Tan Guiren was so angry at Brother Hong's words that she almost fainted. She pushed away Brother Hong's hand with all her strength and said with a cold face: "Stop dreaming! Exchange me for political prisoners? Are you bigger or mine?" ?No one will pay attention to you!"
"Haha? No one? Your father is about to become the Prime Minister of the Chinese Empire. Do you think they will exchange with me?!"
"... You are shameless! My dad won't do that!" Tan Guiren raised his head, with a determined look on his elegant little face, "You dare to threaten them, I would rather die!"
"Death? It's not that easy... Miss Tan, let me tell you, the hardest thing is not to die, but to live!" Brother Hong showed a ferocious look on his face, and then pushed her, "Go to the bathroom! Your blood is almost flowing to the ground."
Tan Guiren lowered his head in panic, only to realize that his aunt had dyed her trouser legs red...
The light blue pajama pants she had worn for more than a month had turned red and blue, similar to the colors of the American flag.
Tan Guiren hugged the toilet bag and staggered towards the bathroom.
The door slammed shut, and she leaned against the bathroom door, covering her face, and cried again.
But she didn't dare to cry loudly, she just sobbed quietly, slowly slid down the door, sat on the floor, and cried for a while before going to clean up.
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In the evening of the next day, when countless people were still looking for clues about missing persons in Statue of Liberty Park, the police station on the Upper West Side of Manhattan received another phone message. This time, the man directly shouted to Tan Guiren’s father, Tan Dongbang: “You Your daughter is in our hands, and as long as you promise us to release Yin Youqin, a political prisoner detained in Qingcheng Prison, your daughter will definitely return to Zhao intact."
As soon as this message came out, public opinion around the world was in an uproar.
Everyone is asking who this "Yin Youqin" is, including some of the upper echelons within the Chinese Empire.
As far as they know, there is no one named "Yin Youqin" in Qingcheng Prison, which is dedicated to holding high-level political prisoners.
Only a few people know that this "Yin Youqin" is not a political prisoner, nor is he being held in Qingcheng Prison.
He is the most hidden and highest-ranking American spy in the Chinese Empire. He was secretly captured by Huo Shaoheng, who founded the Special Operations Department a few years ago, and was imprisoned in a special prison of the Special Operations Department.
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After receiving the news, General Ji quickly convened an emergency meeting of the Military Supreme Committee.
He looked very unhappy at the meeting.
Who spread the news that Yin Youqin was in their hands? !
"Admiral Ji, this matter was most likely spread by Bai Yusheng who defected back then." Huo Shaoheng's father, Huo Guanchen, bowed and leaned towards the conference table, "But fortunately his level is not high enough. In addition to knowing that this person was We captured him, but we don’t know where he is being held or his true identity.”
"He doesn't know, but the American CIA knows. It was originally a chess piece planted by the CIA. How could they not know?" When Admiral Ji said this, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely serious. He became startled and one hand couldn't stop shaking. , "... Oops! Shao Heng is in the United States, should he be notified of this matter?"
Huo Guanchen immediately said: "Of course, this matter is related to him, and he should be informed immediately."
"There's no rush. It's midnight in the United States now. Let him know in the afternoon and he'll know when he gets up tomorrow morning." Admiral Ji looked at his watch and breathed a sigh of relief.
But what they didn't know was that when they processed the content of the resolution and authorized the Special Operations Department to notify Huo Shaoheng, Huo Shaoheng and his team's rescue operation had already begun.
It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when Yin Shixiong received this call from the Supreme Committee of the Military Ministry.
"Notify Mr. Huo now?!" Yin Shixiong was stunned when he heard the call, "Okay, okay! I'll contact them right away!"
Immediately afterwards, Yin Shixiong began to call Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze using a special secret line.
But no matter how he dialed, there was always a cold mechanical message: "Hello, the number you dialed is not in the service area."
Yin Shixiong was sitting on a soft chair in the office, with an expression on his face as if he were mourning for his concubine. His gray complexion made people think he was suddenly ill.
Because he knew that this was the action code of their Special Operations Department.
When this message appears on the dialed phone, it means that they have entered the mission action stage. At this time, no one is allowed to answer the phone.
This is an iron rule!
Yin Shixiong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, running around in the office.
He called Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze without giving up, and even dialed the resident number of the new North American branch of the Special Operations Division, but the same cold message foreshadowed a terrible result.
It was this time that almost all the North American Special Operations Division branches were dispatched to carry out a big mission.
So basically no one answered the phone.
Yin Shixiong was so anxious that he looked at the sky outside the window and kept praying to Huo Shaoheng that their mission had nothing to do with the kidnapping case.
But he also knew it was in vain.
He knew more clearly the purpose of Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze's special trip to the United States.
If it weren't for Tan Guiren, Tan Dongbang's daughter, how could they have fallen into this predicament? !
After being anxious for a long time, Yin Shixiong finally dialed Admiral Ji's number and said truthfully: "Admiral Ji, I'm afraid it's too late. I just called for almost an hour, and no one answered, saying that the call was not in the service area. …”
Admiral Ji suddenly fell into his chair and was dumbfounded.
Of course he knows what the message "out of service area" on the phone of the Special Operations Division means...
"Has the operation begun?" Admiral Ji murmured, his lanky face suddenly looked older, the wrinkles on his face were particularly deep, and his previously energetic eyes were now dull.
"...You call me and keep calling me! Until someone answers the call!" Admiral Ji came to his senses and ordered Yin Shixiong loudly.
"Yes, Chief!"
…
When Yin Shixiong frantically called Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze, the two men had already brought members of Team A and Team B of the North American Division of the Special Operations Division to the Bronx neighborhood in the dark night.
Two o'clock in the middle of the night is when people are most sleepy. Even for people who work night shifts or are used to staying up late, this time is also the most difficult time.
Although his eyes were open, they were out of focus.
Sitting at the door seems to be guarding the door, but in fact, the brain has shut down and is dreaming.
The snipers of Group A of the Special Operations Department climbed up the small buildings around the "Ivory Tower" in the night, lurked on the roof, and set up their sniper rifles. The observer was not far from the snipers, holding instruments to measure wind speed, temperature and Humidity, providing the best technical resource for snipers.
Group A is led by Zhao Liangze, and Group B is led by Huo Shaoheng himself.
They wore black sportswear, body armor on their upper bodies, helmets that covered the lower half of their faces, and large night vision glasses that covered the upper half of their faces.
Wearing leather gloves with exposed fingers and bullet-proof wristbands on their wrists, everyone is carrying a semi-automatic submachine gun and a long string of bullets hanging diagonally on their shoulders, just like soldiers charging into battle, but in the night Hunching down, he quickly arrived at the downstairs of the six-story building.
There were two guards behind the gate, but they had fallen asleep holding their guns.
Maybe it was because nothing happened after being here for more than a month. No matter how vigilant they were, they were a little careless at this time.
Huo Shaoheng was walking at the front of the team. He ducked to the door, took out a small piece of wire, drilled it into the iron lock on the outside of the door a few times, and then unscrewed the lock.
The sound of the iron door opening with a bang alerted the gatekeepers behind the door, but before they could even open their eyes as they shook their sleepy heads, two daggers with cold light had already slid quickly past their necks.
The blood in his throat shot out like an arrow!
Huo Shaoheng dodged, retracted his arms, threw the two bloody daggers to the ground, and rushed up the stairs.
The building was dark and there were no lights, or there used to be lights, but the wiring was broken and no one repaired it in time.
However, from the perspective of the members of Team B of the Special Operations Department who wore night vision glasses, it was better without lights and they could see more clearly.
They followed Huo Shaoheng one by one and followed him upstairs.
Starting from the second floor, these people followed the previous action plan and locked the four rooms on the second floor one by one. At the same time, they took out special chimneys and blew air into those rooms.
The anesthetic smoke gradually spread into the door, and the people inside fainted from the anesthetic smoke without even making a sound.
Huo Shaoheng took four key members of Group B of the Special Operations Department directly to the third floor.
There are only three rooms on the third floor. One is a very large one with iron cages inside, which is where Tan Guiren and his friends are kept. The other two rooms house the elite of the kidnappers.
Members of the Special Operations Division were not so polite to the elite kidnappers on the third floor.
They pried open the door, kicked in, and opened fire with semi-automatic submachine guns. Not to mention the people inside, even the rats had to be beaten with holes all over their bodies.
The bullets fired from the semi-automatic submachine gun equipped with a silencer still made a buzzing sound, which was heard in the quiet night.
Brother Hong, who was sleeping on the fourth floor, woke up from his sleep. Although the divination sounds were very slight when they reached the fourth floor, his many years of life and death experience told him that something happened in the building!
Taking out the pistol under the pillow and a rifle on his back, he quickly opened the door. As soon as he entered the corridor, he felt someone coming from the other side of the corridor.
He raised his gun and fired without thinking, but he didn't expect that the other party was faster than him! More firepower!
A volley of bullets flew over, sparks flying in the corridor, and Brother Hong only had time to throw himself on the ground and roll around before returning to his room.
He kicked back, closed the door tightly, and threw himself at the window.
From the window on his side, you can go directly to the room with the iron cage on the third floor, which is the room where Tan Gui and the two children are locked up.
At this time, Huo Shaoheng had just unlocked the room.
The door creaked, and Tan Guiren, who was tossing and turning because of his aunt and couldn't sleep, was startled. He turned around and looked over, but he only saw a man as tall as a god standing at the door, wearing a helmet and hood. A pair of big sunglasses covered half of his face, making it impossible to see what he looked like.
Tan Guiren's heart jumped suddenly, almost jumping out of his throat.
Huo Shaoheng walked straight towards the iron cage where Tan Guiren was imprisoned. With one end of his gun, he fired at the iron lock. The head of the lock was broken and fell to the ground.
He quickly opened the door of the iron cage and stretched out his hand towards Guiren Tan: "Miss Tan? Come with me quickly. I was sent by your father to save you."
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