Spark

A day later, the cargo ship successfully passed through the Mandeb Strait and headed for its destination.

The two warships also arrived at the Djibouti port supply base, bringing valuable support to the officers and soldiers stationed here.

Inside the base, Wang Wusheng, the chief officer stationed here, held a small glass of white wine in his hand and said to Hu Shuming:

Looking forward to the stars and looking forward to the moon, I finally look forward to my natal family!

Today, I'll clean up the dust for you guys. Don't drink too much wine. Take a sip for each of you and express your feelings!

Hearing Wang Wusheng's words, Hu Shuming didn't hesitate, picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

In fact, in this era when there was no prohibition on alcohol, it is not surprising for troops to drink alcohol.

Even in many places, every Wednesday and Friday dinner party, the logistics canteen will serve beer, of course, that is, the quantity is not much.

At this time, there is still a popular drinking order in the army throughout the country, telling the three armies to show their faces afterward, that is, drink three glasses at the beginning of the game, and then fight each other.

It can be seen that the attitude towards drinking is relatively open internally.

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But in Djibouti, the situation is completely different.

Wang Wusheng strictly controlled drinking in the base, even on such important occasions as now.

It is said to be drinking, but in fact it is just a ceremony.

After drinking a cup, Hu Shuming didn't feel drunk at all. He pulled Wang Wusheng to sit down, and then said with concern:

You've worked hard. It's been a hard time for more than a year, isn't it?

Wang Wusheng quickly shook his head and replied:

It's not so good, it's just a little harder than in China.

But the psychological pressure is really great. I can't stand it myself when I fight with them every day.

You also know that some time ago they stopped our civilian ships, calling it an 'anti-terrorism inspection', but everyone knew what their intentions were.

We originally planned to take care of it, but the base can't play tricks, so we have to watch our compatriots being made things difficult by them.

It's all right now. After you guys came, our pressure has been greatly reduced. It is estimated that Djibouti will be much quieter during this period.

It's not our fault.

Hu Shuming quickly waved his hands and explained:

They've been honest these days, probably because of something on the other side.

Also a possibility!

Wang Wusheng nodded heavily, and then said:

Hey, what a fucking relief! Where were you in '94?

His grandma, I was on duty when the accident happened!

Thinking about it now, there were so many things that year.

Not only in the air, but also in the water.

It's been more than ten years now, and when I think about it, I still get angry.

Hu Shuming knew what Wang Wusheng was talking about. Although he was just an ordinary soldier that year, he experienced that thrilling year.

...

Hu Shuming sighed softly, and said:

It's in the past.

In the future, it will not be so easy for them to bully us again.

Hearing this, Wang Wusheng laughed.

That's true!

Ham, don't talk about this today, let's eat first!

Essai Roasted Lamb, a local specialty, try it!

Having said that, the atmosphere among the people became relaxed again. Although there was no wine, the local specialty yogurt Sprite was also enjoyed. After satisfied with wine and food, Hu Shuming began to chat with Wang Wusheng about business.

What is the current situation in Sudan?

he asked.

not good.

Wang Wusheng replied directly.

The Revolutionary Front has broken through the Shambat Bridge, all the satellite cities around Khartoum have been occupied, and the official line of defense has almost been completely broken.

Although it has not entered the city yet, there is no doubt that it will be a matter of time.

The official inner city defense is a joke, and the air superiority is no longer useful.

We estimate that Khartoum will be completely taken over in a maximum of two weeks.

It might not even last two weeks - they'll surrender.

The situation is serious.

Hu Shuming sighed.

Yes, it is very serious. We have already contacted the embassy, ​​and they are also tough enough to hold on. They plan to rely on their small courtyard to take in all the more than a thousand Chinese in Khartoum in case of an extreme situation. go in.

To be honest, I admire them very much. They only have a few guns in their hands, and if they can persist until now, they really didn't take their lives seriously.

There was a trace of emotion on Wang Wusheng's face. After a moment of silence, he continued:

Therefore, the urgency of evacuating overseas Chinese is already very high.

You just arrived, we didn't want to rush you, but there is no way, we can't go.

Hu Shuming nodded solemnly and replied:

Replenishment will start tonight, and we will leave tomorrow.

The Weishan Lake will go with us, and we will withdraw directly from Port Sudan.

Wang Wusheng frowned slightly, and then he asked:

Are you in port?

I have to call in Hong Kong, there are too many people.

That would be a risk that the Revolutionary Front might not cooperate.

I can't control it, we are in a hurry, so we will land and fight. Lao Mei dare not stop us, I want to see if they have the guts!

good!

Hearing Hu Shuming's words, Wang Wusheng laughed.

In fact, what he was most worried about was that Hu Shuming was too indecisive during the process of evacuating overseas Chinese.

If this is the case, then he would rather lead the team by himself.

But judging from the current situation, the opponent is indeed somewhat bloody.

You can rest assured that the more than a thousand people are handed over to him.

After receiving the person, return directly to Djibouti.

After reaching the high seas, we will send military aircraft to escort them.

J-10?

Hu Shuming asked curiously.

In fact, the Djibouti base does not have the latest fourth-generation aircraft—as far as he knows, there is no plan to deploy fourth-generation aircraft for the time being.

Wang Wusheng smiled and replied:

no.

It's Rainbow-9.

Rainbow-9 just flew over.

Meanwhile, Khartoum.

Ji Feng stood in front of the bus that had been prepared long ago, with Military Officer Lin Tao standing beside him.

The latter looked at the compatriots who boarded the car in an orderly manner, and said to him:

Thanks to your resources this time, if it weren't for your company's contacts here, under this situation, it would be really difficult for us to find such a bus.

After returning to China, we will apply for awards for you. Of course, you will also be awarded individually.

Hearing his words, Ji Feng waved his hands and replied:

I just did what I should do. It doesn't matter what rewards or not.

This group of 330 people has a total of 4 vehicles. The fuel is sufficient and the living supplies are ready. They can start in half an hour.

Let's explore the road first. If we can reach Port Sudan smoothly, we will notify the follow-up team to follow through the satellite phone.

If there is an accident, then it's up to you to find a way.

Lin Tao nodded solemnly and said:

Don't worry, we will stay here until the last one leaves.

If we can't withdraw, as long as we are here, the revolutionary front should not dare to force it.

It's you, you must pay attention to safety along the way.

The Revolutionary Front has set up checkpoints on the main roads, and they will directly reveal their identities when encountering interrogation.

Our warship has arrived near Port Sudan, and the superior has also communicated with the other party's high-level. The theory is that there will be no great danger.

Ji Feng hummed, but didn't speak.

In fact, he knew exactly what Lin Tao meant by not too dangerous.

Not no danger.

The reason is simple. After all, the Revolutionary Front is not a real official armed force. They talk about rules, but they don't talk much.

Especially in the areas outside the capital, those poorly controlled rioters don't care who you are or what background you have.

They only know that on this continent, a yellow face is a fat sheep.

Once they hit each other, and if something goes wrong during the negotiation process, what awaits everyone is likely to be the fate of annihilation.

——

But even so, Monsoon can only try.

Khartoum will soon fall completely, and staying here is even more dangerous than being on the road.

After all, shells have no eyes - in the past two days, several Chinese have been injured by stray bullets.

The only good news is that no one has died yet.

Is the red flag ready?

Lin Tao asked suddenly.

Monsoon nodded and replied:

Every car is ready.

But I hope it won't be needed—there are people from the Revolutionary Front outside. When it really comes time to light up the national flag, it's probably useless to light it up.

Whether it is useful or not, it must be bright.

Lin Tao's tone was very firm, and from his expression, Ji Feng also understood the hidden meaning.

Yes, maybe this red flag won't save my life from those mindless rioters.

But as long as the flag is raised, those who have not had time to evacuate behind will be 100% safe.

Thinking of this, he said:

Got it, I'll take care of it.

Lin Tao patted Ji Feng's shoulder, and the two were relatively silent.

After a short preparation, all the first batch of evacuees boarded the vehicle. Under the escort of the official army, this special convoy left Khartoum through the only road in the southwest that had not yet been lost.

The official army then returned and the convoy turned north.

From this moment on, everyone's fate is truly in their own hands.

They will have to cross a distance of 1,100 kilometers to go to the only chance of survival.

Wad Hamid is the first test they will go through, where the Revolutionary Front organizes troops and is the only place where the only road must pass.

With more and more military vehicles and armed personnel on both sides of the road, Ji Feng's mood became extremely tense.

But fortunately, they didn't suffer any difficulties in this level.

After determining their whereabouts, the local Revolutionary Front organization released them on the spot.

In the bus, someone quietly discussed:

These rebels are quite reasonable and efficient.

Yeah, it looks more reliable than the official one.

Hearing this, Ji Feng smiled disdainfully.

He opened his mouth and said:

The revolutionary front is reasonable? Don't be naive. Even if they are reasonable, they are only limited to those at the top.

There is no trouble here because this is Hamidi's lair.

He didn't dare to make it too ugly, for fear of being settled by us later

The real difficulty has not yet begun, everyone should be mentally prepared, this journey will not be too smooth

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent for an instant.

The next itinerary confirmed Monsoon's judgment.

First of all, the road conditions have deteriorated. After experiencing the baptism of artillery fire, the road has already become potholed, and the driving speed of the convoy was forced to drop below 30 kilometers.

Immediately afterwards, the firefight that had all but disappeared near the capital reappeared, and official forces continued to fight back in places occupied by the Revolutionary Front but not fully controlled.

There are dead bodies everywhere on the roadside, and customs clearance is becoming more and more difficult.

If Ji Feng hadn't kept an eye out and obtained a certificate stamped by the Revolutionary Front organization in Ward Hamid, I'm afraid those rebels would have detained everyone on the spot.

Under such circumstances, Ji Feng didn't dare to stop the convoy to rest. Several drivers took turns to drive, even if it was late at night, they couldn't rest.

There are less than 300 kilometers left to Port Sudan, and the road conditions are getting worse and worse. Monsoon, who was just about to rest for a while, was awakened by the jolt. The road conditions are not, but corpses that were randomly thrown in the middle of the road.

This scene was like hell. If it wasn't for the driver's strong psychological quality, he might have collapsed on the spot.

Ji Feng patted the driver on the shoulder, as if comforting and affirming.

But the expression of the latter remained the same - he was not numb or indifferent.

It's just that he has no right to be weak in the face of hundreds of lives of Chinese people.

Under great pressure, the team broke through one hurdle after another.

After 30 hours of departure, they finally arrived at the last checkpoint to Port Sudan.

Xin Carter.

As long as you pass through this small city, the road ahead will be unimpeded.

Ji Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, however, just as he was about to get out of the car to communicate with the armed personnel, the armed personnel directly pointed their guns at him.

Ji Feng's cold sweat broke out in an instant. He pretended to be calm and greeted the other party friendly, but the other party broke all his hopes with a broken English sentence.

Everyone get out of the car, don't move on!