Chapter 2587
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In the room, Xia Jinyuan's indifferent and cold voice was low, and there was even a hint of murderous intent in it. "The front desk, the hotel waiter, the Caucasian manager who appeared in the riot area, spoke fluent English to tourists from all over the world. The place where the international rescue workers need to go later needs the hotel to escort them. I have to say that this hotel is very powerful in Mogadishu."
"A restaurant waiter has a pair of hands that can hold guns. The calluses on his right hand and index finger are thicker than ours. It can be seen that they have fired a lot of shots here. They have fired more shots than us. "
"You mean … there is a big problem with this hotel?" G3 frowned. "If that's the case, when do we plan to check out?"
"There is a problem with the hotel, but we haven't found anything on our side, and there is no need to find out … Major General means that we should focus on rescuing the four scientists. We don't have to get involved in the matters in Maaso." Xia Jinyuan paused for a moment, got up, opened the curtains, and looked outside.
The sun outside was so hot that it could roast people like meat. It was so bright that people couldn't even open their eyes. There were no pedestrians walking on the streets, even if this was a safe area, no one walked.
The illegal militants and the government had already started fighting. Everyone wanted to occupy the city, and no one wanted the other party to have the entire city. The thick smoke caused by the explosion of artillery shells seemed to swallow the entire city, exuding a suffocating sense of despair.
The direction of the Andiken auction house was relatively quiet, and the next thing to do was to drive directly to it.
Xia Jinyuan put down the curtains and sat back in his original position. "Let's put the problem of the hotel aside for now. Who are they and what their purpose is? As long as it doesn't involve us, we don't have to care."
"The surface temperature outside is conservatively estimated to be 39 degrees. Both sides have been fighting for a few hours, and it's time to rest. Take out the photography equipment and study it first. Then, take a good rest and start work at three o 'clock in the afternoon. "
There were advantages and disadvantages to fighting in a city with constant civil strife. The advantage was that if you drove a car with a heavy machine gun in it, others would turn a blind eye.
The disadvantage was that everyone had a gun in their hands, and you didn't know if someone would shoot you in the dark.
At 3: 00 PM, Xia Jinyuan and Ye Chien ignored the handsome Caucasian receptionist's advice to check out. They grabbed their so-called camera equipment and headed to the combat zone.
"They really went to the place where the conflict occurred." The hotel's security guard stood by the street with a walkie-talkie in his hand. He looked at the four jeeps that were rushing towards the direction of the firefight and reported the situation to the front desk. "Should we follow them?"
The handsome white guy thought for a moment and finally shook his head. "No, they don't have any weapons in the car. The equipment scanned at the door is indeed camera equipment … You don't have to follow them."
When the black security guard heard the order, he strode back to the hotel.
In the car, Ye Chien sat up straight and stopped looking at the rear of the car. "She went back to the hotel. She didn't follow us."
If they really followed him, he wouldn't be afraid. At worst, he could just drive directly to the crossfire to take photos and make purchases. Since they didn't follow him, Xia Jinyuan turned the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and drove towards the Antiken Auction House.
One and a half hours later, they arrived at Kemen Hall at 4: 36 in the afternoon. The four cars directly ran over a pile of rubbish and rushed into a building that was half blown up by a shell.
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