Carlos knew that there must be a helicopter nearby, and they would take themselves on the helicopter, then go straight to the airport, and then use the airliner, and take themselves back to France from Sudan!

When he reached the roof, Carlos glanced out, there were not many masked French soldiers, only about thirty, fully armed, and on the periphery, many Sudanese military police could be seen.

It seems that it was the Government of Sudan that betrayed itself!

"Boom, boom." A helicopter circled in the sky, and when it saw the signal from this side, it immediately flew towards this side.

As soon as you get on this plane, you will no longer have room to maneuver! Carlos's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking of a way out of the predicament, but none of them worked.

This is a French Dolphin helicopter, not very large, but it is convenient to land on the roof here, at this time, the pilot is looking at the roof in front of him, knowing that the mission can be successfully completed.

"Damn, RPG! Avoid! At this moment, the pilot on the other side suddenly noticed a flame flying on the ground and immediately shouted loudly.

Someone on the ground fired a rocket! The helicopter pilot was quick and immediately pressed the lever to the side, hoping to dodge the rocket.

The Sudanese military police on the ground, who were on guard, all raised their heads and looked at the rocket, which drew a graceful arc in the air and hit the helicopter, which immediately turned into a fireball in the air.

Where is this RPG! It's clearly a portable anti-aircraft missile! The helicopters flying near the ground are almost a dozen accurate.

Seeing that helicopter turn into a fireball, the soldiers of the French special forces suddenly changed their faces, damn it! Attacked!

Originally, they were planning to make a surprise attack and capture Carlos. But now, it is clear that it has been ambushed! Not a single person still carries portable anti-aircraft missiles when they see their teeth!

Almost at the moment when the helicopter was hit, several soldiers of the special forces were shocked and fell backwards, and a bloody hole appeared in their bodies.

"Sniper!" The rest immediately shouted. The roof here is not the highest, and there are several buildings next to it, and the snipers of the other side must be hiding in these buildings!

"Get out of here!" Suddenly attacked, they did not fall into chaos, at this time, they could not continue to stay on the roof, they had to retreat to the building first, and then call for backup.

Damn the Sudanese. Don't you know how to help at this time? They should move quickly to take control of those buildings and find the snipers inside!

At that moment, Carlos suddenly broke free from their restraints and ran towards the edge of the roof.

Several special forces soldiers tried to come forward to arrest them, but the bullets from the sniper rifles continued to fly, and they all fell to the ground.

Carlos' hand had been released. As soon as he was going upstairs, he had quietly freed his hands from the handcuffs. Just waiting for the opportunity now!

It's just a two-story building! Carlos would not fall to his death even if he jumped from here, as long as he fell in the right way, he could continue to run.

Moreover, the people behind were suppressed by snipers and did not dare to catch up with him at all!

When Carlos' foot touched the edge of the roof. I was even more happy in my heart, below, there happened to be a car carrying sacks passing by! Those sacks, stacked as high as a floor!

Carlos followed the car and jumped over. When the foot fell on it, the foot sank to a depth of one meter without any injuries.

"Come down!" Just as Carlos had just landed, several people rushed out of the shop on the side of the street, all armed with weapons, shouting at Carlos.

Carlos rolled down from above, these people were all masked, Carlos still recognized each other at a glance, those eyes, so bright and deep, full of murderous aura.

Osama!

"Let's go!" Osama threw Carlos an AK rifle and shouted at Carlos.

Sudan's economic development is quite backward, and this small city is even more chaotic, with many streets that can only be passed by bicycles.

With the gun in hand, Carlos followed and ran two steps, but stopped again.

"Carlos, go! Once the Sudanese government reacts and sends a large number of military and police to surround this place, we will not be able to leave! Osama shouted.

"No, I'm going to kill all those French people and avenge my daughter!" Carlos said that his daughter was killed directly by them, and none of them could live!

"None of them will survive." Osama said, "Hurry up! ”

"Boom!" At that moment, the ground shook, and the building where the dental clinic was located collapsed.

Carlos's eyes straightened, the car that rescued him just now was actually filled with explosives!

At this time, both the French and the military and police of the Sudan were coming towards this side, and as a result, they happened to be blown up by these explosives.

After crossing a few streets, five or six people got into an SUV, which by this time had been dismantled from the roof and turned into an open top, and on top of the car, a heavy machine gun was mounted.

Looking at this off-road vehicle, Carloston's eyes lit up, and after he jumped on it, he stood directly behind the machine gun, and the yellow bullets had been loaded.

"Let's go!" The rest of the people also got into the car, and Osama sat in the driver's seat and stepped on the accelerator hard.

Rush out! Rush through the blockade of the Sudanese military police! The vehicle drove onto the main road, and 50 meters ahead of it was a roadblock that had just been erected by the Sudanese military police.

Several GIs were standing there, staring straight at the off-road vehicles coming by.

"Rush over!" For a moment, Carlos, as if he had lost his fighting spirit, surged back into his body, and he pulled the bolt with a clatter, and in the rattle of the chain, the bullet pierced the air, released a thumping sound, and flew away.

Osama stepped on the accelerator and smashed through the barricades, leaving the bodies of several Sudanese military police officers with their bodies broken and walking away.

After breaking through three roadblocks in a row, he finally left the city and entered the countryside outside.

It is a weak area controlled by the Sudanese government, and it is relatively empty, so it is easy to go and stay.

As night wore on, and into a large wood, Osama finally stopped.

Just opened a bloody road, so that Osama was also very excited, as if returning to the years of the war in Afghanistan, when Osama was also surrounded by the Soviets, coming and going so freely, a heavy machine gun, beat them to flee in embarrassment.

The car stopped, took out the dry food they had brought with them, and several people ate very happily.

Osama handed a piece of air-dried beef to Carlos, who took it and didn't eat it, just looked at Osama with his eyes: "Why did you come to save me so quickly?" ”

Originally, Carlos thought it was his own men, but it turned out that it was Osama's people who came! Moreover, the other party came too quickly, as if they were following the French, and the French made the first move, and they did it later.

Otherwise, how could a helicopter be hit with an anti-aircraft missile? How could you use that bomb truck to save yourself? How could there be such an off-road vehicle with a machine gun mounted again?

These people are moving too quickly, as if they had been prepared in advance.

"I received a message from the PFLP." Osama said: "They have an inside line in the French military police and found out that the French DST has come to Sudan!" I guessed they might be trying to turn it against you. When we came here, we found that you were no longer where you were staying, so we had to hurry up and get ready, and as soon as we were ready, we found that they were surrounding the dental hospital there. ”

Pakistani Formation! The full name is the Palestinian Popular Front, and this organization is not as good as it used to be, but it still has a connection with Carlos, who trusts this organization.

The other party reported the news, and then Osama came, so Osama did not deliberately set a trap. After Osama said this, Carlos finally let go of this doubt.

Chewing on the beef jerky, Carlos thought of his daughter again, and he had decided to wash his hands and just want to live his peaceful life. But now, the French have found themselves again!

Seeing Carlos eating silently without saying a word, Osama knew that at this time, this person's heart was going through a huge struggle.

Historically, Saddam Hussein once approached Carlos and hoped that Carlos would launch an attack on the United States, but Carlos was already in ruin at that time and was not willing to do so at all.

And now, history has changed, Carlos's daughter, his most beloved daughter, died at the hands of the French, and he must avenge this revenge!

"Carlos, in the Middle East, your name is known to everyone, and they all regard you as a hero!" Osama decided to fan the flames on the sidelines: "Now, you have to cheer up again, you are the idol of our people!" ”

Carlos is indeed the idol of Osama, at this time Osama is already a high-level decision-maker in a country, but he still admires real heroes, and Carlos is one of the people Osama admires the most.

"Now the West continues to use their weapons and engage in brutal hegemonic interference." Osama continued: "They shot down Iranian airliners, they supported Israel's massacre of Palestinians, they are unforgivable! ”

"Think of Ann Ina, who was innocent, but died at the hands of the French! The French don't stay on their own soil and run to Sudan to slaughter, these people from the imperialist countries, damn it! Osama looked at Carlos and was still indifferent, so he could only use Ann Ina's death to provoke Carlos: "If you don't even avenge Ann Ina's revenge, are you still the jackal you used to be?" ”

Annina! Thinking of his daughter, Carlos's eyes stared: "Yes, An Yina's revenge must be avenged!" Osama, I need your help! I'm going back to the Middle East! (To be continued......)