Urban Super Live

The purpose of going to Bosaso this time is to rescue the hostages. Not only is it a confidential matter, but it is also dangerous. Apart from biochemical humans, ordinary soldiers, of course, Yang Shuhe can't believe it.

A group of people drove to Bosaso at the fastest speed in a military jeep.

And Yang Shuhe had already used the "Six Dice Mask" props to change his appearance.

He turned himself into an ordinary black man.

Even Xu Yandong, a fellow diplomat, didn't know that Yang Shuhe would be in the car.

The road from Polladen to Bosaso was full of dilapidation and desolation. Except for a few old black farmers driving sheep and black women with baskets on their heads, there were not many pedestrians and convoys.

On the contrary, the armed patrol personnel also encountered several times.

However, after seeing the certificate presented by Hassan, he was not troubled.

After driving for about an hour, I came to Bosaso, the easternmost point of the Soma Republic, near Dingya Gulf, the Arabian oil throat.

Bosaso seems to be even more depressed than Polarden, many temples have been destroyed, and all kinds of exquisite statues were smashed or transported away by the youth army for sale.

Women are rarely seen on the street, and occasionally one or two are wearing black veils and big black robes, covering them tightly.

Soldiers with guns can be seen everywhere.

Everything gives the appearance of being shrouded in the cloud of war.

I don't know why Dajing chose to shoot here in the first place!

Yang Shuhe shook his head, and followed the convoy to a military camp next to the institutional center of Bosaso City.

And here, he also met the leader of the youth army, Ahwand.

A burly black man in his thirties with a head wrapped and a thick curly beard.

If you take off his turban and give him two axes, his rough and dark face is very similar to the image of Li Kui, the black whirlwind in the novel.

When Ahwand saw Hassan, he immediately burst out laughing like thunder: "Hassan, why is it you? You didn't defend Farah today, and you actually came to me in person?"

Hassan raised the lockbox in his hand: "To ensure no accidents, the commander asked me to personally escort it. At the same time, escort Mr. Xu, a diplomat from the East. He will represent the family members of the hostages to check the safety of the hostages."

"Hello, Chief Ahwand." Xu Yandong shook hands with Ahwand.

However, Ahwand didn't mean to shake hands with Xu Yandong, he just ignored it, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Don't worry, the hostages are all well-fed and served, and there's nothing wrong with them."

After finishing speaking, he directly asked his subordinates to take over Hassan's password box.

The subordinates opened the lockbox and handed it to Ahwand after confirming that there was no problem.

Ahwand smiled brighter when he saw the box full of dollars.

"Hahaha, it seems that this ticket is really tied rightly. An Qiluo is not only rich, but also bold. I like this kind of person! Unlike the last time I tied up the Bangzi International Freighter, it took half a year to ink it, and finally got it. Pay a ransom of five million. Don't blame me for killing two people to vent my anger if I'm upset."

Xu Yandong stretched out his hand back with a normal face, and said to Ahwand without being humble or overbearing: "Boss, Mr. An Qiluo hopes to ensure the safety of all the hostages, so I want to go and see the hostages now."

Ahwand looked impatient: "Go and see, all of them are in the warehouse over there."

Then he ordered the two subordinates behind him: "Take him to see the hostage, but don't stay long, ten minutes is enough."

"Yes!"

Two black soldiers with magazines on their shoulders and AK rifles replied.

"Rial, you escort Mr. Xu together." Hassan pretended to be casual and said to Yang Shuhe.

Yang Shuhe is now pretending to be an ordinary subordinate of Hassan, and Rial is his current name.

So he replied, "Yes!"

Ahwand didn't realize that something was wrong, he greeted Hassan enthusiastically: "Come on, Hassan, I have someone make a roast leg of lamb, go and taste it, it's rare to see you..."

Leaving aside Hassan, Ahwand and Wei Snake, Yang Shuhe and Xu Yandong followed Ahwand's two men through the barracks and went to a warehouse inside the barracks.

On the way, Yang Shuhe secretly looked at the layout of the barracks.

This barracks is a simple reconstruction of a temple.

The layout is very strict.

There are about six or seven hundred soldiers in total.

It can be said that there is a post at three steps, and a sentry at ten steps, and five watchtowers with a height of more than ten meters have been built in five directions in the southeast, northwest, and each of them has a machine gun.

Although the other heavy firepower was not seen, they must have been arranged secretly.

It is very difficult to attack from the outside.

It seems that Ahwand did not take his lair lightly.

Not long after, Yang Shuhe and Xu Yandong came to the warehouse where the hostages were held.

Mmp, what a shitty warehouse, it's actually an open space, there isn't even a thatch above the head to keep out the rain, it's just a [-]-square-meter sandy land surrounded by a fence, surrounded by more than a dozen soldiers with guns standing guard.

Although there is little rain in Africa, the environment is too rough.

There wasn't even a bed in it.

Yang Shuhe saw that Zhang Yisan, Huang Bo, and Lu Jingshan were all sitting on the ground.

One by one listless, downcast, each has his own food.