But Jiang Xinwei was still not careless, and kicked away the guns and ammunition around the injured with his foot, so that they could not reach them, and then followed Mirihad, and rushed to the first room with him.

Leaning sideways behind the wall, Mirihad twisted the handle with his hand and pushed it harder, but the door didn't move.

Jiang Xinwei stepped forward, pointed at the lock is a shuttle, and then immediately retreated and continued to be vigilant.

Mirihad waited five seconds, then went up again, and kicked the door hard!

"Bang!" With a muffled thud, the bullet-shattered door slammed open, so fast that it didn't bounce back until it hit the wall behind it, but was blocked by Mirihad's military shoes.

At this time, Mirihad and Jiang Xinwei, who then stretched out half of his body, were stunned, and the people in the room were also stunned, and at this moment, the air in this room seemed to be still.

There were actually more than a dozen rebels Jiang Xinwei they had seen in the grassland!

Yes, they are rebels and not garrison battalion soldiers. This can be seen not only from the other side's clothing, weapons and equipment, but also from their stature, physical appearance, age, fat, thin, short, tall, old, young, if they do not carry weapons, they are no different from ordinary civilians. Of course, there is a difference between them and the civilians, and the civilians do not have their brutality and ferocity in their eyes.

It's just that their eyes are more frightened and frightened now.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot! we ......," the rebels shouted subconsciously.

However, Mirihad and Jiang Xinxu had no intention of capturing them, and the two pulled the trigger almost at the same moment without any communication, and the muzzles of the two guns spewed terrifying tongues of fire.

Some of the rebels were shot in the head, some in the chest, some in the stomach, and everywhere there was a dance of blood from bullets.

Both those who were hit and those who were not hit fell to the ground in horror, constantly looking for a place to hide.

In a few seconds, there were no more people standing in the entire room, Jiang Xinxu and Mirihad almost used up the bullets in the magazine at the same time, and Ma Liantao appeared in time to make up for this time with his gun, covering Jiang Xinxu and Mirihad to change the magazine.

At this moment, some of the people lying on the ground shouted: "Spare your life!" We are pilots, we are pilots, we are willing to pay to buy us, we are willing to pay to buy us ......."

Jiang Xinxu was stunned, and hurriedly shouted in Chinese: "Stop!"

In fact, Ma Liantao had already stopped shooting when he heard the word "pilot", and only pointed his gun in the direction where the sound came from.

Jiang Xinxu asked loudly in English: "Who is the pilot here?"

Soon, a man stood up with a slight trembling and said in fear, "I am." ”

I have to say that his current appearance is really far from the appearance of a pilot in people's minds, not only his clothes are particularly dirty and messy, but more importantly, his spirit is too sluggish, his whole body is unkempt, and he looks down, and there is no similarity with the pride of the pilot.

Jiang Xinxu asked, "Who are you flying for?" or which airline do you belong to?"

The man said ashamedly: "I will fly a special plane for Prince Aal of Saudi Arabia." ”

When Jiang Xinwei heard this, he knew that this person was really a pilot, and he was also a highly skilled pilot who was trusted by the royal family. He remembered that he followed Prince Talal to Suadan to hunt, and the reason why many people crowded into a plane was because there were already a few private planes of royal family members parked here, and there were no more parking spaces here, plus many of these princes had private planes, if they all flew to this small airport, not only could they not stop here, but it was also easy to cause chaos, and it was also not good for the safety of the prince and others who were on vacation here.

He asked, "What about the other pilots and mechanics, navigators?"

The sloppy pilot looked at the men lying on the ground around him and said, "Here they are." ”

Hearing his words, those who were lying on the ground slowly got up from the ground and looked at Jiang Xinwei in horror.

Jiang Xinwei recognized one of them at a glance as the pilot who drove a private jet for Talal, and he had chatted with him about the transfer of ownership of Talal's plane, and the pilot was very regretful at that time, and he was very reluctant to transfer the plane he piloted to Jiang Xinwei. The pilot said he liked the plane very much and asked Mr. Jiang if he would be willing to hire him to fly the plane for him. Jiang Xinwei politely rejected him at the time: he wanted his pilot to be Chinese.

It's just that this pilot is just as depressed and just as frightened.

Jiang Xinxu recognized the pilot, and the pilot also recognized him. I saw him look at Jiang Xinwei with an incredulous gaze, and stammered and asked, "You...... You...... You're ginger, how could it be you...... Why are you here?"

Jiang Xinxu said with a smile: "Isn't this strange? Others want to take us hostage, so naturally we can't sit still, so we resist." …… Can you still fly the plane now? Are you all right? Can you fly the plane back to Saudi Arabia from here?"

The pilot was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Yes! Absolutely! My body is fine." ”

Just kidding, even if you can't, you have to say yes. I didn't think my life was good before, because since the day he became a pilot, he felt that life should be like that, eating well and dressing well. But after two days of hellish life, he realized that the past days were absolutely heaven, and the days here could not last a minute. As long as you can return to Saudi Arabia, even if you die, it's worth it. Driving the plane back is a little tired at most, what are you afraid of?

The first pilot was also pleasantly surprised: "I ...... Can I fly our plane back? I'm in great health, and I don't have a problem just going back and forth, as long as there's fuel. ”

Jiang Xinwei smiled and said, "Okay." You wait here first. After saying that, he said to the two pilots, "One of you picks up a gun, and stays here, and don't let them in unless it's someone you know." People here, as long as you don't know them, can't get up, and if you don't listen to your orders, you shoot. …… Let's go get rid of the rebels first. ”

After arranging here, Jiang Xinwei glanced at the trembling rebels on the ground, sneered and walked out of the room: Now only one house has been searched, and other houses have to be searched.

However, at this time, his heart was much better and much more relaxed. Although he knew that the enemy would not kill the pilot, he estimated that the enemy would not kill the pilot, but who knew if the enemy would lose his conscience? If he really wanted to kill the pilot, even if there were planes and airports, he would have to ask the Saudi side to send pilots and planes over in the end.

In order to ensure the safety of the planes and pilots from Saudi Arabia, he didn't know how much his people would have to pay, and if he really wanted the Libyan side to send reinforcements, things would be in trouble.

There are pilots here, there is a lot less trouble, as long as the enemy is driven away, everyone can get on the plane immediately, and the pilot can also drive the plane away immediately, which is naturally better.

Mirihad kicked open the second room, there was no one in it, it was a computer room, just some batteries, UPS. Jiang Xinwei could see at a glance that this was the backup power room for equipment and lighting. Acts as a third backup power source: even if all external AC power is interrupted, even if the airport's own generator sets are broken, power can still be supplied to important equipment and locations.

Jiang Xinwei didn't move them, quietly closed the door, and went to search the other rooms.

Before he kicked open the third door, he didn't want it to suddenly open from the inside, and then a barrage of bullets swept out of it. Mirihad, Jiang Xinwei, and Ma Liantao hurriedly lay down and quickly rolled to a safe position.

Mirihad pulled out his grenade, pulled out the safety, and slipped it through the crack in the door.

To Mirihad's surprise, the grenade was thrown out a second before it exploded!

The "Boom ——!" grenade exploded in the hallway. Thankfully, the three of them had rolled to safety, otherwise someone would have been hit by shrapnel from the grenade.

However, the people in the house did not get any benefit, because the grenade exploded at the door, and the powerful grenade blew a hole in the door.

Jiang Xinwei immediately made a decision, immediately rushed over, put the muzzle of the AK47 into the hole, and pulled the trigger inside. The enemies inside were in a mess for a while, some were shouting surrender, and some were scolding the guy who had shot before.

However, Jiang Xinwei still did not show mercy, plus Mirihad and Ma Liantao's guns all reached into the hole, and the three guns poured bullets at the same time, so that the officers and soldiers of the garrison battalion inside had no power to fight back, and one after another officers and soldiers fell into cold corpses.

After throwing two more grenades, Jiang Xinwei and the others went to search for the next room.

Unexpectedly, kicking out this room, there were Prince Talal, Danish Prince Nikolai, Sweden Prince Philip, and even the Iraqi son Gokuse was also here. In addition to them, Jiang Xinwei also saw a lot of people who obviously didn't look ordinary. There is a middle-aged man with a different temperament, although his white robe is also wrinkled, and he is also a little sluggish, but that kind of temperament that is not angry and powerful makes Jiang Xinwei feel it at once.

He felt that this person was a little familiar, but then he remembered what the pilot had said before, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart: "Could it be that he is Prince Aare? My God, what is Libya doing here?"

However, Jiang Xinwei didn't know each other, just greeted Prince Talal, asked them to be calm, asked them to wait patiently here for them to drive away the garrison camp, and at the same time briefly said that he brought more than 30 people to fight last night and had defeated the Libyan anti-aircraft artillery battalion.