The Torch Building is not the tallest building in Los Angeles, but there is no doubt that it is the tallest building in the city of Los Angeles.

In particular, if you are not standing on the ground and looking up at it, but when you are on another building, you can fully feel the architectural characteristics of this building.

At this moment, Hansen and I stood on another high-rise building about 500 meters away from the Torch Building, and we were on the 70th floor quietly looking at the Torch Building in the distance.

The tower, about 500 meters from the Torch Tower, is shaped like a twin tower similar to the World Trade Center in Manhattan, New York. Between the two 79-storey towers, there is also a horizontal stairway connecting them.

According to Hansen, this is the closest high-rise building to the Torch Building, and of all the surrounding high-rise buildings, only this building has a helipad at the top. It also has the best view of the Torch Building. At this moment, the building, from the sixty-fifth floor and above, is almost all crowded with media reporters from various TV stations around the world, and I don't know how many cameras are on these floors aimed at the Torch Building opposite.

Of course, such good terrain. Naturally, it is impossible not to let go of the jǐng side. The two twin buildings of this building, one of which has several floors completely requisitioned by the Jǐng side, I don't know how many snipers are already in the best position to standby.

On the helipad on the roof, there are helicopters from several media and television stations, as well as helicopters from the Jǐng side. Anyway, there are two buildings, which are also temporarily divided into one for the jǐng side and one for the media.

At this point, the United States is still very open, and this kind of thing is left to the media to interview and report.

Hansen and I each had a huge duffel bag with a lot of firearms in it. It's about the right time. Then Hansen took out two walkie-talkies, he took them in his hand and adjusted them, and then took out a miniature asterisk collector-like thing from his bag and adjusted it on the ground.

Then his eyes lit up and he said, "Hey, look what we heard......"

He gently adjusted the sound in his headphones. At the same time fiddling with that miniature signal collector. One side introduced: "This is a bugging device, within a radius of 100 meters, anyone who uses a walkie-talkie, I can cut into their signal channel...... It can also effectively shield and disturb them. This is a non-civilian product. He said as he frowned and listened carefully, and at the same time said, "Okay...... That's it...... Hmmm......"

I know. He must have heard something. Really. Hansen put down his headphones, looked at me, and said, "What's new, our plans may have changed." You see, just now the people on the jǐng side agreed to the conditions of the terrorists inside. It expressed its willingness to agree to send media camera reporters into the building to conduct on-the-spot interviews with the terrorists...... Twenty minutes later, a television station sends a camera reporter to take a helicopter from the top floor of the building to the Torch Building. The plane will be parked on the top floor of the Torch Building......"

I narrowed my eyes: "You mean ......"

Hansen said lightly: "I mean, we may be able to act in two ways. I'm still here. From here, you can jump directly into the 60th floor of the Torch Building. And you, try to get to the top of the building, no matter what measures you take, whether you sneak in, or if you use violent means, in short, you can take that helicopter and land on the top roof of the Torch Building. ”

I nodded immediately, and the two of us checked our watches, and then agreed on a time to do it.

I picked up the large canvas bag at my feet, walked out of the room, and made my way up the fire escape.

The top floor of this building has been requisitioned by the media, and the media staff will not allow me to take the elevator to the top floor. I climbed up the fire staircase to the ground floor below the top floor, and then flashed into the building through the fire escape door.

This floor is also full of people from the media! Originally, it was probably an idle office floor, but at the moment, all the rooms are full of reporters from various media outlets. It has been set up as one reporting room after another. Blacks, whites, yellows, all of them.

Countless people with badges from the world's most famous media outlets on their chests walked back and forth on this floor. But no one paid attention to me.

I looked at it, and the only problem was: probably the result of a compromise. The helipad on the roof of the building is monopolized by the three largest media outlets. Only members of the media from these three companies have access to the rooftop of the building. The three outlets are N, NOC, and a local Los Angeles TV station. And which passage has the staff handles of these three media outlets, and those who do not have a work badge are absolutely not allowed to enter.

I walked back and forth on this floor, and the people here were very busy, and many of the staff members were running back and forth with all kinds of equipment, and the room on the side facing the Torch Building was filled with countless cannon-like cameras and cameras, all of which were aimed at the Torch Building. And in countless rooms that have been turned into live broadcast rooms, there are also a lot of media reporting instruments.

I even saw a lot of famous ace reporters from the media on the scene.

Finally, my patience paid off. I heard a man shouting, "Jack, go get me that coil of thread!" I'm going to get on the plane in a moment! Damn, you stupid fellow, if you get distracted any more, I'll let the head fire you directly! Now, you go get that cable back for me! Then send it to the rooftop!! ”

I followed the prestige and saw a middle-aged man in a shirt who looked like a supervisor reprimanding a fat man. I was pleasantly surprised that both of them were wearing badges with the sign that it was the local TV station! It is also one of the three media outlets that have the right to use the rooftop helicopter!

I immediately followed silently, following the fat man. The fat man was probably very unhappy with the reprimand, muttering curses all the way, and then when he entered a room that was supposed to be a temporary storeroom, I glanced left and right, and immediately flashed in.

There was no one in the room, and the fat man was facing me, looking for something in a large pile of cables, and then he picked up a coil of cables and just turned around and glared at me: "Hey! Who are you! This is the place that belongs to the Los Angeles TV station...... You ......"

There was no more to follow, and before he could finish speaking, I slapped him in the neck and knocked him unconscious. Then I started stripping him of his overalls.

This guy is fat, and his overalls are a bit big on me, but it's okay. I also took off his badge and hung it on my chest, and then I deliberately found a baseball cap to put on my head, and lowered the brim a little. This way, when I lower my head slightly, others will not be able to see my face clearly.

I was holding the cable that the fat man had found in one hand, and my own canvas bag in the other. He walked out of the storeroom quickly, and strode towards the passage to the rooftop.

The access is guarded by a consortium of three media outlets who have access to the helipad on the roof. I passed through the gate unhindered and went out.

After all, it's just the security of media outlets, and it won't be too tight. And now there are so many media people in the building, they can't know every single one.

The roof of the building is windy, and the apron is large enough to accommodate two large helicopters at the same time. At this moment, I saw only one helicopter parked on the tarmac, which was a helicopter with the emblem of the local Los Angeles TV station.

I immediately understood why a small local TV station could share the rooftop helipad with two media giants...... Because it doesn't matter if it's n or NBC, it's not local after all. And the local TV station is the head snake! And even the helicopter is theirs, no wonder they can share the use of the rooftop on an equal footing with the two giants.

The people on the roof of the building were all from the three media outlets. I had just walked a few steps with a circle of cables and a canvas bag when a man with a badge came over and looked at me, and when he saw the cable I was carrying, he exclaimed, "Oh my God, your cable has finally arrived!" Hurry up, you, say you, you hurry up and get things to the plane!! Hell, I don't know what you guys do at this TV station! ”

I quickly pretended to obey his orders and trotted all the way to the side of the helicopter, which was empty, and the cabin was divided into three rows, the first row was naturally the position of the pilot and the co-pilot. The seats in the second row are two rows of seats facing each other. The space is maximum, too, facing the door of the cabin. The third row was at the end, the space was a little narrower, and there were some cables and tools piled up in it, and after I got into the cabin, I immediately gently pulled the seats in the third row, and pulled the seats up, and the seats were empty, although they were very small, but they were almost just enough to accommodate a person to hide underneath.

I was about to get inside, when I heard a voice behind me: "Hey, you! ”

I looked back, and I saw a person with an N badge coming over, this man glanced at the badge on my chest, and immediately showed a trace of disdain, he threw a bag in his hand to me, and said, "Put these things away, hell, you guys are moving so slowly, hurry!" Phil is about to put on his makeup! ”

After the man finished speaking, he took care of himself and left. I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly slipped under the seats in the third row. There was still a smell of oil in the back of the cabin.

I lay down on my back, with a pile of tools and cables around me to cover me.

Then, after about five minutes, I saw a number of people sneaking into the cabin from under the last seat. First it was the pilot and the co-pilot, and then there were a few media personnel, one of whom happened to be sitting in the seat in front of me, and from this position on the ground where I was lying, I happened to see a pair of slender and straight, very slender women's calves in the front row, wearing a pair of high heels, and her legs were standing elegantly side by side, and then I heard the media people in the cabin talking about something, and these people were probably a little nervous. After all, it was the scene to interview some vicious terrorists.

Then I heard a beautiful woman's voice: "Hey guys, don't worry so much...... Just think of it as a normal interview. Those terrorists are human beings, and even if they are bad, they are not necessarily more terrible than the hostage-taking incident in the Russian theater. ”

Immediately, these people were silent for a while, and soon someone laughed and said: "Yes, Phil is right, last time at the Russian Theater, we could all go in and have a live interview with those terrorists, this time there should be no problem." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone teased, "Aha, Luke, you say something nice." Last time, you almost peed your pants in fright, and you couldn't even carry the camera. ”

The helicopter flew in mid-air, and under the huge roar of the propellers, the men talked loudly, and soon I felt their voices suddenly fall silent. With a shock to the fuselage...... I know it in my heart. The plane landed!

I'm back on the rooftop of the Torch Building!

The propellers gradually stopped, and when the roar stopped, the people in the cabin stopped talking. Then I saw people standing in the doorways on both sides, and one of them shouted, "Come down!" All of them! ”

I heard the bolt pulling. And the voice that spoke. It's also a little familiar, and after thinking about it, it seems to be Jack, the leader of the three white people.

Unlike Lamouche, Lamouche is a terrorist. And this Jack is the real "bandit".

"Hey. Don't be nervous, we're all journalists, and we don't have weapons in our hands. Please take it easy. We'll work with you. "It's still the voice of the woman named Phildy, and her voice is very confident. With a smell of unhurriedness...... In this regard, it is very close to Yang Wei's temperament.

When I thought of Yang Wei, my heart suddenly warmed, and I couldn't help but touch something I put in the intimate place of my jacket pocket...... It was a tube of asthma respirator, Yang Weidi, which was given to me by Hansen. Both of us have Yang Wei's medicine on us, no matter who finds Yang Wei first, we can save her immediately!

The people in the front row began to get off the plane.

This is the time when I am most dangerous! Because the third row where I was hiding was where they interviewed each other. I saw a pair of hands reach out from the front row and move out the coil of cable, the camera, and all sorts of things that were hiding in front of me......

Luckily, I'm still hiding under my seat at the moment, otherwise I'd have been exposed!

In the midst of my nervousness, suddenly, I heard that Phil oops, and thud, a microphone fell in front of me! Then, a pair of very slender hands reached over, and then a woman was seen bending down to pick up the microphone......

Then I saw a woman's face, white, blonde, about thirty years old, very beautiful......

In that moment, she saw me, and I looked at her! We both glared at each other......

It was a strange moment, just when I was already sighing in despair...... I was almost ready to rush out on the spot and fight it directly, maybe there was a glimmer of hope......

However, then, to my complete surprise, the woman only flashed a trace of extreme surprise in her eyes, and then her face immediately returned to normal!

Not the kind of screams I expected, exclaimed. She even stood up calmly, and then I heard her steady voice say, "Alright, let's go in and work." ”

What even made me very grateful was that she actually pretended to be the same on purpose and helped me close the cabin door casually!

Bang!

As the doors closed, there was silence again.

The pilots of the helicopters in front were no longer in the cabin. Instead, he had already gotten off the plane and was ordered to guard a corner of the rooftop by Jack's men who were guarding the rooftop.

I breathed a sigh of relief, my forehead was already covered with sweat, and my back was also wet with sweat.

I moved my body out from under my seat little by little, but I didn't dare to straighten up, and I still lay on the floor of the cabin. Then I pulled my rucksack out of it again.

I crept my head out a little, revealing only a pair of eyes on top of the glass window in the cabin, looking out.

There were only three people on the rooftop, the Jack and her two men.

The reporter named Phil and the others had already walked to the entrance and exit of the rooftop, and there were people from Lamouche who led them in with guns. Then the iron door of the entrance and exit passage of the roof was closed.

To my left, two pilots were ordered to sit on the ground on the side near a huge building vent in the middle, and two white bandits stood three or four meters away from them with guns in their hands, looking around.

And that Jack, leaning a little bored against the iron door of the entrance and exit, he was holding a gun in one hand and a cigarette in the other, and from his expression, he seemed to be very yīnyu.

I started to feel a little embarrassed.

Because the position in which these three people are standing is not good for me! That Jack was standing on the left side of the helicopter, and two of his men were on the right side of the helicopter.

The three men were spread on either side of me, no matter which side I started from. It is inevitable that you will encounter a state of attack from both sides......

And my plan is not to make too much of a fuss so quickly!

I took a deep breath, my mind racing, and then finally gritted my teeth, and I unzipped the canvas bag I carried with me and pulled a grenade out of it. Then gently. I opened the door of the cabin as carefully as possible...... On the side of the two bandits and the two pilots.

I stared at them intently, and when the eyes of the two bandits were rolling around, and they didn't look at me, I quickly threw a grenade in my hand against the ground......

Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone ......

The grenade rolled rapidly on the ground, and the two bandits were cautiously looking around. Suddenly, I heard the sound of the ground...... And then under their horrified gaze. I saw a grenade rolling in front of them......

"Grenade !!" With an exclamation, the two bandits ran away in both directions almost at the same time, and at the same time pounced the ground!

At the same time, Jack, who was leaning against the entrance of the passage, reacted quickly! He threw away the cigarette in his hand and rushed over with his gun! I was already on the ground when the two bandits pounced on me. He quickly opened the cabin door and jumped off the plane, and then walked around the side of the nose quickly......

The two bandits lying on the ground behind me immediately saw me! One of them shouted, "There's someone on the plane!" ”

I had rushed to Jack's side and lunged at him. Crushed him to the ground in one fell swoop! The two of us rolled on the ground and scuffled a few times...... It is worthy of being an extremely vicious guy who is wanted by more than a dozen states in the United States, and this guy is immediately very big. The skills are also very neat.

Best of all, I punched him hard in the armpit, and Jack snorted in pain, and the muzzle of my gun was already on his head.

"Don't move! Jack, otherwise, I'll blow your head off! I said coldly.

Jack immediately gave up the struggle, and he wisely chose to give up.

"Stand up slowly, move slowly!" I put my gun on his head, and then we both stood up together, and I immediately pushed Jack in front of me.

The two of Jack's men had already reacted, and their first reaction was not to rush over, but to rush to the side of the two helicopter pilots, and at the same time put their guns against the heads of the two helicopter pilots.

Jack breathed a sigh of relief, and he sneered twice: "Hey, boy, who are you?" Is it jǐng cha? Or an agent? Now I have two hostages in my hands! You'd better let me go first! Otherwise...... You won't watch a hostage being killed in front of your eyes! ”

I laughed even colder and said without hesitation, "What are you talking about!" Let your men shoot their guns! I don't care if anyone else lives or dies. Jack, you're wrong, I'm not a jǐng cha or an agent! Boy, if you have the guts, shoot, let's shoot together, dare you? ”

"......" Jack was startled by me, he didn't speak.

I was even more aggressive, and then exclaimed, "Come on! Aren't you fierce? Come on, boy! I'll count three and we'll shoot together!! I can blow your head off with one shot!! Come on! One!! Two!! ......" At the same time, I thrust his temple.

"Stop! Wait, wait! "Jack finally relented!