"Bang!"

A blood flower erupted on the head of an Indian Ahsan, and the remaining few suddenly let out a frightened scream, "Don't kill me, please, don't kill me." President Patil, help us. ”

"Haha......" Yang Luo laughed wildly, "Ms. Platiba Patil, do you hear me? Your people are crying out for help." ”

"Bang!"

Patil sat in the conference room, surrounded by all the dignitaries of the Government of India. She could clearly hear the gunshots and screams, like an orange peel's face twitching.

And when the government dignitaries saw the electronic screen, one guy suddenly shouted: "President Patil, we must pay, or the people will not agree." ”

"Bang!"

At this time, another gunshot rang out, and Patil couldn't bear it anymore and hurriedly said, "We pay the ransom." ”

"No, no, no, Ms. Platiba Patil, you don't have to pay the ransom, when I kill them all, you can send special forces to annihilate us without any worries, how good is that. ”

"Bang!"

Once again, a gunshot rang out from the earpiece, and Platiba Patil believed that the terrorists were just going to be tough and let them know their attitude so that they could dominate the negotiations. Unexpectedly, her words made the terrorists react like this, which she did not expect.

Now she didn't have that composure, "No, we'll pay the ransom, but you have to make sure the hostages are safe." ”

Yang Luo smiled: "You still don't want to give money, it's just a few people, and if you die, you will die." Besides, with so much money, how many missiles and fighters do you have to buy. ”

"We will definitely give this money, there is something to discuss. ”

"Or don't give. ”

"Bang!"

Platiba Patil heard the gunshots again and hurriedly looked up at the electronic screen, only to see another Indian man lying in a pool of blood.

"We're going to pay right away, don't shoot hostages, you have to know that killing one is a billion dollars less. ”

Dai Enen processed Yang Luo's voice, and then transmitted the call between the two sides directly through the network. Hundreds of millions of people around the world always feel weird when they hear it. Terrorists don't want ransom, but the Indian government insists on giving money, and this strange thing can happen.

Yang Luo said bitterly: "Ms. Pratiba Patil, now there are only six left, you must know that we terrorists are very principled, and we will not make a loss-making business." So now everybody has risen to two billion dollars, which is a lot of money, and I advise you not to pay the ransom and let us all kill them. ”

Patil's face twitched, and his spirit almost collapsed, "It's okay, we have money in India, and we can only afford 12 billion." ”

Yang Luo scratched his hair, "That's it, okay, I'll give you a face." But since you are so rich, then take out more, give me 20 billion, and I must see the money within ten minutes, otherwise you will not have a chance to negotiate. Then he said a number.

"Doodoo ......"

Patil heard a busy sound from the receiver, put down the phone and looked at the Minister of Finance and said, "Contact the major banks immediately and remit to this account within ten minutes." After speaking, he picked up a pen, wrote a number on a piece of paper, and handed it to the Minister of Finance.

The terrorist organizations hidden in all corners of the world all stared wide-eyed, heard the Indian government pay the ransom and hurriedly calculated the account, and then shouted idols in their hearts.

What can you do with $12 billion? If you know that an F-22 fighter is $200 million, an "Ohio"-class strategic nuclear submarine is $2.8 billion, and a Tomahawk missile is $800,000. What would happen if all this money were used to buy weapons and use it for the great cause of terror? I wonder if these guys can get atomic eggs and get planes and tanks all over the world......

To take the cause of terror to such an extent, this is definitely a fucking master to whom they worship. Isn't it a big deal that you just hit two buildings with a plane? Look at people, that's what it's called a big deal. The Yasukuni Shrine, Ginza shopping street, and Tokyo Tower were all fucking blown up.

And the intelligence services of various countries around the world have already received information that Japan has paid a ransom of up to 100 billion US dollars, which is two-tenths of Japan's foreign exchange reserves, and it is absolutely unfortunate for the terrorists to have some money. Therefore, the security departments of various countries must quickly carry out operations to find out the flow of this money, and absolutely not allow it to flow into the hands of terrorists. In the end, when they finally remitted the ransom money in India, they found out where the money went, the headquarters of Citibank in the United States.

The U.S. Department of Intelligence, the CIA, quickly dispatched and waited until they arrived at Citibank to investigate the account, only to find out that it was a virtual account and that the money had disappeared.

Ichiro Nagano had been walking with his team for more than an hour, and his legs were numb from the knee-deep water in the winter. Suddenly, Ichiro Nagano stopped and shone a map in his hand with a tactical flashlight.

One of the team members said: "Your Excellency, the target of the sewer is obvious, and those terrorists will deploy defenses as long as they are not too stupid, and even plant mines in them." ”

Ichiro Nagano turned around and shouted, "A small team changed into insulated suits and used high-voltage electromagnetic guns to clear mines. ”

"Hayi!"

Seven little devils dressed in costumes similar to space suits walked over, and they were holding pistols that were slightly larger than May Fourth and very heavy. After walking more than twenty meters away from Ono Ichiro, the fingers holding the trigger tightened sharply. A thumb-thick blue electric light burst out from the muzzle of the gun, landed on the surface of the water, and extended forward in a leap, until fifty or sixty meters later. And Ono Ichiro led the team to follow more than twenty meters away.

"Yay......" Dane's excited shout came from the headset, "these idiots dare to fight my aunt and grandmother." ”

Yang Luo looked up at the afterglow of the setting sun, the whole world turned red, and looked down at the time, "It seems that we really have to go to greet those eagle children in person, if we wait until it gets dark to come, it will cause us trouble." ”

Hong Tian said with a smile: "I should have gone to see it a long time ago." After saying that, he grabbed a few grenades on the ground and put them on his body.

At this time, Nakahara Jing walked out of the building, "Captain Yang, let me take a few brothers with you." ”

Yang Luo looked at his fiery eyes, if he didn't know that he was eager to fight, he would definitely think that this guy had something wrong with him.

"Good!"

Zhongyuan Jing waved his hand and beckoned six brothers, and a few guys picked up a few shock bombs and hung them on their bodies. Del lifted the sewer manhole cover and jumped down first. Yang Luo and Hong Tian followed, and Zhong Yuan Jing led people to jump down last. I have to say that the sewers in Tokyo are so wide that they are four or five meters wide, and it is more than enough for four people to walk side by side.

Ten people walked silently for about twenty minutes, and Hong Tian in front waved his hand, "Turn the corner in front of you is the minefield, follow me, don't make a mistake." ”

"Boom, boom, boom!!!"

There were several explosions in the distance, and Yang Luo smiled: "The eagle's little friend is finally here." ”

"Boom, boom, boom!!!!"

Immediately after that, there were several explosions, and Yang Luo's face changed, "The situation is a little bad." Hong Tian and Del just turned around and suddenly retreated, and Yang Luo also saw a few blue sparks jumping on the water, and rushed over.

Yang Luo roared: "Get out of the water." After saying that, his body jumped up suddenly, grabbed the lamp holder of the sewer light with his right arm, and his body hung in the air.

Hong Tian and Del, including Zhongyuan Jing, reacted quickly, and as soon as Yang Luo's voice fell, he grabbed the lampholder, but there were still two Red Army brothers who moved slowly, and the electric sparks instantly sparked on their bodies, and they didn't even make a scream, and their bodies shook and fell into the water.

Yang Luo let go of his hand and jumped down, a Red soldier stared at blood-red eyes, and was about to pull out the safety when he took off the shock bomb hanging on his body. Yang Luo snatched it over and scolded: "You fucking looking for death, the shock bomb will hurt us together if it is so close." After saying that, he ran away, "Go back." ”

One of the Red soldiers shouted: "Why go back, my brother died here, and I will avenge him." ”

Hong Tian grabbed him by the shoulder and ran, "You can't die here if you want to." ”

"We have guns. This guy was still not convinced, and was dragged by Hong Tian and staggered.

"The guns are a fart, it's a corner, we can't hit them. And they have high-voltage electromagnetic guns that will electrify us into roast pigs. ”

This guy couldn't help but shudder in his heart when he thought of his two brothers just now, and suddenly rushed out with force under his feet. This made Hong Tian stunned, "Damn, it's actually faster than me." ”

"What the hell happened to Yang Luo?" asked Dainen a little worried.

"Head, what the hell is going on?" Zhou Xin's voice also came from the headset.

Li Tao's voice sounded in the headset, "Don't worry, we haven't taken the little devil in our eyes yet." ”

Yang Luo returned to the ground and quickly found the oil drum in a car, stabbed the fuel tank of a car with a saber, pulled out the saber gasoline and flowed out, and then stabbed it again, and a big hole appeared in the fuel tank.

"Quick! Find the gas drum and let out all the gasoline in the car. ”

The Red Army didn't know what was going on, but they quickly followed Yang Luo's words to find the oil drums, and then drained the fuel tanks of all the cars.

"Boom, boom, boom!!!"

The explosion was getting closer, and the ground began to tremble slightly.

Yang Luo filled the oil drum and walked quickly to the sewer mouth, poured gasoline into it, and shouted, "Hurry up, we don't have much time." Nakahara Jing, hurry up and take someone to pour gasoline into the sewer in the building, and you must not let them get close to the sewer exit. ”

"Hayi!"

Yang Luo bent down and grabbed a box of incendiary bombs with both hands, roared wildly, carried the incendiary bombs on his shoulders, and ran frantically towards another sewer entrance more than fifty years away.

(End of chapter)