"Ah" Xiuzhi heard the voice, raised his head hesitantly, and found that Xu Zixuan was standing in front of him with an anxious face, and he was actually wearing nothing now. Xiuzhi hurriedly covered her most **** place with both hands, then hurriedly turned around, pointed her white and straight ass at Xu Zixuan, and screamed at the top of her throat. Xu Zixuan was in no mood to admire Xiuzhi's white and tender ass at this time, he rushed into the small lattice with an arrow step, covered Xiuzhi's mouth, and whispered in her ear,

"Girl, don't scream, there are terrorists outside"

"What?" Suzy's eyes widened at this time, and his expression was incredulous. How can you buy a small towel and meet terrorists yourself? Isn't it suitable to go out to buy without reading the yellow calendar when you go out today?

"What then?" Suzy quickly pulled up her panties, put down her skirt, and looked at Xu Zixuan anxiously. She had finally returned to civilization, and she didn't want to be taken captive by terrorists again.

Xu Zixuan quickly looked inside the toilet. After a while, he had an idea. There was a sweeper in the toilet, perhaps an explosion was heard, and the cleaner had run away. There is a large space in the middle of the sweeper for miscellaneous items such as garbage and towels. Xu Zixuan pulled Xiuzhi in front of the sweeper, threw out the debris inside, threw it into the trash, and then stuffed Xiuzhi inside. Fortunately, Xiuzhi is not fat, and the sweeper just accommodates it. Then Xu Zixuan pushed the sweeper out of the toilet, turned around, and entered the fire hallway.

Xu Zixuan saw that it was safe here, so he parked the sweeper in an inconspicuous corner and explained to Xiuzhi, "Xiuzhi, except for OPPA, no one told you not to come out, you know?" After getting Xiuzhi's sure answer, Xu Zixuan quietly walked out of the corridor and came to the edge of the supermarket.

The crowd that had rushed to the elevator after the explosion was now slowly retreating. Three terrorists wearing camouflage T-shirts, black face masks, camouflage bags on their backs, and AK47s in their hands slowly walked down the elevator. A black man in a security uniform walked up with a baton and tried to reason with the terrorists, but unfortunately, before he could reach the elevator, he was hit by the powerful fire of AK47, and his body became a sieve. Seeing the terrifying corpse of the security guard, the customers who were already panicked could now only scream and scurry with their heads in their hands.

Seeing this, Xu Zixuan turned around and hid in the women's toilet. In the supermarket outside, the terrorists have begun to control the customers with weapons, leaving two people to guard the customers squatting on the ground, and another terrorist holding an AK47 and starting to check everywhere for any fish that have slipped through the net.

Xu Zixuan shook his head and kept checking if there was a place to hide in the toilet. As time went by, he could even hear the footsteps of terrorists walking towards the toilet. In desperation, he jumped on the toilet, reached out to move the ceiling out of a gap, and then put his hands on it, and his whole body entered the ceiling.

Just as Xu Zixuan carefully closed the ceiling, the masked gangster kicked open the door of the women's toilet. Like Xu Zixuan before, he held a gun to investigate the pits one by one, and even swept the ceiling with his eyes. Just when he felt that there was nothing abnormal in the toilet and was about to go out, the walkie-talkie he hung on his chest rang.

"Fleas, tigers, red wine, report on your situation" A man's voice came over the intercom, speaking in English.

"The third floor is done"

"No problem on the second floor"

The terrorists on the "negative first floor" hesitated for a moment, but finally reported that they were safe and "safe"

“ok！ Drive all the hostages to the first floor, and act fast! After 5 minutes, the police will arrive at the scene; In 15 minutes, Namibian special forces will also arrive. We're going to hurry, go.go"

The terrorists walked out after receiving the task, and Xu Zixuan slowly jumped off the ceiling. What are these terrorists trying to do? Is it against yourself? It doesn't make sense! Since entering Windhoek, except for feeling a little uneasy just now, I haven't found anyone following or abnormal for the rest of the time, and I and Suzy came here to shop on a temporary basis, how could these terrorists come so quickly? But if not for yourself, then for what?

Xu Zixuan leaned against the wall and moved out of the toilet. He slowly poked half of his head out to observe the situation in the supermarket. The hostages of the supermarket are slowly walking up to the first floor under the coercion of terrorists. After everyone went upstairs, a terrorist burst the power distribution on the basement floor with a gun, and the supermarket was plunged into darkness.

The darkness just gave Xu Zixuan room to move. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the supermarket, he quickly found the fresh counter according to his memory. His backpack with weapons had been buried in the ground before entering the city, and he didn't think it would be a wise choice to enter Windhoek with a bag of munitions on his back. And just now, because of the change of clothes, he also threw the close-fitting tiger blade into the sewer of the toilet of the specialty store. In other words, Xu Zixuan is now completely empty and has no weapons, how to deal with these terrorists with AK47?

Walking to the fresh counter in the dark, Xu Zixuan pulled out the greasy pig-killing knife that was still used to chop ribs just now from the board, wiped it twice with a rag at will, and held it in his hand. After getting the pig-killing knife, Xu Zixuan's mind was a little fixed, no matter what, he could be regarded as having a weapon. He closed his eyes and used the information he had just gained from wandering around the supermarket to slowly sketch out the floor plan of the entire supermarket in his mind. Suddenly, he turned his head to look to the left, where there was a freight elevator for employees.

Since it is a dedicated elevator, the door is locked. Xu Zixuan slowly touched the security office where the terrorists had killed, and took out a large set of keys from his pocket. After getting the key, Xu Zixuan first went to the corridor to pull Xiuzhi out of the cleaning car, and lifted her into the ceiling of the women's bathroom. After all, compared to the small and unsafe hiding place of the cleaning car, the ceiling of the women's toilet can be called a paradise of hiding.

After settling in Xiuzhi, Xu Zixuan came to the elevator entrance and opened the elevator door with the key. The elevator was brightly lit, and Xu Zixuan quickly closed the door after entering the elevator in a flash. Where to? Xu Zixuan stared blankly at the button in the elevator. You can't go to the first floor, and according to what the terrorists just said, all the hostages are currently concentrated on the first floor, so there will be many terrorists on the first floor. Xu Zixuan picked up a store leaflet from the ground, and his eyes lit up.

This is a flyer for an outdoor resale store located on the 3rd floor of the mall. According to common sense, the store of outdoor mountaineering supplies should sell mountaineering knives and sabers, and if you are lucky, there are even more high-end tools such as crossbows. As soon as he said go, Xu Zixuan pressed the button on the 3rd floor, and the elevator rumbled him to the 3rd floor. Fortunately, the location of the freight elevator is very remote, otherwise it is impossible for terrorists to hear such a big movement.

The third floor is also dark, and it is estimated that the terrorists have also destroyed the power supply on the third floor. Xu Zixuan bent on his waist, looking for them one by one, and finally found this outdoor goods store called Desert Fox at the corner of the corridor. The name of the store sounded quite scary, but after a careful search, Xu Zixuan looked disappointed. This so-called outdoor sports store mainly sells clothing and equipment, and sells knives, crossbows and other things at all. Xu Zixuan finally found something that could be called a knife at the counter, and took it in his hand to try the feel.

This is a jungle knife called rambo, and anyone who has seen the first drop of blood should have an impression. The Rambo Jungle Knife may look ferocious on the outside, but it is very different from its appearance. The main reason is that its hollow handle determines that the blade is not strong enough, and the survival knives equipped by the special forces of each [***] team are generally solid full keel handles, and the most important thing is the half-keel solid handle (such as the American M9 bayonet), and the hollow half-keel knife like RAMBO cannot enter the army's eyes at all. Moreover, the size of this knife is too large to be called a knife, like a short sword, it is very cumbersome and inconvenient to use, and the hollow handle may break with a single slash. What makes Xu Zixuan even more speechless is that the knife in his hand is not a genuine prop of United Knife Company, and it is 9 points similar to the A goods sold on domestic TB. (To be continued.) )