Billowing smoke came to his face. Several men with burning clothes screamed their way out of the thick smoke, their hands thumping towards the sky full of despair. They rolled on the ground, finally putting out the fire on their bodies. But the screams didn’t stop.
Some people staggered their way out, step by step, their bodies… bloody.
Lin Feng, who clung to the steering wheel with both hands, was full of anger as he stared straight ahead… As long as he was in this civil strife city, he would always see bloodshed, but the anger in his heart still remained every time he saw the sacrifice of innocent civilians.
Xia Jinyuan, who stared coldly at the scene in front of him, slowly let go of his left hand on the steering wheel. When Lin Feng was backing up just now, he clenched the steering wheel with one hand and ordered Lin Feng to step on the accelerator so that they could reverse all the way.
Otherwise, with Lin Feng’s driving skills, it was impossible for them to reverse hundreds of meters in an instant and escape the explosion point.
Ye Jian’s right hand was already on the car door lock. Seeing the tragic scene ahead, she said dumbly, “Q King…”
She wanted to ask if she could go and help.
Xia Jinyuan’s cold eyes were also looking forward. After a long time, he loosened his clenched fists and spat out cold words, “Get out of the car, bring the innocents away from danger!”
They were not saviors, nor could they be saviors… But if possible, if time permitted, they would still help the civilians affected by the war as much as possible.
Ye Jian had already rushed out of the jeep and went straight to a young mother who was holding a child in her arms. She did not speak; she just took the child from the young mother’s hand and quickly put the child in a safe place.
The members of the Elite Platoon joined the rescue, but they could only move the injured to a safe place; there was…nothing else they could do.
Soon, the international non-governmental rescue organizations arrived, and people of different skin colors, faces, and different countries participated in the rescue. After the gunfire, there was finally warmth, and this warmth was exactly what the civilians needed.
“Retreat.”
The special soldiers of the Elite Platoon, who participated in the rescue for half an hour, jumped back into their jeep and left after their Captain’s command.
Someone stared at the figure of a white man jumping into the jeep from a distance, with a little bit of inquiry in his eyes.
When did those TV station reporters leave the hotel? Why weren’t they notified about it?
Inside the jeep, V8’s sight kept falling to the white man standing next to the ruins, who looked unusually different. He pressed the corner of his mouth and told his comrades, “I saw the hotel manager, standing next to a pile of ruins on the left side of the street.”
Yesterday, when V8 was walking in the hotel, he had a little chat with the white manager, so he couldn’t be mistaken.
He was the only one who saw the hotel manager, so his comrades all casted their gazes at the hotel manager when they heard his words.
The white man stood at the side, not knowing that the people in the jeep had noticed him. When he watched the jeep drive out, he lowered his head and spoke to one of the black men standing next to him.
“Go back to the hotel.” Xia Jinyuan retracted his gaze, a layer of ice-cold light in his deep eyes. He had been thinking…why did the pirates of the Puntland Group kidnap the four Chinese scientists.
If, according to his previous guesses, that they had some purposes, then who was behind it? Or which country was behind it?
A white man’s hotel and a group of white workers, and they all could speak fluent English appeared in the riot zone at this time. They only stood aside and watched their jeeps from afar, and now they were giving orders to their black subordinates… No, it wasn’t him thinking too much, but the white manager who showed up at the wrong time.
