Lin Feng thought about it and knew that this might be the most reliable method. He nodded and quickly said, "Lead the way!"

"Okay!" Bill responded, then rushed to the front, and took advantage of various covers to evade and run wildly with Lin Feng, rushing towards the parking lot west of the airport.

Lin Feng followed Bill, raising his gun from time to time to fight back. Then he used accurate shooting skills. Although the opponent had many people, he suffered a lot of casualties, so he did not dare to chase Lin Feng and the others.

Soon, the two rushed to a worn pickup truck.

"Get in the car!" As he said, Bill opened the car door, rushed to the co-pilot quickly, and pushed the gun against the pickup driver's head.

At this moment, Lin Feng had no choice. He threw his luggage into the pickup truck's cargo box, rolled over the car, and threw ak off to replace it with the bazooka he had brought from the bandits.

As the car roared, Lin Feng fired the last rocket in the direction where the bandits were chasing them.

In an instant, fire rose into the sky, an explosion and smoke blocked the pursuit, and their pickup trucks broke through the airport guardrail and rushed to the highway.

After the pickup truck was running fast, Bill calmed down slightly, turned his head and said to the back row, "Your plane... um! Where is the person?"

Bill looked at the cargo box behind him, and there was no sign of anyone.

Did it fall down?

As soon as Bill thought about this, he saw the rear door being opened. Lin Feng seemed to be walking on flat ground, and while the pickup truck was galloping forward, he easily jumped into the rear row of the car.

"this……"

After a slutty operation, Bill was stunned. He couldn't say a word for a long time, and just watched Lin Feng check the guns and bullets with a relaxed look on his face.

"Well, there are four bullets left, and there are only two people in front of you."

Lin Feng said this with a faint smile, then grabbed the barrel of the ak in Bill's hand like lightning, snatched it over, and removed the magazine and counted the bullets.

"What did you say just now?" Lin Feng looked relaxed.

"I said..." Bill swallowed several mouthfuls in succession before saying tremblingly, "I said that after this, your plane will probably be detained. There should be nothing important on the plane..."

Lin Feng smiled sarcastically and said, "The plane is used to take hostages back to China. They cannot detain it. Of course, there is nothing else if you don't remember it."

As he said that, Lin Feng put the magazine back onto the ak47 in a swift manner, took out another cell phone, and dialed a number.

That number is the number of the operator in charge of the survivor in Africa.

In name, Lin Feng is a senior official in S Company, and in the past two years, he has helped the people behind the scenes to do some "financial" work.

The operator system actually said that there was nothing, which was unreasonable. Lin Feng was not satisfied with the other party's behavior of making money but not doing anything.

Soon, the phone was connected.

Regarding Lin Feng’s request, the other party was very pleased. After listening to the description, he replied, “It happened that we have an affiliated and organized organization in South Africa, and several of them were in Côte d’Ivoire.

The mercenary in charge is Penn. He is very familiar with the situation there, so I will notify him to contact you immediately."

When hanging up the phone, the other party seemed to suddenly think of something and said casually, "Lin Feng, I heard that the support team in New York has flew across South America and arrived in Chile. Now it is refueling the plane. I think I should be able to meet with you tomorrow."

Lin Feng was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but be surprised by the other party's enlightened news.

"Your news is so powerful. Even I only know that they set out from New York and I don't know when they will arrive. Thank you for telling me this news. Do you need any help on your side?"

"Ahem..."

The other party laughed dryly and said, "Pen and the others are going to China and Africa to carry out their missions. You also know that in that small country, tribes, people throw missiles out like stones.

Even if a bird flew over their heads, they had to try to use missiles. Payne and his plane were shot down over Central Africa. The three of them were lucky and survived.

You can go there too, so that Payne can help you solve the troubles in your hands and help Payne complete the task."

Firefights were very frequent between tribes in China and Africa, and Lin Feng knew that since Payne and the others were posing for planes to fly over that country, they must have some special missions, otherwise they would not have been idle and they were there butter.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng returned to the topic and asked, "Then how can I contact him?"

"No, I have told him your number and he will contact you, just tonight." The other party said confidently.

"Thank you then."

Lin Feng was not vague and immediately told the other party about his situation and asked the other party to prevent the relevant agencies from seizing his plane.

The other party agreed without hesitation about this request.

"This is a small question. Which country do your customers come from? We will ask the embassies of these countries to negotiate. After rescuing the hostages, you board the plane and leave, and they will never dare to stop them.

Oh by the way, what about you, which country's passport did you enter? I'll say hello to the embassy."

"This is OK?"

Lin Feng asked half-believingly, after all, if you play like this, it is an international issue, and the energy needed to be used is not ordinary.

"Of course there is no problem. We are businessmen. Isn't the establishment of the embassy just to protect the safety of us businessmen? Haha, I will find the right person. If you make requests from the embassy, ​​you don't have to worry."

The other party is confident.

"parking."

Lin Feng asked the driver to park the car on the side of the road, then knocked him out with a knife, pushed him to the side of the road, and said to Bill next to him, "Which hotel is the closest hotel here?"

"The Prince Hotel is of high quality and is used to entertain Western guests." Bill said without hesitation.

"Can you book a room?" Lin Feng asked.

"No problem." Bill nodded and said, "That's a high-end hotel, which is something that ordinary people can't afford, and it's not that easy to fill up."

"Very good, you drive to the Prince's Hotel." Lin Feng told Bill to drive, and then said to the other end of the phone, "I will stay in the Prince's Hotel. If they can't contact me by phone, go to the Prince's Hotel to find me."

"OK."

After saying that, the two cut off the call. Bill drove to the Prince Hotel honestly, while Lin Feng sat aside, pondering and wondering what he was thinking.
Chapter completed!