In less than ten minutes, Anai was chatting with the man in the operation room.
The man only thought that they were recruits of the Allied Forces, so he didn't pay too much attention to his words.
Anai asked: "Is the woman we saw just now with you?"
The man was startled for a moment, then used the barrel of the gun to push up the brim of his baseball cap and said, "You mean the pretty one."
Anai nodded, "Yes, that's her. I saw she was holding a gun."
Not only guns, but also lighters that can blow them into ashes in an instant.
"She is ours!" The man gestured upward with his thumb, "Do you understand? She is the one who has the final say here, and we all have to listen to her." The man may have been bored by this place,
Once she opened her mouth, she couldn't hold it back, "Well, these guns and food were all obtained from your commander. Although this broken gun is not very easy to use, as long as it can kill people, it is still good.
Gun. The woman you just met is very capable, but also very cold. She is the lover of our leader and is not someone we dare to make fun of. She shoots very well with her gun!" The man lifted up his clothes.
, pointed to his waist, lowered his voice and said: "There are also explosives tied here."
"What? Explosives!" Anai screamed and immediately covered his mouth, but Mowen shivered and leaned towards Anai.
The man seemed to be very satisfied with the shocking effect. He pointed at the timid Anai and Mo Wen, and smiled disdainfully: "Are you scared now? Then if the assassin calls later, what are you going to do?
Don’t be scared to death! Tsk---------”
Anai was overjoyed, but there was a look of confusion on his face, "The person who was hit? How could the person who was hit be beaten?"
The man raised his index finger and pressed it on his lips, signaling Anai to lower his voice.
He looked around to make sure there was no one else, then lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I secretly heard the leader telling the woman that the assassin would come tonight, and asked her to keep an eye on the plane and the hostages, and wait for him.
After negotiating terms with the commander, we will come back to fight a fierce battle."
After hearing this, Anai was both happy and worried. What he was happy about was that the Chinese would definitely come to rescue their compatriots tonight. What he was worried about was that he and Mo Wen were both on the plane. The atmosphere on the plane was tense now, with machine guns and weapons.
Explosives and gasoline were used. If there was a fight, he and Mo Wen didn't know if they could escape.
Go?
Or stay?
Then, someone made a choice for their future.
Ma Yuejiao had just frightened a group of emotionally unstable hostages. She rubbed her sore forehead and walked back to the operation room.
She felt a little hungry. In addition, she also promised the hostages that she would distribute some food to them immediately.
She won't eat that garbage. What she needs is the exquisite food specially prepared by the chef on the plane for the first-class guests. Only she and Su Mulian can enjoy these foods. This is Su Mulian, her
Men, give her preferential treatment and privileges...
Thinking of Su Mulian, her bright lips painted with lip gloss couldn't help but curl up. In a few hours, their goal would be achieved.
Before coming, she got the promise she had dreamed of. Su Mulian knelt down and swore to the Buddha that he would marry her after achieving his goal.
It is no longer an ambiguous and heart-burning state, but truly recognized by him, declaring her unique identity and status in front of everyone, including the women he supports.
She knew all the secrets of Su Mulian's trip, and knew that his visit to Liancha Lai's mansion was a cover-up and a formality. Su Mulian had long disliked Lian Chalai's old fox.
If we can use the opportunity of hijacking to remove this thorn in the side, country F will surely become Xilian's biggest economic backing from now on.
As for Su Mulian's safety when attending the banquet alone, she is not worried, because Su Mulian's methods are beyond the imagination of ordinary people. She is very confident that she will wait until the moment when he escapes unscathed. At that time, she will be there in person.
The warriors who greeted her triumphantly in front of the airplane spiral staircase.
When pushing the door open, Ma Yuejiao deliberately avoided the explosives tied to her waist.
Although she knew it would not explode easily, she still tried her best to be careful not to let an irreparable tragedy happen to her.
Entering the room, Ma Yuejiao frowned slightly. She pointed at the two Allied soldiers squatting quietly in the corner and asked, "You haven't left yet?"
Anai stood up tremblingly and answered carefully: "We are waiting for the big bucket, the chef is waiting for it."
Ma Yuejiao glanced at the frail Anai, thought for a while, pointed to the two big buckets and said, "Let's do this, you are responsible for feeding the people on the plane, remember! Don't communicate, just feed them, listen.
Do you understand?"
Anai was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "I understand."
She estimated that two skinny boys couldn't carry two such big buckets, so she assigned the male subordinate in the operation room to help.
The three people carried the food bucket and left the operation room.
When the door was closed, Anai heard the man holding the gun mutter in a low voice, "Oh, it's good to be a woman. You can enjoy all the privileges just by relying on the seed in your belly... Tsk!"
"What kind?" Anai asked softly.
The man glared at Anai and made a belly gesture, "Do you understand?"
Anai understands.
It turned out that the woman inside was pregnant.
In the primeval forest, several black shadows were running quickly and at high speed, away from the huge danger that was about to break out behind them.
Suddenly, a tall man in the middle shouted: "Stop!"
Everyone stopped.
The man pointed to the grass next to him and said, "Have a rest before we go."
So everyone sat down.
"Er Mao, how long will it take to get to the border?" The gentle and fair-looking man wiped the sweat from his face and panted slightly and asked a strong man.
"There are still about fifty kilometers, but the road is difficult to walk. It will probably be faster when it gets daylight." The man named Ermao replied.
"oh."
Ermao lowered his head, his expression was tangled for a while, but he couldn't help but ask: "Leader, do you really not care about the people on the plane? Ah... No. No, the commander is still there..."
"I said, no one is allowed to mention her or anything about the plane in the future!" The gentle man's face looked particularly gloomy and cold in the shadow of the trees.
Ermao was unwilling to give in, "But... you can let the brothers escape... without having to die with the plane..."
"Tsk------" the gentle man snorted lightly, and glanced at the two cats with a cold and terrifying gaze, "Are you really stupid, or are you interested in the person inside?"
Ermao's eyes were sharp, and a thin layer of sweat suddenly appeared on the tip of his nose. He lowered his head and said, "I don't dare."
The gentle man raised his lips slightly and said in a cold tone: "Think about it carefully. If our people were not on the plane, would the Allied forces and the Chinese special forces who came later would have easily taken the bait?"