immediately surrounded us to prevent terrorists from attacking us.I looked around and saw that the special police force was wearing black uniforms, the public security forces were wearing camel-yellow uniforms, and the tourist police were wearing white uniforms. Everyone was carrying advanced guns.Several of our ladies went into the toilet, and there were soldiers with guns standing at the door. I wanted to take a picture of this interesting scene, but I was not allowed. I don't know if there are other places in the world that protect cultural relics and travel in this way in the past and now, but when I think that the descendants of the pharaohs have no choice but black muzzles, I can't help feeling sour.In fact, people only want foreigners to see the tombs and old temples of their ancestors.

Egyptian friends said that they do this every day, and it is the same for any group of foreign tourists who travel by land.Ninety-four percent of Egypt is a large desert, and a decent place is a long stretch along the Nile River, and the road we passed is most of this long stretch, so this kind of armed method almost covers the main part of the country , implicated the nerves of the entire nation. Civilizations, even civilizations that have long been unable to speak and can only be seen by people, still have to face the military forces with blind eyes, so one can imagine how much disaster they will encounter when they can still speak?

Any civilization that is too outstanding will not only bring disasters to itself, but also bring disasters to future generations until thousands of years later.Thinking of this, I couldn't help sighing deeply amidst the roar of armored vehicles. The wife said from the side: It is rare that so many soldiers with live ammunition have such pure eyes. Just as they were talking, the convoy stopped suddenly, and the soldiers ran back and forth with their guns in hand, as if something major had happened.It turned out that Wang Dali, an Egyptian young man who had studied in Anhui Normal University, was also invited by us today. His hometown has arrived, and his uncle still lives here, so I want to take a look.The armed police were busy in case any accident happened.

Five jeeps entered the village as soon as they turned the corner, and with the addition of armored vehicles, guard vehicles, and so many armed personnel, all the people who got out of the vehicles were foreigners. I said that the villagers would think that Wang Dali was elected president. This village is actually Wang Dali's own family, his uncle has two wives, thirteen children, plus relatives a little further away, the total number is no less than three hundred people, they all flock out, but they don't know how to welcome them. There seems to be some kind of militia organization in the village. Some aged old men gathered around each holding a shotgun. Their large and aging bodies were wrapped in Arabic robes. Their white beards matched the guns. solemn.

The police said something could really happen with so many people crowded together and kept shouting for us to get on the road.The armored vehicles and jeep convoy started again.At this time, the night is dark, and the wind in the Sahara Desert is a bit cool. On October 13, 1999, overnight at the Emilio Hotel in Luxor, southern Egypt