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　The supply sauce controlled the crane on the ship to unload the cargo on the deck, and he changed into a World War I-style captain's uniform and went off the ship to check the unloading situation.

　, they are unloaded in batches through a simple pier connecting to the shore.

　These foods are all pre-made foods that humans can eat right out of the bag, such as canned food, instant noodles, MREs, compressed biscuits, and other packaged foods, as well as water in barrels and bottles. They also include some ingredients and seasonings, such as flour, salt, fruits, and vegetables.

　The more diverse food that Deep Sea prepared for the Palestinian refugees this time was completely different from the tasteless toothpaste-like food that was given to humans in the occupied territories in the last century.

　In addition to food, basic medical supplies are also available, including some basic medicines such as antibiotics, aspirin, as well as medical supplies such as alcohol iodine and bandages and gauze.

　All of these things are produced by Deep Sea, a medical supplies and pharmaceutical manufacturing company in Rhode Island, USA. This is a state-owned (Deep Sea) wholly-owned company established by Deep Sea in the medical industry in order to increase its economic foundation.

　At the shore where the transport ship was unloading, a respectable man in a suit and tie saw the supply-chan get off the ship. He immediately walked up to her, shook her hand, and thanked her with tears in his eyes:

　"Hello, Ms. Shenhai, I am a representative from the Palestinian Islamic Resistance Movement in the Gaza Strip. Thank you for providing assistance to the Palestinian people and for standing on the side of justice.

　Here, on behalf of the Palestinian government and all Palestinian people, I would like to thank the Deep Sea Human Federation of America for the abundant relief supplies. Thank you for your great kindness and timely assistance!

　The accompanying reporter raised his camera to record this scene. Within a few days, this photo was uploaded from the global Internet to the Chinese Internet, and widely circulated among Shipmates, especially Shipmates R players.

　"Look how cute and kind the supply girl is. Now she's really like a female pirate bullying the kind natives in the game." A member of the Warship Girls forum commented on the photo.

　Floor reply: "But are the deep sea in reality really indigenous people?"

　"Who cares? Even if she's an alien, as long as she can let us live a happy life without working 996, I'm willing to lead the way even if Megatron comes." - A friend who believes in motherhood replied.

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　Gaza residents who received relief supplies,

　Thanks to the supplies sent in by deep sea, Palestinians in central and southern Gaza can survive for a while longer. However, since northern Gaza is completely surrounded by Israeli forces, they cannot receive the humanitarian supplies sent in by deep sea.

　Although Hamas has underground tunnels to deliver supplies to the military and civilians in the encirclement, the tunnel's transportation capacity is too low to meet the minimum needs of the nearly one million people in the encirclement.

　So although the humanitarian situation in central and southern Gaza has eased, the situation in northern Gaza remains increasingly severe under the siege of the Israeli army.

　Two days later, a brigade and a division of the Deep Sea were stationed at the Gaza airport. One of them was the Deep Sea Army Armored Cavalry Brigade, and the other was the Deep Sea US Army Motorized Infantry Division (human composition).

　During the deployment process, the Deep Sea was repeatedly attacked by the Israeli army, but fortunately they were all intercepted by the defense system. When the deployment was completed, the Deep Sea issued an ultimatum to the Israeli army.

　"...The United States Human Deep Sea Federation has telegraphed to the Israeli government that it must withdraw all its troops from the Gaza Strip before November 5th, otherwise Israel will bear the consequences..."

　"Click!" Netanyahu exited the live broadcast room of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the United States, turned off his mobile phone, and angrily threw it on the desk.

　Hu's face was gloomy. He had just surrounded the northern part of Gaza and was about to swallow the duck meat in his mouth, but halfway through, the deep sea interference suddenly appeared. How could he not be annoyed?

　Even under the threat of the Deep Sea, Netanyahu did not want to withdraw his troops. He said to himself: "Deep Sea, Deep Sea, do you really not know or are you pretending not to know what kind of morals these Islamic countries are?

　Islamic countries are backward, ignorant, and feudal, constantly spouting nonsense and churning out jihadist attacks and terrorism. They are the enemies of democracy, freedom, and science, and a cancer to humanity! How can such garbage be allowed to exist on Earth? You call supporting garbage justice? Pah!

　Besides, this is the land of our ancestors. It is reasonable for us to take back our land. What qualifications do you, Deep Sea, have to interfere? Just because you kicked the face of the United States?"

　Netanyahu grew increasingly furious as he thought about it. He slammed the table and stood up, "To be an enemy of the United States is to be an enemy of Israel! Even if we withdraw our troops this time, you will find any excuse to attack us! We will not negotiate with accomplices of terrorists!"

　Faced with the Deep Sea's ultimatum, the Israeli government ignored it and told its army to continue to rapidly tighten the siege of northern Gaza, attempting to speed up its breakthrough into the northern urban area of ​​Gaza.

　Initially, the Israeli army only attacked northern Gaza from the north and south, and the Israeli army on the northern front only occupied a small part of the city. After the Deep Sea Ultimatum was issued, the Israeli army east of northern Gaza launched a full-scale offensive.

　The Qassam Brigade, which held its ground in northern Gaza and faced the Israeli army's attack from the north, was so short of manpower that its defense on the eastern front was stretched so thin that it took the Israeli army on the eastern front less than two hours to control the depth of the city's suburban open space and two streets in the outer urban area.

　During this period, the Israeli army's deliberate harm to civilians intensified. Not only did it openly bomb civilian ambulance convoys, it also directly bombed civilians in the Al-Maghazi refugee camp, resulting in the deaths of a large number of women and children.

　"Yes, Admiralty Code

　, take action immediately! "That night, after receiving the Admiralty Code instructions, the commanding deep-sea submarine of the deep-sea force stationed in Gaza immediately responded and deployed.

　"Gee! Gee!" A minute later, a series of monotonous and rapid horse hoof sounds kept echoing in front of the barracks of the Deep Sea Armored Cavalry Brigade, from far to near, and then from near to far.

　A Deep Sea Cavalry officer, riding on the horse, shouted to all the barracks along the way, "Commander 7900 has issued an order! Depart immediately for northern Gaza and be ready to cooperate with Hamas in its attack on the Israeli army!"

　Instantly, all the battle-ready Deep Sea Cavalrymen inside and outside the barracks rushed to the horse stables to mount their horses. A minute later, the entire cavalry army was galloping out of the camp, their chaotic gait stirring up the desert dust like a small sandstorm.

　Following closely behind the cavalry were dozens of Mark V tanks, Renault FT-17 light tanks, RNAS armored vehicles, artillery and anti-aircraft armored vehicles, Gafford armored vehicles and other vehicles.

　At this time, on some roads in central Gaza, residents of suburban villages discovered the rapidly marching Deep Sea. Previously, the whole village had listened to the radio at the village chief's house and knew that these troops should be the legendary Deep Sea.

　While they were excited about this, they were all curious about the style of the Deep Sea Fleet. After all, the Deep Sea's current attire was still in the World War I style.

　The villagers in Gaza who have insufficient cultural knowledge would certainly be surprised at how these weapons, which look older than those used in the First Middle East War, could defeat the legendary "heavenly soldiers and generals" (referring to the US military).

　When this deep-sea armored cavalry brigade arrived at the rear not far from the front line, the Hamas soldiers were also very curious about their World War I-style equipment and vehicles.

　Hamas is also concerned about why the Deep Sea Army is composed entirely of women. In Islam, women hold a very low status, and it is unthinkable for a military to have female combatants.

　"These are all goddesses, gods!" the Pope of the Hamas army explained solemnly, "How can gods be compared to human women? No matter how female they are, they are still gods! Aren't Manat and Fatima women too?"

　(PS: Manat, also translated as Mena, is the goddess of fate and revenge in Arabic mythology. Fatima is the daughter of the Islamic prophet Muhammad.)

　As the Pope said, for a religiously guided organization like Hamas, any indecision can be attributed to the help of the Caliph, which makes them feel relieved.

　Seeing the Pope's imaginative nature, a deep-sea commando whispered to his comrades, "This is one of the advantages of religious influence. If it were an atheist country or force, we'd all be forced to be tortured by human scientists with physics. That would be absolutely terrible..."

　Her comrade didn't want to discuss this and tried to change the subject: "By the way, when are we going to Olive Israel?"

　"We've already come here, and you're still asking this? If it's a specific time, they might attack at any time in the next minute." The deep-sea commando checked the annihilator submachine gun in his hand and made a reasonable inference.

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　Meanwhile in northern Gaza

　"Son...Come, drink some water and eat some bread..."

　A father was taking a few days' dry bread, breaking off a small piece and stuffing it into his son's mouth, then picking up a half-bottle of mineral water and gently feeding his son a sip of water.

　The child, about eight or nine years old, had tears and sorrow in his eyes. After eating the bread and drinking some water, he sobbed painfully, "Mom is dead. She was crushed to death by the cement slab..."

　The child and his mother were trapped under a collapsed building during an airstrike. The child survived in the cracks of the rubble due to his small body, but his mother was crushed to death by a concrete slab.

　In addition to the father and son, there were also rescue workers who had been organized by the local community. Two of them carried another unconscious child out of the rubble, put him on a stretcher, and checked his condition.

　"Israeli air strike, retreat!" someone suddenly shouted.

　At this time, an Israeli fighter jet flew over from an extremely low altitude and dropped a bomb about 100 meters away from the rescue site. The shock wave of the bomb caused a huge dust storm to hit everyone present.

　A single stone can cause a thousand ripples. The explosion of the bomb instantly caused the rescue point to boil over. A large number of people fled for their lives, and the rescue workers also evacuated quickly carrying the wounded and stretchers.

　The father also picked up his child at this time, "Faraah (son), run!"

　At this moment, the father burst out with unprecedented strength, and fled from this dangerous place with his legs as fast as he could, fearing that the next bomb would hit the rescue point just now.

　Chapter 359: Homeland in Flames (2)

　The father held his child and turned right at the intersection not far away. There were people everywhere fleeing in panic, and rescue workers evacuating with the wounded.

　As he ran, he gently patted his son in his arms, trying to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, Dad will protect you... Let's go home to find Hadir (his second son) and leave here, okay?"

　"Okay..." Farah was still a little frightened. His breathing was a little rapid and he sounded a little weak.

　At this time, the father found his good friend among the evacuating crowd. His friend was also holding his daughter and evacuating as far as possible in the opposite direction of the bomb explosion.

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　Similarly, the man who was running for his life with his daughter also noticed the father. He was the first to call out to the father, trying to attract his attention: "Wali! Wali!"

　"Shadi!" Wali responded loudly, then ran to meet Shadi with his son in his arms.

　When the two met, they began to evacuate with the crowd. Shadi said as he ran, "Wali! The vanguard of the Israeli army is coming! They are searching for Hamas members! We have to leave immediately!"

　"Not now! Haldir is still at home, I have to take him with me!" Wali responded loudly.

　Shadi, who had been Wali's childhood friend, subconsciously wanted to help him. "It's okay, I'll go with you! Take this intersection!"

　"Dad... I'm so scared..." Farah, who had just been stunned by the shock wave, had just recovered. He trembled as he looked at the panicked expressions of the people on the street, the smoke and the ruins on the road.

　"It's okay, my baby, I will always be with you." Wali hugged his son again and comforted him.

　Just as Wali and Shadi ran to the intersection, they heard someone in the fleeing crowd shout, "The Israeli army is coming!"

　A group of Israeli soldiers in troop transport trucks descended from the vehicles and blocked the refugees' path. Their murderous gazes and TAR-21 rifles in their hands intimidated the refugees.

　Shaditon, who was running in the front, felt something was wrong. He pleaded with the soldiers, "We don't have weapons! There are children here! Please don't shoot!"

　"A thief never calls himself a thief. Who knows if you are Hamas members? Even if you are not, you are the foundation of Hamas's existence and are accomplices!" The squad leader of this Israeli army team did not take Shadi's words to heart at all.

　The Israeli squad leader then yelled at Shadi, "Not only are they accomplices, they're also benefiting from Hamas's invasion of our great Israel! And what about the children? Little accomplices will grow up to be big accomplices, maybe even Hamas themselves. How can we not take preventative measures?"

　"Everyone, free fire." Before Shadi could object, the officer gave an order to the soldiers behind him, and the soldiers pulled the trigger one after another, firing at the civilians in front of them without saying a word.

　"No... No!" Suddenly, this wave of civilians fell one after another in a pool of blood under the sound of gunfire.

　Because Wali was at the back of the refugee group and there was a car parked at the intersection, he was able to run behind the car and escape in time, saving his life. But Shadi, who was at the front, was not so lucky. He and his daughter were shot to pieces.

　The good brother who had just been talking to him was now a corpse. Wali was heartbroken, but he could do nothing. And now he had no time to grieve. His only thought was how to get home quickly and take his second son with him to escape.

　Wali ran to another intersection with his eldest son. Farah had almost recovered and said to his father, "Dad, put me down... I think I can run now."

　He carefully looked at the child's mental state in his arms. It was indeed much better than when he was rescued from the rubble of the building just now. This showed that the bread and water he had just eaten had restored his energy.

　"Son, can you run now?" Wali asked with concern.

　"I think it should be okay." Rafah did feel much better.

　"That's great! Children recover quickly." The father continued, "Son, I'm going to check on the situation. Now that you can run, you must stay with me, okay?"

　"Okay, Dad." Rafah nodded.

　In this way, the father and son walked one after the other, carefully crossing the two streets. Along the way, there were many injured and dead civilians, abandoned and burning cars, bricks and broken glass all over the ground, and there were almost no intact buildings and infrastructure on the entire street.

　Looking at the door of his home, which was only 40 to 50 meters away, Wali excitedly whispered to his son, "We're almost home, hang in there!"

　Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of a cannonball cutting through the air in the sky, and then it exploded on the road about 20 to 30 meters in front of the father and son on the left, and the exploding shell emitted a thick white smoke.

　The circular area covered by the thick smoke was exactly tangent to the nearest straight line route that the father and son would take to return home.

　Wali thought he was going to be killed by the explosion, but he never thought it was a smoke bomb. He didn't think much about it, but decided to rush into the smoke and run to the door of his house.

　As a result, as soon as he entered the smoke, his eyes and nose suddenly felt hot and burning, causing him to cough violently, "Cough cough cough! Oh no... cough! It's tear gas... gas! Rafah! Cover your mouth and nose! Don't inhale... cough cough cough!"

　Rafah did as he was told, and the father and son stumbled to their doorstep, braving the tear gas.

　As Wali unlocked the door, he shouted, "Rafa, we're home! Come in!" Then he pulled his son toward the door, and after his son entered, he went in himself and closed the door.

　"Ahem...Hadir? Haldir! Are you there?!" As soon as Wali entered the house, he didn't have time to take care of himself and started calling his second son to check on his situation.

　As soon as Hadir heard the noise in the living room, he immediately rushed out of the room and rushed towards his father, and the two hugged each other.

　"Dad, I'm here! Are you all right? I just did as you said. As soon as I heard the bomb explode nearby, I closed all the windows."

　“You do

　That's great, this way we won't be able to inhale that gas... Let's do this for now." Wali patted Hadir's head to show encouragement, then stood up and pulled his two sons, saying, "Come with me to the kitchen, quickly."

　Hadir, who was following behind his father, didn't see his mother and asked his father: "Where is my mother? Where is my mother?"

　Vali swallowed hard, tears welling up in his eyes. "I'm sorry, my dear son. Mom...can't come back."

　"This..." Hadir was a little overwhelmed. He looked at his father who was packing his things and asked in confusion: "Why did those Israeli soldiers do that, Dad?"

　Wali said bitterly, "They think we are accomplices of Hamas! But even if Hamas doesn't attack them this time, will they really let us Palestinians go?"

　Wali took out three gas masks from the cabinet and said, "Hadir, Rafah, take your gas masks. We'll leave after Dad finishes packing."

　As a conflict hotspot, it is understandable that some families with some means and a sense of prevention have these things at home.

　Then Wali went to his room, took out a backpack, put it on the dining table, and took out two walkie-talkies from it and handed them to his two sons.

　"Take the walkie-talkie. If we get separated, we can use it to contact each other. Dad has already tuned the channel, so you can turn it on and use it."

　Haldir looked at his father packing his things and asked sadly, "What would happen if we were targeted by them?"

　Wali sighed and said earnestly, "Being insulted and beaten is the least of your worries. You can only hope they don't shoot you dead, but it seems that's just wishful thinking now."

　Seeing how horrific his father's words were, Hadir began to guess why his mother probably did not come back with his father.

　At this time, Wali had put all the dry food and water into the backpack, zipped it up, put on the backpack, and took his two sons to prepare to go to the doorstep.

　"I don't want to leave..." Hadir was reluctant to leave the warm home where he was born.

　Wali looked at his two children distressedly, slowly squatted down, and patiently persuaded them: "Children, I know that Dad doesn't want to leave either, but we will return home one day, because this is where our ancestors have lived for generations. I promise you."

　Then, Valit patted his eldest son's chest and said, "Especially you, Haldir. You are the older brother. You must be strong for your younger brother, understand? Always keep a clear head. We must live strong, understand?"

　"I...I understand, Dad." Seeing his father encouraging him like this, Hadir felt that he should understand more and share his father's worries.

　Wali was very happy that his son was so sensible. He stood up again and reminded them: "Listen carefully, you must follow me closely outside. Remember!"

　The three of them walked towards the living room door together. When they were two or three meters away from the inner door, suddenly a violent banging sound on the door shook the eardrums of the father and his two sons.