â Great. Tell the President that I will release the second batch of hostages after Iâve arrived at the airport. I will release the final bunch of hostages right before boarding the plane, only leaving behind Ms. Petty as well as that Chinese student,â Pabell did not lower her guard. She continued using hostages as her bargaining chip, putting forth her conditions once more.
When the President knew about it upon his arrival at the airport, it was still the same condition. He would fulfill all her terms, but she needed to release all the hostages!
That way, it affirmed Pabellâs belief in the importance of the hostages.
Qin Xiu, from the Chinese party, was in charge of translating by the leaderâs side. His voice was transmitted through the icy cold communication equipment by radio waves into the Chinese armyâs earpiece. âPabell requested to keep the second batch of hostages in the room. To ensure the safety of the hostages, the President told Pabell that he only had one condition, to release all the hostages.â
Qin Xiu was responsible for translating the Presidentâs words. âThe leader and the Presidentâs office suggested at the same time that the Chinese operation team will be coordinating with the Pakistan army to complete the task. It must be completed before the plane takes off.â
Qin Xiuâs voice was very calm. He, who was at the airport, would occasionally cast a glance at the plane parked at the runway. The final batch of hostages would arrive at the airport in about an hour, but Ye Jian couldnât be released.
He gently inhaled a deep breath. Qin Xiu, who was resting, had one hand placed in his pants pocket, his beautiful and pretty face was colder by a few degrees.
Eleven minutes past eleven, Pabell had verbally agreed to the Presidentâs request. Still, she had viciously instructed the Al Qaeda members who remained behind before entering the bus: âContinue as planned. Ignite the gasoline barrels before leaving. Do not let a single one escape!â
She did not intend to let the children in the orphanage go. It was because those children had seen the faces of the Al Qaeda members. If they were listed as wanted after their faces were drawn out, she would be punished once she returned.
It was impossible for those members who remained to leave alive. They had no other choice but to die over there.
They volunteered to stay. They even volunteered to offer their lives to the organization.
The door of the room imprisoning the children was opened once more. After a blinding flash of light, Ye Jian saw two men in gray robes walk in. âHide the gun properly and give me your hands. Hurry.â
It was V8 and T6 from the Elite Platoon. To prevent Ye Jianâs gun, as well as traces of movement in the room, from being discovered, they took the initiative to push Ye Jian and Petty out.
Ye Jian saw Pabell on the bus once more. She and Petty had their hands tied up and pushed into the van with guns aimed at them.
â Let the two of them sit in the front seats,â Pabell, who had long entered the bus, instructed in a cold voice. âOversee them. The two of them are the bargaining chips for us to leave this place. Without them, all of us would be buried along with Syed Warakaf!â
Petty did not talk to Pabell this time. The children on the bus were sitting by the window, and there were armed Al Qaeda members beside them. The guns were loaded, and all the hostages would get shot to death with just a slight movement from outside.
The bus was being driven subversively. During a sharp corner, the man standing next to Ye Jian grabbed her arm with both hands, his fingers were making a âVâ sign.
It was V8 in disguise!
Ye Jian had assumed that they had remained at the orphanage, she never imagined that they were beside her. Ye Jian then knew from his message that there were another four members of the Elite Platoon on the bus, Xia Jinyuan was one of them!