Everyone was stunned.
No one had expected a woman to suddenly appear in the middle of the desert at night.
What's more, a woman with a gun.
After a moment of stupor, Song Heping suddenly remembered a term he had discussed with Antonov earlier—Bedouin.
Looking around, he saw gun-wielding Bedouins appearing at every window and entrance of the buildings.
Turbans, Arabic robes, and ankle bindings.
Typical desert long-distance travel attire.
A wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him.
Song Heping had no choice but to comply, slowly getting down on the ground.
But Major Yager did not follow suit.
"Are you from the smuggling syndicate?"
He had also recognized the identities of these people.
"We are Mossad agents. These people are our targets. If you help us, there will be a very generous reward."
Tempting them with profit.
Yager seemed to have immediately found a way to persuade these Bedouins.
It wasn't surprising he had such confidence.
