Kelai heard Soto's urging, looked at the remaining prisoners who were not filming, and said helplessly: "Sorry, there is nothing we can do, this is the only way."
After speaking, as he turned around and walked back, the hostages in the cells on both sides made their final pleas.
The various cries for help are shrill and shrill, reaching the ears like demonic sounds.
Kelai felt very uncomfortable when he heard the voice, and he felt a strong sense of self-blame for being unable to save them. He could only keep saying sorry as he walked.
I hope this will ease the pain in my heart!
But this did not bring him any relief. Until he left the cell and walked outside the kitchen, he could still hear the pleading from inside.
"Wait, please, don't leave."
"Help us, save us, please save us."
"Don't leave, come back..."
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Clay and Full Metal were the last to come out. Although the two of them were exhausted mentally and physically by the hostages' cries for help, they were extremely uncomfortable.
But after walking through the camp and returning to the water tanker, my mood had basically calmed down.
As one of the world's top special forces, you not only need to have a strong body and solid special warfare skills, but also have a strong psychological quality.
Quickly adjusting your mentality is an essential skill!
On the contrary, Lei, who left first, had problems with his mental state, and his reaction to stimulation was even more severe, and he could not adjust his mentality at all.
It wasn't until I returned to the waterwheel that I changed out of my combat equipment, put on my casual clothes again and dressed up as a local, and was still "wandering in my mind" when I sat in the cab.
All I could think of was the desperate faces inside when I finally left the cell.
When Soto saw that Long Zhan and the other six people had gotten into the oil tank with the hostages, and Lei was still there in a daze without driving, he anxiously patted Lei on the shoulder and shouted: "What are you doing, we should leave."
"Ah, good, good."
Lei, who woke up after being patted, knew that he had made a mistake and quickly started to turn the key to start the car.
Soto did not forget to urge anxiously: "We have stayed here for too long, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, get out of here quickly."
"ok, ok, received."
Lei shook his head to get rid of the faces in his mind, turned all his attention to driving, and drove the car towards the outside of the camp.
The Murphy's Law effect is happening again at this time.
When people are lucky, good things will come one after another. The same is true when people are unlucky, and bad news will come one after another.
When we first met to rescue the hostages, the number of hostages increased from one to more than 20.
This made everyone in Team B feel depressed.
Now the spy equipment was finally installed, and the American hostage Parker who needed to be rescued was brought out, and all of them got into the car smoothly.
As it turned out, the water tanker just drove out of the camp not far away, and the distance was only two to three hundred meters at most.
A cloud of dust rose into the sky from behind the hill several tens of meters high in front.
Lei's battlefield combat experience is very sufficient. Through the dust, he immediately realized that something was wrong and judged that it was likely that a large convoy of troops had returned.
He said angrily: "This is not true, is it? They are coming back now? Didn't they say 12 hours?"
"What's wrong?"
Soto didn't understand at first and looked at the angry Lei in confusion.
Lei didn't have time to explain to the entrusted person, and while his brain was working quickly to think of a solution, he controlled the car and continued to drive forward steadily.
Less than 10 seconds later, a convoy of vehicles drove out from the left side of the hill.
"Xie Te, you are so unlucky."
Soto looked at the group of people sitting in various cars on the road a few hundred meters away, all of them shouting and screaming in the sky with their guns raised, and finally understood why Lei was angry just now.
"Attention Team B, the main force has returned early and we are about to pass them by."
Facing a large enemy force approaching, Soto was really nervous. He used the radio to relay the situation to Team B, and his voice changed.
As an officer in the command department, he had never fought a battle of this difficulty. If he said he wasn't nervous, he would definitely be lying.
"b1 received!"
Jason was shocked when he heard the news and quickly took out his tablet and started checking it.
Most of Team B is now in the tank. Although it is full in terms of concealment, its combat effectiveness can be said to be at its lowest.
If there was a fight with a large army of terrorists, the strength of Lei and Soto alone would not be able to cover the six of them from coming out of the jar.
Jason, Long Zhan and the other six couldn't come out, so they were like tigers in an iron cage.
No matter how awesome you are, you still have to be abused!
If the terrorists knew in advance, there would be six people hiding in the water jar, and they would block both exits and throw two more mines in.
No matter how powerful Team B is in combat, they will still be blown up into large popcorn.
"Calm down, stay calm, it's okay, we can go there."
Lei knew that the lives of the entire team were now in his hands. Under the huge pressure, he had to try his best to adjust his emotions.
While comforting the panicked Soto, he was also comforting himself.
Return yourself to the state you were in when you passed the level before.
As long as they don't let the enemy see that they are pretending, everything will be fine. No matter how many enemies they pass by, it will be fine.
"Okay, take a deep breath."
Soto took a deep breath and exhaled it, his expression looked much better.
The distance of a few hundred meters flies by in an instant.
The convoy of terrorists, who were screaming loudly, drove towards the water tanker. They had no intention of giving way and just drove arrogantly in the middle of the road.
Lei did not choose to confront the terrorist convoy and drove to the right.
And the speed of the car was reduced to almost a turtle crawling to show the humbleness of ordinary water delivery workers.
Fortunately, the road leaving the base is wide enough and built with two lanes. The terrorist convoy did not want to actually hit it, so it also chose to stay slightly to the right.
Lei originally thought that the terrorist convoy would just drive past from the left.
Unexpectedly, the two motorcycles in front of the terrorists suddenly made a 180-degree U-turn and stopped in the middle of the road, blocking the car's back path.
The pickup truck that had already driven to the left also stopped and blocked the car on the left.
In the end, the remaining two vehicles in the convoy blocked the entire road by driving side by side, and stopped right in front of the water tanker.
"What do these bastards want?"
Lei was so worried by the terrorists' behavior that he had to step on the brakes and slowly stop. He sat on the chair with an expressionless face, not daring to make any unnecessary movements.
Soto was several times more nervous than Lei.
Even if I was so nervous that my forehead was covered with fine sweat, I didn't dare to reach out and wipe it for fear that this action would attract the attention of the terrorists.