Chapter 16 12.farewell jordan

Those who travel alone go the fastest. — Kipling On the night of January 28, 1991, when I was dormant in Jordan, I finally hoped for a direct order from the photography department. The head of the agency and the editorial office approved my application to enter Israel.It turned out that at the Xinhua News Agency's regular editorial meeting that night, the editor-in-chief Nan Zhenzhong showed my application for biography to Israel.Wang Wenqing, deputy editor-in-chief, said: "Donald Duck's dry grass has dewdrops." Lin Chuan, deputy director of the photography department, took the opportunity to list my loyalty and bravery.It just so happened that Zeng Jianhui, vice president of Xinhua News Agency and deputy director of the Central Propaganda Department, walked in at this time and asked, "Who is going to Israel?" Everyone said: "Donald Duck!" Zeng Jianhui immediately instructed: "Donald Duck! You should go!" 1989 On June 3, Zeng Jianhui took me and several military reporters to interview the cars surrounded by Liubukou.At that time, I went in and out several times to complete the shooting task, which left a deep impression on the old man.Lin Chuan, deputy director of the photography department, yelled at me through an international long-distance call: "Duck, try to be the first Chinese reporter to use Tel Aviv and Jerusalem to send articles. You are a graduate of the Department of International Politics at Peking University, so you should understand our position. I As long as you are quick! Take pictures of 'Scud', 'Patriot' missiles, and the resistance of the Palestinians in the occupied territories." The director Xu Youzhu on the side interjected: "Be careful!"

In the early morning of the next day, the Jordan branch helped me book a flight to Cyprus on February 1.Jordan and Israel are hostile countries, and they have no contacts, not even a phone call.Bloodshed between Arabs and Israeli troops in the Jordan Valley occurs almost every day.It only takes more than two hours to drive from Amman, the capital of Jordan, to Jerusalem in Israel, but the two armies confronted each other, so I had to detour to Cyprus. Cyprus is located in the eastern part of the Mediterranean Sea, at the center of maritime traffic in Asia, Africa and Europe.It is the third largest island in the Mediterranean, mainly composed of Orthodox Greeks and Islamic Turks.

At noon, Xiao Chen from the Jordan branch accompanied me to pick up the plane ticket.At first glance, the war insurance money was actually more expensive than the air ticket itself.The ticket sales lady at the airport said: "The plane may be shot down at any time." When paying the payment, I suddenly found that there was a flight to Larnaca, Cyprus that afternoon, which meant that I could win three days.I request to change to this flight.After calling the chief reporter of the branch, Xiao Chen changed my ticket for me.Xiao Chen said that other people take off after looking at the foothold, but you, a duck, jump into the air and then find a foothold.This flight requires arriving at the airport before 3 o'clock.

When I returned to the branch office, Lao Fu drove a Mercedes-Benz and rushed to the airport. It was already 10:00 and 3:00.Lao Fu drove the car to a speed of 150 kilometers per hour, but was stopped by the police and fined 20 dollars.It was not until we arrived at the airport that the plane was delayed. Refugees line up outside Amman Alia International Airport in Jordan.When a group of Sudanese refugees I met in the Ruweshed refugee camp a week ago shouted in unison: "Sini, Sahafi (China, reporter)!" I couldn't help but picked up the Lycra and pressed two cards.Just as he was about to change his angle, a policeman in a dark gray uniform, a soldier in a red beret, and a soldier in a black beret walked over.The policeman said to me politely: "Good afternoon, sir." I was about to reply, but he caught the camera around my neck unexpectedly.Let me explain in every possible way, to no avail.Facing his naked eyes resembling those of an attempted rapist and the refugees who had nothing to do and followed him, my face turned pale with anger and my hands trembled.I have encountered this kind of thing more than seven or eight times in Jordan. I just secretly hated myself for not having a long memory, hating myself for not being willing to pull a few shots before ejecting the film.Now I can only shed tears for this film. I vaguely remember that this film contains sneak shots of the Iraqi embassy in Jordan, the Air Jordan ticket office and the refugees just now.

It was five hours before take-off, and I was lying on a chair, bored, next to a few Filipino nannies, and a guy who claimed to be a Syrian and now a mercenary in the United States was chattering non-stop in English that no one could understand. Haunted me to explain the difference between Filipinos, Japanese, Koreans and Chinese.I waved my hand impatiently: "Chinese people are the tallest. People like me who are 1.8 meters tall are considered short in China. In other countries, each one is shorter than the other, with bow legs." I was in such a bad mood that I found a luggage cart and pushed my five pieces of luggage inside.A jordanian man with hunchbacked chicken breasts, roe-headed rat eyes, who looked like Avanti who had just lost his donkey rushed to help me push the cart. He yelled at him: "No dollars!" and then left angrily. Sure enough, he didn't want to learn from Lei Feng.

After the three security checks, my gas mask, steel helmet, and bulletproof vest were all over the floor.Gustas, UK TV editor for wTN, came over to help me pack.In return, I told him about the pre-war situation in Baghdad. It took until 9:00 p.m. for the flight that was supposed to take off at 5:00 p.m. to start rolling.After more than an hour of flight, I landed at Larnaca Airport in Cyprus.But until now, I do not have a Cyprus entry visa.Cyprus is a Europeanized country. Since I hold an official passport of the People's Republic of China, I don't need to queue up with the large group of passengers.I first went to the immigration office to apply for an entry visa.My steel helmet and gas mask blocked the customs. I told the immigration office that I came from Baghdad and planned to go to Israel by detour. Due to the rush of time, there was no time to apply for a visa. Please help me enter the country.The immigration officials even said that the problem was not serious, but first they had to tell them about the situation in Iraq and Jordan.A quarter of an hour later, I was able to set foot on the land of Cyprus.