He was a man wearing a large cotton robe from Somalia. He turned around and said with regret, “I can only say that I am sorry, but I have overestimated Ladner’s ability; I did not expect that no one from the group that China sent was resolved.”
“You’re sure that they are real people sent by China?” In a dark corner, a man opened his mouth and spoke fluent English coldly, “but our staff checked their cars and found nothing.”
“I’m not sure, because I haven’t seen them, only your staff have seen them. However, your staff said that they did not see exactly what those people looked like, they always wore sunglasses. Although they took off their sunglasses when they were dining, your staff still didn’t see their faces clearly. Sir, if this isn’t fishy, I can’t think of anyone who could rescue the four hostages.”
The man in the large cotton robe spoke politely, turning away from the bloody sunset. He had a thick beard and a deep profile.
“My auction house is also destroyed now, Sir; I have to leave first. Goodbye, Sir.” Andican leaned slightly toward the man in the dark and left very gentlemanly.
With a cane in his hand, he walked steadily out of the room.
The door was opened and then closed. The man sitting in the dark finally got up, walked to the window slowly, looking in the direction of the sound of gunfire, “Tell them, check the TV station people’s rooms, check every corner carefully.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Someone replied in the dark and silent room and then retreated slowly, leaving only the man standing by the window in the room.
The sun outside was setting gradually, keeping its last light. When the man turned sideways, a ray of sunset shone half of his body, and one could see that the man had brown hair.
On the other side of the city, the pickup truck was crushing the road, with the Browning heavy machine gun opening the road for them. The pirates of the Puntland Group screamed; there was no way to get close to the pickup truck.
Ladner also thought of blocking the road ahead, but they didn’t know which direction the vehicle would go in the next second. They finally managed to block them, but they were so brutally attacked by the bullets of a heavy machine gun.
A fierce special soldier of the Elite Platoon sat on the pickup truck. The front, back, left, and right positions on the pickup truck were all gunned up, and the guns were firing blindly. Ladner’s pirates had no way to get close at all.
The bullets hit the wall, leaving holes that scarred the city. V8, who was operating the heavy machine guns, was battered. As long as he saw a gunner in front, he would roar and shoot, and wherever the bullet passed, it was like hell on earth.
K7 was always in the middle. He leaned sideways to protect the remains of the martyr. No matter how intense the gunshots were in his ears, he always stabilized himself and protected the remains of the martyr.
The wind rolled up dust and blew across the ground. G3, standing in front, threw two grenades at the pickup truck that helped them escape the encirclement. With a “boom” explosion, the pickup truck was swallowed by the fire, and the Elite Platoon successfully left the place. With the remains of the martyr, they finally embarked on the road back to China.
Lin Feng, who had been waiting for ages, finally saw the seven figures walking towards him. His eyes fell on the figure who was guarded by the six other members, and the figure, who was at the back… It was the remains of the sacrificed martyr. After several hours of excitement, seven special soldiers completed their final task through blood and sweat.
There were tears in Lin Feng’s eyes for an instant. Standing next to the helicopter, he saluted the seven figures that came from the darkness.
Good job! They were the proud special soldiers of China!
