Because it was not possible to get a few thousand people on board at the same time, the operatives had been arranging for expatriates to board the planes.

In less than four hours, 3,187 Chinese, 122 Pakistanis, and 383 women and children from other countries filled eight B777s.

Fortunately, all 8 B777s were loaded with only 10 tons of fuel and were not overloaded.

However, there must be some travelers who have to sit on the floor or stand in the passageway.

No one complained, because no one wanted to stay.

In the meantime, something happened.

For example, there are several passengers from Europe who want to pay for the operatives who are responsible for arranging the boarding, and a blonde beauty who is quite attractive also tries to seduce an operative, but unfortunately, the operative is from China, and the Yanma does not have his appetite.

Towards the end of boarding, some American travelers began to make trouble.

You know, except for a few women and children, not a single traveler with a U.S. passport is receiving special care, which is obviously unacceptable to these Yankees.

After arranging for the last batch of passengers to board the plane, Wang Dong rushed over with the personnel.

At the entrance of the passageway, dozens of emotional American passengers were confronting the operatives, and the atmosphere was very tense.

Leading the way was a strong man over 1.9 meters tall, with a beard and a tattoo on his arm, which he must have done in the Marine Corps.

"What's going on?"

Wang Dong walked over, and compared to the strong man, he was almost half a head shorter.

"I'm a U.S. citizen, and I request that someone take me to the east departure hall, it's our right, I ......"

Wang Dong glanced at him and took the passport handed by the operatives.

Indeed a U.S. citizen.

Just, so what?

Wang Dong didn't think much about it at all, and tore the passport to shreds.

"You ......"

"How do you prove that you are a U.S. citizen?"

"You ......" the strong man was visibly enraged. Do you know who I am? It doesn't matter who you are, Uncle Sam's aircraft carrier battle group is coming over, just ......"

"Just what?"

Before the strong man could react, Wang Dong grabbed his wrist.

"If you're smart enough, you should keep your mouth shut. That's right, you're American, and I'm scared of Uncle Sam, so I'm not going to kill you. It's just that if you're going to say another half of the, I'll let you get out of here with the Stars and Stripes and let you know how the locals will welcome Uncle Sam. ”

As he said this, Wang Dong dragged the strong man to the floor-to-ceiling window facing the outside of the airport.

Outside the airport, a crowd agitated by radicals set fire to several American flags, and outside the airport gates, a scarecrow wearing a U.S. military helmet was burning.

"You believe Uncle Sam so much, I'll let you stay and wait for Uncle Sam."

"No...... You can't do that, you ......"

Wang Dong didn't talk nonsense to the strong man, and asked two operatives to come and drag him away.

Then, Wang Dong picked up the megaphone and stood on the service desk outside the passage.

"Everyone, listen, the last flight is full, because of the lack of fuel, so including us, we have to stay."

In the hall, nearly 10,000 passengers looked at Wang Dong's side.

Some were surprised, some were terrified, but more often than not, fear.

"If you're willing to cooperate, maybe there's still a chance. Otherwise, I assure you, the vast majority of people here will not live until tomorrow morning, and we certainly do not include us. ”

"How to cooperate?" A middle-aged Western man stood up and asked.

"The ones out there are all civilians who have been instigated by the terrorists, and if they are allowed to rush in, the situation will be completely out of control. As soon as this evening, or early tomorrow morning at the latest, the main forces of the Iraqi Defense Forces will arrive in Baghdad, and the situation will be brought under control. If we can make it to that point, we all have a chance to leave alive. All you have to do is keep order and don't cause us trouble. ”

"What can you guarantee?" Another Westerner stood up.

"I said that the last flight was fully loaded, and I would leave with women and children later. Like you, I and those I brought with me must stay. All I can guarantee is to fight the enemies who are trying to kill us, and fight until the last moment! ”

Both Westerners sighed, then crouched down.

Wang Dong didn't talk much nonsense, returned to the passage with a few operatives, and then closed the door of the passage.

At this time, all eight fully loaded B777s had completed their pre-takeoff preparations, and the last one had also received the fuel needed to fly to Saudi Arabia.

It's just that all eight B777s are parked outside the terminal, waiting for take-off orders.

Everyone was waiting for Wang Dong, waiting for Wang Dong to give an order.

"Brother Chu?"

"The snipers are all in place."

"Man's wife?"

"It's been ready for a long time."

"Madman?"

"Roger, everything is ready."

"Hammer?"

"To be honest, I'd love to know if there's vodka in hell. This ghost place, I have long had enough, go to his Allah, go to his prophet! ”

Wang Dong was speechless, but it was really difficult for Churkin, who was addicted to alcohol, during this time.

All the operatives have been deployed in place, just waiting for Wang Dong to give the order.

With a sigh, Wang Dong nodded at Wang Haotian.

"Rainbow One, this is the control center."

"Rainbow 1 received."

"The operation begins, and it takes off immediately. Repeat, the action begins, immediately takes off. ”

"Rainbow 1 received and is ready to take off."

"Rainbow 2, enter the waiting area, ready to take off."

"Rainbow 2 received."

……

Outside, eight B777s lined up in a column and slid towards the runway in turn.

In order to save time, the take-off interval was reduced to half a minute.

It was not arranged by Wang Haotian casually, but was decided after consulting with the pilots of the eight B777s, and the normal interval was at least two minutes.

Apparently, these pilots also did not want to stay in Baghdad.

A few minutes later, the B777, codenamed "Rainbow 1", taxied to the end of the runway.

At this time, outside the airport.

Agitated, the crowd began to advance towards the airport again, and the radicals who rushed ahead used stones, glass bottles, and Molotov cocktails.

It's just that the operatives who were originally guarding the gate of the airport have been withdrawn.

Most of the people who came were civilians, and even the radicals were just demagogic civilians.

The resentment of the Iraqi people has nothing to do with Wang Dong, but is directed at the Western countries led by the United States, because it was the war launched by the United States that plunged Iraq into decades of war.

Not only in Iraq, but in almost all Middle Eastern countries, there is a market for "anti-American".

Not to mention civilians, even rulers like Crown Prince Mohammed believe that everything the United States has done is only for its own sake, and it has brought endless disasters to the countries of the Middle East.

The United States has waged so many wars and ended many wars?

"Bang-"

Hearing the sound of gunfire coming from the roof of the building, Wang Dong sighed secretly.

It was Xie Chuyue who shot him, and he killed a terrorist who mixed in with the crowd and fanned the flames.

It's time to come, it's still coming!