I've decided to help Heidi get her friend out, if she's really in the hands of these mercenaries. It was as compensation for hijacking her car.

It's just that saving people is not that simple, and the other mercenaries are okay, only the white sniper and their leader, the guy in the blue beret named Mark, don't look easy to deal with.

The black mercenaries were all immersed in delicious beer and food, and only the eagle-sharp eyes of the white snipers, who glanced around from time to time, looked careless, but never let their guard down.

In front of these two people, the possibility of a strong attack is basically unlikely, even if I can kill one in seconds, the other will immediately counterattack, but unfortunately there is only one Heidi by my side, with her strength she can't compete with the white sniper at all, if the monkey has one of them by my side, I can solve this group of rookies in minutes.

At the moment, I can't act rashly, I can only act at the opportunity, as long as it is delayed until the evening, I will definitely find an opportunity to start by taking advantage of the night.

Now I'm almost certain that the boss and Tali are deliberately using Mark's words to me, especially Tully, talking about key issues, thankfully, Mark didn't notice anything, and didn't take me, a kid who picks up girls in broad daylight, maybe my acting skills are too good, or maybe I did too many bad things, so God is going to kill him.

"Mark, how long have you been on the road?" Tali shook the bottle and touched it with the boss, asking seemingly casually.

"Three hours, you are the only place where you can resupply within fifty kilometers, you can't think of it!" Mark laughed.

"Your prey has been stuffy in the car for more than four hours, and if you don't give some water to drink, you can only carry the corpses to ask for ransom." Tully gave Mark a wake-up call, seemingly casually, but I could tell she did it on purpose.

"That's right, dead people are worthless." Mark laughed twice, got up and put down the bottle, waved his hand to two of his men, and followed him towards the van, as for the white sniper, he stayed where he was, and the guy looked even more difficult than Mark.

Heidi and I pretended to look over there with a curious expression, only to see Mark walk to the side of the truck and wave his hand, and the subordinates who were originally on guard quickly stepped forward and opened the iron door of the truck container from the tail, then pulled the gun and loaded it, pointed the muzzle of the gun and shouted: "Get off, get off, hurry up, don't you hear?" Hurry up for Lao Tzu. ”

Soon, more than a dozen people jumped out of the car, their hands tied behind their backs, black hoods over their heads, men and women, who were being escorted by the mercenaries with guns pointed at their heads.

When they got closer, more than a dozen people were squatting on the ground, although they were all alive, but they were silent and languishing, and it seemed that they were indeed suffocated in the car.

There were no injuries on their bodies, and it seemed that Mark was not tortured, but it was by no means a conscience, and as Tully said, it was worthless to be killed.

At this time, a black soldier took a box of water from the boss and put it in front of the hostages, water is more expensive than oil in this hellish place, don't look like an ordinary box of water, but here, it is very valuable.

Mark waved his hand, and two black soldiers came up next to him, reaching out to remove the hoods of those hostages, revealing their true faces, this time closer, I could see clearly, indeed all foreigners, not a single Libyan native.

My eyes swept over the faces of the gang, and I was just trying to help Heidi find her friends, but when I saw two of them, my face changed.

Because I found that among the dozen or so kidnapped hostages, there were two Chinese, I don't know their identities, but judging from the dress, they must be from a wealthy family, one of them is a young man, the watch on his wrist is worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, and I don't know if this gang of mercenaries didn't see or didn't know it, so long ago they were still on their wrists, and I would have snatched them long ago.

Although I didn't hear them speak, I was sure that they were Chinese because I saw the red flag attached to my shoulder.

"Here, one bottle per person." At Mark's beckoning, two black men stepped forward and handed out bottles of water to each of the hostages.

"Listen to the children, we still have a long way to go, this is your only source of water, if you don't protect it well, you can only die of thirst." Mark reminded everyone "kindly".

It's a pity that this was said late, those hostages who had been stuffy in the carriage for more than four hours, seeing the water was like seeing their own mother, many people rushed over to grab the water bottle, raised their heads and drank it, and when Mark finished speaking, there were already three people with only empty bottles.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you may run out of water for the rest of the road." Mark shrugged his shoulders and looked sympathetic, but it seemed to me that he was simply gloating.

"Is there anyone you're looking for?" I leaned into Heidi's ear and whispered.

"The third from left to right is my friend." Heidi's hands were shaking as she spoke, her fists clenched tightly, and I unconsciously reached out to grab her left wrist, afraid that she couldn't help but rush out.

I looked at where she said, a blonde American girl knelt on the ground with a haggard face, looking about the same age as Heidi, white skin and beautiful appearance, hot body, but her expression was languid, and she drank a few sips of water to recover some energy, I really don't understand, there is such a rich father, why do you have to drill into the battlefield, the only good news is that they are all alive.

To my surprise, there were two Chinese in the hostages, who were originally just helping Heidi, and now there were two more burdens, which made me have to intervene, but I was a little strange, how could we leave two behind in our evacuation action so quickly.

I don't think the embassy and the military will give up, they must be looking around for these two unlucky guys, but I didn't expect to be bumped into by me, maybe this is providence, destined to be fate.

Mark also ordered his subordinates to get some food for the hostages and let them fill their stomachs, these hostages seem to be unusual, and if they die, they may lose tens of millions of dollars, so although they were kidnapped, their lives are not in danger for the time being.

Soon, the hostages were driven back into the car, and Mark returned to his boss and Tali, chatted casually for a while, and then got up to leave.

The white snipers had already assembled their team and brought plenty of food and water to the car, Mark hugged the boss goodbye and waved his hand to get into the car, and with an order, the convoy slowly moved away, and I saw that the group had been heading west, as if they were preparing to cross the desert and go in the direction of the border.

"Where have they gone?" I walked up behind my boss and asked casually.

"I don't know!" The boss didn't even look at me, he said three words lightly and turned around and left, and went to tinker with his off-road vehicle again.

"That should be in the direction of Zuwara! Further west is Tunisia. Tali smiled nonchalantly, then began to look down and pick up the bottles and trash that were still on the ground.

(End of chapter)