thanks for beta-reading again, purplefreak111,
again, everyone else, please review
Quietly, john and Mich attended to the bullet wounds. They were nearly done when they heard two of the Iraqis argue in a loud tone.
John listened closely, acting as if he didn't understand them and was still securing a bandage around the young stewardesses' shoulder.
"They say they won't do it. They won't give us the atomic bombs and they won't give us our comrades back. I say, we kill some of the passengers now and that will make them do as we say. At the very least they will give us money, and maybe we can get them to release Mustapha . It will be a great victory for us and our brothers." The first said.
"I said no. We don't need any more money, and we won't kill any of the passengers, this way they will know that we are serious. We want them to leave Iraq alone, and we need the bombs for the other countries that are still there." Replied a second voice.
"What about the others?" Asked the first voice.
"The others, we can kill them later. We shall wait and see, and if they turn us down again, only then we may kill some of the passenger's." The second voice answered.
With that John stood and motioned to Mich to do the same and lead him back to his seat in the body of the plane before heading back to the cockpit where he heard the voices.