Jiang Ming'an came back in the evening, saying that he had waited for a day and did not wait for the helicopter, but he met several overseas Chinese who had come to take refuge, and he brought them back.

Jiang Ming'an left someone to guard there, and immediately notified the factory as soon as the helicopter arrived.

Jiang Ming'an comforted everyone and said that he was the only son of the Jiang family, and Lu Xiangsi's due date was also approaching, no matter how he said that the child's grandfather would not let his grandson become an Iraqi, he would definitely take Lu Xiangsi back to give birth, so let everyone not worry, the helicopter will definitely come.

On the 23rd, they could no longer wait for the helicopter, Lu Xiangsi started in advance, and gave birth to a baby boy at four o'clock in the morning on the 24th.

Jiang Ming'an felt that he could not wait any longer, and decided to transfer the employees and compatriots who had come to them for refuge.

Jiang Ming'an took the first batch of people to set off to explore the way, if it was safe for Lu Xiangsi to set off with the children and the second batch of old and weak women and children, but out of consideration for the emotions of Jiang's employees, Lu Xiangsi decided to leave the last batch to go, and Lin Nuan hesitated and chose to stay and take care of Lu Xiangsi, who had just given birth.

Just as the last of them left the factory on the bus, they were attacked by terrorists.

The terrorists came to find Lu Xiangsi and the child in a very targeted manner, and shot and killed people at will if they did not hand over the people, although their lives were at stake, but no employee was willing to identify Lu Xiangsi and the child first.

Until the leader of the terrorist's team grabbed a woman's collar at random and wanted to shoot, the man inadvertently glanced in the direction of Lu Xiangsi in horror.

Knowing that he couldn't hide, Lu Xiangsi handed over the child and a pistol to Lin Nuan before they were dragged out of the car, with a calm smile, and he didn't say anything, but Lin Nuan understood.

Lu Xiangsi had no scruples, and stood up to come out of the crowd, Lin Nuan's Arabic was not good, and he stumbled and listened to the man who took the lead say that Jiang Ming'an killed his younger brother, and he wanted Jiang Ming'an's wife and children to be buried with him.

Lin Nuan subconsciously hugged the child tightly, and when the gunshot rang out, Lin Nuan closed her eyes tightly...... The child seemed to feel that his mother was leaving, and cried loudly.

Lin Nuan was unexpectedly pulled out, and she insisted that the child was her child.

Later, the leader of the militants answered a phone call and decided to take all of them back to the town where the hostages were temporarily held.

On the way, Lin Nuan learned from the conversations of the militants that they planned to leave all the men in the hostages to be massacred, shoot videos to deter the government and the world, and send all the women and children to the black market to be traded and traded.

Lin Nuan could understand, and her nervous heartbeat was overloaded.

After a three-hour drive, when they arrived in the town, the people of ISIL began to inquire about the whereabouts of Jiang Ming'an's child.

Fu Huai'an saw Lin Nuan for the first time at that time, in his sniper rifle scope......

Under the golden sun at noon, Lin Nuan's small face was mixed with blood and mud, the white gauze bandage on his forehead had turned black, the ponytail was a little messy, and his dirty clothes were all big and small, holding a baby who had just been born for a long time, and his eyes were resolutely looking directly at the leader of the militants, which was in stark contrast to the group of men and women behind him who were already in chaos, squatting together with their heads and not daring to raise their heads.

She explained in extremely jerky and lame Arabic that she was not an employee of the Jiang family, but only came to Iraq to find people to take refuge in the Jiang family because of the war, and the child was saved by her on the way, and she had sworn to the child's mother with her life that she would take care of the child as her own flesh and blood, and the true god Allah was watching from heaven, and she must keep her promise.