The United States is a country that does not ban guns.
Bad guys have guns in their hands, and good guys also have guns in their hands. The country has a normal market for buying and selling guns, and of course, there is also a black market for buying and selling guns.
Because guns are not banned, the black market for gun sales is more rampant than in countries that ban guns. From small revolvers to AK47s, you can buy guns on the black market in the United States.
Even tanks and armored vehicles retired from the army can be purchased from legitimate channels.
The high-power Huo Shaoheng was talking about was, of course, not a pistol, but various heavy-duty snipers and semi-automatic submachine guns. At least one high-power submachine gun should be equipped.
These things can be obtained from the gun black market, and the North American branch of the Special Operations Division is also well prepared.
They need to deal with various emergencies as part of their daily routine.
Zhao Liangze accepted the order and began to dispatch manpower and weapons.
Huo Shaoheng stayed up all night, studying the structural drawings of this six-story building.
People from the Special Operations Division have been to the Bronx neighborhood many times in the past two days, using various special cameras to take infrared photos of the small building. They can even see what's going on inside through the walls.
At night, Huo Shaoheng looked at the photos and quickly locked onto a room on the third floor.
Looking at these infrared imaging photos, Zhao Liangze clicked his tongue, stood behind Huo Shaoheng with his arms folded, and said sadly: "These people are so inhumane! What do they want to do by putting people in cages?!"
"What else can we do? It's definitely not good." Huo Shaoheng said calmly, "But it seems that Mr. Tan is really still alive."
The infrared imaging photos show that the room on the third floor is divided by iron cages, which contain an adult and two children. There are also some empty cages, indicating that there were other people locked inside
According to the skeletal analysis of the infrared photo of the adult, it should be Tan Guiren.
He has been missing for more than a month, but he is still alive, which means he is lucky.
"If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. If this girl can really escape this time, I bet her father will be the prime minister." Zhao Liangze raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.
Huo Shaoheng left the computer, took out his pistol and wiped it, and said without raising his head: "... Our Special Operations Department does not care about internal affairs, so don't forget the rules."
"Yes!" Zhao Liangze was awestruck and quickly reflected on whether his actions had crossed the line.
While Huo Shaoheng was cleaning his gun, he was formulating a battle plan in his mind.
In that six-story building, except for the room with the iron cage on the third floor, all the other rooms were occupied by people and weapons. They should all be the kidnappers' accomplices guarding this room.
I really didn’t expect that the other party sent out so many people.
Six floors, almost twenty rooms, with at least two people in each room, so they faced at least 40 opponents.
These 40 people are all strong and armed gangsters.
However, no matter how powerful the gangsters are, they cannot defeat the regular army.
Huo Shaoheng firmly believed in this.
There was also the evening news on the TV.
Today, the Police Department on Manhattan's Upper West Side received another mysterious message from a voice changer. This time, it said, "Where the sun shines, that's where the Statue of Liberty rises."
Compared to the previous two vague messages, this time the message was much clearer.
Everyone immediately thought of the Statue of Liberty.
Almost overnight, the Statue of Liberty Park in New Jersey was overcrowded. Countless guessing enthusiasts flocked to the park to look for clues about the missing persons.
At this time, Huo Shaoheng had completed the deployment of his troops and determined the plans for the two teams, Group A and Group B, to coordinate their attacks.
"Team A, ten people, three groups of snipers and observers, and two groups of assaulters, enter the building directly. Group B, twenty people, all assault into the building. The weapons must be equipped with silencers. The raid will be completed at two o'clock in the morning."
Zhao Liangze distributed Huo Shaoheng's plan.
The North American Division of the Special Operations Division was all withdrawn last time. Now it is a new department with new personnel and is their first large-scale mission.
These soldiers have been waiting for this day for a long time.
The night in Manhattan in July was already a bit hot.
People in the Bronx neighborhood who don't have air-conditioning in their homes sit at the door to enjoy the cool air at night, looking at the passers-by with sinister eyes, as if they are ready to shoot at the slightest disagreement.
Huo Shaoheng held a high-powered telescope and stood at the window of a hotel not far from the Bronx, looking at the six-story building.
"The name of this small building is a bit interesting." Zhao Liangze stood next to Huo Shaoheng and whispered, "It's called Ivory-Tower."
Huo Shaoheng smiled, "Ivory tower? Haha, these people really know how to put gold on their faces."
The ivory tower should be a pure and dust-free place, but now it is indeed the ugliest and most filthy place. I have to say that this name is really ironic.
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At this time, in the room on the third floor of the "Ivory Tower", the lights were dim and the two children had fallen asleep. Tan Guiren was sitting by the wall with his knees in his arms. His small face was only the size of a palm, which made his eyes look big and black.
The door creaked open, and the handsome and cold young man walked in again.
Wearing black clothes and black trousers, he stood in front of Tan Guiren's iron cage, looking at her intently, his gaze almost greedy.
The closer I looked, the more I felt that Tan Guiren was beautiful and spotless, like a princess in an ivory tower. That kind of touching elegance is a temperament that can only be cultivated by people who have been scholarly for generations. It cannot be achieved by money and power. Stacked up.
In order to kidnap Tan Guiren, he followed her for half a year.
In just these six months, he knew her better than she knew herself.
But Tan Guiren turned his head and didn't look at him at all. This silent contempt was the most hurtful.
The handsome and cold young man's eyes darkened.
"Brother Hong, you're here..." A gangster guarding the door hurriedly ran out of the house next to him and stood at the door, nodding and bowing to the young man's back.
Brother Hong raised his hand and said without looking back: "Go out, I have something to ask her."
"Yes, Brother Hong." Seeing that Brother Hong was not angry, the bastard hurriedly closed the door, as if he was afraid that he would change his mind.
Holding a plastic bag in his hand, Brother Hong walked step by step to Guiren Tan's iron cage, bent down, took the key to open the door of the iron cage, and got in.
The iron cage is low, and normal people can only bend down or sit inside, but cannot straighten up or stand up.
"There's a bathroom over there, go in and clean up." Brother Hong looked at Tan Guiren silently for a while and handed her the plastic bag in his hand.
Tan Guiren's back moved slightly and his body moved uncomfortably.
There was another wave of heat gushing out from her body, and her aunt finally came after being late for four or five days.
Unexpectedly, the kidnapper actually noticed...
Tan Guiren was angry and embarrassed. She had been in a state of high physical and mental stress for more than a month. Now her physical discomfort made her even more confused and she finally couldn't help crying.
Seeing her sobbing softly, Brother Hong, who had never been soft-hearted, actually felt his heart skip a beat.
He put the plastic bag on the ground, turned around and bent down to get out of the iron cage. He did not lock the iron cage, and just waited for Tan Guiren to come out and clean up in the bathroom.
Tan Guiren cried for a while, turned around and saw the plastic bag on the ground, gritted his teeth for a long time, and finally reached out his hand, opened it and looked at it.
Inside was a pack of sanitary napkins, the brand she was most accustomed to using.
Tan Guiren was carrying the plastic bag and looked up to see that the young man named "Brother Hong" had not left the room, but was standing at the door and watching her silently. He couldn't help but stand up holding the iron cage, bent down and got out. She came to his side, raised her head and begged: "Please, let me go back. What do you want? Money? My family will give it to you. Although my family is not rich, there are many good things passed down from our ancestors that can be exchanged for money. My family has a collection of many authentic works by ancient painters... "
Brother Hong stretched out his hand, smoothed her messy black hair, sighed softly, and whispered: "... I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry? Are you saying sorry now?!" Tan Guiren felt sad and disappointed, "What on earth are you going to do?! Where did I provoke you?!"
Brother Hong retracted his hand and looked at Guiren Tan obsessively for a while, then said in a lower voice: "I have already told you to go out. If your family wants to save you, they should know what to do."
"Say it! As long as you say it, I will definitely ask my family to help you!" When Tan Guiren heard that there was still hope of getting out alive, he immediately became nervous, "What do you want?!"
Brother Hong looked at Tan Guiren's face with nostalgia, his eyes wandering over her body.
Tan Guiren understood, and her face suddenly changed. She took a few steps back and said warily: "What do you want to do?"
Seeing Tan Guiren's appearance, Brother Hong's face also darkened. He regained his sinister and ruthless appearance and sneered, "What do you want to do? Of course I want to fuck you! - What are you doing?!"
"You! Shameless! Dirty! Scumbag!" Tan Guiren was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he could only use these few words to curse people over and over again.
Brother Hong's eyes darkened again. He took a step forward, raised Tan Guiren's chin with his hand, and said in a loud voice: "I will make a condition to your family tomorrow in exchange for a political prisoner detained in the Chinese Empire Prison. If you If your family doesn’t agree, you will have to follow me for the rest of your life!”
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This is the second update…
A reminder to recommend tickets and monthly tickets!
Thank you "Huaixuan My" for the He's Bi that was rewarded yesterday. Thanks to "Beggar in Heaven" for the He's Bi that was rewarded yesterday. mwah!
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