In the evening, at about five o'clock, Lin Jun and others set off for Malakal Airport. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the road.

Lin Jun was supported by the courtiers, his eyes kept looking at the phone, looking at the signal grid.

……

At around 7 p.m., residents less than three kilometres from Malakal airport went to the neighborhood and the cell phone signal was slightly restored.

"Take a break!" Lin Jun shouted at everyone, then took the phone and directly dialed the phone number of the young man he wanted to meet.

Everyone stood under a rain ride on the second floor, silent.

"Toot toot!"

A busy tone rang on the phone, and after less than ten seconds, a voice came from the earpiece: "Hey?"

"Xiaojun, where are you, have you arrived?" As soon as Lin Jun heard the phone answered, he immediately frowned and motioned to the courtiers to help him to the side.

"Smack!"

The palace minister supported Lin Jun, and then he did not shy away from it, turned around and walked to the side with him, but everyone was interested in not following.

"Take a short break, it's coming soon!" Xiao Fei said to everyone.

“…… I...... I'll find a place to go to the toilet!" said Chong Xiaofei, who was quietly and shyly.

"Yes!"

Xiao Fei nodded casually.

Next to him, Lin Jun took the phone and said in a low voice: "Well, I'm fine, I'm okay now, I've arrived in Malakal, and it is estimated that there will be two or three kilometers to get to the airport, are you over there?!Well, it's no longer there?!Is it near here?!Okay, then I don't have to go to the airport, En, let's meet here...... Who are you bringing here? Oh, oh, you two pay attention, okay, that's all!"

After making a phone call for less than three minutes, Lin Jun hung up the phone with the other party, and then he paused and dialed Uncle Tian directly.

……

Northeast, long c.

After Uncle Tian saw Lin Jun's phone number, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a shocked expression, and then picked up the phone with trembling palms: "Hey?!"

"Hurry, aren't you?!" Lin Jun's voice sounded.

"Why the fuck don't you make a phone call?" Uncle Tian shouted with his fists clenched.

“…… There is no signal!" Lin Jun replied: "The mobile phone was also charged last night, and I returned to the scene of the incident." ”

"Fart, no signal...... " Uncle Tian opened his mouth to scold.

"I contacted Xiaojun, he came with Fan Yong!" Lin Jun glanced around with his eyes and said directly.

"......!" Uncle Tian was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Then what should you do?!"

"Gather here and go back to Juba!" Lin Jun answered sharply, then opened his mouth and asked, "I haven't been able to contact Du Ziteng and them, how are these people?"

“…… It's good, they're fine, they're back in Juba!" Uncle Tian paused slightly, then replied in a relatively relaxed tone.

"Whew!"

Commander Lin let out a sigh, and then replied with a stone in his heart: "Okay, good, they just go out......!"

"Yes!" Uncle Tian replied with red eyes and tears in the corners of his eyes.

"What about them?" Lin Jun asked again with great sensitivity.

“…… They are in some trouble, but I will coordinate and solve it, you don't have to worry about it, hurry up and meet Xiaojun, and then return to Juba!" Zhou Tian said softly.

"En!" Lin Jun nodded with his lips squirming.

"First of all, keep the phone open!"

"Good!"

After saying that, the two hung up the phone.

……

In the Rongfu office building, Uncle Tian held on to the desktop to adjust his state, and then walked out.

"Welcome to CCTV2 economic channel, I am ...... This morning, the Central China Investment Company made a decision to prepare to provide humanitarian assistance to the peacekeeping force in South Sudan ......!" The news anchor read the lines with a smile on his face on the TV.

"Brush!"

Uncle Tian glanced up at the news, and then took out the phone as he walked out, and dialed Su Run.

……

Malakal, near the airport.

"What should we do?" It was as if after seeing Lin Jun receive the phone, he looked up and asked Lin Jun.

"There is a Chinese company that makes agricultural feed in front, where are we going two steps, it's very close!" Lin Jun frowned and replied: "Don't go to the airport first, my friend is not there!"

“…… Not going again?" Gu Hang couldn't help but ask.

"Don't go to the province to walk!" Lin Jun replied with a sigh: "It's not far, take two steps!"

"Brother Jun, has Qingjie been contacted?" quietly hardened his head and asked again.

"I didn't get in touch with him, but I did, and he has returned to Juba!" Lin Jun replied with a smile.

"Oh, that's good, that's good......" Jingjing's little face, which had been tense, finally saw a smile.

After the discussion, everyone continued to follow Lin Jun.

After about half an hour, everyone finally saw the small Chinese company making agricultural feed not far ahead.

"Whew!"

After Lin Jun saw the Chinese enterprise, he let out a long sigh, and then pointed to a dilapidated house next to it that no one lived in and said, "Just wait inside for a while, and you will be there soon!"

"Let's go!" the palace minister helped Lin Jun to walk into the house.

“…… How many bullets are in the gun?" Lin Jun asked in a low voice to the palace minister.

"Enough, enough, hehe!" replied the courtier in a low voice.

……

In the direction of Malakal Airport, two people were sitting in an SUV car, and they rushed straight to the direction of Lin Jun.

“…… How is he?"

"It's hurt, it's not good!"

"Hurry up!"

“……！”

The two frowned, and said a few words in a hurry.

……

Meanwhile.

From the direction of Zhang Hongzhi's factory, two pickup trucks drove over, and they also rushed towards Lin Jun at a very fast speed.

……

The other end, the third way.

In Malakal, in an unknown area, a young man sat in an SUV, stared at the driver and asked: "The location is out, near Malakal Airport, how long will it take for us to get from here?"

？！”

"It's hard to say, maybe an hour and a half to two hours!" the driver thought for a moment and replied.

“…… What the hell am I going to hear you say here?!!

"An hour and forty minutes at the latest!" replied the driver through gritted teeth.

……

When the hatred that boils to the top cannot be reconciled, it is destined to be solved by the simplest and most brutal method!

The three-way people, centered on the agricultural feed factory next to Malakal, began to race against time to start a long-distance run!!

The guns are shining, the bullets are loaded!!

……

Inside the ruins of dilapidated civilian houses.

Lin Jun squinted at the people in the room, his face expressionless.

A kilometer away.

In the SUV that drove out of Malakal Airport, the co-pilot young man called Lin Jun's phone back.

"Hey?!Xiaojun?" Lin Jun picked up instantly.

"In two or three minutes, I'll be there!"

"Okay, I see! You go this way, I'll let the palace minister go out to pick it up!" Lin Jun replied with a gloomy look.