The water was flowing gently, and all the children held their breaths tightly, for fear that the sound of the water would suddenly become louder and alarm the Al Qaeda elements who were guarding them outside.

The five children who had been doused in gasoline covered their mouths, their big and bright eyes showed surprise, and let the cool water wash over their bodies. The thick layer of gasoline on their bodies wiped their fear away with their clothes. It seems to be getting less and less.

Ye Jian leaned close to the door again, tapped lightly and rhythmically with her hands, and said in a low voice after receiving a response: "I suggest the second action plan, leave the orphanage, and deal with them on the plane."

"Are you going to pour out the gasoline?" V8 raised his brows lightly, and he guessed why Ye Jian proposed the second action plan at once. With a resolute brow, he lowered his voice to the lowest level and asked, "What time do we have?" It's not very sufficient, all Pabel's requirements need to be met before ten o'clock, and now it's almost three hours since the last call, Ye Jian, we don't have much time left."

Ye Jian with a smile on her face felt that it was really easy to have such comrades outside. They could guess what she wanted to do, "I will deal with all the gasoline and turn this dilapidated house into the safest room, so that you don't have to worry about it." During the firefight, bullets will accidentally hit the gasoline drum and cause an explosion. My second suggestion is that the first batch of hostages be released before Pabel leaves in the car..."

Before the word 'put' was uttered, T6, who was in charge of security, knocked lightly on the door with a gun. Ye Jian returned to the children nimbly without asking a word.

Petty immediately reminded all the children in Urdu, "Someone is coming."

This is a group of children who survived the war and are very sensitive to crisis. Petty's reminder made all of them lower their heads immediately, hugging their knees as if they were asleep.

The five children who had been doused in petrol squatted in the corner, and Ye Jian gently put the water hose back on, bringing everything back to calm.

The door was not opened, and the patrolling people just came to see if there was anything unusual, and after finding nothing, they gave a few words of advice and left.

"K7, a patrol team is coming, there are three people in total, be careful." V8 kept in touch with K7, and informed him of the situation on his side, so that K7 and the brothers from the country who came to support were ready.

K7, who had already found the staff of the welfare home, whispered "hide" to several other figures, and before the patrolling Al Qaeda elements came over, they hid one by one like owls at night.

The entire orphanage is no longer under the control of Pabel. With the infiltration of Chinese soldiers, at least the Al Qaeda members who are guarding it will be replaced by... Chinese soldiers in disguise.

Ye Jian didn't know exactly how many hostages were under control. After hearing the sound of footsteps moving away, she quickly washed the other two children who hadn't washed their bodies with gasoline.

"Now it's just to get rid of the gasoline smell on their bodies. The danger has not been resolved, so the gasoline tank must be removed." Ye Jian whispered to Petty, who could feel the joy even in the dark: " A bullet hitting the top of a gasoline drum will still cause an explosion, and the best way is to keep the gasoline in the gasoline drum away from us."

Leaving here is not an easy task. Petty, who finally had a smile on her face, heard that sadness crept into her eyes again, "What should we do? The oil drums are too big...how can we move them?" go out?"

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