The ancient clock in the corner of the room struck three.
Hakeem suddenly stood up and walked towards the window, turning his back to everyone.
Klein caught sight of Song Heping's fingers quietly moving towards the shock bomb hidden at his waist—if the negotiation failed, he would kill Hakeem right here.
Not killing him would inevitably remain a major threat.
Earlier, out on the open ground, the terrain was disadvantageous to him.
But now, here inside the outpost, and with the drone reconnaissance completed, there were about thirty armed personnel near the outpost, and over a hundred armed men about five kilometers away, likely a unit stationed here.
Five kilometers, as long as he moved fast enough, he could take out all the armed personnel here and then flee.
Although the whole action was very risky.
But fortune favors the brave.
In the war-torn regions of Africa, nothing succeeds without taking risks.
"I need to see more sincerity."
