Xu Zixuan felt the blade with his hand, fortunately, it seems that this knife is privately owned by the store, at least the blade is open, and the sharpness is okay. Gotta make do with it, no matter how you say it, it's better than that shiny pig-killing knife. Xu Zixuan walked to the window with the rambo jungle knife and looked outside.

Downstairs, sirens were already blaring, and dozens of cars with flashing police lights blocked the various exits of the mall. Hundreds of police officers leaned on police cars with guns on the mall, while a few men dressed as senior officers set up a makeshift command post in a café across the street. Xu Zixuanzai carefully observed for a while and shook his head slightly. If the terrorists were experienced veterans, they would not pose any threat to them, and might even become a target.

What to do? To do it or not to care? Xu Zixuan's brain kept running. If the target of these terrorists is not themselves, then it is very easy to hold on to the Namibian special forces with their own skills, and it should be the wisest choice to let the Namibian military and police deal with it; But if it really doesn't matter

As soon as I thought of this, the sound of terrorists talking loudly came from the stairs. Xu Zixuan quickly rushed under the counter of the outdoor goods store with a catwalk. The four terrorists came to the third floor with backpacks on their backs, and they didn't stay too long, as they walked, they took out brick-like things from their backpacks and glued them to the wall, and the brick-like things had detonators stuck in them, as well as timer remote control devices

"C4, are these guys trying to blow this place up?" Xu Zixuan thought secretly in his heart. The question that I had just struggled with now has an answer. If it doesn't, it may not be able to wait for the Namibian military to attack and the place has been razed to the ground. Thinking of this, Xu Zixuan raised the rambo knife, bent down and quietly touched outside.

The three terrorists went downstairs after setting up the bombs, while a tall, thin young man stayed behind and kept pulling wires from his backpack along the route of the explosives he had just placed, connecting all the bombs on this floor. Golden opportunity! Xu Zixuan did not hesitate, waiting for the young terrorist to pass by the door of the outdoor goods store, when a fierce tiger pounced and threw him to the ground.

The terrorists didn't expect that there were still people on the 3rd floor, which had been emptied long ago, and this person felt so murderous. Since explosives were being arranged, the terrorists' MP5s were carried on their backs, with only wires in their hands and no weapons. But then again, even if he has a weapon in his hand, he can't be Xu Zixuan's opponent, let alone with his bare hands.

In less than 30 seconds, Rambo's blade slashed through his throat. Xu Zixuan inserted the knife into his waist, held the mp5 in his hand, and at the same time took the backpack of the killed terrorist directly and carried it on his back. Just as he was about to leave the corpse, the intercom on the corpse's waist suddenly rang.

"Monkey, are the bombs ready?" The voice I heard in the women's restroom on the first floor rang out again.

"That's it! The bamboo pole is wired on the third floor, and it is estimated that it will be OK immediately! The monkey replied immediately.

"Okay, when you're done, you guys go back to the first floor and concentrate! The Lion King, out! ”

Fleas, Tigers, Red Wine, and now Monkeys, Bamboo Poles, and the Lion King Xu Zixuan silently wrote down these code names, which means that in the entire mall, there are at least 6 terrorists (including the bamboo pole that has been killed by Xu Zixuan), and they also have a large number of C4 explosives. Xu Zixuan took the walkie-talkie off the bamboo pole, pinned it to his chest, slowly pulled out the detonators on all the explosives on the third floor, and quietly walked to the stairs.

There is lighting on the 2nd floor. Xu Zixuan looked down towards the second floor. Not only the lights, but also the human voices. Xu Zixuan listened with his ears pricked up for a while, and at least 4 different sounds could be distinguished. Just when Xu Zixuan was about to make a sound to lead people to the 3rd floor, the police downstairs suddenly moved.

A group of SWAT officers in riot vests and shields surrounded a group of policemen who looked like leaders in body armor and slowly walked to the front of the mall. The man in the middle shouted at the mall with a bullhorn. The content is not repetitive, it is almost the same as on TV, it is nothing more than shouts without substance such as you have been surrounded, lay down your arms and obediently surrender. Just after the leader finished speaking, the voice of the Lion King appeared on the intercom.

"Trigger to kill him!" Before the Lion King's words fell, a gunshot rang out, and the head of the shouting leader blossomed. The SWAT officers quickly retreated behind cover with their shields in hand.

Sniper? Xu Zixuan paused. Although he is not a professional sniper, he is also very familiar with the gunfire just now, if I heard it correctly, it should be the Barrett M82A1 sniper rifle, the special equipment of the US military and many Western countries. This sniper rifle is expensive and has very little stock on the black market, how can these terrorists get their hands on such a professional weapon?

Perhaps the sniper just now was too provocative, and the police and troops on standby outside began to move slowly, preparing to forcibly enter the mall. Looking at the unprofessional formation and skills of the police and soldiers, Xu Zixuan secretly pinched a cold sweat for them, and an old-fashioned armored car slowly drove to the front of the mall, followed by 4 or 5 special soldiers in black combat uniforms. Just as the armored car was slowly moving towards the mall, suddenly, a fire dragon erupted from the window on the second floor, whistling towards the armored car. Three seconds later, only a bang was heard, and the armored car was knocked to the ground by the powerful explosive force, and the 4 or 5 special forces were also on fire and constantly rolling on the ground. Bartley rang out again, and after a burst of gunshots like fried beans, there was no sound in front of the mall.

rpg？ Xu Zixuan's cold sweat began to break out. What are these terrorists trying to do? C4, snipers don't talk about it, but the RPG bazooka is also brought? Do they want to have a long-term confrontation with the political axe army here? In addition to the firepower that has already been demonstrated, will they have more powerful weapons?

There is no time, and if you don't make a move, God knows what else these terrorists have prepared to play with the police. Xu Zixuan touched the entrance of the building again, took out a silver lighter from his backpack, and threw it on the floor on the second floor. Although the voice was not loud, it managed to arouse the idea of the terrorists on the second floor.

"Huh? Isn't this a lighter for bamboo poles? A terrorist walked up to the lighter with AKM and looked at it for a while, then he raised his head and glanced towards the third floor, "Bamboo pole, what's the matter with you?" Haven't you got it done yet? ”

Xu Zixuan leaned against the wall of the corridor and did not reply. This bizarre plot aroused the suspicion of terrorists. He beckoned to the other person and motioned to join him on the third floor to see what was going on. The third floor was dark, and they had no flashlights or night vision devices, so they could only follow the lights outside.

As soon as the two walked up the corridor, they were shot one by one by Xu Zixuan, who had been waiting next to them. And the gunfire also alarmed the terrorists downstairs. They raised their weapons one after another and marched towards the third floor in batches. Xu Zixuan walked to the open place in the middle of the third floor, holding a gun to the corridor, and at the same time paying attention to the elevator with his spare eyes. Sure enough, when the beam of the flashlight came from the corridor, the elevator also stopped on the third floor with a clang. Xu Zixuan immediately bit off the thimble on the grenade with his mouth, and threw the grenade in when the elevator door slowly opened, and at the same time there was a shuttle bullet at the entrance of the building, so that the terrorists did not dare to come forward.

The two terrorists who took the elevator were out of luck. Before the elevator doors could be fully opened, the grenade exploded in the elevator. Countless debris shot the two into a sieve, and the massive force of the explosion also made it impossible for the elevator to work again.

The explosion of the grenade not only attracted the attention of the Lion King and others on the first floor, but even the police who were on guard on the perimeter also set their sights on the third floor of the mall.

"Lion cub, what's going on? Why is there an explosion? The Lion King's voice roared over the intercom.

"We.have.apany," a tall, thin man on the second floor said into the intercom as he looked upstairs. (To be continued.) )