At night, the Timbuktu desert airfield is brightly lit, fighter jets and transport planes are constantly taking off and landing, and the noise that shakes the eardrums constantly echoes over the airport.

In the desert on the side of the airport, Song Xiaoshuang and Sima Yuru, dressed in gray and white robes, walked unhurriedly on the sand outside the fence of the airport's metal runway.

Although it was already nightfall, and everyone hurried with suitcases and various packages, and after running into a wall at the airport gate, the first people left and the later ones were still trying, begging the armed Malian government soldiers to let them enter the military-controlled desert airport, so that they could follow the opportunity to leave this damn desert area, most of them came with hope, and turned away with deep disappointment in their hearts.

Song Xiaoshuang and Sima Yuru walked all the way near the airport gate, there are too many scenes like this, the expressions on the faces of men and women are different, there are anger and sorrow, there are whispered quarrels between family and friends, everyone is thinking about how to leave Timbuktu, like Song Xiaoshuang and Sima Yuru wearing robes, no one will pay attention at all, Mali is constantly fighting fiercely, anything can happen, Asians in robes don't let the hurried people pay attention for even half a second.

"Song Xiaoshuang, you have a lot of secrets!"

After Sima Yuru followed Song Xiaoshuang from several white European men and women dozens of meters away, he saw that several members of the family, men and women, old and young, were standing next to the metal fence a few meters high, and their palms of different sizes were grasping the metal woven fence, Sima Yuru secretly sighed and withdrew his gaze from them, looked at Song Xiaoshuang, who was walking without saying a word, and suddenly said two words.

There are too many people who want to leave Timbuktu, only a few people can leave by plane, and it is a military transport plane, and there have been people who mysteriously approached her and Song Xiaoshuang on the black market and peddled the so-called military transport plane seats.

Of course, Sima Yuru knows that this is fake, there are many family members of the Malian government army in Timbuktu, and they also failed to leave by plane, and if they want to go to the capital, they can only go west on the desert road for thousands of kilometers, which is the only way, but it is said that the extreme rebels occupied two oasis towns next to the desert road a while ago, and before the Malian government army and the French ** team reopened the land route, leaving Timbuktu by plane and leaving Mali has become the hope of many people, and all kinds of gossip are flying all over the sky, The scam of peddling so-called seats on transport planes came naturally.

"Everyone has a secret, Sima Yuru is not the same for you?"

Under the scattered lights in the airport, Sima Yuru could see one side of Song Xiaoshuang's face, Sima Yuru was still wondering if Song Xiaoshuang would continue to remain silent, but he didn't expect Song Xiaoshuang to speak quickly without looking back.

"You know what I say, don't be sloppy!"

Sima Yuru spoke directly and quickly in a low tone, as a dormant agent of the military intelligence system, he was a little sad to receive the only order from his superiors who accompanied Song Xiaoshuang on the same plane, Song Xiaoshuang had a lot of secrets Sima Yuru wanted to know, whether it was as an agent or as an ordinary woman.

From the time she received the order from her superiors, Sima Yuru knew that her superiors would not tell her secrets that she shouldn't know, but it was hard for Sima Yuru to imagine that Song Xiaoshuang was very different from the kind of agents who carried out secret tasks in her mind, and Song Xiaoshuang's ability in many aspects was far beyond that of special service workers in the general sense.

Sima Yuru has undergone strict and systematic training, what should an intelligence officer do and what he will think, of course Sima Yuru understands the powerful relationship, Song Xiaoshuang seems to be a ruffian on weekdays, purely a foodie, but after the two have been in contact for a long time, Sima Yuru knows that Song Xiaoshuang has a very strict tone, and has obviously been in contact with many confidential and even top-secret matters, although Song Xiaoshuang once told jokes and said that he would tell her a lot of secrets, Sima Yuru would not believe it, just wanted to see what Song Xiaoshuang was doing. Then try to analyze the hidden mysteries.

"Sima Yuru, your ability is very good, observe very carefully, noticed the tone of the innkeeper when he relayed the message, it was them, not her, who were able to meet a familiar woman in the desert, and this woman has a certain status among the mercenaries under the banner of private military contractors, there are only a few female mercenaries who go to the oasis to escort Air France passengers, we have all seen it, of course not, I have already guessed who she is, but I didn't expect to see her in Timbuktu!"

Song Xiaoshuang walked along the sand next to the airport fence, while talking in a low voice, the voice control was just enough for Sima Yuru next to him to hear, the noise caused by the take-off and landing of planes at Timbuktu Airport at night came far away, and it was not easy for others to notice the content of the speech when talking near the fence.

Song Xiaoshuang has already used his mental power to probe the environment within a distance of dozens of meters nearby, and within the effective distance of his mental power exploration, he has only observed various desert small animals in the desert sand, as well as the military's preset hidden sensors, the purpose of which is to detect people who have climbed over the fence and broken into the airport runway as soon as possible, and there is no abnormal situation within one meter below the sand, no mines or dexterous explosive devices have been found, and there will be a monitoring probe every few hundred meters on the fence.

Although it cannot be ruled out that there are intelligence agencies in the desert near the airport to arrange a variety of dexterous devices, the purpose of which is to find useful information from the background noise, but there are not too many such devices, they will be arranged in the desert sand near the entrance of the airport or inside the airport building, the intelligence agency must also talk about the input cost of obtaining intelligence, the fence around the huge airport covers a wide area, and the cost of all the listening devices will be a headache for the heads of the intelligence agencies.

Song Xiaoshuang is a very cautious and cautious person, even if there is a listening device that he did not find dozens of meters away, Song Xiaoshuang's voice is very low, even if the monitoring equipment records all the audio data during this period of time in real time, it is difficult to distinguish such a low human speaking voice, it has long been extinguished in the noisy background sound source of the airport, Song Xiaoshuang is a person who has worked as an analyst in the research institute, these truths are naturally understood.

"That's why I want to ask you, you seem to be a combination of contradictions, and it's hard to figure out!"

Hearing that Song Xiaoshuang said something useful, Agent Sima Yuru's intuition reminded her that she would know a big secret about Song Xiaoshuang tonight, obviously Song Xiaoshuang didn't have the idea of not letting her know, otherwise she wouldn't agree to follow her. Thinking of this, Sima Yuru said noncommittally.

"After seeing her, you don't need to find any valuable information from me, I think the relevant domestic departments already know that I am in the African desert at this time."

After Song Xiaoshuang stopped and motioned for Sima Yuru to come over, he whispered next to her ear.

"Who is she?"

Sima Yuru said in a voice as low as a mosquito.

"According to the Northwest Hans, she is my mother-in-law, my woman!"

Song Xiaoshuang said with a strange look on his face, Sima Yuru was a little surprised, she saw the expression on Song Xiaoshuang's face with bitterness, when will this guy be afraid of something, will he be afraid of a woman?

In the container house a few hundred meters away, Eliza, who was wearing a desert digital training uniform with short hair, opened the door with a high-precision sniper rifle in her hand and walked into the house, and saw the mature female instructor wearing the same desert training uniform, sitting on the edge of the folded metal table, holding a signature pen in her hand and pinching it in the palm of her hand, a pair of Danfeng eyes flashed with a complex meaning that she had never seen, Eliza didn't dare to continue looking, stood on the metal floor in the room, and said Arabic in a calm tone: "Instructor, The person you're looking for is already here, and they'll be here in four minutes! ”

"Well, if you come, let him and the woman come here, tell Alfs that today's matter is a secret, and if anyone leaks it, don't blame me for giving him the grand prize!"

The instructor looked at Eliza in front of him, and the expression on his face seemed to be indifferent and spoke the same Arabic.

What the instructor said made Eliza's back numb, although this instructor is a mature woman, but it can make Eliza, who is also a woman, feel terrible, and when she heard the words of the award, Eliza remembered the sad encounter with Alfs last time, and quickly tensed her body again and stood straighter, signaling that she understood and walked out with a sniper rifle, and also took the metal door with her

Song Xiaoshuang's arms were slightly forced, and he gently opened the reconstructed metal door on the container, and walked into the house unhurriedly, Sima Yuru followed and walked in with the metal door.

Sima Yuru saw that there was only a small light on in the container house, a Chinese woman in her thirties, wearing a desert digital training uniform, sitting at a metal table, this woman had a super figure, a good-looking goose egg face with red phoenix eyes, and a black bun coiled on the back of her head.

"Song Xiaoshuang, you are really bad, but I know that you have not disappeared from this world, many people will not sleep well, this Sima Yuru next to you has a good temperament, do you want to go to the military intelligence system to eat?"

Song Xiaoshuang looked at the woman sitting at the table, very unhappy speaking Chinese with a northern accent, and he could only say with a sneer: "Don't talk about this, Liang Li!" You told her? ”

"Of course I said it, otherwise you think that the transport plane is driven by your family, you can come as soon as you want to go, and the identity of the embassy and consulate staff is not qualified enough, so I think it is best to let the country know that you exist, my man is very capable, how can he enjoy the top treatment, it is normal to surprise those gringos, it is your stand-up collar robe that looks very unpleasant, and there are ready clothes to change in the room, and we will leave together in two hours!"

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar man in front of her, Liang Li held back her impulsiveness and said in a playful tone.