Chapter 274: Single Ward
Chapter 274 Single Ward
Sean was thrown around, although the avenue was wide, but there were not many cars, there were only seven or eight cars in total, and after he stopped, he moved a little place, let his head rest on the road pier next to him, and looked at the black car thirty meters away, which had already turned over and rushed down. Although the angle is not very good, you can vaguely see the kid in the cab from the side window.
Long blond hair, wearing a blue suit, the lower half of his body is not clear, but since the car is now flipped, he also rushes down with his head down, his neck is nested, and the pestle is inside. Obviously confused, Sean is still very confident in his marksmanship, although he was shot three times, but the opponent had to be shot by himself at least five times.
It's so cruel to shoot at close range as if it were a hard hit, and after all, he is a step above his own skills! Unlike the other party, who has already fainted, he is still sober.
Sean breathed slowly, exhaling and inhaling without much force, but it was very long, so that he could keep himself awake and maximize his injuries to be controlled, he used two hands, one hand under his left chest, and the other hand on his lower abdomen, to stop the bleeding as much as possible.
"Woo woo woo woo!". It didn't take a minute for two police cars to rush over, and seeing Sean in such a tragic situation, he stopped a car directly, got two policemen down, and ran over in a hurry. Then one of the policemen immediately grabbed the communicator on his shoulder and said, "There is a police officer with a gunshot wound and is in ...... Send an ambulance!".
Sean squinted at him, looking at the policeman a little stunned. He noticed that Sean's face was as usual, not as if he had been so badly injured. If it weren't for the blood, the policeman would have thought it was Sean lying down!
It turned out that it was Sean's physique that had reached the limit in many aspects, so don't take a fancy to the three shots, if he holds on. will definitely be able to take down a few more big men. It's just that now he sees the big man with long blond hair, obviously fainted in the car, and he can't pose any threat. That's why I try to take care of my injuries as much as possible.
"Thanks! How's that guy, scrutinize his car, if there is a radio transmitter. Take it down immediately and keep it, it might be the box with the antenna you found!". Sean rested his head on the road pier.
Seeing the two police cars hesitate for a moment, Sean said again: "I know I'm fine, as long as you have one person left to take care of me!
"Yes sir!". One of them, a young policeman in his thirties, ran over at a rapid pace, and two police cars had just arrived, and the other one had not stopped, and drove directly to the vicinity of the car where Datou had rushed down, and then began to check. After first pulling the man inside out of the broken window, the other kid began to lean into the car. Start rummaging through things. Sean's original order was to find someone and a radio transmitter.
When the young policeman in his thirties ran over, he saw the colleague leaning into the car, holding a boxy box that was several laps larger than a laptop. Crawled out.
"Deputy Detective Sean of the FBI wants to see this box!". Youth Police Officer.
"Okay!". The policeman said yes, and came to Sean with the young policeman. He crouched down and said, "Is this the thing, sir?".
A policeman pressed the hole in Sean's body to free his hand, and he first scanned the box with the black detective system, and then slowly opened it. I saw that there were a few buttons inside, and there was a key inserted on the left side. It was already screwed to the state of launch, and Sean immediately screwed the key to close, and the red light in the box was suddenly extinguished. Several power adjustment switches on the right side,At first glance, it is self-made,Although not very exquisite,But the function that should be there can be described as not falling at allγ
Seeing that the green light on the right side showing the power supply was still on, Sean pressed a red switch, and the green light went out immediately. It was only then that Sean let out a sigh of relief. Looking at my watch, there were more than four minutes left.
It turned out that it was this blonde man who had already begun to transmit signals, and his plan was that as long as the signal reception on the Los Angeles side completed the countdown early, it would naturally be turned on synchronously. In this case, the nuclear warhead will explode no matter how it hits.
However, now Sean has turned off the signal transmitter and he has pulled the key off, unless there is something wrong with Theresa, and he has not found the nuclear bomb or deciphered the code in time.
"Contact Theresa!". Sean said, "Ask her how she is!"
When Theresa received the contact, Leighton's deciphering work was still continuing, in fact, he had deciphered the penultimate code, if it was this nuclear warhead, in the hands of a country, in fact, there would be a code on it, but the code was all fluid, so it was almost impossible to decipher, but the current nuclear warhead was held by radicals, and their technology was not yet as high as this. Therefore, although this code can be set, it must be set before, which is commonly known as a dead password.
This kind of thing can still be completely handled by deciphering experts, but it is only because the time is too tight that the current situation of Layton is sweating like rain.
"Okay! I got it!". Theresa replied first, and then said to Layton and the others, "The wireless transmitter has been taken care of by Sean!"
Everyone was relieved when they heard this, how could it be a half-breath, because Layton still has three codes left here! Theresa looked at her watch, there were still more than four minutes left, so she just breathed a sigh of relief, lifted it up again, and then walked to the side, picked up the intercom and said, "Why doesn't Sean follow me?" She knows Sean well, and she is very skilled!
"Deputy Detective Sean has been shot!". After the policeman finished this, Theresa's eyebrows furrowed again and she asked, "How is he now?"
"I've been shot three times and I'm on my way to the hospital, what's going on?". Sean's voice came from the middle of the call.
"Huh!". Theresa chuckled and said, "That's good!".
But it was Sean's ambulance crew who had already arrived at this time. Carried into the ambulance, then had to pass a radio while being "processed" by medical personnel in the car. Energetically, he began to ask about Theresa's situation.
"And three more passwords!". Theresa replied.
"Alright! I'm going to get hurt! you're going to make it!" After Sean finished this, he was no more, his own affairs were done. If the rest can't be done, it's not something you can stop.
Theresa had just finished talking to Sean this time, and Layton's hands seemed to be convulsive. After a slight pause, he said without looking back: "There are two left!"
At this time, the surrounding police. I almost lost my breath, and if it weren't for the gust of sea breeze in Los Angeles, I would have thought that time had suddenly stopped.
Code-breaking is such a thing. In fact, there is a rule to follow, because no matter what kind of password it is, the time it takes to decipher the first password is usually the most time-wasting, because he is the most combined. And the last one is the best to decipher, on the contrary, he is the least combined.
Now in the last two digits, Layton's hands twitched even more, after another two minutes had passed. "Tuo" sounded again. Layton was still the same as before, making a noise every time he deciphered a code, as if he could add strength to himself.
This time, the scene was even quieter, and even all the high-ranking and powerful people in the Washington Strategy Conference Room who had set up the synchronized images of the scene held their breath. Some people looked at the hands that seemed to be convulsive on the Los Angeles sync screen. Some people look at the synchronized timing in the lower right corner of the screen, 00:01:2X.
Time passed minute by minute, completely limiting everyone's lives, and there was no possibility of turning back. "Toot!". Just when there were thirty-eight seconds left, there was another sound like a heavenly sound.
Everyone seemed calm, Deciphering expert Layton. There was no expression on his face, just like a soldier on the battlefield who was suddenly shot, and there would never be an extra expression, he turned around and said, "Stop!"
"Yas!!". At the same time, all the bigwigs in Washington jumped up from their chairs after these words, and at this time there were no political enemies, only their hearts filled with joy for a moment.
After Layton finished saying this, Theresa squatted directly on the ground, gasped for breath and stood up again, walked up to Layton and the two remaining high-powered weapons experts, and said, "Are you making sure this thing is safe? I don't want to do it again!"
After hearing this, the two nuclear weapons experts and Layton took out an unprecedented spirit of not being afraid of trouble, and spent more than half an hour carefully examining the warhead again. A conclusion was reached: "Unless we deliberately detonate!".
Theresa nodded, picked up the communicator and said, "Commando, escort this big baby away!".
As for the final destination of this nuclear bomb, Theresa still has no right to ask, in fact, the final destination of this big treasure escorted by the two commandos is not clear to them, because the military is somewhere and will soon take over the delivery! Of course, this is a later story, and there is no need to go into details.
And Sean, lying on the hospital bed, just after being pushed out of the operating room, a colonel and two lieutenant colonels came to comfort him, at that time Sean still wondered if these two people did not know each other, but after following the phone call of Chief Inspector Maginot, he understood the reason, but it was these three military figures, where did they have the leisure to comfort themselves, but to take the key to start the nuclear bomb.
After confirming his identity, Sean gave the three men the keys that he had not handed over when he was pushed into the operating room. The latter, after giving himself a solemn military salute, took the key and the launcher and left.
Marroco is a small town of only 5,000 people, but the medical facilities are still very comprehensive, because California is the richest state in the country, and the conditions are certainly good!
Shortly after the nurse pushed him into the single room, Theresa, a long-legged girl, walked in, and with a look of relief on her face, she said, "This time it's enough to hang!"
"Don't you care about my body?". Sean laughed twice, not much different from being a nobody. This is entirely dependent on his strong physique. If it weren't for the bandages on the body and shoulders and arms. No one could tell that he was the one who had been shot several times.
"yes, how's your health?" Theresa asked as she took an apple from the fruit basket at the bedside, clicked into it, and asked.
Sean bared his teeth at her and said, "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine!
"Tomorrow!". Theresa said as she ate the fruit, "I have to go and comfort Sarah!"
"What's wrong with her?". Sean turned his head and asked, "Don't you want to do it?"
"Just fell out of love!". Theresa said, "Before I saw you, I went to look at the blonde guy, who was almost dead. Guess who?".
"Sarah's boyfriend?". Sean really hasn't met Sarah's new boyfriend. But it had already been guessed from Theresa's expression and tone.
"That's right, she doesn't know she's fallen out of love, I'll have to go back and let her know!" Theresa glanced at Sean and said with a smile, "Sean killed your boyfriend." Five bullets in the body!".
Sean shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's good, you have another chance to succeed!"
"Yes, please have an apple!". Theresa. He took an apple from the basket and tossed it to Sean.
The latter caught it with one hand in the air, took a bite with a "click", and said, "This is sent by the hospital!
"It's all the same!". Theresa paused here and said, "How did this guy get close to Sarah, how did he meet, we still have to investigate, who knows if he has any accomplices, and there is a lot of follow-up work!"
"Fortunately, I was seriously injured! I don't have to participate in the follow-up work!". Sean laughed twice again.
"Listen to Ling jumped from the plane?". Theresa said, "Tell me about your heroic deeds, which I will use to write a report!"
"It's nothing. He thought he could run away, I thought I could catch him like that!". Sean said, "It turns out he's wrong!".
Otherwise, Sean's popularity is good, the day after Theresa left, the fat man Philby, who was at the Bill Boxing Club in Los Angeles, ran over in a special car, and he now has only two fighters under contract. One is the current boxing champion, Riddick Bow, and the other is Sean, but recently Riddick Bower has had a convulsion and will announce his retirement next month, so Fat Philby. It's almost a bit of a give-up on Riddick Bow's end. These days, he is running Sean's races and soliciting sponsorships everywhere, but Sean's principle of not shooting commercials himself has cost him a lot of contracts. But even so, the current Sean has a well-deserved reputation with nine victories and all knockout wins. That's a bit of a name for itself all over the world.
And the Bill Boxing Club has shifted almost half of its focus to Sean since Ridick Bauer's convulsions, after all, Sean can now challenge the current WBO champion Lewis next month. I can't pay attention to it.
followed the fat man, of course, there is Donald who is "one person with multiple positions, one position with multiple abilities", he is no longer the role of a coach and sparring partner because of Sean, Bill Boxing Club, directly modified the contract and became a professional coach, and the treatment is the second in the entire club. And as Sean's record has become more and more bullish, many famous fighters have even sent invitations to him. But Donald is still quite righteous, and he didn't see the money, and besides, can he give up Sean and switch to another fighter?
Malaman, a black guy, is also a bit of a one-man chicken dog ascending to heaven, and after following Sean to participate in a few games, he has been accepted as an apprentice by Donald. and became a middleweight signing fighter for the Bill Boxing Club. And according to Donald's observation, this little guy's boxing style is still very similar to Sean's. These include the flexibility of the footsteps and the variability of the punches. Although it is not like Sean, both fists belong to the nuclear weapon level, but the power of his back hand punch is also relatively heavy in the middleweight class. Moreover, Malamane was very willing to endure hardships, and according to Donald's observation of Sean's various characteristics, combined with some of his own characteristics, he was specially taught almost by hand. As a result, Mara's progress was very fast, and in two weeks' time, he was due to play his first professional game. The opponent is a player ranked 200th in the WBA.
"Hey!Sean!". After Philby led a group of people in, he first greeted him: "That black fat man, on the plane, rush here!"
"Hey!", Sean pointed to the chair in front of him and said, "You don't have to be so excited! I guess let's see if I can participate!"
"Of course not! It's only a fraction of a percent, friendship! You know, I value friendship!". Philby exclaimed, "But really, this time you have a lot of appearance fees! But I think you need to rest, so I'll cancel the game when I go back!"
"That's not a lot of money!". Sean said.
"Yes, but what I like is friendship! It's not money! It's not money, you know!". Philby was still clamoring.
"Huh!". Sean chuckled twice and said, "Thank you very much, but I guess I'm still in time! At least there's nothing wrong with teaching Lewis!". (Your support on this site is my biggest motivation.) ).
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