Carlos knew that there must be helicopters nearby. They would take themselves on the helicopter, then go directly to the airport, and then use passenger planes to take themselves from Sudan back to France!

When he reached the roof, Carlos looked out and found that there were not many masked French soldiers, only thirty, fully armed, and on the outside, you could also see many Sudanese military and police. ←,

It seems that the Sudanese government betrayed itself!

"Boom, rumble." A helicopter hovered in the sky. After seeing the signal here, he immediately flew towards this side.

As soon as I got on this plane, I would have no room for maneuver! Carlos's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the way to get out of trouble, but there was no feasible way.

This is a French dolphin helicopter, which is not large in size, but it is very convenient to land on the roof here. At this time, the pilot was looking at the roof in front of him and knew that the mission could be successfully completed.

"Damn it, rpg! Dodge!" At this moment, the pilot on the other side suddenly noticed a flame flying from the ground and immediately shouted loudly.

Someone fired a rocket on the ground! The helicopter pilot was quick-eyed and immediately pressed the operating rod to one side, hoping to avoid the rocket.

The Sudanese military and police who were in charge of the alert on the ground all raised their heads and looked at the rocket, drew a graceful arc in the air and hit the helicopter, which immediately turned into a fireball in the air.

This is not a RPG! It is clearly a portable air defense missile! Helicopters flying near the ground are almost accurate at one shot.

Seeing the helicopter turning into a fireball, the soldiers of the French special forces immediately changed their faces. Damn it! He was attacked!

Originally, they planned to attack suddenly and capture Carlos. But now, they are obviously ambushed! No one was carrying a portable air defense missile while looking at the teeth!

Almost the moment the helicopter was hit, several soldiers from the special forces were shocked and fell backwards, and a blood hole appeared on their bodies.

"Sniper!" The remaining people shouted immediately. The roof of the building here is not the highest, and there are several buildings next to it. The other party's sniper must be hidden in these buildings!

"Get back!" They were suddenly attacked and were not in chaos. At this time, they could not continue to stay on the roof. They had to retreat back to the building first and then call for support.

Damn Sultans. Don’t you know how to help at this time? They should act quickly, control those buildings, and find the snipers inside!

At this moment, Carlos suddenly broke free from their ties and ran towards the edge of the roof.

Several special forces soldiers wanted to come forward to capture, but the bullets of the sniper rifle continued to fly in and they all fell to the ground.

Carlos's hand had been released. As soon as he went upstairs, he had quietly freed his hand from the handcuffs. He was waiting for the opportunity now!

This is just a two-story building! Even if Carlos jumps from here, he will not fall to death. As long as the way of falling is appropriate, he can continue to run away.

Moreover, the people behind were suppressed by snipers and did not dare to catch up with him at all!

When Carlos stepped on the edge of the roof, he was even more happy. Below, a car carrying sacks happened to pass by! The sacks were stacked up to a height of one floor!

Carlos jumped over according to the car. When his feet landed on it, they sank one meter deep and were not injured.

"Get out quickly!" Just as Carlos had just landed, several people rushed out of the shop on the street, all holding weapons and shouting at Carlos.

Carlos rolled down from above, and the people were covered in their faces. Carlos recognized the other party at a glance. His eyes were so bright and deep, full of murderous aura.

Osama!

"Go away!" Osama threw an AK rifle to Carlos and shouted to Carlos.

Sudan's economic development is quite backward. This small city is built in a mess, with many streets that can only be passed by on bicycles.

Holding the gun, Carlos followed him for two steps, but stopped again.

"Carlos, go quickly! Once the Sudanese government reacts and sends a large number of military and police to surround the place, we will not be able to leave!" Osama shouted.

"No, I want to kill all the French and avenge my daughter!" Carlos said, his daughter was killed directly by them, and none of them could survive!

"Even they can't live." Osama said, "Go away!"

"Boom!" At this moment, the earth shook and the buildings where the dental clinic was located collapsed.

Carlos' eyes widened, the car that had just saved him was actually full of explosives!

At this time, both the French and the Sudanese military and police were coming here, but in the end, they were just blown up by these explosives.

After passing through several streets, five or six people got on an off-road vehicle. The car had been removed from its ceiling and turned into a convertible. On the top of the vehicle, there was a heavy machine gun.

Looking at the off-road vehicle, Carlos's eyes lit up. After he jumped up, he stood directly behind the machine gun. The yellow bullets had been loaded.

"Go!" The rest of the people got into the car, and Osama sat in the driving position and stepped on the accelerator hard.

Rush out! Break through the blockade of the Sudanese military and police! The vehicle drove onto the main road and you could see a roadblock that the Sudanese military and police had just set up in the distance of fifty meters.

Several soldiers were standing there, their eyes straight at the off-road vehicle coming here.

"Roar over!" In an instant, Carlos seemed to have lost fighting spirit and surged on his body again. He pulled the bolt with a thud. With the sound of the chain, the bullet slashed through the air, making a thud sound, and flew away.

Osama stepped on the accelerator and broke the barricade, leaving behind the bodies of several Sudanese military and police officers whose bodies were broken and left.

After breaking through three roadblocks in a row, I finally left the city and entered the countryside outside.

This is a weak area controlled by the Sudanese government, and it is relatively empty, making it very convenient to stay or stay.

As night came and crawled into a large forest, Osama finally stopped.

Just now, Osama was very excited, as if he had returned to the years of his war in Afghanistan. At that time, Osama was surrounded by the Soviets, and he came and went so easily, and a heavy machine gun made them flee in a panic.

The car stopped and took out the dry food she carried with her. The few people were very happy to eat.

Osama handed a piece of dried beef to Carlos, and Carlos took it, didn't eat it, but just looked at Osama with his eyes: "How could you come to save me so soon?"

Originally, Carlos thought it was his subordinate, but in the end, it was Osama's people! Moreover, the other party came too quickly, as if he was following the French. The French took action first, and they took action later.

Otherwise, how could he use air defense missiles to attack helicopters? How could he use that bomb truck to save himself? Why would he have this off-road vehicle with machine guns installed?

These people acted too quickly, as if they had prepared in advance.

"I received the news from the Ba people formation." Osama said: "They have an inside player among the French police and found that the French DST came to the Sultan! I guessed that they might be against you. After we arrived here, we found that you were no longer in the place where you were originally living, so we could only make preparations quickly. As soon as we were ready, we found that they surrounded the dental hospital there."

The Pakistani Formation! The full name is the Palestinian People's Front. This organization is not as good as before. However, it still has intersections with Carlos, and Carlos trusts this organization.

The other party reported the news, and then Osama came over, so Osama did not set a trap on purpose. After Osama said this, Carlos finally let go of this doubt.

Chewing the jerky beef, Carlos remembered his daughter again. He had decided to wash his hands and just wanted to live a peaceful life. But now, the French have come to him again!

Seeing Carlos eating silently without saying a word, Osama knew that this person was experiencing a huge struggle in his heart at this time.

In history, Saddam once found Carlos and hoped that Carlos would launch an attack on the United States. However, Carlos was deposed at that time and was unwilling to do so at all.

And now, history has changed. Carlos's daughter, his most beloved daughter, died at the hands of the French. He must avenge this revenge!

"Carlos, in the Middle East, your name is well known to everyone, and they all regard you as a hero!" Osama decided to fan the flames and ignite the flames: "Now, you must cheer up again, you are the idol of us!"

Carlos is indeed Osama's idol. At this time, Osama was already a high-level decision-maker in a country, but he still advocates true heroes, and Carlos is one of the people Osama admires the most.

"Now, the West continues to use their weapons to engage in barbaric hegemony interference." Osama continued: "They shot down Iranian civil aircraft, they support Israel in massacre of Palestinians, and their crimes are unforgivable!"

"Think about Anina, she is innocent, but she died at the hands of the French! The French are not staying in their own territory and run to the Sultan to massacre. People from these imperialist countries should die!" Osama looked at Carlos indifferent, and could only be the last way to use Anina's death to stimulate Carlos: "If you don't even avenge Anina, are you still the jackal?"
Chapter completed!