Ye Jian was immediately relieved. They were indeed the Special Forces. They were fast and swift in their movements, and they immediately disguised themselves as the enemy after killing them and established contact with their comrades inside.
The lock began to make noises and the door opened slightly after a 'click' sound. "This is your gun from before. Keep it safe, my little comrade." V8 smiled faintly as he passed the gun through the slit before shutting it again quickly. "15 rounds, no other magazines."
A gun was good enough!
Ye Jian held the pistol and smiled. Before she even opened her mouth, she heard V8's deep voice again. "Ye Jian, the first batch of hostages will be released at ten tonight… you're not in the second batch either…, you will still be in the hands of the al-Qaeda even on the plane. Are you afraid?"
