Sima Yuru saw the short-wave tactical radio on the table, and his expression was slightly stunned, knowing that this was a radio station commonly used in the army, although the paint was already a little mottled and looked unsightly, the quality was much better than that of ordinary civilian radio stations, and the transmission and reception were all digital encrypted signals, and the degree of communication confidentiality and reliability was very high!

Hearing the report of the tribal warrior operating the radio station and Zahid's confident words, Sima Yuru turned his head to look at Song Xiaoshuang, who did not have much expression on his face, and then turned back to look at Zahid and said in Arabic: "Zahid, what are your plans?" ”

Zahid hung the general-purpose machine gun in his hand on a wooden stake on the earthen wall with a gun belt, untied a few circles of metal bullet chains on his body and put them on the machine gun, took out three cans from a canned packaging carton marked French stacked inside, threw two cans to Song Xiaoshuang and Sima Yuru, and took out the same three bottles of more than 200 milliliters of bottled water from the bottled water carton, and gave two bottles to Song Xiaoshuang and Sima Yuru, Zahid picked up a bottle of water and a can, and after his eyes signaled to the outside, he walked out of the bungalow.

Song Xiaoshuang looked at Sima Yuru's face changed slightly, knowing what she was thinking, the agent's habit of collecting intelligence had flinched, he checked the canned food and bottled water in his hand in the palm of his hand, and whispered close to Sima Yuru's ear: "Let's go, you don't know that the military-gauge communication frequency is encrypted, don't be an eyesore here!" ”

Sima Yuru glared at Song Xiaoshuang fiercely, looked at the shortwave tactical radio on the table with some reluctance, sighed and walked out of the bungalow with canned food and bottled water, Song Xiaoshuang rebuked Sima Yuru silently in his eyes that you are still not Chinese, and finally left the bungalow without thinking at all.

Song Xiaoshuang noticed that Zahid had just walked into a dilapidated sand-and-earth bungalow nearby, the wooden door of the bungalow was crooked to the side, the floor of the empty room had been swept away, there was a wooden table and a few wooden benches, and there was nothing else!

Song Xiaoshuang walked straight into the room, sat on the wooden bench next to the wooden table, pulled the canned snap to open the can, and took out a lump of sauced beef from the can with his fingers and stuffed it into his mouth to eat.

Seeing Song Xiaoshuang eating very happily, Sima Yuru didn't think about it, not long ago, several people were holding yellow sand in their hands to bury the captain's ashes in the sand, and Song Xiaoshuang was too unsophisticated, thinking of these Sima Yuru had no appetite at all.

"I've already looked at the passports of those embassy staff, and I think they're all ordinary, you two are very special!"

Zahid, like Song Xiaoshuang, opened the can, stuffed the beef with sauce in his mouth and chewed it a few times before swallowing it, speaking Arabic seemingly casually.

Sima Yuru did not give Song Xiaoshuang the translation he heard, but said directly in Arabic: "Why look for Chinese, our ability is very limited, there are many elites from all walks of life among the passengers, and there are retired pilots!" ”

Zahid has been observing Song Xiaoshuang who is eating sauced beef, but found that Song Xiaoshuang has no other expression on his face except for the satisfaction of the food, Zahid is more sure of his guess, after hearing Sima Yuru's inquiry, he put down the canned food box and unscrewed the cap of the bottled water bottle, raised his neck and poured a few sips of water, and said quickly: "Pure Arabs, blacks, and white Europeans are not worth trusting, France's influence in West Africa is too great, this is Mali, the back garden of the French, I don't believe them, whether it is the government or Air France, If the two of you don't show up, I'll consider getting that Arab uncle and the black guy in the coffee suit to work with me! ”

Song Xiaoshuang saw Zahid muttering some Arabic, but he couldn't understand it at all, and waited for Sima Yuru to translate.

Seeing Sima Yuru's thinking face, Song Xiaoshuang stretched out his fingers stained with sauce and pulled Sima Yuru's arm, Sima Yuru looked at the dark red sauce finger marks on his arm, and felt that Song Xiaoshuang was really enough, but fortunately, the short-sleeved undershirt didn't get on the clothes, and he turned his head angrily and said: "Zahid said that if the two of us didn't take the flight, Uncle Ihasan and the black Andrei would eat canned food here!" He doesn't trust the French either! ”

"Well, tell Zahid that he has a good eye, and ask Zahid what he wants us to do, just say it simply, so as not to translate a lot of words!"

Song Xiaoshuang was eating the sauce beef while talking vaguely, the sauce and saliva of the sauce beef flew around when he spoke, Sima Yuru's face changed slightly, and in his heart he had already defined Song Xiaoshuang's image as a ruffian, a hooligan, and a disgusting bastard agent, reached out and touched the saliva splashed on his face, turned his head to look at Zahid's eating appearance was not much better, Sima Yuru felt a little more balanced in his heart, looked at Zahid who was eating sauce beef, and said Arabic in a relaxed tone as much as possible: "Zahid, What do you need from us? ”

"It's very simple, now you are already the representative of the hostages, for yourself and for the more than 100 people in the school classroom, assist me as soon as possible to get the army and Air France in the garrison base, get the supply of weapons and ammunition that the army does not use, without the supply of weapons and ammunition, my people can't stay here for long, several wells in the village were blown up and blocked with explosives last year, the extremist rebels are very strong and may capture this place at any time, there is no supply of weapons and ammunition to establish a solid front and drive away those damn extremist armed terroristsThe reopening of the wells to allow the homeless tribal villagers to return to their villages would have to be postponed indefinitely, and the tribal children would have to stay in the crowded refugee camps, and the schools could not be abandoned forever."

Zahid's resolute face was solemn, and he spoke in a low tone, and then Zahid stopped sitting on the wooden bench, stood up and waved his arms, and his expression became more and more excited, emphasizing how important it was to get weapons and ammunition supplies from the army.

Sima Yuru, who is an agent, didn't believe Zahid's performance, and turned his head to look at Song Xiaoshuang, who had finished eating canned food and was drinking water, Sima Yuru spoke quickly and simply said Zahid's idea.

Song Xiaoshuang looked at the excited look on Zahid's resolute face and sighed secretly, Song Xiaoshuang remembered the sisters and brothers of the Oasis tribe, Farhad, Eliham, Emimai, Mejid and Said, as well as the simple Tuareg villagers.

Noticing that Sima Yuru was still looking at him, Song Xiaoshuang put down the bottled water, his expression became cold, and he said quickly: "Tell Zahid, pay attention to guarding against the extreme rebel forces entrenched in the desert oasis on the west side, I am worried that the French did not come first, the extreme rebel forces have come, tell Zahid, we want to use his short-wave tactical radio to get support, Sima Yuru, you will operate the radio, and I will tell you the communication frequency band and specific digital code!" ”

Hearing what Song Xiaoshuang said, Sima Yuru's expression changed sharply, and he remembered what he said on the sand dunes, saying that in addition to ordinary armed members, there are other capable people in the extreme rebel forces, Sima Yuru felt that Song Xiaoshuang had something to say, but he didn't reveal it at all, and if he didn't say it, he would be embarrassed.

What does Song Xiaoshuang want to do? Using a shortwave tactical radio is certainly not to contact government forces in the nearby desert, who does he want to contact? Who would go all the way to the desert in northern Mali to support a ** tribal armed force, it is purely a stupid act, this is a chaotic war zone, no one will make a foolish joke!

Sima Yuru felt that Song Xiaoshuang was just whimsical, and it was better to count on the support he said than to count on the reality that the French Foreign Legion suddenly sent a paratrooper commando to come!

Although it is unrealistic to expect France to send paratrooper commandos to rescue the more than 100 people in the village (Zahid was able to use the military-spec version of the radio to contact the army directly, indicating that the government army has temporarily reached a reconciliation with the tribal forces, and there is no need to send commandos to raid), but Song Xiaoshuang said it seems to be even more outrageous, where to find support in the vast desert, the army at the Mauritanian border checkpoint? Impossible, it is not a country's army at all, and it will not cross the border at will, otherwise it will bring great trouble!

If he did not return to the airliner docked on the salt shell and use the airborne radio to send radio waves, Sima Yuru could also understand that the airliner airliner could not be used without communication secrecy, but Song Xiaoshuang said it was a bit nonsensical.

Seeing that Sima Yuru was still thinking about it and hesitated, Song Xiaoshuang wiped his fingers stained with sauce on his body first, patted Sima Yuru's shoulder, and said with a helpless expression: "Just do it, it can be said that some information that no one else in the embassy knows is used for exchange, how about not thinking about it, they asked me I didn't say anything!" Absolutely Confidential Intelligence! ”

Sima Yuru's eyes were quite wide, Song Xiaoshuang's words were extremely tempting, and the desire to get information of great value from Song Xiaoshuang made Sima Yuru let go, and after a pause, he looked at Song Xiaoshuang and nodded slightly, turned his head to look at Zahid with a trace of doubt on his face, and spoke quickly in Arabic: "Zahid, we have objections to what you said, and think that it is very likely that the convoy of the army transporting weapons and ammunition supplies did not come, The extremist rebels entrenched in the desert on the west side will try to capture the village first, snatching more than 100 passengers as hostages to blackmail the government army, after all, the movement caused by the forced landing of the airliner is too big, you should understand when I say this! ”

"What do you have to do, let's hear it!"

Zahid spoke quietly, able to be a grassroots commander of the tribal armed forces, Zahid's ability to recognize people is excellent, he has long seen that Sima Yuru and Song Xiaoshuang are not simple, and Song Xiaoshuang's comprehensive ability is far above Sima Yuru, although it seems that Song Xiaoshuang can't speak Arabic and French, but who knows if this is a disguise?

"We are asking for the use of shortwave tactical radios, sending encrypted radio signals for support!"

Sima Yuru spoke quickly, and noticed that Song Xiaoshuang was gesturing, and Sima Yuru immediately added: "We're going to use it soon!" ”

Zahid was stunned for a moment, then with a bright smile on his face, he spoke quickly in Arabic: "Yes! ”