The two people standing at the door of the pancake shop were Song Xiaoshuang and Sima Yuru, who were dressed as refugees, and a box of canned food placed on the wooden counter was the last box of canned chicken with snail sauce on Song Xiaoshuang's body!

It turned out that in the abandoned and barren village next to the salt pans, the two boxes of canned chicken with snail sauce that Fahad left for Song Xiaoshuang before leaving were used by Zahid, who knew the goods, to heat them up to make nutritious meals for the wounded in the battle.

Song Xiaoshuang said that Zahid had only returned three boxes, and when he left the village, Zahid asked for two more boxes and the last box was left.

It has been the third day since he left the desert in northern Mali, and he has traveled thousands of kilometers, and Song Xiaoshuang is not willing to open the canned food to eat the sauce chicken inside, and has been carrying it on his body, eating the canned food and compressed biscuits provided by the government army, preparing to save this box of canned food for the last to eat.

When more than a dozen pickup trucks dressed as refugee convoys stopped in the sparsely populated desert town at night, Song Xiaoshuang had already noticed that in a row of mud-walled bungalows built of sand and dirt more than 100 meters away, there was an Arabic-style pancake shop that was still open as usual, and had begun to light candles!

In such a chaotic desert war zone, staying in a precarious town, can you still sell pancakes as usual? What sustains shopkeepers to do this?

Song Xiaoshuang first suspected that it was an intelligence officer who collected intelligence, which could be the Malian government army, or the tribal armed forces or even the extreme rebel forces placed in the desert town.

Following the intelligence officer's deduction, Song Xiaoshuang knew that there were two other possibilities, one might be the eyeliner arranged by the arms dealer in the town, and the other could be the eyeliner of various private military contractors.

Intelligence officers operating on the intelligence front should have some valuable information about the nearby desert in the near future!

With such a reasonable inference, Song Xiaoshuang's eyes signaled to Sima Yuru, who was about to jump off the back box of the pickup truck, and followed him when he had a job, and the target was the owner of the pancake shop.

Sima Yuru was originally a dormant agent, and she also suspected that there was something wrong with the owner of the pancake shop, and when she saw Song Xiaoshuang and her thinking of one place, she walked straight to the door of the pancake shop with Song Xiaoshuang.

Before he walked to the door of the store, he was already within the radius that Song Xiaoshuang's spiritual power could explore, and he quickly made the pancake shop clear.

Song Xiaoshuang knew that the fat Arab uncle wearing a robe not only hid a pistol and several pistol magazines full of bullets in the hidden partition under the wooden counter, but also hollowed out a thick sandy wall in the middle of the shop, and made an earthen niche with a length of more than one meter and a width and a thickness of more than a foot to store firearms, covered with an arabesque velvet blanket on the outside, and a fine velvet blanket cushioned in the niche, with two AK74 assault rifles and a dozen magazines full of bullets placed horizontally!

In the chaotic war zone, it is not surprising that there are life-saving guns hidden, Song Xiaoshuang decided to ask for directions, and walked quickly to the door of the pancake shop, and after the Arab uncle with a smile on his face habitually solicited customers, Song Xiaoshuang quickly took out the canned chicken and put it on the wooden counter.

After seeing the somewhat obese Arab uncle's eyes, the uncle covered the canned box with the palm of one hand, and Song Xiaoshuang knew that there was a play!

This kind of weird-tasting canned chicken is rarely seen in the whole of West Africa, and even fewer people eat this kind of canned food, and an Arab uncle who seems to be selling pancakes shows a very familiar look with this kind of canned food, which in itself is a thing worth exploring, Song Xiaoshuang has not forgotten that Farhad said that canned food is given free of charge by arms suppliers!

After the obese Arab uncle was stunned for a moment, he grabbed the canned box with the palm of his hand covering the canned food box, and whispered in Arabic: "You can change a lot of pancakes, please two of you, the pancakes in the tray are not enough for me to make some, and the freshly made can be added with dates and fruits to taste more mellow!" ”

After Sima Yuru and Song Xiaoshuang, who were covered with scarves, glanced at each other, when the fat Arab uncle in a robe walked to the corner of the wall on the side of the store with a canned food box, the two of them quickly bypassed the counter and walked into the store.

The fat Arab uncle, while spreading the dough into the pan on the stove to make the pans, spoke in Arabic in a very low voice: "You are friends of Farhad? Want to know something? ”

At this time, Sima Yuru looked stunned, she didn't know much about Fahad Sima Yuru, but knowing that Fahad got canned chicken from an arms dealer, Sima Yuru said in Arabic with some doubts: "Are you the supplier of arms to Fahad?" ”

"That's right, the few truckloads of weapons and ammunition given to Farhad didn't make much money, Farhad, this dirt bun, was a very good mercenary back then, and he returned to the tribe as a mercenary and became a tribal leader, giving him weapons and ammunition cheaply, in case the extreme rebel forces crossed the desert border to invade the Green Tribe, who knew that he didn't want a penny, and gave Zahid's tribal armed detachment two truckloads of weapons and ammunition! Are you that consulate attaché Sima Yuru? And this one next to it is the mysterious Song? ”

The obese Arab uncle was making pancakes with his head down, and his voice was low and a little erratic, and his words were full of confidence.

After the Arab uncle finished speaking, Sima Yuru told Song Xiaoshuang in a low voice that this Arab uncle was Farhad's arms supplier, and knew that the two and Farhad had met in the village next to the salt pans, and knew the basic situation of the two.

Song Xiaoshuang was noncommittal about this, there is nothing strange about the arms supplier opening a pancake shop, maybe it is purely out of interest?

Knowing that he and Sima Yuru have a lot of intelligence clues, of course, it is due to the fact that there are reliable informants in Farhad's Oasis tribesmen and Zahid's tribal armed detachment.

Song Xiaoshuang asked Sima Yuru to ask Uncle Arabia, wanting to know the recent activities of the extremist rebel forces in the nearby desert, so as to estimate the possibility that the mercenary team would successfully rush to Timbuktu with more than 100 Air France passengers, but he got a very unexpected and useful information, which can save lives!

According to the feedback of the intelligence network that has worked hard to establish an efficient operation in the Sahara Desert for many years, Uncle Arab learned that the extremist rebel forces had blocked several major desert roads leading to Timbuktu two hours ago, and the convoy of refugees fleeing south could not pass at all!

Extremist rebel forces have learned that Air France passengers are going to Timbuktu, and even know that several Air France passengers who were seriously injured in the fighting in the village next to Yantian have settled in a secret base of government forces to recuperate.

The blockade of the desert highway was mainly carried by more than 100 passengers of Air France.

A few days ago, in the desert of northern Mali, the extremist rebel forces tried to seize more than 100 passengers of Air France and blackmail the Malian government army and Air France, but as a result, they lost more than 100 armed members and failed to achieve their goal.

Some obese Arab uncles are arms suppliers, not saints, and don't mind mercenary squads of private military contractors and more than 100 Air France passengers, hanging up at the hands of armed members of the extremist rebels.

Song Xiaoshuang and Sima Yuru were just lucky, and when they took out the box of canned food, Uncle Arabia learned that the refugee convoy resting in the desert town was dressed up as mercenaries and Air France passengers.

It is difficult to be completely accurate in intelligence gathering, and Uncle Arabia only knows that a team of mercenaries will escort Air France passengers through the chaotic war zone, and it is not clear exactly which desert road they are driving by.

Half an hour later, after Song Xiaoshuang and Sima Yuru left with two paper bags containing pancakes, the Arabic-style pancake shop closed its doors

"Don't stop rushing through the dry ancient river, we don't have much time!"

Under the thick night in the desert, a lot of red and black fire clouds exploded in the distant sand, and the crossfire of various weapons sounded like beans, on the edge of an ancient river channel full of dry and dust, Sima Yuru watched hundreds of figures running past him at a trot one after another, and his footsteps slid down the ancient river along the sand pile, shouting two words in Arabic from time to time, watching the last few figures slide down the ancient river channel, with a whistle in his mouth, even if a figure in the nearby desert desert sand approached, it was Song Xiaoshuang in a robe.

"There is no abnormal situation, let's go, don't care how the mercenary squad breaks through the blockade of the extreme rebel forces!"

Song Xiaoshuang whispered while jumping down the ancient river to remind Sima Yuru that it was time to go, and Sima Yuru finally saw the explosion smoke of the desert sand in the distance, and jumped down the ancient river channel quickly.

With the specific guidance of the obese Arab uncle, who is the real identity of an arms supplier, Song Xiaoshuang, Sima Yuru, Ihassan, and Andre have made a plan with the mercenary team that has learned from other channels that things have become tricky.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, he continued to drive hundreds of kilometers south on the desert road, and before approaching the blockade line of the extremist rebel forces, more than 100 passengers of Air France flights jumped off the pickup trucks at a speed, and under the leadership of Sima Yuru and several people, they approached the blockade line from the covert approach, and more than a dozen pickup trucks attacked the blockade line set up by the armed members of the extremist rebels under the control of mercenaries.

Seeing that the blockade line of the armed members of the extremist rebels was shrinking due to the impact of people, Ihasan and Andre led the way down the ancient river with more than 100 people, and advanced all the way along the ancient river to avoid the armed members of the extremist rebels, making their defense line useless, and the mercenary squad became a pawn to attract firepower.

Song Xiaoshuang is not worried about the life and death of the mercenaries, they are just licking the blood from the knife edge, it is the best to be able to complete the task, without the drag of Air France passengers, there is a possibility of successfully passing through the blockade line, and the place where the mercenaries meet has been demarcated in advance, it depends on how many mercenaries can be left.