Was this the real Xiao Luo?
Tang Wantian was deep in thought. She sat in her seat and quietly looked at the man beside her. His sharp eyes and handsome face were so familiar, yet so unfamiliar. She realized that this man was the most mysterious and unfathomable person in her circle of university classmates.
At around 14 p.m., they finally arrived at their destination — Stantine City!
Stantine City had already been attacked by artillery. The shops, buildings, roads … … were all destroyed. There were bullet holes, craters, and bricks everywhere. Rather than calling it a city, it was better to call it a ruin. Desolation was the main theme of this place.
When the Special Operations team arrived, they encountered the government soldiers in light-colored military uniforms. They defeated the rebels and took back the city. They were very friendly to the Hua soldiers. When they heard about the Special Operations team's purpose for coming, the highest commander of the government soldiers enthusiastically led them to the Xiahe Electronics Manufacturing Factory, where more than 50 Hua compatriots were located.
"Have you seen this Mei Nation woman?"
Xiao Luo spoke in Libyan to the Libyan government soldier who was acting as their guide. He took out Sarah Palin's pistol. He took out a picture of Michelle.
The man had introduced himself to Xiao Luo and the others earlier. He was a Staff Sergeant named Khamis, and he was the Libyan who looked the most Asian they had met along the way.
Hamis carefully looked at the picture in Xiao Luo's hand, then shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, but we haven't seen her. We haven't even met anyone from the Mei Nation. When we learned that war was going to break out here, the Mei Nation's embassy was closed and they led their people out of our country."
"Thank you."
Xiao Luo put the picture back. Although the man did not provide any substantial help, he still thanked him.
"You're welcome. It's my pleasure," Hamis said with a smile.
Xiao Luo could speak fluent Libyan?!
Tang Wantian was stunned. Xiao Luo's abilities were beyond her imagination, but she quickly recovered when she saw the picture in Xiao Luo's hand. She asked carefully, "Xiao Luo, are you looking for Sarah? Michelle? "
Xiao Luo turned his head and asked in surprise, "You know her?"
He could guess that Tang Wantian had recognized Sarah in the picture. Michelle.
Tang Wantian nodded and said, "She's a famous person in the world of journalists. As a woman, she can be found in places where wars break out all over the world. There's not a single journalist who doesn't admire her. She's young, but she's a role model in the world of journalists. She's brave, fearless, and dauntless. My decision to come to Libya was largely due to her influence."
"That's why I said you're stupid. She has the powerful Michelle family backing her, and she's here in a war zone to take pictures for news. She has at least a dozen well-trained bodyguards with loaded guns. But you came here alone. It's like walking on a tightrope. She has a safety rope, but you don't. If you make a mistake, you'll be smashed to pieces. Do you understand?" Xiao Luo couldn't help but reprimand her again.
Tang Wantian's face turned red when she heard what Xiao Luo said. It was true, but it proved that she was too naive and stupid. If it weren't for God's blessing, she would have been humiliated and tortured to death. Just thinking about it made her shiver in fear.
"We're here!"
Hamis reminded them as he looked in front of them in a friendly manner.
The convoy stopped, and Jiang Zhiming and the rest alighted. The wounded had been injected with anti-inflammatory and painkillers, and they were waiting to pick up more than 50 of their compatriots in the factory before returning to the coastal base.
The factory in front of them was no different from the factory in Hua City. The main gate was equipped with an electric sliding door, but it was rotten, and the gap was large enough to fit a large truck. The security guard booth next to it had been hit by a bomb, and there was a huge hole in it. Cracks spread out like a spider web around the hole, and the ground was littered with broken bricks.
Hamis took the lead and walked in, followed by Xiao Luo and Jiang Zhiming.
"My friends from Hua City, your compatriots are in the building in front of us. My stomach doesn't feel well, so I'm going to the toilet. Please go ahead and welcome your compatriots."
Hamis suddenly clutched his stomach and said with a pained expression. After he finished speaking, he turned around and hurried down a side path without waiting for Xiao Luo and Jiang Zhiming's response.
"Are you kidding me? Are the Libyan soldiers really that weak? Diarrhea? That's embarrassing! "Kong Yunhong said with some disdain.
"Be careful, something doesn't feel right!"
Jiang Zhiming reminded him. "Load the gun, release the safety, and get ready for battle."
"Captain, don't panic. What's so dangerous about this? Stantine City is under the control of the government, and they are friendly to us. Look, they even brought us to the Xiahe manufacturing factory." Kong Yunhong seemed to be trying to convince others, but at the same time, he seemed to be trying to convince himself.
"What if these government soldiers are rebels in disguise?" Xiao Luo said faintly.
As soon as he said that, everyone broke out in a cold sweat. If they were rebels in disguise, it would be too scary.
Kong Yunhong's face showed an unnatural smile. "This … this is impossible …"
"Why is it impossible? The rebels and the government soldiers are both Libyans. It's easy to exchange identities between them. All you have to do is change into the other party's uniform, "Xiao Luo snorted.
"Gulp!"
Kong Yunhong swallowed hard and broke out in a cold sweat. He hadn't thought about this before. If the situation was as Xiao Luo said, and everyone here was a rebel, then they were in grave danger.
At that moment, Xiao Luo's sharp ears caught the sound of a gun scraping against the ground. He turned his head and saw a black muzzle sticking out of a dark window on the second floor of the building in front of them. He immediately recognized it as a Type 62 machine gun.
"Spread out!!!"
Xiao Luo's eyes widened, and he shouted. At the same time, he pulled Tang Wantian, who was still in a daze, over the wall at the side of the building.
Jiang Zhiming and the rest of the team were already on edge after hearing the conversation. When they saw Xiao Luo running away, they reacted quickly and rolled on the ground a few times.
"Tut, tut, tut!"
The Type 62 machine gun opened fire, and countless bullets rained down from the second floor toward the members of the Special Operations Team. The bullets hit the solid ground and sent sand and gravel flying.
Two members of the Special Operations Team were hit by the bullets on the spot. Their bodies were like countless blood bags bursting open, turning into two meat sieves. Blood spurted out from their mouths and noses as they fell to the ground. The rest of them had found cover and were temporarily in a safe state.
"Damn, they're still alive? These Hua soldiers are pretty good! "
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