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Chapter seven hundred and thirty second: move or not

Through the yellow luminous lenses, Qi Tianlin stared at the thin Chinese man sitting on the ground in front of him: "Your number!"

The man raised his head: "I don't have a number, I am an ordinary citizen of China..."

The corner of Qi Tianlin's mouth twitched under the mask: "Hehe... can you speak Arabic?" Since you say you can negotiate, you can communicate with the other tribe.

In the northern part of Sudan, Islam is more prevalent in the northern part of the country, and Christianity is the south, so the south is incited by European and American countries. Therefore, Arabic is also popular in the northern part, and many people with slightly hierarchical levels can speak some English.

Currently they are all standing in the southern area, but this is a tribe with a jihadist nature...

The Chinese man nodded: "We used to be the translator on the construction site."

The gunshots around were still crackling, and every second of the battle involved life. Looking at the French hostages surrounding him, Qi Tianlin did not rule out how many French agents and intelligence personnel were among them, and waved his hand: "Take all the Frenchmen on the high ground and contact the shuffle behind him to pick them up." He lowered his body and grabbed the Chinese man and carried it on his back: "Then go and try it with me!" By the way, he pulled the water bag on his shoulder and bit his mouth and handed it to his back: "Replenish water first..." He pointed to the mummies on the ground and two other Chinese men. Two Xiaohei came to guard them. The guard followed Qi Tianlin and began to advance towards the line of war.

The man on his shoulder indeed took a sip of water. Qi Tianlin could almost hear the sound of the Adam's apple swallowing that was gushing into his throat, and stopped it: "Long-term lack of water, water replenishment should be slow, otherwise the body will collapse!" The principle of too much is too much, and the body functions have gradually adapted to the low-water replenishment state, and it is not good to have it suddenly too much.

The gurgling sound behind him rang a few more times before stopping, and he whispered: "Call Abu Kasim's name, if he has not been shot dead, say Ah Teng talks to him." The voice was very low and weak, a little lower than when he was just rescued. This is normal before, it could be supported by will and hope. Once the finish line is reached, some people will die like this.

Qi Tianlin raised his voice and shouted, "Ah... Bu, Ka... Sim!" but he didn't say the second half.

Press your finger to ptt: "Stop shooting, be careful in the village and be vigilant, repeat and stop shooting!"

The orders were prohibited, and the gunshots stopped in this half of the area, and there were only sparse shootings on the opposite side. It was probably the Chinese man named Aseng who spoke: "They don't have much ammunition reserve... They said that you can exchange these hostages with ammunition, but those who have been killed can only give up..."

Qi Tianlin was a little surprised: "We have killed so many people, will they give up?" These African tribes, ordinary tribes, remain unstoppable after being killed and injured.

Asen didn't talk much: "They are not a blood tribe... they are jihad radicals."

Qi Tianlin had his own steps, standing on the side of a house with a man on his back, shouting: "We are just here to save the hostages... We can give you ammunition... I'm going to stand up. If anyone of you wants to attack, we will shoot!"

Yaya is nervously making arrangements in the communication system: "Each team is in a hurry to observe and pay attention to anyone who appears and may shoot at the boss. Just aim and kill them without any matter!"

So Qi Tianlin added: "Don't try to aim at me..." As he said that, he slowly poked out a little body...

If he was willing to talk about the Chinese man’s intentions before to facilitate retreat, he was a little suspicious now, trying to figure out what this Arab jihadist organization that appeared in the southern region represents, and whether it might even be an armed force related to China. This surprised him so much.

You should know that since the word "hiding one's strength and keeping a low profile" has been regarded as the highest diplomatic concept of China, China has always adopted the principle of economic first, not resorting to force or interfering in internal affairs abroad. Although it is a bit weak, it has indeed made people feel that it does not give people a sense of threat. However, to this day, the international situation has changed a lot, and appropriately showing toughness seems to be what China should do.

Did Qi Tianlin accidentally get into the hidden side of China?

So he had to take a risk, of course, it was not a big risk for him.

The movements of rubbing out were very slow and very careful. In the hands of locals who were familiar with the terrain, sometimes they were not something that could be defended. Fortunately, they were all small earthen houses and had no floors. The precise shooters at high points were more convenient for observation. Qi Tianlin leaned over and continued to shout Abu Kasim's name...

Finally, when Qi Tianlin stood up almost all his body, a black man finally cautiously poked out half of his body, just responded. Qi Tianlin was really fearless and just carried the person on his back.

The other party confirmed that he really just hung the rifle beside him, and there was no offensive posture. Slowly two or three people followed the black man and stood up. Qi Tianlin did not hesitate: "Our purpose is just hostages, and we don't want to kill more people. After we leave later, we will leave ammunition and some supplies there..."

Asen finally spoke: "Qasim...I reminded you not to kidnap hostages, as long as you plunder items... This is what you brought to yourself!"

Qasim is a black man in his thirties and forties, but Qi Tianlin, based on his appearance of Yaya's father, did not dare to make a random judgment: "We were commissioned by the French government to rescue the hostages. I don't know if I can accept my proposal. Look at the high points around, they are all our gunmen..." Press the switch: "Yaya, stand up and show it..."

Sure enough, more than a dozen gunmen with scope rifles were exposed from a distance to the high point and hid back. Obviously, as long as the gunmen behind Qi Tianlin on the plane began to advance and the shooting at the high point was covered, it would be only half an hour to wipe out the entire group of people.

Qasim hesitated for a moment and looked at Asen: "Isn't yours?"

Aseng's voice was a little desolate: "We don't have armed personnel here..." Fortunately, Qi Tianlin wore a mask, otherwise he would have misunderstood.

Qasim shook his head: "We admit defeat..." and stopped talking, and threw a broken AK rifle in his hand to the side. The canvas gun belt on it turned into a brush, which shows how old it was.

Qi Tianlin actually trusted the promises of these primitive level warriors more and nodded: "I will keep my promises too..." and left backwards, and Aseng never spoke again.

It was not until Qi Tianlin retreated behind the house that Xiao Hei immediately came over and took Aseng and carried it over. Qi Tianlin turned around and left quickly!

All the rest left...

All combatants used the alternating mode of front row retreating and rear row cover, and turned vigilantly to retreat to the hills. The gunmen at the high point began to retreat one after another. Until nearly twenty shuffle foxes behind drove over, the last group of assaulters at the high point retreated and got off.

They really left behind the clean water, food and ammunition they carried, because many of the little blacks used Warsaw 7.62 rifle bullets, which were common to AK.

Two mummies had been put into two body transport bags. Qi Tianlin sat in the car behind the shuffle. Looking at the three Chinese men in front of him who were tied tightly to the wall of the car with a seat belt, he frowned and sorted out his thoughts. How could he ask for some content?

Obviously, Asun and this Qasim are familiar with this Qasim, but they don’t look like a group of people. Why did the Islamic team appear in this area? It sounds like Asun and his Chinese identity are known, but why did the Chinese nation not come to rescue these five Chinese people...

There are a lot of question marks.

But now A Teng and his men are obviously in a more vigilant state. From the Western-style shuffle chariot to the black gunman dressed in full European and American equipment, another Chinese man tried to greet a Gurkha in Chinese without any reaction, making them understand that these Asians who look similar to Chinese are not compatriots...

So their eyes were all focused on Qi Tianlin.

Tiya sat in the passenger seat and occasionally looked back. Today she only made a magazine and had less than a lot of results. Now she was just a little curious.

The shuffle put down Qi Tianlin and his wife and the Chinese hostages by the helicopter, leaving behind two personal guards. The two men brought the mummy and the other two to a helicopter. Qi Tianlin and Tiya took A Teng and took the other to the air with the other.

Amid the roar of the helicopter, Qi Tianlin spoke loudly: "Tell me! Who are you! There will be no eavesdropping equipment here, who are you!"

Aseng was not as angry as him, so he could only barely speak. Fortunately, Qi Tianlin had good ears and recognized him: "Who are you?!"

Qi Tianlin was so proud that he took the helicopter around his fingers and the shuffle fox that was scattered densely below: "These are all my people!" He patted his own equipment: "You can tell who I am when you look at my dress!"

Asen hesitated for a few moments, finally chose to be cautious and shook his head: "I don't know who you are!"

Qi Tianlin reached out and pulled down a fixed rope from the top of his head and hung it on the safety lanyard on his chest. Then he took off his sunglasses and mask and got closer, and it was like he was about to have a kiss: "Don't pretend to be garlic! I will tell you clearly that I am not an intelligence officer serving foreign governments. I am independent, but I doubt your motives. You can slowly observe my group and subordinates. Don't think of going home before you spit out the truth about me! Including Lao Dong and Lao Chang!"

Aseng looks in his thirties and forties. From his deformed figure, he can't tell whether he is a good at fighting. His dark face is full of wrinkles. Even if he is tortured in this difficult place, he will definitely be several years older than Qi Tianlin. If he is usually in the past, he may still be able to control the changes in his expression on his face. Now it is obviously a period of violent emotions. He is awakened in his sleep and rescued in the battle with gunfire. The sudden transformation from a primitive tribe to sitting in a high-end aircraft is really a change from the ground to the sky. Looking at Qi Tianlin, who looks at the face of a Chinese man, Aseng's face is really changing!

Should I take it or not?
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