Chapter 1370 Boarding

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In fact, after Zhou Wen interrogated the two Siamese soldiers, he knew that there was only one way to seize the plane and return home this time, and that was to capture the thief first and make the top executive of the airport willing to cooperate.

In addition, unless you have the ability to kill or defeat nearly two thousand Siamese officers and soldiers from a brigade at the airport without damaging the aircraft.

If the entire mercenary group was here, Zhou Wen would certainly be sure to capture the airport in one fell swoop, and it could even be said to be effortless.

But now that there are only 6 people including him, it is impossible to do it.

Besides, Zhou Wen came here to steal the plane, not to commit murder. The Siamese are not little devils, and they have no grudge against him. The purpose of killing Bowen was for the mission and the bounty. Any more killings would be a crime. It could easily arouse the hatred of the Siamese people, and it was not a rational act.

So he asked Xu Dacheng to take care of Sukrava and Patchat in place, and he sneaked into the depths of the airport with Miaohua, Zhang Xiaoping, Zhao Xiaojin and Zuo Mingqing.

However, the disorganization of the Siamese army once again refreshed Zhou Wen's understanding.

Not to mention the sleeping sentries on the periphery and the weird weirdos who were dreaming while walking on patrol. Even when we got deep into the vicinity of the small foreign-style building, we could say that we entered the core of the military camp. We still didn't see a few officers and soldiers who were loyal to their duties and strictly vigilant. .

There seemed to be a lot of people on duty at night, but there were also many defense loopholes. With Zhou Wen's monster-like perception, it was completely equivalent to walking into the small foreign-style building without any challenge.

Therefore, Sha Chu, the commander of the Siamese 611 Brigade, and his wife are now Zhou Wen's prisoners.

Listening to Shachu's whine, Zhou Wen asked in English: "Do you speak English?"

Shachu whined and nodded quickly.

You must know that most Southeast Asian countries are colonies of Western powers, so as long as they have received a certain level of education, they can more or less speak a few words in English.

"I know you are a smart person, so of course you won't yell, right?" When Zhou Wen said this, his eyes looked at his wife who was so frightened that she almost fainted, and then looked at him with his eyes. A gesture was made from the next room.

In the next room are Shachu's two sons, the eldest is only 8 years old. Of course, both children were sleeping now, and Zhou Wen did not disturb them.

Zhou Wen had no choice but to use his wife and children to threaten the Siamese brigade commander.

Shachu's head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Very good, I think we can have a frank talk." Zhou Wen said and took away the gag towel.



About half an hour later, after receiving the news, Xu Dacheng and Sukrava carried a stretcher and arrived at the foreign building unimpeded. The sentries and patrols along the way received instructions to let them go, and some soldiers even saluted them.

With Sha Chu's cooperation, the rest will be simple.

First, Shachu asked people to go to the camp where air force personnel were under house arrest and release a few people according to the list given by Sukrava.

These people were all the original full-time logistics pilots of the Queen, and they were all familiar with how to install the auxiliary fuel tanks and how to conduct various pre-flight inspections.

After these people saw Sukrava, they all showed shock and excitement on their faces, but Sukrava did not explain. He knew that time was running out now, and he was in no mood to reminisce with a few of his former non-commissioned officers.

The hangar of the Queen is right next to the runway. It is said to be a hangar, but it is actually a simple greenhouse built of wood with a canvas roof. But the lighting facilities in the hangar are pretty good. The electric lights all over the top of the hangar illuminate every corner of the hangar. A silver-gray monoplane that is 19 meters long and has a wingspan of nearly 30 meters. Glittering under the bright light.

Sukrava stretched out his hand and touched the somewhat cold surface of the fuselage, his eyes full of affection, and he murmured to himself, as if he was telling his lover about his feelings after farewell.

The subordinates who received his instructions performed their respective responsibilities. Some were busy inspecting the external structure of the aircraft, while others were pushing trucks to install auxiliary fuel tanks on the wings.

After hearing the roar of the aircraft engine breaking the tranquility in the dark night, the sincere and enthusiastic exchange between Zhou Wen and Brigadier Shachu was about to end.

"Dear Lord Shachu, you should see that we have no ill intentions towards you and your family. We just want to go home. I hope you can understand our offense. But for the sake of safety, I still want to ask you to come in person. Sending us off to the plane will better reflect your etiquette as a host."

When Zhou Wen said this, he looked at Shachu's wife, whose mood had stabilized a little but was still tied up, and said: "As for your wife, we can only let her stay here. After we leave, you will come in person." Rescuing her may better reflect your love for your wife. After all, it is not easy to let outsiders participate in this kind of thing, so as not to cause unnecessary damage to the reputation of you and your wife."

Sha Chu cursed in his heart: "Now I am a fish and meat and you are a swordsman. What do you want to do? How can I still object?"

But he also knew in his heart that Zhou Wen was telling the truth. It was indeed a loss of face for people to know that he, a majestic brigade commander, was captured alive from the bed with his wife. He now basically believed that these assassins had no motive or necessity to harm him and his family, so he could only nod expressionlessly.

So, Zhou Wen and others walked out of the foreign-style building with Sha Chu in neat clothes, and walked towards the runway under the curious eyes of a group of Siamese officers and soldiers.

It was already 5 o'clock in the morning on February 14th, and the sky was already showing a trace of fish belly white, and the earth shrouded in darkness was about to welcome the arrival of light.

A 500-meter-long grass runway came into view in the gradually brightening sky. A silver-gray airplane was parked on the runway, with the warning lights on its tail flashing, as if urging guests to board the plane quickly.

Miaohua and the others didn't say anything. They helped Patchat to the plane and boarded the plane one after another amidst the deafening roar.

After seeing Zhang Xiaoping gesture to him from the cabin door, Zhou Wen knew that everything was ready and it was time to leave.

He turned to Shachu beside him and said: "General Shachu, thank you for your cooperation. I won't say goodbye. I guess you don't want to see us again. Then I wish you good luck."

After finishing speaking, he took a few steps forward, jumped up to the one-meter-high hatch with a slight leap, turned around and waved to Shachu.

And the moment Zhou Wen jumped on the plane, Sha Chu even had the urge to shout for the soldiers to stop the plane that had started to slowly start.

But just for a moment, he felt a heart-stopping murderous intent coming from the unclosed hatch. Then, he saw a black hole in the hatch pointing at him, which caused goosebumps all over his body and he didn't dare to move at all.