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Outside the Taj Mahal Hotel, the Mumbai police who received the call to the police had already hurried over, and after learning about the situation, the garrison of Mumbai also rushed over, led by Major General Hamriha, who was pacing back and forth around the hotel with a frown.

"How's it going inside the hotel?"

"The information we got is that the peace front organization active in Afghanistan and Pakistan has hijacked the entire hotel, the specific motive is unknown, the internal control of the hotel has been damaged, we have no internal news, just sent a message from the British MI6, they have several civilian personnel on vacation, staying in this hotel, but now we can't be contacted, do you want us to exchange intelligence with the UK, we should be helpful!"

Major General Hamriha clenched his fists, this incident is related to his future promotion, if it is not handled well, there is probably no hope of moving forward: "Damn the British, their agents are operating in our place, we don't even know any news, the intelligence services are all dry?" Damn it! ”

After a burst of anger at his subordinates, Major General Hamriha was powerless to let go of his clenched fists: "Contact the British, see if there is any information we need, and let them explain the reason for their activities here, otherwise I will not be able to explain to the Ministry of Defense!" ”

"No problem! I'll get in touch! ”

The hotel's internal lobby

The hall, which had been empty just now, is now densely covered with all kinds of lines.

The door of the hotel was wrapped with more than a dozen red and blue leads, connected to more than a dozen mortar shells, Fatuma held the remote control left and right, and slowly paced back and forth in the hotel with a pistol in his right hand, pointing a gun at the hostages from time to time, causing a panic!

"Did both the British and the Americans find out?"

The militants checked their passports and nodded, and a dozen British Americans crouched to the side with their heads crossed, looking at Fatoumah with some wincing.

"Behold, these are the British, the Americans, who are as cowardly as rats in the face of death, these self-proclaimed noble whites have been burned and plundered in our land, and now the punishment has come!"

After Fatoumah finished speaking, he took an AK47 with a smile on his face, and swept the muzzle of the gun over every British American one by one.

Every white man who was pointed at the muzzle of a gun held his head and bowed his head like an ostrich.

"Goodbye, you goddamn white pigs!"

Fatuma greeted them in the only English he could speak and pulled the trigger hard.

AK47 gunfire rang out throughout the hall, and everyone in the room screamed and retreated, and some of the Italians and French who were not chosen kept praying and thanking God.

After a magazine was fired, more than a dozen Britons and Americans lay in pools of blood, some of them lay wailing among the corpses.

"Kill them all!"

Famaitu threw the weapon in his hand to the terrorist beside him, turned around and walked to the aerial bomb, his eyes were full of fascination, and he gently stroked the aerial bomb like a beautiful woman.

Carefully holding the aerial bomb in his arms, Fatuma took out the sensor device from his bag, carefully installed it, and took out the detonator and hit the warhead.

Aerial bombs are very backward, and the detonation method requires the warhead to hit the ground and the detonator is pressed before detonating.

After installing the detonator, Famaitu let go slightly, and the bomb was about to fall from his arms, and the surviving hostages immediately exclaimed.

"Hahahaha, you cowards!" While laughing at the cowardice of the hostages, Famaitu took out two slender fishing lines and gently buckled them to the tail of the bomb to tie a dead knot, and slowly stood up from the ground.

"You two come over here and help him hang up!"

The two militants tied the fishing line to a heavy object, threw it over the beam above the hall, and then slowly and forcefully hoisted the bomb from Fatoumah's arms, all the hostages staring at the bomb and praying that the line would not break.

Under everyone's attention, the aerial bomb was slowly hoisted into the air, and the two armed men tied the fishing line tightly to the gate, slowly letting go of their hands.

"Suck!"

The aerial bomb suddenly dropped back a little, and the sound of neat inhalation was immediately heard around it, and some cold sweat broke out on the heads of the militants.

"Head, found it!"

The terrorists in charge of checking in the hotel finally found their target from a thick pile of documents, Mohammed.

"Daman, Hadlis! Is it a woman? Famaitu looked at the name on the document, his mouth was a little big and a little surprised, he had always thought that Muhammad would be a man, but the mouse finally found it, after a short period of surprise, the corners of his mouth raised a smile, and then just catch her, women are always easier to catch than men.

If Lin Qing saw this information, he might be even more surprised, the photo printed out in the upper right corner of the information is the mixed-race beauty that Lin Qing was just about to pick up in the bar.

Outside the Taj Mahal Hotel, Major General Hamliha and the British MI6 personnel have finally been contacted and an emergency video call is underway.

"Hello, ma'am, I'm Major General Hamhari, and now can you tell me why your secret service is in Mumbai? I need an explanation! ”

"Hello General, I'm Lieutenant Colonel Ida, an intelligence analyst at the Royal Intelligence Service, our agents are just on vacation in Mumbai, we don't do any espionage, but I have a copy of the information you should be interested in!"

In the computer screen, a middle-aged woman looks at Hamriha with a smile on her face, and he ignores the Indian major general's questioning.

"Well, I hope your intelligence can shut up the guys at the Ministry of Defense, otherwise this is a serious diplomatic incident!"

"No problem, I think you must be very interested, we received information that Ramos, the third leader of the peace front, has appeared in Mumbai, and the person who kidnapped the Taj Mahal Hotel is supposed to be his subordinate!"

Hamriha frowned and thought carefully, he was not very familiar with this Ramos, after all, he was not a systematic person: "Please continue!" ”

"Ramos, an internationally wanted terrorist, has been active in Iraq, Afghanistan and other regions, once planned and caused the London subway bombing, has been the target of our full arrest, our intelligence officers have sent a message before, this group of terrorists who claim to be on the front of the peace is looking for a man named Mohammed, and it is certain that Mohammed should be in the hotel!"

"Who is Muhammad?"

"We don't know, this may just be a code name, we need you to send us a copy of the information of the recent occupants of the Taj Mahal Hotel, so that we can find Mohammed from the middle!"

Major General Hamriha thought for a moment: "There is no problem with this, I have this authority, I hope you will tell me as soon as you confirm the target!" And are your intelligence agents able to reach them now? We need to know what's going on inside the hotel! ”

"I can't get in touch, but the last time the information came out, a bomb was planted on the door of the hotel, so it is recommended not to storm from the gate!"

"Okay, thank you very much, I hope you can send Muhammad's information as soon as possible!" After Hamriha finished speaking, he closed the call directly, he selectively ignored why the agents on vacation could still contact the headquarters about these problems, and began to redeploy the police force, the gate was tied with bombs, and it was definitely impossible to storm it, and the battle plan just now could only be overturned!

"Damn it!" Slammed his fist on the car, and the anger in his chest could not be vented, and at this time, Hamriha just wanted to be able to fight with the terrorists in a dignified manner!

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