The Thirteenth Regiment of the French Foreign Legion is stationed in Djibouti at the corner of the Red Sea. It is the French regiment closest to the scene of the incident. Their appearance made the refugees rejoice and rekindled their hope of survival. However, after the ecstasy, everyone discovered that
There are only five light wheeled armored vehicles and a dozen foreign legionnaires...
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Without further ado, everyone immediately headed for the airport. The armored vehicles of the Foreign Legion were responsible for leading the way and rearing up. Looking at the red, blue and white flag, the Wendu militiamen only dared to follow but did not dare to approach. There were no dangers along the way, and finally
Arrive at San Juan International Airport.
The airport has been taken over by the Foreign Legion. Legionnaires wearing French camouflage combat uniforms and berets are standing guard at the entrance of the terminal with F rifles. The refugees leave their cars at the door and swarm in, followed by the militiamen.
Come, just crowd around the entrance of the terminal and watch eagerly.
After entering the airport, Liu Ziguang discovered that something was wrong. There were only two aircraft parked on the runway, both of which were C130 Hercules transport aircraft of the French Air Force. This tactical transport aircraft can only carry one hundred and twenty soldiers. Even if it is overloaded, it can only carry 120 soldiers.
It could have put thirty or forty more people in, but now there are a total of 1,500 refugees at the airport!
The facilities at San Juan Airport are old and the runway is in disrepair. It cannot take off and land large jets. It is correct to choose this kind of military transport aircraft that can take off and land on field runways, but the military did not consider that there would be so many refugees.
, seeing the dark crowd, the judge in charge of the rescue mission was also dumbfounded.
After a brief communication with the headquarters, the major made the decision that people holding foreign passports and the elderly, weak, women and children would be given priority to board the plane, while the others would wait for the next batch of rescuers.
As soon as this decision came out, the refugees were in an uproar. Everyone knew what would happen if they stayed at this moment. The thousands of Wendu militiamen outside would never allow them to leave alive. They would just wait for the French soldiers to leave.
They will rush in and chop the refugees into pieces.
In desperation, the soldiers of the Foreign Legion had to build a human wall to protect the white people who had priority to board the plane. Passengers holding European passports hurried to the plane dragging their luggage. George Wood held the little black child in his arms and dragged his luggage with his hands as he walked.
While looking back, Anna looked back with tears from time to time, looking helplessly at the poor refugees.
The soldier raised his rifle and shouted: "gogogo!" to instruct the passengers to board the plane. At the same time, he opened the tail door of another plane and drove the Panhard armored reconnaissance vehicle aboard.
Liu Ziguang immediately understood that the Foreign Legion was about to evacuate, and they would not care about the lives of these Kaye black people. Evacuating European refugees was their first task.
As an organized organization, the Chinese Foreign Aid Medical Team has been rescuing the wounded and sick among the refugees instead of scrambling to board the plane. When it was their turn, there were only a few seats left on the plane.
The judge looked at his watch and urged them: "Hurry, there are five more places."
But there were twenty people in the medical team, including six female doctors and nurses. At the critical moment, Fang Fei stood up and said: "Sisters, you go, I will stay!"
"No, I'll stay and you go!" Captain Gu immediately objected.
"Captain Gu, please go. Your husband and daughter are still waiting for you at home. It's fine for me to stay with him." Fang Fei said, pulling Liu Ziguang's arm with a satisfied look on her face.
"I am the leader of the medical team. I am responsible for everyone's safety. How can I go first?" Captain Gu insisted.
"Lao Gu, let's go, I'm here." Wang Guozhong made the final decision and pushed Gu Xiuying onto the plane without any explanation, only to find that Mai Jiaxuan had already taken the first step and occupied the last position.
"Mai Jiaxuan, why did you get up there? Come down quickly and let the lesbians get up." Wang Guozhong scolded sternly.
"You want to be a hero, but I won't do it. No one wants me to go down." Mai Jiaxuan shouted like crazy. As soon as he finished speaking, a foreign legion soldier kicked him down and cursed.
Coward, reach out and pull Captain Gu up.
The propellers of the Hercules transport plane had already started spinning. After the crew closed the door, the plane began to taxi. Mai Jiaxuan ran wildly behind and cried: "Don't leave me, I don't want to stay here!"
The French soldiers left, the Europeans left, and only African-American refugees and the Chinese medical team were left on the empty airport. The Wendu militiamen slowly approached, with cruel faces close at hand, and the machete on the
The cold light makes people feel chilly.
Fang Fei couldn't help but hold Liu Ziguang's hand and asked him in a trembling voice: "What should we do now?"
Liu Ziguang held Fang Fei's hand tightly and said, "What else can I do? Run!"
After saying that, he took the lead and pulled Fang Fei and ran towards the end of the runway. The refugees also dispersed and fled in all directions. The Wendu militiamen were finally able to kill without restraint.
All the comrades in the medical team followed Liu Ziguang and ran wildly. There was only one female comrade, Fang Fei, and the rest were strong men who moved quickly. Only Mai Jiaxuan, whose legs were weak from fear, was far away.
Falling far behind, he wailed for others to help him, but because he was usually domineering and selfish, no one paid attention to him.
The Wendu militiamen chased after Mai Jiaxuan, and the machete fell hard. Poor Doctor Mai turned into a pile of meat in just a few minutes.
Those refugees who couldn't run were chased and hacked to death by the militiamen, and their belongings were robbed. There were screams at the airport, turning it into a hell on earth.
More refugees followed Liu Ziguang and the others and ran towards the end of the airport runway, because there was a primitive jungle. Once they entered the jungle, it was difficult for the militiamen to chase them. They ran panting and looked back at the pursuers from time to time. Those Wendu
The tribal militiamen chased them leisurely, like a cat teasing a mouse, with the intention of playing with them.
"I...I can't run anymore." Fang Fei suddenly stopped, her face turned red and she was panting. Liu Ziguang encouraged: "Keep on holding on, we're almost there."
"My lungs are going to explode. I can't run anymore." Fang Fei waved her hands with a look of pain on her face. Without saying a word, Liu Ziguang picked up Fang Fei and put it on his shoulders and continued running.
This group of refugees finally reached the end of the runway, but they all stopped and shouted in horror.
A large, dark group of people emerged from the jungle, wearing different clothes and weapons. Some were wearing cheap Chinese textiles, some were wearing tribal grass skirts, some were holding bows, arrows and spears, and some were holding AK47s.
It's the militia! They actually planted an ambush here. Now the last hope of the refugees was shattered. Exhausted, they sat on the ground and stopped running. They resigned to their fate and were slaughtered.
"Liu Ziguang, are we going to die?" Fang Fei hugged Liu Ziguang's neck tightly and asked with a cry in her voice.
"No, silly girl, hold me tight!" Liu Ziguang was crying in his heart. He was not Changshan Zhao Zilong. He could kill seven in and seven out of an army of ten thousand horses. He was lucky to be able to save Fang Fei and rush out. The rest
The medical team members and refugees are left to fend for themselves.
The militiamen who rushed out of the jungle looked ferocious, with white and red paint on their faces, and swooped over waving weapons. Liu Ziguang was about to raise his gun when suddenly a familiar face appeared in front of him, it was Chen Martin!
Liu Ziguang put down the gun, took a deep breath and said, "I'm saved."
The Kaye rebels finally arrived.
In the past two days, the Wendu militiamen had been dealing with unarmed innocent people. They killed them just like killing chickens and sheep. Suddenly they encountered the Kaye rebels who were full of hatred. They couldn't turn around for a while. They were killed.
Caught off guard, many militiamen were hacked to death on the spot, and the rest immediately dispersed.
Accompanying Chen Martin was Li Jianguo, a former high-ranking noncommissioned officer of the People's Liberation Army's Special Forces dressed like an authentic Rhodesian light infantry, with a bunny hat, British leaf camouflage uniform, fnfal carbine, sunglasses covering his face, and his mouth
There was still a cigarette in his mouth.
When old comrades met, there was no need to talk nonsense, just a warm hug. Fang Fei's eyes widened and she asked: "Aren't you the one who grilled mutton skewers at Jiangbei Night Market?"
Li Jianguo laughed, patted Liu Ziguang's shoulder and moved aside without explaining anything.
"Okay, let's see how to get out of here." Liu Ziguang picked up the rifle and pulled Fang Fei towards the hangar. San Juan International Airport has three arched hangars, and the doors are hung with huge iron locks.
He raised his rifle and knocked off the iron lock, opened the hangar door and saw a small Cessna propeller aircraft parked inside.
Such a small aircraft was definitely not enough to meet the needs, so he opened the second hangar. There were three dusty refueling trucks parked inside. It seemed that they had not been used for a long time.
Finally, a usable large aircraft was found in the third hangar. It was the Old Jenny that Liu Ziguang flew on. The DC3 fuselage painting had not been changed. It seemed that the work efficiency of the military government was very low.
"Wow! What a beautiful airplane." Fang Fei covered her mouth and exclaimed.
Liu Ziguang stretched out his fingers and made a silent gesture. He picked up the rifle and tiptoed to a door in the corner of the hangar. Suddenly he kicked the door open with his foot and rushed in with the gun in hand.
In the small tool room, old Mulligan was struggling in vain with his hands and feet tied up and a rag stuffed in his mouth.
Seeing that it was Liu Ziguang who came in, Mulligan stopped struggling, his eyes were filled with anticipation. Liu Ziguang shouldered his gun and said with a smile: "Mulligan, I didn't expect us to meet again. Do you mind driving old Jenny to send us away from this place?"
What a hell place."
Mulligan nodded wildly, Liu Ziguang took out the rag from his mouth and cut the rope. Mulligan began to curse the black police at the airport, saying that these gangsters were unreasonable and actually confiscated old Jenny without any explanation and even injured him.
So much so.
Fang Fei appeared at the door and looked at the chattering old white man curiously. Mulligan looked at Fang Fei and asked: "This is your girlfriend. She is such a lovely beauty. If I were you, I would be so crazy."
of."
Liu Ziguang and Mulligan worked together. The killings on the runway had come to an end. The Wendu militiamen had been driven away completely. The pools of blood on the asphalt runway were shocking. The comrades of the medical team used washbasins to remove Mai Jiaxuan's body.
He pretended to be a co-worker, and even if he died, he would be taken back to his country.
With the help of black refugees, the bodies and luggage on the runway were cleared, the DC3 was filled with fuel, and the entire medical team boarded the plane, but Liu Ziguang chose to stay.
"I want to go see our property." Liu Ziguang said, gently wiping the tears on Fang Fei's face.
"It's too dangerous here. Come back as soon as possible. I'll wait for you at home." Fang Fei said with her face raised, her little pear-shaped face was endearing.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine. I have a kebab guy with me." Liu Ziguang winked, pinched Fang Fei's cheek, turned to Mulligan and said, "I'm sorry I don't have money to pay you. I want to
You will like this."
As he said that, he took off the IWC pilot watch from his wrist and handed it to him. Mulligan was not polite and took it and said: "I regard it as a gift from you. You don't object. As for the reward, let him go to hell."
Go ahead."
The old-fashioned Douglas DC3 passenger plane took to the sky. The foreign aid medical team finally ended its trip to the African jungle and embarked on the road home. This experience before leaving will be unforgettable for everyone.