As soon as Compton reported the tuba, gunshots rang out in Area H, and even though Dewey had helped him choose his position, he took two steps back in fright.

"Don't move, if you move again, there will be no cover." Dewey held Compton down.

"Thank you." Compton hurriedly thanked him.

The gunfire on the other side stopped, and the terrorists shouted: "Let Pacaro come over, I don't want to talk nonsense with a little character like you!" ”

Pacaro is Sularsen's police chief, and it seems that the terrorists want to talk to him directly.

Compton was embarrassed, not knowing whether to retreat or stay, and Dewey said softly: "Tell them that even if you want to talk to Minister Pacarro, you must first state your own request so that you can convey it." ”

"Oh, yes, that's a good statement." Compton nodded again and again, and shouted as Dewey meant.

"I'll say it again, get back to me right away! Otherwise, I'll take hostage! ”

After the terrorist shouted, he deliberately fired a few more shots, and the sound should be in the H rest area, and there was a scream from inside.

"Well, let's go." Compton said helplessly.

"I'll tell you," Dewey reached for the megaphone, "Minister Pacaro is here, it will take at least an hour, if you want your demands to be fulfilled as soon as possible, you should tell us your request, and we will convey it to Minister Pacaro as soon as possible, which can save more time and solve the problem faster, which is good for both of us." ”

The terrorist did not make any more threats, but was silent for a while before replying: "Tell Pacaro that if he doesn't want the 793 hostages here to die, release Derek immediately. Little! ”

It dawned on Dewey that it was Derek. Little's men, it's no wonder.

Derek. Little, who is not from Sullarsen, but the head of an opposition in a South American country who fled to Sullarsen after being defeated by government forces, was arrested by Sullarsen, and whose extradition is being negotiated to face trial.

Derek. Although Little's army was defeated, it was still called the elite of a hundred battles, no wonder the reaction just now would be so fast, if it wasn't for Dewey, he would have become a ghost under the gun at this moment.

"We will convey your request to Minister Pacaro, and I ask you not to harm the hostages. In addition, we have a request, and in order to show your sincerity, we want you to release the injured hostages so that they can be treated as soon as possible. Dewey replied.

"Impossible! Derek. We won't release a single hostage until Little is released! The terrorists replied.

"The hostages are innocent! You want to rescue Derek. But you must also know that if a hostage dies, there will be a lot of trouble, and it will even make Minister Pacaro seriously consider whether or not to accede to your request. Dewey said.

Compton was taken aback, big brother, you can't say that, Derek. Little's army is all about killing people without blinking, and if you threaten them like this, they will definitely kill a few people to show us.

However, to his surprise, the terrorists, after a little hesitation, agreed to Dewey's request, but did not allow them to accept the hostages, and only let the hostages come out on their own.

This ending was good enough, and Compton couldn't help but exclaim, "Cake seller, how did you do it?" ”

"Quite simply, their purpose is to rescue Derek. Little, as long as you have hostages in your hands, you can be blackmailed, and it is useless for those wounded to remain in your hands, it is better to release them to show sincerity. Dewey explained.

"I see, I see." Comp nodded in amazement, and secretly learned another trick.

The wounded hostages walked out with each other's hands, and the number was not large, only seventeen or eighteen.

At the request of the terrorists, neither Dewey nor Compton met them, and did not let the police take them down for treatment until they walked out of the waiting area.

"Let's go back too." Compton said.

Dewey took a deep look at the utility room where Chu Chu was hiding, and left the waiting area after the hostages.

Before the army arrived, the wounded hostages were rescued, which was a great achievement, and Compton hurriedly reported to his superiors and reported the terrorists' request along with it.

Dewey asked the police to find the architectural drawings of the airport and study them carefully.

Soon, he had a plan in mind, and he spoke to Compton to meet the injured hostages.

Naturally, Dewey did not go to condole, but to understand the actual situation in the waiting area.

The hostages were slightly or seriously injured, and Dewey took a hostage with minor injuries and asked, "Sir, can you tell me about the terrorists inside?" ”

"Yes, what do you want to know?"

"How many terrorists are there?"

"Fifteen or sixteen, I don't dare to count the specifics."

There were five or six more people than Dewey had seen before, and they should have been the ones who had gotten in first to grasp the situation, worthy of being from the military, and these terrorists were very well planned.

"Where's their weapon?"

"Then I saw the guns, and then I saw them glue explosives to the walls, and the break room was all over."

Bombs are indeed the favorite of terrorists, and even opposition forces like to use them, which also adds to the difficulty of rescue, and if they are attacked, the terrorists are likely to choose to burn the jade and die with the hostages.

Dewey asked about something else, and the hostage told him everything he knew, but much more than he knew.

"Mr. Du, do you have a way?" Compton asked.

Dewey shook his head and said, "I'm alone, and it's impossible to rescue all the hostages." ”

"Then we will have to wait for Minister Pacarro, but I feel like Derek is released. The chances of Little are slim. Compton said.

Dewey agreed that no country would easily compromise with terrorists, otherwise there would be a second time. Terrorists will not thank them for their mercy, they will only treat them like soft persimmons.

"Are your relatives also in the hostages?" Compton asked.

"No, she's not in there, she's in a safer place. Sheriff Compton, I want to get her out. Dewey said.

"You'd better not go, or you will alarm the terrorists, and the hostages inside will be in danger." Compton hurriedly dissuaded.

"Don't worry, they won't find me, I have a way, even the monitoring system can dodge." Dewey said confidently.

"This ......"

Compton hesitated.

Just now, Dewey gave him another great merit, and it was reasonable that he should let Dewey save people, but Compton was worried that Dewey would alarm the terrorists, so it would not be a merit but a great mistake.

After thinking about it, Compton decided to ask first, "Mr. Du, can you tell me how you went to save people?" ”

"I'll go through the air conditioning duct." Dewey was blunt.

He didn't take the ventilation tunnel before because he didn't know the layout of the structure, but after reading the building structure drawing, he was completely sure.

"Is it possible to save the hostages in this way?" Compton hurriedly asked, if it was feasible, it would be another great achievement.

"I can't do it alone." Dewey shook his head.

"Didn't I say Mr. Du, you go, wait until the reinforcements come, can this method work?" Compton asked.

"As far as I know, Sullarsen doesn't have a dedicated anti-terrorist unit, and it's very difficult to rescue hostages in this way, and as you heard just now, terrorists planted bombs in the rest area, and when they didn't know where the detonators were, they attacked rashly, which is tantamount to murdering all the hostages." Dewey said.

"Not only the anti-terrorist force, we don't even have a real special forces, if we use normal methods to rescue, I don't know how many hostages will die." Compton sighed.

"If it really doesn't work, you can suggest to your superiors and find our company to help you rescue the hostages." Dewey took advantage of the situation to advertise the Qianlong Company.

"I'll propose it to my superiors." Compton said earnestly.

"Then I'll go and save people first, and if I can, I'll help you reconnoiter the situation in Area H by the way." Dewey said.

"That's great, thank you." Compton hurriedly thanked him, becoming more and more convinced that his choice to cooperate with Dewey was the wisest choice of his life.

Dewey looked through the building drawings again, memorized all the directions in his head, and then found a utility room.

Surveillance is generally not installed in unimportant places such as utility rooms, so you can also know whether Chuchu is safe over there.

There was indeed no camera inside, and there was a ladder inside, so Dewey turned on the air conditioner exhaust vent and climbed into it along the ladder.

He made a good turn along the ventilation duct, crawled all the way to the utility room where Chu Chu was hiding, and looked down through the exhaust vent.

In addition to the cleaning tools, there is also a row of iron cabinets against the wall in the utility room, and Chu Chu is not seen anywhere else, so he should be hiding in the cabinet.

Qianlong also has to receive military training, but the intensity is much lighter, in addition to shooting, it is some common sense to avoid danger, it seems that Chu Chu has learned well.

Dewey sent a text message to Chu Chu: "I'm in the utility room, are you in the cabinet?" ”

When the text message was sent, Dewey didn't hear the vibration of his mobile phone, and he couldn't help but mention it - it couldn't be that Chu Chu was discovered by terrorists, right?

Just when he was worried, he saw a cabinet door open gently, Chu Chu cautiously poked his head out, and saw that there was no one outside and immediately closed the cabinet again.

Dewey breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Chu Chu was not only muted, but even the vibration was turned off.

Then, Chu Chu's message came back: "Where are you, I didn't see you." ”

"Right above you, in the air conditioning ventilation duct, I just saw you come out."

"You're really here, then I'll go out now."

"Don't come out yet, I'll go check the situation."

Dewey hurriedly calmed Chu Chu, in case she came out now, just in time for the terrorists to come, then something would happen.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Chu Chu replied.

Dewey crawled along the ventilation duct towards Section H, carefully peering down at each exhaust vent he passed.

There were no terrorists in the hallway, and it wasn't until I climbed into the H Block lounge that I saw a terrorist sitting in the doorway, holding an AK47.

Dewey had kept his voice so low that it was almost inaudible, but the terrorist seemed to feel something, and jerked his head up.

Dewey hurriedly held his breath, threw his head up, and did not move, but the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the terrorist through the exhaust vent, and he would shoot immediately if he made the slightest movement.