I don't have a system but I have a hammer

The black-robed girl didn't say anything, but whispered a few words to a man who looked like an assistant beside her, and then nodded towards me with gratitude in her eyes...

"No problem, just do as you said. I don't know when we can start?"

I turned on the communicator and called Curly again...

"You and the pilot first find a safe place where you can land and there are no killer rats. If you find it, let me know. If you can't find it after 10 minutes, forget it, just fly over to find us..."

After finishing speaking, I raised my hand to the black-robed woman, signaling her to wait for a while, and then contacted the leader of the red turban again...

However, as soon as the communication was connected...

"God brother, how did you do it just now, what happened to your hand? It's so cool, are you one of those people with special abilities in the alliance?"

I didn't answer his question, but gave a few instructions in a slightly cold tone...

"Dude, now is not the time to talk about this, when this mission is over, we can chat while drinking, but there are more important things waiting for us to do now..."

As I spoke, I glanced up at the luxurious glass on the third floor of the station, and felt a little clear in my heart...

That looks like the stationmaster's office...

"Okay, can you see the white building to the southeast of the station? There are eight glass windows from left to right, and the penultimate one has a small balcony. After 10 minutes, ask your people to gather above the balcony and prepare to rescue people…"

After a pause, I glanced at the yellow and thin people around me, but excited eyes, and picked up the communicator again...

"Did you bring food and water when you came? By the way, there are also medicines. If you have any, throw them away first. The people here seem to be in a bad state..."

The communicator fell silent...

I knew that the leader should be asking my companions about supplies, so I didn't urge...

And during the time waiting for the reply, I also felt a special way of gratitude in Benghazi, although I know that the person they thanked was not me...

That's right, not long after I finished speaking, the black-robed woman and many people behind her turned their palms up, their fingers pressed together, their hands clasped together, and they kept chanting to the sky, what's more, Already knelt down on the ground, facing east and began to kneel three times and kowtow nine times...

Looking at the piety in their eyes and the unique prayer posture of Muslims, it is not difficult to guess that they are a group of Muslims, so the atmosphere of their gratitude is naturally the only God they believe in... Allah!

I didn't say anything to bother me, I just lit a cigarette slowly and patiently waited for the reply from the communicator...

And before I finished smoking a cigarette, good news came from my headset...

"There are some medicines and food, but not much water, after all..."

The corner of my mouth curled up, and I interrupted...

"It's okay, let's release as many as you have first..."

The leader did not refuse...

"Okay, give me a delivery coordinate..."

I said "wait a moment" and looked up at the black-robed woman...

"We've brought food and medicine, but I need a safe place to drop it..."

What made me frown slightly was that after my words fell, the black-robed woman didn't answer immediately, but chanted a few more words to the sky, nodded at me, and finally looked at the people under the wall …

And just when I was still wondering why the black-robed girl was silent, I suddenly heard a loud cry from her mouth...

"Brothers and sisters, our one true God, who brought us food and medicine..."

wow~

It was more effective than stuffing a living person into a frying pan. Everyone was excited and cheered crazily, and then they prayed and thanked, and became more devout...

Similarly, the chanting voice became louder, as if hoping that Allah would hear the most sincere thanks from the bottom of my heart...

But I looked at their cheering faces, raised my eyebrows, and glanced worriedly at the rats outside the wall with the help of the night vision function of the goggles...

Damn, it won't attract more rats to come over...

However, I was just about to make a reminder...

"But Allah needs a clearing now, only then can food and medicine descend..."

wow~

It is more effective than a living person escaping from the frying pan. When everyone in the square heard this, they immediately dispersed to both sides, leaving an open space in the middle...

The black-robed woman nodded with satisfaction, turned her head to look at me, and pointed to the open space on the square...

"How do you feel there?"

I shrugged slightly, and spoke slowly into the headset...

"Dude, do you see the open space in the center of the square, just put it there..."

There is no hesitation on the other end of the headset...

"Roger that!"

Slightly relieved, I slowly hung up the communication, looked up at the black-robed woman, with a slightly cold tone...

"I won't stop you from believing in anyone, but I hope that when you thank Allah, your voice will be a little lower, otherwise not only you will get food, but also the killer rats outside will get food. They only believe in killing!"

Hearing this, the black-robed woman did not refute, but nodded apologetically to express her understanding, and then whispered a few words to the assistant beside her...

The assistant nodded and walked down the stairs quickly...

After watching him leave, the black-robed woman sighed helplessly, and made an invitation gesture to me...

"I'm sorry sir, you know, I can't stop things like belief, but I will make them quiet down, this is the only thing I can do... It's windy here, let's go in and talk..."

Seeing her polite appearance, I am too embarrassed to say anything more, so I can only keep up with her pace with my mouth curled up...

"By the way, those six hundred children..."

Before I finished speaking, the black-robed woman pointed to the lobby on the second floor of the station...

"They are all fine. Fortunately, we found three carriages full of military supplies here, otherwise we really wouldn't be able to survive now..."

Hearing this, I nodded in understanding, thinking that this group of people is really lucky...

But then I have a new question...

"What about the water source?"