Dominate South Asia

Carlos knew that there must be a helicopter nearby. They would take him on the helicopter, fly directly to the airport, and then use a passenger plane to take him back to France from Sudan!

When he reached the top of the building, Carlos looked out. There were not many masked French soldiers, only about thirty, fully armed, and on the periphery, he could see many Sudanese military and police.

It seems that the Sudanese government has betrayed him!

"Boom, boom." A helicopter was hovering in the sky. After seeing the signal here, it immediately flew over here.

As long as he got on this plane, he would have no room to turn around! Carlos's mind was turning rapidly, thinking about ways to get out of trouble, but there was no feasible way.

This is a French Dolphin helicopter. It is not large in size, but it is very convenient to land on the roof here. At this time, the pilot was looking at the roof in front of him and knew that this mission could be successfully completed.

"Damn, RPG! Dodge!" At this moment, the pilot on the other side suddenly found a flame flying on the ground and shouted immediately.

Someone on the ground launched a rocket! The helicopter pilot was quick-witted and immediately pressed the joystick to one side, hoping to avoid the rocket.

The Sudanese military and police on the ground who were on alert all raised their heads and watched the rocket draw a beautiful arc in the air and hit the helicopter, which immediately turned into a fireball in the air.

This is not an RPG! It is clearly a portable anti-aircraft missile! The helicopter flying near the ground is almost accurate.

Seeing the helicopter turned into a fireball, the French special forces soldiers suddenly changed their faces. Damn it! They were attacked!

Originally, they planned to launch a surprise attack and capture Carlos. But now, it is obvious that they were ambushed! No one carries a portable anti-aircraft missile when seeing a dentist!

Almost at the moment the helicopter was hit, several special forces soldiers were shocked and fell backwards, with a bloody hole on their bodies.

"Sniper!" The remaining people shouted immediately. The roof of the building here is not the highest. There are several buildings next to it, and the opponent's sniper. They must be hiding in these buildings!

"Retreat quickly!" They were suddenly attacked and did not fall into chaos. At this time, they could not stay on the roof. They had to retreat to the building first and then call for support.

Damn Sudanese, don't they know how to help at this time? They should act quickly, control those buildings, and find the snipers inside!

At this moment, Carlos suddenly broke free from their restraints. He ran to the edge of the roof.

Several special forces soldiers wanted to step forward to capture him, but the sniper bullets continued to fly. They all fell to the ground.

Carlos's hands had been loosened. Just when he was going upstairs, he had quietly freed his hands from the handcuffs and waited for the opportunity now!

This is just a small two-story building! Even if Carlos jumped from here, he would not fall to death. As long as the way of falling was appropriate, he could continue to run.

Moreover, the people behind were suppressed by the sniper. They didn't dare to catch up with him at all!

When Carlos stepped on the edge of the roof, he was even more delighted. There was a truck carrying sacks passing by! The sacks were stacked up to a full floor high!

Carlos jumped over the truck, and when his feet landed on it, he sank a meter deep. He was not injured.

"Come down!" Just as Carlos landed, several people rushed out of the shops on the street, all holding weapons and shouting at Carlos.

Carlos rolled down from above. These people were masked, but Carlos still recognized them at a glance. Those eyes were so bright and deep, full of murderous intent.

Osama!

"Go!" Osama threw Carlos an AK rifle and shouted to Carlos.

Sudan's economic development is quite backward, and this small city is even more messy. Many streets can only be passed by people on bicycles.

Holding the gun, Carlos ran two steps, but stopped again.

"Carlos, go! Once the Sudanese government reacts and sends a large number of military police to surround this place, we will not be able to leave!" Osama shouted.

"No, I will kill all those French people and avenge my daughter!" Carlos said. His daughter was killed directly by them. None of them can survive!

"They can't survive." Osama said, "Go!"

"Boom!" At this moment, the ground shook, and the building where the dental clinic was located collapsed.

Carlos' eyes were straight. The car that just rescued him was full of explosives!

At this time, both the French and the Sudanese military police were coming here, and as a result, they were blown up by these explosives.

After crossing several streets, five or six people got on an off-road vehicle. The roof of the car had been removed and turned into an open-top car, and there was a heavy machine gun on the top of the car.

Looking at the off-road vehicle, Carlos' eyes lit up immediately. After he jumped on it, he stood directly behind the machine gun. The yellow bullets were already loaded.

"Let's go!" The rest of the people also got on the car. Osama sat in the driver's seat and stepped hard on the accelerator.

Get out! Break through the Sudanese military police blockade! The vehicle drove onto the road, and you could see fifty meters ahead of you a roadblock just set up by the Sudanese military police.

Several soldiers were standing there, looking straight at the off-road vehicle coming this way.

"Rush over!" For a moment, Carlos seemed to have lost the fighting spirit that surged into his body again. He pulled the gun bolt with a clatter. Amidst the clatter of the bullet chain, the bullet cut through the air, making a thump-dong-dong sound, and flew Go away.

Osama stepped on the accelerator and drove away the roadblock, leaving behind the bodies of several Sudanese military policemen whose bodies were broken, and walked away.

After passing through three roadblocks in a row, they finally left the city and entered the countryside outside.

This is an area that is weakly controlled by the Sudanese government and is relatively open, making it easy to go and stay.

As night fell, Osama finally stopped in a large forest.

Having just opened a bloody road, Osama was also very excited, as if he had returned to his war years in Afghanistan. At that time, Osama was also surrounded by the Soviets, and he could come and go with such ease. Machine gun fire, causing them to flee in panic.

The car stopped and they took out the dry food they had brought with them. Several people ate very happily.

Osama handed a piece of dried beef to Carlos. Carlos took it and didn't eat it. He just looked at Osama with his eyes: "Why did you come to save me so quickly?"

Originally, Carlos thought it was his men, but it turned out that it was Osama's people! Moreover, the other party came too quickly, as if they were just following the French. The French struck first and they followed.

Otherwise, how could you use anti-aircraft missiles to hit helicopters? How could he use that bomb truck to save himself? Why is there this off-road vehicle with a machine gun mounted on it?

These people acted too quickly, as if they had been prepared in advance.

"I received news from the Palestinian People's Front." Osama said: "They have insiders in the French military and police, and they found out that the French DST came to Sudan! I guessed that they might be going against you. Wait until we arrive After arriving here, I found that you were no longer where you originally lived, so I had to prepare quickly. As soon as I was ready, I found that they surrounded the dental hospital there. "

Ba people formation! The full name is the Palestinian Popular Front. This organization is not as good as before, but it still has intersection with Carlos, and Carlos trusts this organization.

The other party reported the news, and then Osama came over. Therefore, Osama did not deliberately set a trap. After Osama said this, Carlos finally let go of his doubts.

While chewing beef jerky, Carlos thought of his daughter again. He had decided to quit and just wanted to live a peaceful life. But now, the French are looking for me again!

Watching Carlos eat silently without saying a word, Osama knew that this man was going through a huge struggle in his heart.

In history, Saddam once approached Carlos and hoped that Carlos would launch an attack on the United States. However, Carlos was already disabled at the time and was not willing to do so.

But now, history has changed. Carlos's daughter, his most beloved daughter, died in the hands of the French. He must avenge this!

"Carlos, in the Middle East, your name is known to everyone, and they all regard you as a hero!" Osama decided to fan the flames: "Now, you have to cheer up, you are the idol of us people! "

Carlos is indeed Osama's idol. At this time, Osama is already a high-level decision-maker in the country, but he still admires real heroes, and Carlos is one of the people Osama admires most.

"Now, the West continues to use their weapons to carry out barbaric hegemonic intervention." Osama continued: "They shot down Iranian civilian airliners, and they support Israel's massacre of Palestinians. Their crimes are unpardonable!"

"Think about An Yina. She was innocent, but she died in the hands of the French! The French did not stay in their own land and went to Sudan to massacre. People from these imperialist countries should all die. " Osama looked at Carlos and was still indifferent. He had no choice but to use Anyina's death to stimulate Carlos: "If you don't even take revenge on Anyina, you will still be the same person as before. Jackal?"

Anyina! Thinking of his daughter, Carlos stared: "Yes, Anyina's revenge must be avenged! Osama, I need your help! I want to return to the Middle East!" (To be continued ~^~)