In the afternoon, the desert temperature skyrocketed under the sun, and the tribal warriors around the abandoned school in the village were just hiding in the shade of the trees and beside the earthen walls, still guarding the hundreds of passengers who disembarked from the plane in a few classrooms with guns.

The tribal warriors wearing wide robes and scarves to cover their faces have long been accustomed to the harsh living environment in the desert, this heat is nothing, and the feeling of more than 100 male and female passengers crowded in a few classrooms is completely different, although they have been air-dried mutton to replenish the salt of the body, but many people are not used to eating this kind of food with a unique fishy smell in their lives, and the tribal warriors who want to throw away the window have been watching, that Zahid has spoken, and those who do not cooperate will be eliminated, Only the pieces of air-dried lamb are carried in the pockets of their bodies.

There are always people who claim to be dignitaries and curse in various languages, hoping that by this time the Malian government army will capture the abandoned village and get them out of the damn desert, but miracles don't happen all the time, and even if the government army comes, I don't know how long it will be.

"It's really unpalatable, I don't know if it's goat meat, or if it's raw or if there are parasites?"

In an abandoned classroom, Marie, a purser in an Air France flight uniform, sat side-by-side on a dusty desk with her legs crossed, so as not to lose the good scenery in her knee-length skirt, and Mary held a palm-sized piece of air-dried lamb in black and red, which she put to her mouth and chewed slowly with her teeth.

Hearing the flight attendant Sara whispering to herself, looking down at a piece of air-dried mutton of the same size in her hand with an unacceptable face, Mary's face changed, she felt some convulsions in her stomach and wanted to vomit, Mary whispered in French: "Enough, Sara!" Don't say it, it's good to have air-dried lamb to eat, I didn't notice that the guys with guns outside are eating this! If you want to eat flight attendant catering and go back to France! ”

"I'm just talking, it's not that I don't eat it!"

Sara, who stood on the sand of the classroom with her back against a tattered desk, looked at the Arab uncle Ihasan in a robe on the side, and the black Andre who was crumpled on the coffee-colored suit were eating air-dried mutton, and she was enjoying it, Sara knew that if she didn't eat it, she would wait to starve, and after arguing in French, she still tore the mutton with her fingers and put it in her mouth to chew, secretly hating that when she began to get dry and difficult to swallow, she didn't give it to Mary, and now the pancakes are gone, so she can only eat air-dried mutton.

"Ahem, where am I?"

David, a handsome blonde guy lying on the desk, coughed a few times with his chest rising and falling violently, opened his weak eyes and tried to see his surroundings clearly, and the hands on his side involuntarily grabbed the fine velvet blanket under him, and spoke French in a very low voice.

Mary stuffed the remaining air-dried lamb in her hand to Sarah, signaled that the lamb was hers, jumped off the desk and walked to David's side, and said in French with a look of surprise: "David, you damn bastard, just wake up!" ”

"Where is the captain, does anyone know?"

David's blurred eyes finally focused, and saw that the roof was made of yellow-brown sand and bush trunks, and then the beautiful Mary appeared beside him, David's mind was a little confused, and he didn't understand where he was for a while, but soon his face became stiff, and he shouted weakly, wanting to know what was going on with the captain.

Ihasan and Andre, who were sitting on the desk in the classroom at random, had already eaten the air-dried mutton in their hands at a speed, and when they heard David's weak shout, Ihasan and Andre glanced at each other, and just about to walk to David's side, they saw Song Xiaoshuang and Sima Yuru walking from the corner of the dam from the open door and window of the classroom, and Sima Yuru was still carrying a stand-up collar robe in his hand!

Ihassan's expression was over, seeing Sima Yuru, whose face and figure were okay, and Song Xiaoshuang, who looked ordinary, walking all the way, none of the nearby tribal warriors stood up to stop him, Ihasan knew that there was a lot of article in it, and his eyes turned his head to signal Andre to wait and see, Andre's dark face was stunned for a moment and then continued to sit on the desk without moving.

Song Xiaoshuang and Sima Yuru walked into the classroom where several people were staying, Sima Yuru saw that David lying on the velvet blanket had woken up from a fainting state, and the purser stewardess Mary stayed by David's side, and was whispering to David not to move and not to speak, Sima Yuru walked to Mary's side, patted Mary's shoulder and shook some old stand-up collar robes in her hand, and motioned Mary to cooperate with her to change David's clothes and pants.

Song Xiaoshuang took out a palm-sized piece of paper from his trouser pocket and handed it to Ihassan, who took it and found that the palm-sized page was obviously torn from the student's exercise book, and there was a small Arabic exercise book printing font on the edge of the page.

Andrei took the page with French written on it, and after looking at it quickly, his face changed, and he immediately kneaded the page into a ball and stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it, Andrei didn't expect things to be so complicated, it seems that it is really not easy to get out of the damn desert alive.

Ihasan and Andre's reaction was already expected by Song Xiaoshuang, ignoring the eyes of Ihassan and Andre who came over to scrutinize, and regardless of the suspicious and frightened eyes of Sarah, the stewardess who was eating air-dried mutton, walked to Sima Yuru, who was changing David's robe, took out a box of canned beef with sauce from the swollen slacks and trouser pockets and held it in the palm of his hand, pulled the cans with the flip buttons, and then covered the cans with the palms of both hands up and down, including Sima Yuru, Mary, Ihassan, Andre, Sara, and other five people, It's just that I vaguely saw a faint light shining from the fingers of Song Xiaoshuang's palms, and I wanted to take a closer look but couldn't see it clearly.

When Sima Yuru and Mary cooperated to change into a robe for David, a strong smell of cooked beef had already emanated from the dilapidated classroom, needless to say that the fragrance came from the canned food box in Song Xiao's hands, Sima Yuru was surprised inexplicably, Song Xiaoshuang just said that if David woke up and gave him sauce beef, he didn't say that he would heat it, Song Xiaoshuang actually heated the canned food with his hands in such a short time, what else would he do?

Ihasan and Andre jumped off the desk and walked over, intuition Song Xiaoshuang was not performing advanced magic tricks with canned food boxes in the palms of both hands, the magic trick was undoubtedly fake, there were no ready-made props to use here, how did Song Xiaoshuang get it?

At this time, the faint shining light between Song Xiaoshuang's fingers has quietly disappeared, Song Xiaoshuang put the canned food with the lid open in the corner of the table, looking at the steaming can, Ihasan tentatively touched the canned box with his fingers and immediately took it back, the hot touch of the metal box made Ihasan know that it was not an illusion, reminiscent of the scene of breaking the cockpit security door on the plane, Ihasan quickly classified Song Xiaoshuang as a capable wizard in his heart.

At this time, David, who was wearing a robe, was already attracted by the heated sauce beef, struggling to sit up, Sima Yuru hesitated for a moment or helped David up with Mary, looking at David, who was covered with red and black bloodstains, Song Xiaoshuang put away a few bottles of water on the table that were only half half left, and in Sarah's puzzled expression, he handed it to Sima Yuru and said quickly: "Give the water to David, let him clean the blood stains by himself, wipe it with a velvet blanket, and burn all the blankets and clothes!" ”

Sima Yuru understood in seconds, and whispered in French that David should cooperate otherwise he would not give canned food, and at first moved David to vacate the velvet blanket, and then put the dusty velvet blanket on David's body.

David, who seemed to be half-dead, was inspired by the cans, and under the surprised eyes of Mary and Sara, he sat on the edge of the table and quickly washed the blood stains on his face and neck with bottled water, wiped the water stains with the velvet blanket on his body, and dragged the canned box placed in the corner of the table with his palm after throwing away the velvet blanket, and took out the sauce beef and stuffed it into his mouth with his fingers, where can he still see that it is a critically ill patient with internal bleeding!

Taking advantage of David's impatience to eat heated canned beef to replenish his body's energy, Sima Yuru had already wrapped David's changed pilot's clothes, including underwear, shoes and socks, in a velvet blanket, and the empty plastic bottles were also included, and whispered French to Mary and Sara on the side to look at David, and then walked out of the dilapidated classroom with the velvet blanket.

Song Xiaoshuang glanced at Ihasan and Andre and then walked out of the classroom quickly, the two of them followed out in seconds, and the group left the school without any hindrance from the tribal warriors, which surprised the male and female passengers in the other classrooms, and shouted in a low voice to rush out of the classroom, the tribal warriors with guns covered their faces with scarves just pulled the handle a few times, so that the yellow, orange, and orange bullets jumped out of the AK47 assault rifle and fell to the ground, and the clanging sound reminded the passengers of the reality of accepting hostages, No longer professional managers, lawyers, workers, pastors of big companies, just hostages, don't put yourself at gunpoint

On the hard salt crust of the abandoned salt pan, the huge Airbus airliner was quietly parked on the salt crust, Ihasan and Andrei struggled to climb onto the plane from the inflatable slide, standing at the door of the cabin, Andrei looked at the sun standing on the salt crust dozens of meters away, a few tribal warriors carrying Soviet-style bazookas on their shoulders, and cursed a few words in French in a low voice, and looked at Uncle Ihasan who was wearing a robe on the side, Andrei pulled the crumpled coffee-colored suit on his body, and walked straight to the cockpit with Ihassan.

Half an hour later, Ihasan and Andrei each jumped off the inflatable slide with a few sets of clean clothes and returned to the deserted village under the "escort" of several tribal warriors carrying bazookas

At dusk, in a dilapidated mud-walled bungalow in a seemingly barren village, Song Xiaoshuang sat casually on the edge of the earthen window sill with only the remaining window frames, looking at the room Arab Uncle Ihassan, the black Andre, and Sima Yuru in casual clothes, sitting around the table, arguing quietly from time to time, and on the table was a well-accurate course map obtained from the passenger plane.

Song Xiaoshuang didn't bother to ask Sima Yuru, what were the three arguing about, anyway, they had already used the on-board communication system to reveal the "storage fee" requested by Zahid to Air France, and it didn't matter if they could get a small amount of money from Air France, it was just a way to exert pressure, and Air France wanted to put pressure on the government and urge the Malian government army to abandon the problem of procrastination and send a batch of weapons and ammunition to the villages as soon as possible is the goal they hope to achieve.

The problem is that it seems to be very poor, so far Zahid has not received a clear answer from the temporary base of the garrison from the radio, Air France, the French government, the Malian government, and the Malian government army are still fighting each other, so it is only the remaining tribal armed members of the village, facing the possible attack of the extremist rebel armed terrorists alone, and it is useless for Sima Yuru and the three of them to argue over the course map.

The three of them were still arguing, and Zahid, who was bearded and scumbag with a resolute face, walked quickly, and before he reached the door, he quickly said in Arabic: "I just sent the news from the temporary base of the government army, the temporary base of the government army was attacked by the extremist rebel forces in the afternoon and suffered heavy losses, and I learned from the captured prisoners of the two extremist rebel forces, and one of the rebel forces left their lair at the same time, the military is estimated to be coming at us, and we have to stay up until tomorrow night."