Chapter Eighty-Three: Hostages

Red and black smoke rose from a sand pit next to the dune, and the strange smell of burning corpses had no effect on the few people standing near the sand pit.

After a short period of consideration, Sima Yuru still said that Song Xiaoshuang knew Uncle Issam, and saw a look of joy flashing in Zahid's eyes, as an agent, Sima Yuru certainly had his own opinions on what Zahid said, and felt that Zahid was likely to take more than 100 people who got off the plane as hostages and had his own plans!

At this time, Sima Yuru remembered what Song Xiaoshuang meant by bribing the aborigines, could he have guessed that these would not have happened? Although Sima Yuru was suspicious in her heart, she never said it.

Seeing that the flames were gradually extinguished, the captain had been burned into a pile of ashes, and several people next to the sand pit quickly filled the sand pit with their hands, Song Xiaoshuang looked at the two tribal soldiers with the AK47 assault rifle on their backs covered their faces with gauze towels, picked up the two coffee-colored suitcases full of cans and left the sand dunes directly, Zahid, who had a resolute face, lifted the handle of the general-purpose machine gun with one hand, waved his hand and signaled to take the remaining three tribal soldiers to leave the dunes and return to the village, seemingly not worried at all about the two running away alone.

Song Xiaoshuang clapped his hands disapprovingly and shook off the sand on his hands, picked up the casual shoes that were still in the sand on the side, poured out the sand in the shoes, patted the sand and dust on his feet and put the shoes on quickly, looked at Sima Yuru with a dignified face, and said with a strange expression on his face: "Don't you pour out the sand in your shoes?" People are gone who go to see if your instep is baby fat! ”

"You bastard, you're all hostage, and you're still in the mood for a joke!"

Sima Yuru almost gritted her teeth and roared, but her face couldn't help showing a touch of redness, she didn't expect Song Xiaoshuang to observe so carefully, and she actually knew that her feet were as white and fat as jade lotus, and after being broken by Song Xiaoshuang's words, Sima Yuru was in a state of shame and inexplicability, and there was a feeling of being completely seen through in her heart.

Although he reprimanded Song Xiaoshuang for being a weird person with a "bad taste", Sima Yuru still quickly shook off the sand in his shoes and put them back on, and he had already quickly adjusted his mentality by putting on his shoes, and he could no longer see the embarrassed and blushing look just now, and he didn't look at Song Xiaoshuang striding towards the village, and said in a calm tone: "Song Xiaoshuang, can't you think of a way to leave the desert and return to China as soon as possible?" ”

The agent is different, although she is a woman, her psychological defense line is very strong after strict training!

Song Xiaoshuang followed behind Sima Yuru unhurriedly, secretly slandering in his heart. Just now, I was just lucky, and I just figured out where Sima Yuru's weakness was, that is, her pair of baby fat and white feet, which was similar to Fatuna's mixed-race girl, no matter how strong a woman was, she was also a woman, and she also had weaknesses that were easy to break through!

Of course, Song Xiaoshuang considered it this way, assuming that Sima Yuru and Fatuna were caught and interrogated, and after the weaknesses of the two were known, the psychological defense line might be breached, and once the psychological defense line was breached, people were likely to succumb.

Hearing Sima Yuru's serious words, Song Xiaoshuang put aside the assumption of how to break through Sima Yuru's psychological defense, did not stop, and said in a low voice: "Sima Yuru, since you can think that we have all become hostages, and you already have your own opinions in your heart, why do you ask me?" I'll just say one thing, see no, there is still a complete Airbus airliner parked on the salt shell, although there are indeed all kinds of problems, but they can be repaired, it is the property of Air France, it is not easy to get out of the desert here! ”

"Why can't you ask, you have already obtained an official passport issued by the embassy, how convenient it is to return to China with it, I don't need to say, you can't fulfill the obligations of a Chinese citizen?"

Seeing that Song Xiaoshuang didn't reveal his own thoughts at all, Sima Yuru's temper also came up, and she rebuked very unceremoniously, in her opinion, although she has not figured out what Song Xiaoshuang and Major Zhao Pu and Major Zheng Min have said so far, and how much valuable information has been provided, anyway, the embassy specially gave a real and valid official passport for returning to China, and this official passport will be invalid after returning to China.

"Sima Yuru, you don't have to say your whole idea, I can guess most of it, believe it or not, the person who gave you the file just asked you to watch my every move, right? If I don't go back to China, you have to stay with me, do you feel like you want to kill someone now! ”

Song Xiaoshuang was talking like a ruffian, and seeing Sima Yuru walking on the sand calmly without the slightest anger, Song Xiaoshuang nodded secretly, knowing that Sima Yuru was still a good agent.

Sima Yuru pulled the collar of the lapel sweatshirt with her fingers, and looked at the figure of Zahid who had already walked to the vicinity of the village in front of her, she stopped and looked at Song Xiaoshuang, wrinkled her forehead and whispered: "Do you mean to follow the trend and see the opportunity, or do you have any other ideas, let's hear it!" ”

Song Xiaoshuang sat on the sand pile with a fart, and said without much expression on his face: "Let's talk about the line of following the crowd first, Air France, Mauritania, Mali, the captain who hung up, the plane that landed in force, more than 100 passengers, and the Malian government army, ** tribal armed forces, extreme rebels armed terrorists, Zahid is a tribal leader, yes, but he is also a grassroots commander of the tribal armed forces, you also noticed that the weapons carried by the tribal fighters are very old, although there are Soviet-style rocket launchers, but there are very few, The main thing is the AK47 assault rifle, the AK47 assault rifle carried by the two tribal warriors on their backs is even smoothed out, and the bipod of the universal machine gun in Zahid's hand is crooked, so we naturally became hostages! ”

Sima Yuru didn't say anything about Song Xiaoshuang's observation so carefully, just stood on the sand and nodded slightly to signal Song Xiaoshuang to continue.

Song Xiaoshuang stretched out his hand and tore off a few small green leaves on the bush next to him and put them in his mouth to chew, a green smell of grass and trees drifted away with the wind, and the nearby flying spotted mosquitoes fled from the wind, Song Xiaoshuang spit out the chewed leaves, and felt a slight numbness in his tongue.

However, he didn't care, and after gesturing Sima Yuru to sit on the sand, he continued: "Zahid will use hostages to blackmail the Malian government army to provide some of the weapons that can be used, anyway, preliminary cooperation with the government army has been established, as long as Zahid releases the news, I have more than 100 passengers from various countries getting off the plane, and I have no ability to protect them from getting out of the desert and rushing to the desert road, the government army will not give weapons, the background of the Malian government is France, and West Africa and Northeast Africa are France's traditional spheres of influence. We all know this, if the government army provides weapons with inappropriate concessions, Zahid will use the passenger plane in the desert as an important weight to blackmail the government army, how can a plane get tens of millions, and it will be blown up into scrap metal by Zahid with explosives, Air France will be distressed to death, the key is to blow up Zahid can also be said to be done by extreme rebels and armed terrorists, after all, the situation here is still a war zone is very chaotic, the plane was destroyed, Air France can only stare dryly, and a little pressure A lot of weapons and ammunition will go to Zahid's hands, Naturally, we hostages will leave safely, or the tribal warriors will escort us out of the nearby desert area, which is a line that follows the crowd. "Actually, it's just the best outcome, but it's not possible to achieve it at all!" Sima Yuru, you may have underestimated the extreme rebel forces entrenched in the nearby area, and overestimated the determination and ability of Air France, the French government, the Mauritanian government, and the Malian government forces to quickly coordinate with each other to solve the problem. ”

Song Xiaoshuang spoke in a somewhat fluctuating tone, and Sima Yuru, who was sitting on the sand next to him, flashed in his dark eyes, and blurted out: "After you say this, I agree with the speculation that the situation will develop in a bad direction later, you must have a full idea, right?" ”

Song Xiaoshuang's expression became extremely serious, breaking a branch from the bushes around him and drawing lines on the sand at a speed, and at the same time said quickly: "Sima Yuru, you see, not long after we took off from Attar, the captain had an accident, and the destination was originally a direct flight to Paris, France, and Air France's route was to leave the African continent through the airspace of Algeria, referring to the cruising speed of Airbus, the refusal of the co-pilot David to guide the flight before he fell unconscious, and the plane itself had problems, The plane only made a right turn and kept flying straight, and the preliminary judgment was that we were in the desert area of northern Mali, and there were abandoned salt pans, which should be in the desert southwest of the ancient town of Taudeni, less than 200 kilometers from the Mauritanian border, and not far from the border checkpoint and refugee camp of Major Bashar. At that time, Uncle Issam also pointed out the approximate location of the Zahid tribe on the desert map! ”

"What do you mean?"

Although Sima Yuru was a little surprised that things were so coincidental, Song Xiaoshuang determined his location in the desert so quickly, but as an agent, it was very simple to determine the distance according to the map and various reference materials that could be used for reference, but limited to the limited information revealed by Major Zhao Pu, she knew very little about Song Xiaoshuang, and she could not infer Song Xiaoshuang's true intentions.

Song Xiaoshuang knew that Sima Yuru had always regarded him as a secret agent, that is, the kind of agent with one-line contact, and it felt normal to reason and judge what he said, and he didn't correct Sima Yuru's wrong thoughts, no matter what she thought, it wouldn't be like Isabel who said that he was a wizard and would immediately refute and deny it, and Sima Yuru didn't believe it at all.

"We all know just now that Zahid said that the extremist rebel armed forces occupy some oasis tribes and small towns on the west side, and they are not far from the border, and I suspect that this extreme rebel armed force is very strong, and when Zahid is not ready, he is ready to occupy this place and let more than 100 passengers from various countries become their hostages!"

Hearing Song Xiaoshuang say this, Sima Yuru couldn't understand where Song Xiaoshuang's worry came from, and said with a puzzled expression: "Are you sure?" ”

"When we go back to the village, that kind of speculation is very likely, because we have fought once at the border checkpoint, and you don't need to ask about the details, you can't say, the extremist rebel forces are not only armed with armed men, but also other very capable people."

Song Xiaoshuang got up from the sand pile and walked down quickly, saying words that made Sima Yuru feel ignorant.