While he was dragging the body to the door and placing it outside the door, the hot air balloon also entered the room and called down several children hiding in the fireplace chimney. Obviously, these children were familiar with the hot air balloon.

When Wei Ran wiped the blood off his hands and returned to the yard, Sewing Machine had already stood up, and said guiltily and helplessly, "I'm sorry, he...he is not alive anymore. He lost too much blood, but I have a lot of blood in my hand."

There are no hemostats."

"It's not your fault, it's not your fault."

The hot air balloon took off his kerchief and carefully wiped the old man's old face, which was full of blood stains and tears. He carried him to the vines by the wall and whispered, "I took a family photo for them during the day, and I also specially

Invite Rama to come over and take a Polaroid photo of each of them."

As he spoke, he also took out two Polaroid photos carefully wrapped in newspapers from the old man's coat pocket and showed them to Wei Ran and Sewing Machine.

The first small photo shows the old man taking a group photo with his 11 children. The second photo shows him holding a photo frame alone. In the photo frame, there is an old lady who looks very elegant.

Wrapping the two small photos in newspapers again and putting them into his pocket, the hot air balloon said, "This gentleman is Ahmed Al Mustafa, please remember his name, he is a

A qualified teacher, he protected 11 children."

"let's go"

The sewing machine sighed, and continued what he just said, asking, "We have 11 children now, how should we get out of here?"

"I will continue to pretend to be a Falangist in the front," the hot air balloon said, "You two are responsible for protecting the children in the back."

"That's all we can do, let's go." The sewing machine replied.

"Wait first"

Wei Ran stopped the two of them, pointed to the top of his head and said, "We noticed when we first came here that all the Falangists are teams of three or four people. There are three of us with 11 children. Such a team

Isn’t it too conspicuous?”

"You mean the people who are watching us from above?"

As a former extrajudicial sniper, Hot Air Balloon immediately guessed what Wei Ran wanted to express. He also subconsciously looked in the direction of the Kuwait Embassy - whether intentionally or coincidentally, the wall Wei Ran was leaning against happened to block the seven-story building.

The view from the direction of the high-rise building.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Do you have any good ideas?" The hot air balloon simply asked the question.

"Two methods"

Wei Ran pondered for a moment and then replied, "Or, we can go a few more times and take the children to the hospital in batches.

Or, the three of us can separate, each with three or four children, keep distance from each other or even take different routes back."

"Isn't there a better way?" The sewing machine couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, of course."

Wei Ran said the third thought without hesitation, which was also his original thought, "Do you remember that armored vehicle?"

"You want to hijack that armored vehicle?"

The hot air balloon's eyes widened. He must admit that his heart was moved the moment he heard this idea. If they could hijack an armored vehicle, they could drive it to the hospital openly, or even drive it near the hospital.

But after his heart beat, he calmed down. The risks here were too great. If he were not careful, it might bring disaster to all the medical workers in the hospital, even the patients and the children they wanted to protect.

"No, it can't be done."

Sewing Machine was the first to regain his senses, "The method of hijacking an armored vehicle is too risky. This is simply the best reason for the Falange to attack the hospital."

"We have 11 children, if we separate..."

"The two youngest children are only five years old, and the older one is only six years old."

The hot air balloon said, "We can each carry one on our back, so we only need to carry the other 8 children."

"Divide into three groups"

Wei Ran said, "Except for the children on your back and the hot air balloon, you take the two oldest children in front. Sewing Machine and I each take the other children to keep distance from you."

"That's all it can do," the hot air balloon said, and then he said something in Arabic.

Before he finished speaking, a few of the 11 children who seemed to be the oldest ran into the room and found some sheets, towels and other things.

Under the silent gaze of Wei Ran and the sewing machine, the hot air balloon used his multifunctional Swiss knife to cut several towels. The children each took half a piece and carefully folded it into a ball...

Stuffed it into his mouth.

After a while, the three youngest children were elected. Upon seeing this, Wei Ran and the other two squatted down, letting the three children lie on their bodies, and then tied them to their backs with sheets.

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"I can hold another one"

The sewing machine said that, he picked up another little guy, let him hug his neck, and tied him with an extra gray sheet.

Compared to him, Weiyan and the hot air balloon did not do this, and the hot air balloon did not even tie the child on its back.

Wei Ran knew that it was so that the child could get down as quickly as possible and hide, so that he could deal with the enemy as a Falange party.

Without wasting too much time, the three of them each led two or three children who had gagged their mouths and left the yard that was filled with the smell of blood. They followed the alley that could barely block the view of the distant high-level officials and returned to the north.

Walking cautiously in the direction of the hospital.

"Twelve already, 8 more to go..."

Wei Ran muttered secretly, and at the same time, he used the bayonet in his hand to score five more cuts on the AKM's handguard.

In addition to being short of the KPI of 8 heads, he also has to keep an eye on the children he is responsible for.

On his back was a little girl who had her eyes closed the whole time and covered her ears with her hands. Behind him, there were two siblings, about seven or eight years old, holding hands.

This was the information he got from the hot air balloon before departure, and it was the only information he could know. Because he still couldn't understand the language, he couldn't even ask the three little guys what their names were.

Walking along the only shadows at the base of the wall, the three teams that were 50 meters apart from each other along the way were not walking smoothly, especially since they had no means of communication with each other, the only signal.

, it’s just the flashlight light in the hot air balloon’s hand that lights up occasionally.

After a smooth journey, I returned to Wei Ran and took a look at the three corpses that I had killed while greeting him in the hot air balloon. After a while, the weapons and ammunition of the three of them were all gone. This is undoubtedly good news.

Obviously, someone took away their weapons, either for self-defense or for resistance. The sound of firefights in the distance undoubtedly favored the latter possibility.

"Let's go another way"

The hot air balloon greeted them and led three groups of them into another alley, avoiding the scene of a firefight in the distance.

However, as the saying goes, you get what you fear. Almost as soon as the hot air balloon walked out of this alley, a firefight suddenly broke out on this street.

What made the three of them even more helpless was that the Falangist soldiers who were exchanging fire at this time were on their left - with their backs facing them.

The most important thing is that one of the Falangists, who was only one street away from them and hiding in a shop diagonally across the street, had even discovered the hot air balloon. At this time, he was talking and gesticulating, obviously gesturing for him to go over and help.

Woolen cloth.

Seeing that the child on the back of the hot air balloon and the other two older children had run over against the shadow of the wall, and the hot air balloon had squatted at the entrance of the alley and started shooting, Wei Ran quickly untied the child from his back and approached with a gun.

Go up.

"There are four Falangists here"

After the hot air balloon lowered its gun and fired a series of meaningless bursts at the road in the distance, it continued in a hurried tone, "I don't know how many people are on the other side, but there are only two guns. If we don't deal with the people here as soon as possible,

, I’m afraid other Falangists will come to support soon.”

"Where are they all?" Wei Ran quickly glanced over as he spoke.

"There's one in the store diagonally opposite," the hot air balloon whispered, "and the other three are on this side of the road."

"Take care of the one on the opposite side first"

As Wei Ran spoke, he placed his AKM rifle in the corner. At the same time, he placed the pistol with the silencer in his left hand on the unfolded butt of the assault rifle, aiming at the man who was looking diagonally across from him.

"companion".

"Snapped!"

Almost as soon as the Falange member appeared diagonally across the street, Wei Ran immediately pulled the trigger of his pistol, and at the moment when the pistol cartridge case popped out, he and the hot air balloon pulled the triggers of their respective rifles in tacit agreement, and fired at the same time.

A series of pointless shots.

The hot air balloon deliberately waited for the "enemy" to open fire and then shouted in Arabic, "The guy on the other side of the road seems to have been shot! We are covering, you go over and see him! Carry him to us, you come over too!"

"Okay!" The other three Falangists responded immediately.

At the same time, Wei Ran, who was already prepared, curled his lips. According to later historical records, the 150 Falang Party members sent in that night only suffered two casualties.

But he had already killed almost the 20th. Obviously, the records for later generations were simply written in shit to fool things.

After all, if the Falangists only had two casualties, how many could they kill?

While he was thinking wildly while firing to help cover, the three Falangists had no intention of going to the other side of the road to attack their companions. Instead, they took advantage of their cover and ran straight over!
Chapter completed!