1970s: Hot wife accompanies the army, cold-faced rough man is not easy to tease

Chapter 367 [Extra] What Year Is It Tonight? (3)

Reports of armed conflict near the capital surfaced a week ago; similar reports are common in Africa, and many people don't take them seriously.

But this time it's different. The escalating conflict has already resulted in the deaths of hundreds of people, including many international aid workers and foreign citizens.

The fact that the embassy has now issued a notice to evacuate its citizens proves that the situation has become so serious that it is out of control.

Nature reserves are far from political and economic centers, so even if something happens, it will mostly not affect them. However, the further away the place is, the more inconvenient the transportation becomes, making it even more difficult for Lu Youyou to evacuate.

Before long, the entire rescue center began to be in turmoil, and volunteers from all over the world began to receive notifications from their home countries.

Some diplomatic missions have only raised the danger level, but tensions can easily spread. As soon as one person says they want to evacuate, even the most nonchalant person will start to think twice.

In this regard, Lu Youyou has always been obedient and would never try to outdo others in terms of luck. If the embassy says to evacuate, it will definitely do so. The only problem is how to leave.

Just as she was about to check the latest flight tickets, Mayor ran over with a satellite phone.

"Lu, my family will arrange for someone to pick me up. Why don't you and the professor come along too?" As she spoke, she handed over the satellite phone. "Have you been able to contact your family? Do you want to use this?"

Looking at Mayor's sincere face, Lu Youyou knew that whether he was her suitor or not, now was not the time to be pretentious.

At this moment, the professor also came over: "Lu, let's go together. The Mayor family has a lot of influence here, so safety should be our top priority."

Clearly, Mayor had already spoken with the professor before coming over.

Lu Youyou nodded and thanked him, "Then I'll trouble you, Mayor."

Mayor was all smiles. He certainly wouldn't expect anything in return for his kindness, but the joy of being a hero and rescuing a damsel in distress was certainly extraordinary.

Once the itinerary was confirmed, Lu Youyou immediately called home to let them know she was safe. Lu Zhiyu was finally relieved, but still instructed them to keep the private jet on standby at all times.

That night, Lu Youyou slept with her phone glued to her hand, afraid of missing the latest news. The next morning, two helicopters landed one after the other, and several heavily armed men escorted the three of them onto the helicopters.

Lu Youyou gained a completely new understanding of the so-called "significant power" and wondered what kind of business the Mayor's family actually did in Africa...

Due to the tense situation in the capital, the only open international airport in Sudan is Port Sudan Airport, which is also their destination.

Lu Youyou had been in helicopters before, but never before had she felt so anxious. What if the helicopter was hit by a rocket? What if it was mistaken for an unsafe flying object and shot down...?

She didn't even realize that her posture was stiff until her shoulders and back ached, at which point she noticed that she hadn't been leaning back in her chair the whole time.

Suddenly, Mayor's voice came through the earphone: "Lu, don't be nervous, everything will be alright."

Lu Youyou twitched the corners of her mouth. She didn't want to be nervous, but the thought of the continuous artillery fire 3000 meters below her made it hard for her to calm down.

Having lived in constant fear the entire way, Lu Youyou felt a sense of relief when the helicopter landed, however...

Whether it was Mayor's bad luck or her premature prediction, as they were transferring to ground transportation to rush to the airport, the sound of gunfire suddenly came from afar.

Then, as if a demonic switch had been flipped, a series of crackling sounds began to ring out. Lu Youyou was completely ignorant about military matters and had no idea which weapon was making the whooshing sound. She only knew that it didn't sound like a gun.

The bodyguard team suggested finding a safe place to park and waiting until they confirmed the road ahead was clear before proceeding.

As the one being protected, all she needs to do at this time is keep quiet and not cause trouble. Unfortunately, Lu Youyou wants to be quiet, but the environment doesn't allow it.

A dilapidated open-top truck sped towards them from the other end of the road, filled with locals dressed in rags but carrying AKs. Lu Youyou couldn't tell which side was involved in the conflict or if they were some unknown force taking advantage of the chaos. She only glanced at them before looking away, afraid that a single look might attract the menace.

Fortunately, the vehicle wasn't coming for them, but before everyone could relax, the roar of engines came from afar again, and several similar trucks drove by one after another.

A makeshift roadblock was quickly set up at the intersection not far away, and Lu Youyou's heart skipped a beat...

Is it really that unlucky? If it had been a few minutes earlier, it might have passed by!
One of the bodyguards was a local Black man who took the initiative to go down and communicate with the people blocking the way.

Lu Youyou had already prayed to every god and Buddha she could remember, but before she could finish reciting her prayers, an accident suddenly occurred.

A conflict broke out on the other side of the roadblock for some unknown reason. It started with pushing and shoving, then the use of knives and guns, and quickly escalated into a small-scale shootout.

The black bodyguard was also caught in the crossfire and was almost hit in the leg by a burst of bullets. He quickly sought cover.

Suddenly, a madman emerged from the group of ragged people and began firing wildly into the street behind him.

Pedestrians on the road had already either taken cover or hid, and the rest were all in their cars. Physical injuries were limited, but the psychological pressure was enormous.

Is this even going so far as to obstruct the evacuation of foreign citizens? Even if they're after protection money, they don't need to go this crazy!

The madman slung the AK over his shoulder, shouted a string of unintelligible words, and fired a shot in a certain direction. A scream rang out, followed by several suppressed gasps.

Lu Youyou watched helplessly as a person fell from the balcony of a house, his fate unknown.

Just as she was feeling dizzy, two buses drove up from behind. When she saw the national flag pasted on the windshield, she burst into tears.

Home is where the heart is. Those who haven't experienced it can hardly understand the shock of seeing the national flag in times of crisis. It's as if all the pressure has found an outlet, like the only ray of light in the darkness.

No matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, as long as the motherland is behind us, the Chinese people will not panic.

"We traveled with the Chinese team."

Lu Youyou was resolute; at this moment, she trusted the flag and the people on the two buses the most.

Mayor was also somewhat tempted. People who frequently travel abroad know that Chinese people are more reliable than anyone else in dangerous situations.

"I wonder if they'd be willing..."

“I’ll go and communicate with them,” Lu Youyou said.

The professor suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Look at my brain, I completely forgot you're Chinese!"

Lu Youyou didn't dare risk her life, so she rummaged through her bag and pulled out a palm-sized national flag.

This was a "talisman" that her father repeatedly told her to carry with her before she came to Africa, and who knew it would actually come in handy one day!
She rolled down the car window a crack and waved in the direction of the bus.

In the gloomy, yellowish street scene, the red flag was the most eye-catching bright color. The bus driver quickly noticed the situation, and the same flag was sticking out from the crack in the driver's side window...

She didn't cry when she received the embassy's notification, nor did she cry when she flew through a hail of bullets. She held back her tears as the sound of gunfire whistled in her ears. But now, seeing the response not far away, Lu Youyou's eyes reddened once again.

Tears blurred her vision, and she vaguely saw someone getting off the bus, their agile figure quickly approaching.

Wow, that agile figure! Who is it? It's so hard to guess!