The water flowed gently, and all the children held their breaths tightly, for fear that the sound of the water suddenly became louder and alarmed the al-Qaeda elements guarding them outside.
The five children who were soaked in gasoline were covering their mouths, with surprises in their big and bright eyes, allowing them to wash their bodies with cool water, the thick layer of gasoline on their bodies that made their scared gasoline wipe with their clothes It seems to be less and less.
Ye Jian was next to the door of the room again, tapping lightly and rhythmically with his hands. After receiving a response, she said in a low voice: "I suggest to adopt the second action plan, leave the orphanage and solve them on the plane."
"Are you going to pour out the gasoline?" V8 raised his brows lightly. He immediately guessed why Ye Jian would propose a second action plan. With a firm eyebrow, he suppressed his voice to the lowest level and asked: "Our time It's not very enough. All Pabel's requirements need to be met before ten o'clock. Now three hours have passed since the last call. Ye Jian, there is not much time left for us."
Ye Jian with a smile felt that it was really easy to have such a comrade outside. They could guess what she wanted to do. "I will dispose of all the gasoline and turn this dilapidated house into the safest room, so you don't have to worry about it. There will be bullets that accidentally hit the gasoline tank and cause an explosion. My second suggestion is that the first group of hostages should be released before Pabel leaves in the car..."
Before the word'put' was spoken, the T6 who was in charge of the guard tapped the door lightly with a gun. Ye Jian didn't ask much, and quickly returned to the children.
Petty immediately reminded all the children in Urdu, "Someone is coming."
This is a group of children who have survived the war. They are very keen on crisis. Petty's reminder made them all lower their heads immediately, hugging their knees as if they were asleep.
The five children who had been soaked in gasoline all squatted in the corner, and the water pipe was gently pulled back by Ye Jian, so that everything was restored to peace.
The door did not open. The patrollers just came over as usual to see if there was any abnormality, and then left after a few warnings when they found that there was no movement.
"K7, there is a patrol team coming, there are three people, be careful." V8 kept in touch with K7, and told his own situation, so that K7 in action and the brothers from the country who came to support are ready.
K7, who had found the staff of the welfare institution, heard the words and whispered "concealment" to several other figures. Before the patrolling al-Qaeda elements came over, they were hidden like owls that haunt the night.
The entire orphanage is no longer under the control of Pabel, and with the infiltration of Chinese soldiers, at least the guards of Al-Qaeda members will be replaced with... camouflaged Chinese soldiers to guard.
Ye Jian didn't know how many hostages were controlled. After hearing the sound of footsteps away, she quickly washed the other two children who had not yet washed off the gasoline.
"Now I just get rid of the smell of gasoline from them. The danger has not been resolved. You have to remove the gasoline can." Ye Jian said softly to Petty, who can feel the joy that can be felt in the dark: " If the bullet hits the gasoline drum, it will still cause an explosion. The best way is to keep the gasoline in the gasoline drum away from us."
Leaving here is not a simple matter. Petty finally got a smile on her face, and sadness crawled into her eyes again, "What about that? The oil drum is too big... How can we move them out? ?"