The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Ye Jian had a gun on her body. The QSZ92 9mm semi-automatic pistol was loaded with bullets, but she couldn't pull out the gun. Petty was in danger. There were five people on the other side plus Pabel... Five people entered The presidential palace has not been found, and Ye Jian has no way to understand how the soldiers outside are on duty!

The Chinese leader is still there, and none of the five people has been found. It is impossible to guarantee that there are other al Qaeda members mixed around the presidential palace!

The Pakistani staff who accompanied him outside must have been unaware, there was no influence in the room, and he was not allowed to enter and leave the room where Petty studied casually... The only way is to save himself and find a way to notify Xia Jinyuan and the others!

"Students from China, hello, I'm Petty's English teacher, nice to meet you." Pabel, dressed in a black veil, is indeed a well-educated middle-aged woman, and when she greets you with a smile, she looks at you gently with her eyes , it is hard to imagine that this is a woman with ties to Al Qaeda.

She didn't come out, but stood at the door and looked at Ye Jian with a smile. Seeing the girl from China sway slightly, she was trying not to feel so scared.

"Bring her in." When she spoke again, Pabel was no longer speaking English, but Urdu. Her eyes were fixed on Ye Jian, from mild to cold, and finally revealed a hint of coldness.

Ye Jian didn't move, her eyes flicked from the horrified to pale Petit's face, and then quietly looked at Pabel, her body was tense...At least in the eyes of others, she was afraid.

One against five, if there is no Petty, at least she can fight for it, but Petty is taken hostage by the opponent, so she can't tolerate the slightest trick.

Two Al Qaeda personnel in white robes came over, and very rudely pushed Ye Jian's back shoulder with his hands, until Ye Jian fell straight to the front.

He staggered a few steps, and even if his hands finally touched the door frame, he still couldn't stabilize his body, and fell directly on the carpeted floor.

With her hands pressed against her chest, embarrassment, fear, helplessness, and panic could all be seen in Ye Jian's expression. This was the normal reaction a student should have, and it was abnormal to be too calm.

When she stood up, two bodyguards had already walked to Ye Jian's side, and pushed her into the classroom again, closing the door so that no one outside could hear the movement inside.

A semi-automatic pistol with all the magazines ejected was quietly lying outside in the lounge. This was the only signal Ye Jian could leave behind. If the gun was with someone... and if the gun was not with him, it meant something was wrong with him. .

The talks between the leaders of the two countries were drawing to a close. At this time, it had been an hour since Ye Jian and Petty had left the presidential palace, and half an hour before Petty's normal get out of class time.

Xia Jinyuan had already checked the time several times in the dark... He felt a little flustered.

Squeeze the earphones and say to the accompanying J5 in a deep voice: "Inform the interpreter, and escort the big leader to leave after the meeting is over."

"There are still about ten minutes." J5 wrote in the notebook with the pen in his hand, and wrote down every word of the big leader one by one. The reclamation investment will probably talk about the fact that it is not a matter of a day or two. Now we are entering the stage of talks in central China, about ten minutes is a conservative estimate.

I went to the physical examination today, there is no code word during the day..., and I didn't check for typos. I will work hard today.