In the face of Chinese biscuits, terrorists can't put it down.

This kind of high-compression biscuit is a hard commodity in the hands of terrorists. Even more expensive than an AK assault rifle.

Fighting in the sand, many times, they are left without any replenishment and can only starve.

But Huaxia's compressed biscuits, but after a piece, there will be no hunger for a day.

So, the terrorist was happier when he saw the biscuit than when he saw the gold, silver and jewelry.

"Actually, I don't tell you anything, the chief took people to get something called yellow cakes, I don't know, what it is for. But the leader said, with this, even the North Americans would not dare to do anything with us,......." said the terrorist.

"Is there really such a thing? Where is it? ”

Ye Xiuwen said casually.

"Hello? This news is very expensive. It can be said that few people except me know. ”

The terrorists said proudly.

“OK，.......”

Ye Xiuwen responded, beckoning from behind, and the insect took out a whole pack of compressed biscuits from his backpack.

"Oh my God, you're so rich?" The terrorist, exclaimed.

"It's nothing, we just took down Sumer, this is our lordship, our reward." Ye Xiuwen didn't care.

"Then you adults, what a good person. These compressed biscuits can be exchanged for at least a dozen Western female models. ”

"Okay, tell me the news you're proud of? In this way, when I go back, I can also boast to our adults that I will not forget you if I have benefits in the future. ”

Ye Xiuwen said again, dispelling the last doubts of the terrorists.

"In the wasteland of 'Moore Reserve', the leader took a Chinese man to open the treasury there, saying that he would bring back all the contents inside,......."

"Oh, I see,......."

Ye Xiuwen nodded, and got another piece of news.

"Hi, turn left, we're at ,......."

In vain, the terrorists made a left turn, three cars, and turned into an alley.

The houses here are all medieval, mud-made houses.

But it looks sturdy.

After hundreds of years of wind and rain, the walls of dirt still stand.

Ye Xiuwen looked at it and said, "Why didn't I see here, how many guards are there?" ”

"You don't know that, do you? We are safe here, almost two thousand people. No one would be stupid enough to run among us.

What's more, even if someone comes in, they can't get out.

Do you see, there are our snipers all around the courtyard wall, and if anyone wants to save someone, they will be able to see it. The terrorists may be happy and explain the rules to Ye Xiuwen one by one.

Ye Xiuwen memorized the positions of the snipers on the wall and the patrolmen. And the car slowly stopped.

There were four terrorists at the door, looking like guards, but someone stopped and said, "What are you doing?" ”

"Escort the hostages here,......"

Before Ye Xiuwen could speak, the terrorist standing outside the car said.

"Oh, it's Satsuma?"

The terrorists led by him actually knew the terrorist Ye Xiuwen hanging outside the car.

Ye Xiuwen smiled and got out of the lane: "We have a lot of hostages, how many of us can also help escort them?" ”

"It's just a few hostages, and you still need so many of us to escort them together?" The terrorists led the way disdainfully.

"Huh? Don't underestimate these Chinese people, there are a few of us who are the Chinese soldiers that the leader wants the most. When we captured them, more than a dozen people died?

Come on, look at this! .......”

Ye Xiuwen dragged out the bound old ghost with one hand.

The old ghost bared his teeth, laughed, frightened the five terrorists, and couldn't help but take half a step back.

"This Chinese man looks very fierce?" Satsuma Road.

"Yes! So we're going to have a few more people to escort them, and it's better to have a couple of cages to keep them in. Ye Xiuwen continued.

"Cages, there are a few of them, come with us!" The little leader of the terrorists said.

"Well, let's go ,......."

Ye Xiuwen waved his hand at the car, and several other people also got down, escorting the old ghost who was pretending to be a hostage, the three jumpers, Liu Liu, the black ferret and others.

"Yo, this chick is good, isn't it?"

Satsuma actually fell in love with the black ferret at a glance and pinched the ferret's jaw

"Bang! .......”

The black ferret didn't care about that, and when he went up and kicked it, he kicked Satsuma in the crotch.

"Whew,......."

Satsuma screamed in pain, while the other terrorists laughed.

"I've said it, these Chinese soldiers are very powerful, but you just don't listen." Ye Xiuwen also laughed.

"Stinky bitch, I'm going to kill you,......"

Satsuma was so angry that he drew his knife and wanted to stab the black ferret.

"Hey, friend, these are the people the leader wants."

Ye Xiuwen reminded that Satsuma's body was petrified in an instant. No matter how bold he was, he didn't dare to disobey the leader's consciousness.

"Let's go, don't provoke these Huaxia. When we have money, what women can we not find? ”

Ye Xiuwen comforted Satsuma, and Satsuma patted the compressed biscuits on his waist, and said in his heart: Yes, I have so many compressed biscuits, how cool it is to go to a Western model.

"Let's go, let's go, let's keep walking, and have the good fruits of their Chinese people to eat."

Satsuma said arrogantly, while Ye Xiuwen asked rhetorically: "Before us, we also arrested a few Huaxia people and sent them over, what about them?" I heard that there is another one who is an officer. That person is very important. ”

"Oh, you're talking about the officer? He was taken to the torture chamber. Huaxia people, if we don't meet our demands, we will kill him, cut off his head, and show it to the Huaxia people. The little leader of the guards said.

"Where's the torture cell?" Ye Xiuwen asked.

"What are you asking for?" The leader of the terrorists became alert in vain, and secretly held a gun in his hand.

Ye Xiuwen knew that he was asking too quickly, and the other party became alert.

He gestured behind him and was the first to charge towards the terrorist leader.

The little leader yelled at the gun, and was about to shoot, but he didn't want Ye Xiuwen's hand to have already caught the AK. With a shake of his hand, the gun fell apart, and then with a sharp punch, it struck the terrorist's little leader in the face.

The small leader of the terrorist, his body shook twice, and Ye Xiuwen flew out again, kicking him out more than ten meters away.

The terrorists slid on the ground and slammed into the wall on the side of the hallway before stopping.

In the room on the left and right, hearing the sound of fighting, there was an exclamation, and Ye Xiuwen suddenly frowned slightly,.......

(End of chapter)