I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

Outside the warehouse, Lieutenant Salim is besieging the militants under the tense command.

This time there were a large number of militants and powerful firepower. In order to avoid too many casualties, Salam only begged to hold them back and called for reinforcements to round up. The reinforcements should arrive soon.

Salim also called an ambulance and fire brigade to come to support. As the person in charge of the port guard, he doesn't know where the gang of militants entered from. When the matter is over, he must investigate carefully.

Now, the militants have been contained in the drug warehouse. According to the port department's intelligence, Salim knew that there was only one entrance to this warehouse, so he just had to control the entrance and wait for reinforcements.

He estimated that at least five militants had been killed in the exchange of fire just now, and the remaining dozen had already entered the warehouse. Some of his subordinates were also injured, two were seriously injured, and five were slightly injured, which was within an acceptable range.

He ordered his subordinates to surround the entrance of the warehouse, and at the same time let people set up observation posts around the entire building as a precaution.

Salim was vaguely worried about Chen Ling. Chen Ling has not appeared since he received the call for help. Is he in the warehouse? He tried to use Chen Ling's cell phone, but it was turned off.

At this time, his cell phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number.

"Second Lieutenant Salim, I am Captain Yassini of the Military Police Special Service Brigade. Please report the current situation."

"Yes, Captain Yasini. All the militants have been surrounded in the drug warehouse of the Dehuche company. The entrance to the warehouse is very small. In order to reduce our casualties, we have not attacked and are waiting for reinforcements..."

On the phone, Captain Yasini seemed a little anxious, interrupted Lieutenant Salim's report, and said anxiously: "Stop all attacks on the warehouse and guard the exit. We will arrive within ten minutes and take over the case."

Salim felt that the military police squadron was robbing the victory, and was very dissatisfied, but the opponent was a higher-level officer. He endured his anger and said, "Captain Yasini, the reinforcements of the Guard Brigade are on the way..."

Before he finished speaking, Captain Yasini had already hung up the phone.

Salim cursed a few words in a low voice, followed the order and stopped the attack.

As soon as the order was given, the phone rang again. It was Salim's immediate boss, the leader of the detachment.

"Salim, stop attacking immediately!"

"Yes, Captain, we have stopped the attack, and the militants are all in the warehouse."

"Very good. Note that next to the drug warehouse is a secret warehouse of the Ministry of National Defense. There are more than 100 tons of explosives and dozens of barrels of highly toxic potassium cyanide, which must not cause explosions and the spread of highly toxic! "

Salim was taken aback by the captain's words. There is no intelligence to show this major risk factor. Fortunately, I didn't greedily advance, otherwise I might be bombed into the sky with the militants!

After all, Lieutenant Mehdi, the captain of the detachment, belonged to his own person, and he explained everything clearly, unlike the shit Captain Yasini. He must be aware of this situation, but he did not reveal a word, exposing himself to major risks.

Salim cursed Yasinni a few words, and immediately issued an order: "Everyone stop shooting! Go back and control the warehouse exit from a distance. Don't shoot if you don't have to!"

The surroundings of the warehouse quickly became quiet.

Jingle bells... Salim's cell phone rang again, especially harsh in the quiet environment.

It's an unfamiliar number again.

In the warehouse, François, Dehuche and others were almost in despair.

Surrounded by explosives and poison in the warehouse, there are inhumane militants outside, and they can only resign themselves to fate.

Dr. Mike pointed to explosives and potassium cyanide and asked Dehuche: "Do you know there are these things next to your warehouse?"

Dehuche shook his head sadly: "I don't know, I never care about these things. I know this is a military warehouse. When the contract was signed, it was agreed that the warehouse would be used for clothing and food turnover, as well as some individual equipment, but It was never said to store such dangerous materials."

François whispered: "We are guarding this warehouse, but we don't have the right to check the items going in and out, we don't have the right to enter the warehouse, and we don't know when these ghosts were brought in."

François was a little frustrated, and he tried desperately to break through, and all his efforts were to send himself into a more dangerous situation!

Chen Ling does not seem to be affected, he is being bandaged by a doctor. His right hand was seriously injured and must be dealt with as soon as possible.

At the same time, he was listening to the dialogue of the militants in the drug warehouse and knew their next plan.

Today, after feeling the danger warning from the system, Chen Ling's vision and hearing have been greatly improved. He heard and saw many things in advance through various obstacles, and obtained a lot of information in advance. This is the way to lead everyone and step by step. molecular.

In fact, since Chen Ling issued a warning to Dehuche up to now, but in less than 20 minutes, Chen Ling relied on the help of the system to respond in advance, organized everyone to respond, and broke out a perverted ability to break the wall, saving everyone. .

At this moment, Chen Ling is already the backbone of this temporary small group.

Some doctors whispered in the dark, and some prayed.

Seven doctors including François, Dehuche, and Dr. Mike, a total of nine people, all believed that they were in a desperate situation and placed the possible hope of survival on Chen Ling.

Dehuche's performance is a bit strange. When he was in the drug warehouse earlier, he was also desperate, so desperate to cry; now he is in a more desperate situation than before, but he is actually more peaceful.

He encouraged Pan-African medical doctors to cheer everyone up: "Mr. Chen Ling is here, he is the messenger of Allah, and he will lead us out." Obviously, what Chen Ling did just now has conquered Dehuche. .

François, a tough guy, also broke out extremely high fighting ability in the previous battle, with a strong mentality, he is indeed the all-round fighter in Dehuche's mouth. But at this moment, he is a little depressed. He knew exactly how strong this military warehouse was. The only weakness was the wall, which had been blocked by militants.

Chen Ling looked at everyone in the dark, knowing that some people could no longer bear it.

He looked at the fading warning light on the system panel and knew that the most dangerous moment had passed.

He cleared his throat and said, "Don't worry, everyone, we are safe."

A simple sentence, like a shot in the heart, the nine people immediately saw hope, and even François's expression eased a lot.

"We didn't know in advance that there were so many explosives and potassium cyanide stored here, but the leaders of the militants knew that the targets they attacked the warehouse were these explosives and potassium cyanide. Therefore, they would not shoot here unless They also want to be bombed into the sky." Chen Ling briefly explained to everyone.

After listening to the nine people, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. They have formed an absolute trust in Chen Ling, and it is taken for granted that Chen Ling can get all kinds of information in advance.

Perhaps, afterwards, they will slowly recall, analyze, and find out the suspicious, but now they only seek to survive, and there is no extra energy to think about it.

Chen Ling continued: "However, this warehouse is a secret warehouse for the military. Lieutenant Salim and his subordinates did not know that there were a large amount of explosives and potassium cyanide, so they must stop the attack..."

Chen Ling's words caused everyone's heart that had just been put down again.

"...Dehuche, give me your cell phone, I'll call Salim, I hope he will answer your unfamiliar number right away." Chen Ling said.

This is the third call Salim received.

Outside the warehouse, Salim pressed the answer button, and then his mood was like riding a roller coaster, ups and downs within a few seconds.

"Great, Mr. Chen, you finally have news...

"...What? Are you in the dynamite pile? Why did you get in there...

"Don't worry, we have received the news and stopped the attack, but there are more than a dozen militants in the drug warehouse..."

"...Oh, they won't shoot, I'm relieved, please wait for our rescue..."

"...What? They are going to escape from the sewer, and there are ten militants inside to meet them..."

"...I immediately sent someone to block the sewer..."

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