Chapter 152: A Dead End!
Snow is falling and the wind is howling.
Pearl City has been snowing heavily for two consecutive days, and the ground has long been covered with thick snow.
Chu Yun left a series of eye-catching footprints and walked to the door of the Great Hall.
"Stop!"
Two heavily armed **** gun-wielding **** stopped Chu Yun.
Behind them, a shivering hostage stood.
Chu Yun didn't know him, but looking at the dress, he should be a member of the crew.
At this moment, he didn't dare to look at Chu Yun. Gaze dodge.
Because he knew very well that the reason why he was able to come out was because Chu Yun exchanged his life.
After the search, Chu Yun was released.
When he passed by the hostages, he said calmly: "Go out bravely, life is not so bad." β
The hostage was stunned, panicked, and burst into tears.
"Get in!"
A shove on Chu Yun's back.
With a creaky sound.
The door opened.
A hot air filled the face with fear and panic.
The City Hall was crowded, brightly lit and fully heated.
It is in stark contrast to the cold film and television base.
As soon as he entered the gate, hundreds of eyes turned to him.
Under the coercion of the two ****, Chu Yun walked through the crowd and walked to the front stage.
The hostages of the ** shape are centrally controlled in the audience. And ****, scattered around.
There are nearly two hundred hostages, and more than one hundred. The scene seems chaotic, but it is well controlled.
"You're looking at the terrain?"
Not yet on stage.
A cold voice rang out in the Great Hall: "Is this an occupational disease?"
After a brief commotion, the scene fell silent. Deathly silence.
In order to change hostages, Chu Yun walked into the extremely dangerous Great Hall alone.
For the hostages, this is the hope of escape. It's a shot in the arm.
But before he did anything, he was recognized by the **** hidden in the dark. And debunk it in public!
Does this irritate ****?
And start killing?
When the film and television base was occupied, dozens of hostages were killed. Their cold-blooded cruelty has long torn apart the hostages' psychological defenses.
At the moment, they are sensitive and vulnerable, on the verge of collapse.
"I'm looking for acquaintances. β
Chu Yun raised his feet and stepped onto the stage.
The stage style is unique and the lighting is bright. But more than a dozen fierce gods and evil spirits, even the **** whose faces were covered by masks surrounded them.
They are burly, tall and mighty. It seems that everyone has the power to fight against ten. It gives people extremely powerful psychological oppression.
"Did you find it?"
As soon as the words fell.
A slender **** walked out of the backstage.
His face was also covered, revealing only a pair of sharp, cold eyes. But he wasn't fully armed like the other ****. Holding only a lethal pistol in his hand, he went into battle lightly.
"Nope. Chu Yun shook his head. Remain calm.
He was unarmed in this treacherous Great Hall. Not only did he not have any cowardice, but he also dared to look directly at each other.
This caused the devastated group of hostages to panic.
For fear that **** would be provoked, he killed Chu Yun on the spot.
"But I know you. β
The **** walked forward steadily. But he stopped nearly five meters away from Chu Yun.
"Not only knowing, but also knowing. β
He said.
The Great Hall was silent.
Everyone looked nervously at the stage.
Know, understand?
This young man who bravely walked into the Great Hall and stepped onto the stage has dealt with this group of ****?
"Oh. Chu Yun's face was expressionless.
The gaze glanced at him calmly.
"Your name is Chu Yun. A member of the Huaxia Secret Army. Or a spiritual leader. β
"A year ago, you retired for some reason and stayed in Pearl. Right?"
Chu Yun did not answer.
The group of **** who surrounded him slowly moved closer to him.
In the air, there was a sudden aura of slaughter!
In those eyes, the cold light appeared!
It is not difficult to tell through the color of the pupils, at least more than five people are not Asian!
"Their comrades, some of them have been killed by your former men. β
"Someone died a tragic death at your hands. β
His tone was indifferent, and he said lightly: "But I'm fair." For every one you take, I'll release a hostage. β
"Chu Yun, do you accept it?"
Chu Yun nodded.
Still silent.
"So, let's get started. β
......
The command center is located 100 meters away from the General Assembly Hall.
More than a dozen leaders who participated in the rescue operation stood in front of the big screen, looking nervous.
Very unexpected.
When Chu Yun entered the Great Hall, the technical department suddenly connected to one of the monitors in the Great Hall. And it just so happens that this monitor has a panoramic view of the stage.
"Major Kong. β
The leader glanced at Kong Candle and said with a solemn expression: "Is Chu Yun capable of defeating them?"
If he could, then Chu Yun would be able to rescue ten more hostages!
Kong Candle's delicate body was tense, and a look of despair flashed across her cold face.
She raised her hand and pointed to the **** on the screen: "They are fully armed." You can draw your gun at any time!"
"But their chief has said it. It's a fair fight. The leader frowned.
"Really?" said with his pupils constricted, his red lips slightly open. "How can there ever be fairness in this world?"
"Do you expect a group of **** to be fair with Chu Yun?" Kong Candle's heart was clouded with haze. "It's still a group of **** who have a blood feud with Chu Yun!"
The leader opened his mouth and fell silent.
"Major. What do you think?"
Ye Xuanjun also knew. It's not easy.
He will not be as naΓ―ve as the leader who directs the rescue operation.
Fair?
Be fair with a bunch of greedy outlaws. It is tantamount to self-deception!
"I've looked into it. Kong Candle's heart sank to the bottom and he spat out turbidity. "This group of **** is from Central Europe. It's called the Angel Legion. They charge extremely expensive. Experience in fighting elite forces from many countries. Including us. β
When Ye Xuanjun heard this, he could be regarded as having a basic understanding of this group of ****.
Angel Legion. That is, transnational mercenaries.
After countless baptisms of war, they have rich combat experience, their hearts are like rocks, and they are cold-blooded and ruthless-
Even if it is the special combat team of the military region under his personal command, it may be difficult to confront it head-on on the battlefield.
No wonder after Chu Yun arrived at the scene, the first thing he did was to take over the overall situation.
He should have enough knowledge of this group of ****, right?
It is even clearer that only this iron-blooded army led by him can be defeated from the front!
After listening to Kong Candle's explanation, the command center was silent.
"You ask me what I think?" Kong Candle's eyes were rosy, and his silver teeth were clenched. "He knows it's a dead end!"
"But he still chose to die!"
......
Bang!
When the first **** was hit on the head by Chu Yun fiercely, the whole person flew out upside down.
Shots rang out!
One of the hostages, who was near the stage, was shot in the thigh and fell to the ground in pain. Wail out.
The scene was out of control for a while, but it was controlled by the cruel and rough ****. Several more hostages had their heads smashed by **, which was miserable.
The leader put away the pistol with a hot barrel. Thin lips slightly opened: "Go on." β