It was already 4 o'clock in the morning when Hasselblad and Li Zheng returned to SG.
It was finally a safe journey.
Although he was shot twice, fortunately he was riding in a bulletproof car and he was not seriously injured.
However, Zhang Jian was very worried about his safety. Less than two hours and almost ten minutes after leaving, the team contacted Li Zheng once to make sure they were still alive.
No wonder, in this environment, everyone is worried about safety issues.
After the oil pipe was welded, I tried it by bumping it and found that it fit just right.
Start the minibus, and the smooth engine sound is exciting.
Zhang Jian squatted in front of the engine and looked at it for a while, clapped his hands and said, "Okay! Get everyone started immediately!"
"etc!"
Li Zheng suddenly stopped Zhang Jian.
He looked at Hasselblad and then at Zhang Jian.
"Is there anything else?" Zhang Jian asked.
Li Zheng said: "I suggest we leave at dawn."
"What?" Zhang Jian was a little surprised: "There are still at least two hours before dawn. It is dangerous to wait here for one more minute."
Li Zheng said: "Come here."
Zhang Jian followed Li Zheng to the courtyard full of doubts.
Li Zheng pointed at Hasselblad's bulletproof off-road vehicle and said, "Look at it."
Zhang Jian took a look and found three bullet holes in the car.
One on the windshield and two on the door.
The two bullet marks on the door were on the passenger side, where Li Zheng was.
If it was an ordinary vehicle, he would definitely be injured.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Jian said, "You were shot, are you scared?"
Li Zheng said: "I'm not afraid of gunfire, but do you think other two cars like Hasselblad can protect against such 7.62 bullets?"
Of course not!
Zhang Jian naturally knew it in his heart.
In the face of 7.62-caliber bullets, the sheet metal of ordinary cars is the same as that of Zhihu, and it is not a problem to penetrate two car doors.
"Li Zheng, what do you mean? Are you looking for a bulletproof vehicle? Where can I find such a big bulletproof vehicle?"
Zhang Jian pointed at CMB.
"There's no time, let's go now!"
Li Zheng said: "You can leave, but you must make some modifications on the minibus. Pile some wooden boards and sandbags in the carriage. It will be much safer if people hide behind the sandbags and wooden boards. Even if the bullet hits, the chance of injury will be lower."
It will also be reduced a lot. Also, I suggest leaving at dawn because the city is in chaos right now. We were shot three times just now and we don’t even know where anyone is. Can you guarantee that we won’t be attacked if we drive out now?
Shooting?"
Zhang Jian was speechless.
Lin Yue said: "Isn't it the same during the day?"
Li Zheng said: "It's different. There are gunmen everywhere in the city now. Sometimes when they see a vehicle, they will come by. But during the day, they can see clearly what kind of vehicle it is. At least they have some scruples. Is there a flag in the sg? Let's
We put up all the flags and put them in the most conspicuous places. We just want to show our identity and let them know who we are, so that they will have some scruples before shooting."
Lin Yue has been working at SG here all year round, and Li Zheng's words gave him a feeling of enlightenment.
"That's right, our relationship here is pretty good. Neither the HS armed forces nor the ZFJ have any ill intentions toward us. What's more, from the XX perspective, they are not willing to provoke us and put up flags... What a good idea!"
He turned back to Chen Haoran and said, "Secretary Chen, I agree with Li Zheng's idea. How do you feel about it?"
Secretary Chen frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "Based on my understanding of this place, I think it's feasible. They don't want to provoke us. Many times they may not know who we are when they fire. In fact, we are more worried about cold shots."
And stray bullets, if we really meet them, it won’t be difficult for us to identify themselves face to face.”
"You all agree?"
Zhang Jian asked Lin Yue and Chen Haoran.
The latter two nodded at the same time.
"Okay!" Zhang Jian said, "My duty is to protect you. If you decide how to evacuate, we will follow."
Hasselblad said: "Now that you have decided, I will provide you with the latest situation and route planning. If you encounter any checkpoints on the way, I will find a way to deal with it. Don't worry."
"Then what are you waiting for now?" Li Zheng said, "Hurry up and modify the car."
Just do what everyone says.
People in the basement were also mobilized.
Everyone searched slowly, mainly looking for sandbags, wooden boards, iron plates and the like. Some people even removed the legs of the dining table and moved it directly to the car.
As for sandbags, they are easy to find.
In the early days of the war in Sana'a, for safety reasons, a large number of sandbags, each weighing thirty kilograms, were piled on the balconies and window sills of the building as well as in key locations in the yard. They could just be moved to the car and stacked.
In this way, the advantage is that the protection capability is improved, but the load is increased, so it cannot be added more. It is mainly placed on the sides of the car and at the rear of the car. The most dangerous position in the entire car is the driver's position.
After everything was taken care of, everyone drank some water, ate something, and went to the toilet. In the next four hours, there would probably be no time for anyone to go to the toilet.
Just after six o'clock, the sky was slightly bright.
Zhang Jian stood up from his chair, looked at his watch, and said to the rest of the team: "It's time, get people in the car and let's go!"
The two children among the evacuees were taken to the Hasselblad bulletproof SUV and sat in the back seat.
The first car on the road was replaced by the ordinary old Toyota that Chen Mi drove from Hudaydah Port, and the minibus was at the end.
Qiang Yong was the driver of the minibus. Hasselblad and Li Zheng went to the first car. The driver of the second car was handed over to Chen Mi, who was more familiar with the situation here.
After everything was done, Zhang Jian opened the sg gate, waved his hand, and the first car of Hasselblad and Li Zheng slowly drove out.
After the two cars in front left the door, Zhang Jian jumped on the last minibus and sat in the passenger seat.
Qiang Yong held the steering wheel and glanced in Zhang Jian's direction.
Zhang Jian nodded towards him.
it is more than words.
In the lead car, Hasselblad kept looking around at the old Toyota's cab, constantly commenting on the gap between this car and his own car.
Finally, he asked Li Zheng: "Li, we are the most dangerous people in the team."
He raised one hand and made a shooting gesture.
"If someone shoots at us, without bulletproof glass and laminated glass, we will be beaten into a hornet's nest."
Li Zheng asked: "Are you scared?"
Hasselblad said: "I am an employee of PMC Company. Do you understand? As you often call mercenaries, our income is directly proportional to the risk. Do you know how much bonus our boss will give us for this mission?"
Li Zheng asked curiously: "How much?"
Hasselblad said: "As long as you successfully complete the mission and deliver you safely to the port of Aden, you can get this number——"
He gestured with a number.
Li Zheng asked: "One hundred thousand?"
Hasselblad said: "Of course, if something goes wrong along the way, money will also be deducted. For example, if someone is injured, 20,000 will be deducted for each injury."
It was the first time that Li Zheng heard about PMC's pricing model, and it seemed quite new to him.
Hasselblad suddenly asked: "Li, how much salary do you have?"
Li Zheng said: "It's far behind you. The subsidy for our escort for a few months is only equivalent to 20,000 U.S. dollars, which is usually not that much."
Hasselblad asked: "How many months?"
"More than three months." Li Zheng nodded.
Hasselblad suddenly laughed: "A few thousand dollars a month is worth risking your life like this?"
Li Zheng said: "The nature is different and cannot be measured by money."
Hasselblad was stunned for a moment and suddenly said: "You are really similar to my boss. Are all the people over there like this..."
Li Zheng asked: "What is the similarity? Is it possible that he still says such things?"
"Of course not." Hasselblad thought for a while, seemed to make some comparisons in his mind, and finally said: "The tone, the tone of speaking, and the look in your eyes... are very similar."
While the two were talking, the motorcade drove off the road where SG was located and turned onto the main road in Sana'a. From here, walking south, it would only take twenty minutes to leave the city.