"Joseph, don't change the script randomly! What nonsense are you going to do if a mercenary leader is hung on the barrel of a gun? Are you rebelling? And Lao Wang, brother, what are you, a producer, doing with them?

?”

The assistant director took the loudspeaker and shouted over there.

The hooded militant standing on the tank was stunned for a moment. Although he couldn't understand what the assistant director was shouting, the tone didn't sound right, right?

"Bang bang bang!"

The militants were annoyed and fired several shots into the air as a warning.

"I'm shooting NMB! Stop it all! Brushing your crotch! Brushing your crotch! It's all fucking chaos..."

The assistant director was cursing, feeling that his authority in the crew had been challenged. In the end, he had no choice but to turn around and complain to Yang Jie: "Brother Jie, I can't handle it anymore, these people are messing around! Where the hell did they find these?

You're an extra, why don't you listen to the command..."

"..." Yang Jie.

"..." Han Lan.

"Aribati, hold your head and squat down!" the leader of the militants behind shouted to the crew in English with a thick accent.

A group of men had already rushed in with guns and ammunition, and drove them to the campfire like sheep.

"Brother Jie, we met a real guy..." Han Lan looked down at the black men in camouflage uniforms who were pointing guns at them and ordering them to come down, the corners of Han Lan's mouth twitching slightly.

"Robbery gang?"

"Green cloth strips."

"WTF?"

"Bang!" Before Han Lan could explain in detail, a local extra wanted to escape and was shot to death.

"ah"

After seeing the real blood, the scene immediately lost control. Some people squatted down holding their heads and did not dare to move rashly, while others screamed and ran outside.

"Bang bang bang..."

The militants opened fire without hesitation, and with every gunshot, one of the escaping hostages was killed.

"No! Don't!" Yang Jie was a little anxious.

With a "bang", a bullet hit the iron railing in front of him.

"E down! Look down!" (e down) the militants at the bottom warned again in English with a very heavy accent.

On the other side, after killing several people in a row, no one finally dared to move rashly anymore. They all squatted next to the bonfire with their heads in their hands.

The security personnel hired by the crew resisted for a while but their guns were surrendered.

If these people attacked from outside, they could still resist, but now the militants have rushed in and taken hostages. They can't use their abilities at all. They can't turn the factory into a battlefield regardless of their employer's life and death, right?

Moreover, they probably also saw that these people were not ordinary militants.

Han Lan and Yang Jie also came down from the iron frame with their hands raised, and happened to see Lee Myung-bak squatting in the crowd and looking up at him. Han Lan shook his head slightly, indicating that he should not act rashly, and then squatted down with the rest of the crew while holding his head.

together.

Han Lan is not a god. In this situation, he cannot jump down, grab the gun and kill everyone like in the movie. Just wait for the opportunity silently.

The militants are relatively at ease with these non-combatants who pose no threat. They can just gather them around the campfire and have someone watch them.

After the crew's security personnel were disarmed, they were tied up with ropes to prevent anyone from jumping out to show off their skills.

"Han Lan, I'm scared..." The makeup artist didn't know how to find Han Lan, so she cried and cried close to Han Lan.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. Look over there..."

The make-up artist followed Han Lan's gaze and found that the assistant director who had yelled at the militants just now had been released after just being beaten, and was squatting with his head in his arms like them.

"Even though they killed very fiercely just now, if you look carefully you will find that they killed all local people. Among the people who escaped just now were Chinese, but they could only send soldiers to catch up and capture them.

The most you can do is give him a beating, and you don’t dare to shoot and kill people randomly." Han Lan reminded in a low voice.

The people around him listened to his words, and a few brave ones couldn't help but look at the corpses not far away, and found that they were all extras recruited locally. No one was brought over from China by the crew.

If something happened, the assistant director would probably be the most seriously injured.

"It's not just the Chinese. Look at the security guards. They all shot back. Now it's okay. Because they are white." Han Lan reminded in a low voice.

When everyone saw that this was really the case, they felt a little more at ease.

Yang Jie frowned slightly and asked in a low voice: "Brother Han, just now you said they are...soldiers?"

"Well, they are all professionally trained. They are different from the crooked melons and cracked dates we met in the slums. And look at the green strips of cloth tied on their bodies..."

Yang Jie cautiously raised his head and glanced around, and found that each militant had a green cloth strip tied on his arm, and a few of them even tied it on their head.

"As far as I know, the most active KB organization in East Africa uses green cloth strips as its logo, and internationally they also use green cloth strips as their code name. This organization used to be loyal to those who did not turn on the lights, but the result was not

After the lamp was turned off, he fled here to establish his own business."

Han Lan knew this organization quite well. She had business dealings with them in the past and took money from them to help raid the military base of Ken country. After attacking the military base, Ken was not happy and gave him a super double of the money.

So, Han Lan led people to take down their headquarters.

But in this life, Green Cloth Strips has lived quite a happy life? He has gained a lot of courage, and he actually dares to come and take advantage of the Chinese crew?

At this time, the green cloth band sent a person who spoke the best English to stand up, pointed and shouted at the top of his voice: "People from Huaguo, squat over here! People from Kendi, squat over here!"

Classification has begun.

There was no way he could get away with it despite his skin color. Several soldiers came up and kicked and smashed them, and they quickly divided the hostages into two groups.

Joseph and Lao Wang, who had gone to pick up the goods before, were also brought here.

Lao Wang and other Chinese employees were thrown into the crowd and squatted with the rest of the crew.

Joseph was classified as a security guard, and hung together on an iron frame in a bundle. Perhaps he felt that Joseph was taller and looked like a security guard, so he was more of a threat.

Lee Myung-bak, who was also tall and tall, was not noticed because he was mingling with the crew. He hunched over and squatted silently behind Han Lan.

"Are you planning to kidnap us and ask for ransom?" Chen Kang came over and asked Han Lan in a low voice.

Unknowingly, Han Lan has become their backbone. Seeing the calmness on Han Lan's face, everyone felt a lot more at ease.

Han Lan shook his head: "I don't know, but they have never kidnapped Chinese people before. If they are short of money, they will most likely kidnap white people or rich people from the north. On the one hand, the Chinese are honest and do not provoke them very much; on the other hand, the Chinese are too

If they hold a grudge, they will be easily retaliated in the future, and they are also the kind of pranksters. Compared with China, they would rather fight hard with the Lighthouse State. Anyway, KB elements have basically fought against the Lighthouse State, and there are many cases and experiences that can be used for reference.

Rich."

"..." Yang Jie.

"..." Chen Kang.

"The reason he dared to risk kidnapping us this time is probably not just for money. I'm afraid he has other demands."
Chapter completed!