Chapter 245

The 13th regiment of the French Foreign Legion is stationed in Djiboutian, the corner of the Red Sea. It is the closest French army to the scene of the incident. Their presence has inspired the refugees and rekindled their hope of survival.

It was only after everyone's ecstasy that we found something wrong, because there were only five light armored vehicles and only a dozen soldiers.

However, it should not be too late. We didn't think so much about it, so we immediately headed for the airport. The armored vehicles of the Foreign Legion were two in front and three behind, and they were responsible for opening the rear hall.

Those Zandala thugs, looking at the red, blue and white tricolor French flag, only dare to follow and dare not approach at all.

Deterred by the foreign legion, the refugees finally arrived at damoya airport.

By this time, the airport had been taken over by these foreign legions. Legion soldiers in French camouflage suits and Berets were standing guard at the gate of the terminal building with classic French FAMAS rifles.

Looking at these French soldiers, the refugees felt a great sense of security. They left their cars at the door and swarmed in. The thugs also followed them and gathered around the door of the terminal building.

Arriving at the airport, Chu Lingfeng found something wrong, because there were only two planes parked on the runway, both of which were Hercules transport planes of the French air force.

This kind of plane can only carry about 120 soldiers. Even if it is overloaded, it can only fit in 150 or 60 people. But now there are nearly 2000 refugees in the airport!

As an underdeveloped African country, damoya's airport equipment is old and its runway is in disrepair. It is unable to take off and land large-scale jet aircraft. Therefore, it is quite right to choose a military transport aircraft without considering the runway.

But the French JunGuan didn't expect that there would be 2000 refugees here. Seeing the black crowd, the French officer in charge of rescue was stupid.

After a brief communication with the headquarters, the officer made a decision that foreign passport holders, the elderly, the weak, women and children would be given priority to boarding, while others would wait for the next wave of rescue.

As soon as this decision is made, the refugees are in an uproar. No matter who knows, what is the result of staying at this time? A large group of Zandala thugs are watching them. They will never allow themselves to leave alive. As soon as these French soldiers leave, they will rush in and chop the refugees into meat mud.

But the French officer was also very helpless. After all, this was the instruction above.

So in this case, the soldiers of the Foreign Legion had to surround the wall to protect the white people and give priority to boarding.

The group of passengers with European passports, dragging their luggage, hurried towards the plane. Old George, holding the black child, dragging his luggage, looked back at the refugees as he walked. Ms. einzbellen also had tears in her eyes, but she was helpless to look at the poor and helpless refugees.

The French soldiers held up their rifles and yelled, "go! GO!” He directed the passengers to board, opened the rear door of another plane and drove the armored car in.

Chu Lingfeng immediately understood that these French Foreign Legions were going to withdraw, and they would not care about the life or death of these Kashi black people. It was their task to withdraw these European refugees.

As an organic organization, the Chinese medical aid team has been rescuing the injured and wounded among the refugees, rather than fighting for rank. When it's their turn, there are only a few positions on the plane.

The French officer looked at his watch and urged the Chinese medical team: "Chinese, hurry up, there are only five seats on the plane!"

But there are more than 20 people in the medical team, including six female doctors and nurses. At the critical moment, Zhao Rushuang took a look at Chu Lingfeng and said with a smile, "sisters, you go first, I'll stay."

"No, Xiao Zhao. I'll stay. You go up quickly." Captain Gu immediately refuted Zhao Rushuang's opinion.

"Captain Gu, you go. It doesn't matter. Your husband and daughter are still waiting for you at home. I have Lingfeng to protect me. It's very safe." Zhao Rushuang smiles and pulls Chu Lingfeng's arm and says.

"No, Xiao Zhao, it's an order. I'm the leader of the medical team. I'm responsible for everyone. I can't go first!" Captain Gu is still sticking to his idea.

Zhang Baiqiang also stood up and looked at captain Gu with a smile and said, "old Gu, don't worry. I'm here."

Zhang Baiqiang decided to push captain Gu to the top of the plane, only to find that the last position was occupied by Liu Jiaxuan.

"Liu Jiaxuan? How did you get up there? Come down quickly and let captain Gu go up! " Zhang Baiqiang scolds Liu Jiaxuan severely.

Liu Jiaxuan said to Zhang Baiqiang with disdain: "if you want to be a hero, I won't do it. No one wants me to go down!"

But as soon as Liu Jiaxuan's voice fell, he was picked up by a French foreign soldier and kicked him off the plane with one foot. He said with disdain: "coward!" After scolding, he reached out and pulled captain Gu up.

The propeller of the Hercules transport plane had already turned. After the cabin door was closed, the plane began to slide. Liu Jiaxuan ran frantically behind and cried, "please, don't leave me here, I don't want to stay here!"

But no one paid any attention to the disgraceful Liu Jiaxuan. The plane flew farther and farther, and gradually disappeared into people's view.

The French soldiers left, and so did the white Europeans. The whole airport was empty, leaving only the refugees and the Chinese medical team in damoya.

Zandala's thugs slowly approached, a cruel face close at hand, that flashing cold light of the chopper also makes people feel cold.

Zhao Rushuang involuntarily leans against Chu Lingfeng, and asks in a trembling voice, "Lingfeng, what do you do now? Do you have any good methods?"

Chu Lingfeng grinned bitterly and held Zhao Rushuang's hand tightly. He said, "now, what's the best way? Run!"

With that, Chu Lingfeng took Zhao Rushuang to the end of the runway, and the refugees fled in all directions.

Zandala's thugs finally wait until this moment, they are wearing a cruel smile on their faces, wantonly killing, regardless of whether there are Zandala people like them.

In the eyes of those thugs, as long as the Zandala people mixed with the refugees were all traitors, there was no reason to live, which also facilitated their killing.

In this way, hell on earth appeared in damoya, a small airport in Africa.