"Bang, bang, bang......"

Gunshots rang out, and the chaotic hall finally fell silent.

Almost at the same time, dozens of armed operatives rushed out of the boarding tunnel, and the passengers crowded outside the tunnel retreated.

Receiving the megaphone handed by the operatives, Wang Dong stood on the ticket cutting table.

"Everyone has it, listen to the command, all step back!"

Wang Dong speaks Chinese, and it is standard Mandarin, which is similar to that of a TV host, as long as he is a Chinese, he will definitely be able to understand it.

A small number of travelers began to retreat, only more unmoved.

"Why should we listen to you, who are you?"

Someone yelled, but didn't stand up, and shrank back after shouting, apparently not wanting to be discovered by nearby operatives.

"yes, why should we listen to you?"

"What are you, and on what basis do you command us?"

"Don't listen to him, everybody."

……

Someone took the lead, someone followed, and the scene got out of control again.

"Da Da Da ......"

……

Without Wang Dong's greeting, several operatives fired warning shots.

As soon as the gunfire stopped, Wang Dong beckoned the two operatives over, and then pointed into the crowd.

He didn't see the guy who took the lead in making trouble, but through the surveillance camera in the hall, Luo Qing saw it and told Wang Dong and the operatives.

When two heavily armed operatives walked by, the passengers ducked.

"I am a native of Huaxia, just like you, a descendant of Yan and Huang. Why should you listen to me? Because I have a gun in my hand, because I am organizing and directing the evacuation! ”

At this time, two operatives caught the troublemaker.

"If you're not convinced, you can get out of here now."

Wang Dong pointed to the passage leading to the west wing of the terminal, where the gate had been locked and guarded by several operatives.

At this time, a picture appeared on the big screen.

It was not a TV commercial, but a suspicious waiting hall in the west of the terminal, crowded with nearly 10,000 passengers from other countries, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

There is no need to explain much, normal people can understand.

The two operatives brought the troublemaker over, a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a famous brand, and he knew that he was very rich at a glance.

Maybe it's a wealthy boss.

In recent years, taking advantage of Iraq's reconstruction, the Chinese businessmen who came here to make a fortune were like carp crossing the river, and many of them made a lot of money.

It's just that the guy is obviously scared.

"I have no other requirements for you, obey the order, and take care of your family and friends. No matter what you do, don't embarrass the Chinese people! ”

After saying this, Wang Dong jumped down.

"You...... What are you going to do......

"If it weren't for the fact that you also speak Chinese, I would have shot you!"

"No...... You can't ......."

"Solitary confinement, stay at the end." Wang Dong didn't talk nonsense with that guy.

The two operatives didn't dwell on it and dragged the guy away.

"No, no...... No...... I have money, I have a lot of money, I ......"

Is it great to have money?

Don't forget, Wang Dong is the big boss of D&F or the majority shareholder of Angu, and even he doesn't know how much assets he has.

Billions, maybe tens of billions, or dollars.

"Listen up, all go back to their original positions, children, women, the elderly and the disabled are given priority, please consciously abide by the order......"

The voice came from the radio speaker, and it was Luo Qing shouting.

The female voice was easier to calm the traveler, but Luo Qing's vicious tone was more like a dominatrix.

Anyway, order has finally returned to the hall.

Soon after, the operatives began handing out cards with numbers written on them and taking pictures of those who received them to determine the order of boarding.

This is an idea that Wang Haotian came up with, so as not to wait for another dispute.

Some were dissatisfied, some were sad, but most of the passengers accepted the arrangement calmly, after all, no one wanted to be held in solitary confinement.

Subsequently, the operatives began to distribute food.

Mainly boxed lunches and pastries, all from other airliners, the taste is not delicious, but it has not deteriorated, and it can fill the belly.

This is also Wang Haotian's arrangement, first, the passengers are really hungry, and second, to test the effect of distributing number plates.

Fortunately, the whole process was orderly.

At this time, Wang Dong had already gone to the waiting hall of the west wing of the terminal and was dealing with another trouble.

The initial gunfire alarmed the passengers on this side, and the situation became even more chaotic, with some able-bodied passengers even beginning to storm the passage guarded by the operatives.

They weren't stupid and knew that going to the East Wing Departure Hall would give them a chance to board the plane leaving Baghdad.

Quite simply, the B777s all went to the east wing of the terminal.

However, they first had to break through the blockade set up by the operatives.

For these non-Chinese tourists, Wang Dong was not so polite, not only locked the gate of the passage, but also asked the operatives to set up a few machine guns in the passage.

As soon as the situation gets out of control, the operatives will open fire.

"Da Da Da ......"

……

After the operatives fired their gunshots, the situation in the departure hall eased a little, and the Western passengers who were leading the disturbance quieted down.

Putting on the mask prepared for him by the operatives, Wang Dong walked out of the passage.

"Quiet, quiet! We are organizing an evacuation operation, and everyone has a chance. In order to facilitate evacuation, we arrange the boarding order according to the country. ”

Wang Dong speaks English, and American English.

He didn't say anything more, and handed the megaphone to the operatives who came with him.

"Now, please come here with Pakistani passports."

The operative, who was from Pakistan, shouted in English and Urdu in Urdu, as well as several major local languages.

Now, the hall was lively.

"Da Da Da ......"

……

The riot was responded to by gunfire, and the operatives lowered the muzzle of the gun, breaking a lot of glass, making the rioting passengers feel threatened.

"Visitors with Pakistani passports, please come to the front!"

The operative shouted again.

There were people shouting in the crowd, others waving their passports, but they couldn't get close to the entrance because there were so many passengers, and most of them were crowded near the entrance.

Wang Dong didn't think much about it, took the megaphone, and shouted: "Listen to everything, I'll only say it once." Now, all crouch. You are not allowed to stand up without my orders. ”

Most of the travelers squatted, but a few were still standing.

"I'll only warn once!"

"Bang-"

After Wang Dong issued a warning, gunshots rang out.

The passenger who was still standing closest to the passage fell, and the bullet hit him not in the head, but in his right leg, leaving a bloody hole.

At this moment, the other passengers who were still standing squatted down.

A verbal warning is clearly not as useful as a bullet.

Wang Dong didn't say much wordy, and handed the megaphone to the action personnel next to him.

"Visitors with Pakistani passports are asked to come forward."