Ding Xu was shocked when he heard this, "What a guy, is this war?"

"This trip is dangerous, and no one knows whether we can return to Juba smoothly, so before leaving, we took a photo together in the restaurant and prepared to go to Boer."

Unexpectedly, due to the ongoing airport control, no aircraft was allowed to take off that day, so this task was cancelled for objective reasons and we returned to the dormitory of the United Nations operating base.

This day was July      9th     Juba City was very quiet all day, and we had a rare sleep that night. Just as everyone was relieved, we had the most thrilling day in South Sudan.

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As soon as I walked out of the prefabricated house, I suddenly heard a "swoosh" sound in my ears. Before I could react, a shell exploded about one or two hundred meters away from us. With a "bang", everyone was shocked to the ground by the huge vibration!

The co-pilot philip     Standing in front of me, squatting on the ground with his head in his arms, rolling and crawling into the room, and running and saying: Mammy Mia, Mammy Mia! My God!

Then one after another, bombs were thrown over, and countless shells fell around the entire peacekeeping soldier camp. Bullets suddenly flew everywhere near the airport because the airport was controlled by the president's army, and the vice president's group of people were in the city and wanted to capture the airport.

At this time, we can still see that after receiving military training experience, after all of us hid back to the room, we first did it to pull the curtains, turn off the lights, push all the beds up, push against the walls in the room, and then hugged our heads and slapped on the ground. It was dawn outside, but the inside of the room was pitch black.

Listening to the sound of shells exploded outside, it was the first time I realized that I might die here. If any shell hits us, I will definitely die.

Sadly, at the verge of death, I didn’t even know who to send a message to or call me. I couldn’t tell my parents because I went to South Sudan from 15 to 18 to 18. At this time, I told my parents that they could do nothing and could only cry in bed and worry about me.

So I posted a WeChat Moments, hoping to update the status from time to time every day to tell everyone whether I am still alive in South Sudan. I also sent a WeChat message to a Chinese friend in Germany, and I gave him two phone numbers, one was the phone number of my colleague in my company and the other was the phone number of my family in China.

I told my friend that if you don’t see any updates on my WeChat message in three days, it will definitely mean that I am dead. You call my colleague first, and he will tell you why I am in South Sudan, what I do in South Sudan, and what I have experienced in the past few days. Then you call my parents and tell them that I love them.

Then I turned off the phone!

I could neither tell my parents nor my girlfriend. I watched people around me call my family and send messages to my girlfriend. When Thomas sent messages to his mother and girlfriend, the screen of my phone was covered with tears. I was lying there, my mind was blank. I didn't know what to do, so I could only pray.

I started counting one shot after another, praying that this shot would not hit me and that shot would not hit me. I guess the shell would be hit for three or four minutes before it would end slowly.

That may be the longest three or four minutes of my life. In these three or four minutes, I can't count how many shells fell.

I have said many times before that I am not afraid of death!

But at that time I realized that if death comes very quickly and you have no time to react, you may not be afraid. When will people be most afraid?

When you have the right to choose, everyone will choose to survive at that time.

That was really the most feared time in my life so far.

Half a minute after the attack stopped, UN staff evacuated everyone to a temporary shelter in another place. It was a small space built by seven or eight containers. There were about three or four hundred UN and other staff members of the organization. They all escaped this disaster, but through the news from the walkie-talkie, I realized that not everyone was as lucky as us.

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One died on the spot, and four were seriously injured.

The whole audience fell silent, and soldiers were always worthy of respect because they silently protected the people with their lives, whether it was their own country or not.

And one of the four seriously injured soldiers, one of whom had no blood bags, bleeded too much to death because they were not in their place. I was thinking in my mind that if I were their comrades-in-arms and watching the wounded lying on the bed bleeding constantly, I could do nothing and could only watch him die. This would be too painful.

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I and a few others pried open the container next to me and hid inside the container, but the container was full of garbage and everyone's urine all day long. Because I couldn't go out to the toilet, everyone urinated in the drinking mineral water bottle and threw the mineral water bottle in the container.

I originally thought that I could just make do with it for one night, but after standing in it for a few minutes, I couldn’t bear it. Not to mention the sultry, humid and smelly smell, it would be very uncomfortable to look at those things. How to make it this night?

I called two peacekeeping soldiers I just met that day and asked them if there was a place to stay. Coincidentally, they had a room vacated because they were going to move, and the keys had not been handed over. There was a prefabricated house with twelve or three square meters. They said that we could live there first tonight.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and finally got tonight. I put down the phone and told several others that tonight, a friend of a peacekeeping soldier provided us with temporary residence and we could go to that place.

I gave the group of people a thumbs up and said that we are awesome in China!

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After hearing this news, I quickly called the embassy and explained the situation and told them that they might be able to transfer several peacekeeping soldiers injured yesterday through the German embassy to receive treatment as soon as possible.

Although there was no accurate news at around 10 o'clock in the evening, it was basically confirmed that the war was over, the president won, and the vice president was beaten away again.

Why do you say so?

Because the locals have a tradition that whenever there is a holiday or a war like this, they have only one way to celebrate, which is free     shooting.

We kept firing at the sky with a gun. That night we heard this way of celebration!
Chapter completed!