"Captain, I didn't come out to survive, but to lift my last living brother out." The old police officer said as he turned over and jumped from the ground, holding his revolver, he was about to rush in.
While he was talking, he swears viciously: "I will bite off a piece of their flesh even if I die."
"Bring him back to me." The police captain looked at him and knew that the people inside were not simple, and he stopped scolding. The people next to him would pull him forward when they heard the order.
Ding······
It was the sound of the grenade pulling off the insurance. All the people who stepped forward stopped. I saw this grieving and crazy old police officer. Somehow he took out a grenade from there, and the insurance had been pulled out. He held the grenade in his hand. Said:
"Brothers, I appreciate your kindness, but I must avenge my brother." After speaking, he turned and rushed in.
"boom········"
There was another explosion. Everyone, including the police captain, also shed tears. They all raised their right hand in unison, and saluted a solemn military salute. He was good and used his life to defend his dignity. And honor, but also defended the prestige of his fighting nation.
At this moment, when facing the honor and dignity that belongs to their own country, policemen and soldiers from all over the world did not hesitate to give all of their lives, even their lives, even though they were just new police officers who had just served for less than a month.
At this moment, the gods hiding by the side acted upon them, watching these two dozen police officers of Goose Country die inside, they couldn't help but salute the military salute in the direction of the museum. This military salute, they, the Goose Country policemen, worth it.
"Report, sir's call." At this moment, a police officer came over with a cell phone and handed it to the police captain.
"What are you talking about? Damn I folded more than 20 people inside, can you afford this responsibility?" After speaking, he smashed the phone to the ground and smashed it to pieces.
At this time, Chaikes also received a call. Hebrew, the head of the Moss City Police Department, was wiped his neck at home. More than a hundred gold bars were found at home. Things became more and more complicated. Chaikes took over the body armor to wear. Go, take the bullet pistol and prepare to go.
"You guys don't go anymore."
A shout came from behind, and everyone looked back and raised their right hands in salute. It turned out to be Pushkin, the current president of the Goose Country. Although he is only about 1.6 meters each, the breath that radiates from him is not angry and majestic. He only listens to him. Said: "The four in there are Hebrews, and they set up those booby traps."
Quiet, the scene is surprisingly quiet, how could Hebrew people rob museums and abduct civilians? Everyone looked at Pushkin suspiciously, only to hear him continue to say:
"This Hebrew guy had a premeditated plan. Before he officially changed his job as a police chief, he had already begun to deploy his almost..." Pushkin paused and continued: "Unexpectedly, he Such a team was used to hijack the museum."
To be honest, Pushkin knew that the old Hebrew fox had a special team of four in his hands, but he didn't expect that the old fox would use this sharp knife here, which surprised Pushkin really.
Everyone immediately connected the Hebrew murder case together. Their eyes flickered, but they did not speak. Looking at everyone’s expressions, Pushkin shook his head and said to Chaikes: “You are the captain of the security bureau’s operations, Chai. Kes?"
"Yes, Mr. President." Chaikes saluted immediately.
"You come with me."
Chaikes followed Pushkin into a Jeep military vehicle. The two of them were in the car. Chaikes suddenly felt a little panic. He felt inexplicably how this matter had anything to do with him, so he asked: "Mr. President, you are looking for What's up with me?"
"Do you have a wife named Lina?" Pushkin asked straightforwardly.
"Yes it is."
"Do you know her identity?"
"I know, it's an Eagle Language teacher in an elementary school." Chaikes replied truthfully, but Pushkin watched him silently, his eyes pierced like two sharp swords, making him feel uncomfortable.
"I'm asking about her former identity."
There was a thud in Chaikes' head, and there was nothing suspicious. As an old security investigator, Mr. President asked this question. He naturally guessed the seriousness of the incident, but the identity of his wife had been investigated by himself, and there was nothing suspicious. , So he shook his head and said:
"do not know."
"She is a Hebrew illegitimate daughter who was just killed. I believe you must have investigated her identity, but there is no doubt, is it?"
This result completely exceeded Chaikes's expectation. In surprise, he forgot to answer Pushkin's words and just listened to him to continue:
"In fact, it’s normal if you can’t find out. After she was born, she lived with her mother since she was a child, and even her surname followed his mother. She didn’t know her identity until the Hebrew sent someone to find her, but she didn’t want to be with her. This heinous father is in the same blood, and the beast of Hebrew Mark used her mother's life as a threat and demanded that the father and daughter recognize each other."
Pushkin said expressionlessly. From his voice, he could hear that he was angry at Hebrew beast behavior, "But Lina's mother committed suicide in order not to be difficult for her daughter. Lina took The hatred of Hebrew hides and continues to live, you also know the following things."
As an old security investigator, Chaikes's psychological quality is absolutely excellent, but his hands still tremble slightly unconsciously, and it is difficult to conceal his inner panic. Pushkin drew a cigarette and handed it over. He also lighted one, and continued:
"To be honest, I admire Lina's courage very much. That's why we haven't looked for her. But this time, the Hebrew four-man special force appeared and wanted to force La Lina into the group. Chances are, if we can catch this Hebrew four-man special army, we can naturally touch the vines and catch the old Hebrew fox. But now, the Hebrew has been assassinated. We only discovered this problem. It's not that simple, the incident has escalated."
"Mr. President, let me go!" Chaikes took a sharp smoke.
"Chaikes, you are not suitable for any action now, hand over your gun!" Hebrew said lightly.
"Mr President······"
"Obey orders." Hebrew stretched out his hand, waiting for him to hand the gun into his own hand.
Chaikes hesitated, but reluctantly handed the gun into Pushkin's hands, turned and got out of the military vehicle.
Seeing him get out of the car, Pushkin shook his head helplessly, and then got out of the military vehicle. To be honest, even Pushkin himself didn't expect this matter to be so complicated. If he had known Hebrew was not the real master behind the scenes. So, maybe he had already controlled Lina.
At this moment, a soldier ran over and said:
"Reporting sir, I have restored the previous monitoring screen, look." He passed the notebook over.
All the commanders watched the videos taken by the cameras in front of the computer, and saw a short Asian middle-aged man in the museum arranging all kinds of booby traps, mine jumping, and traps, followed by Moss City on duty. The scene of police officers entering the museum. After an explosion, there were corpses and ruined walls all over the floor, and the surveillance scenes ended here. Strangely, I never saw the hostages and Lina in the museum from beginning to end.
"The report shows that the identity of this Asian soldier has been verified. It is Hong Wu, the former commander of the Tigers Special Forces of Vietnam. The hostages should be in the air defense basement."
As everyone continued to look at the floor plan of the building and discuss, suddenly, Napoje shouted:
"Oh, where's my gun?" She flashed the image of Chaikes hitting herself lightly, and hurriedly shouted: "Mr. President, our captain took my gun."
"Quickly, see if you can restore the monitoring system of the Jindian." Pushkin knew very well that he received Chaikes's gun because he was afraid that he would go in and die. Even the two dozen police officers on duty were killed in it. How can he deal with it alone, with a gun.
"Mr. President, the surveillance system inside is damaged. It will take at least 20 minutes to repair all of it. However, I can use all the electronic communication equipment inside to build a temporary surveillance system. I will now use the Trojan horse to integrate the camera functions of all communication equipment. Turn it on to temporarily replace the monitoring equipment." As he said, the guard kept tapping his fingers on the keyboard. After a while, a carriage return, mobile phones scattered around the building, Internet TV, etc., all turned on, on the screen The screen in the shop is displayed.
"It's the captain." Napojie pointed to the screen and yelled. At this time everyone's attention was attracted by Chaikes.
Before entering the museum, Chaikes checked the architectural drawings. His goal was very clear, which was the underground air-raid room. He did not lean against the corner of the wall and walked cautiously, nor did he rush into the hall without any temptation, because the police officers on duty before Having used his life to eliminate all traps in the hall, all he has to do is to carry the bodies of all the police officers on duty into the hall.
The body of every police officer on duty came out, Chaikes was a solemn salute, and all the military police outside staring at the video also raised their hands to salute.
After setting up the remains of all the police officers on duty, Chaikes came to the passage leading to the basement. Seeing the passage that was only a short ten meters long, his nerves suddenly tightened, even though he was only a security investigation team. The captain, but instinctively told him to be careful. Since Hong Wu from Vietnam could pass safely, it shows that all the traps here are flawed, and the policeman on duty is still dead. It can be seen that these traps are by no means as ordinary as they seem.
For Chaikes, who has no experience in special warfare, he never thought of looking for traps as carefully as a special warfare member.
He found all the explosion-proof shields, wrapped a dozen shields together with curtains, and twisted them into a cylindrical shape as much as possible. He drilled in the middle and rolled directly into the passage.