The militants checked his lower body and made sure it was safe before letting him go: "Help them translate my words to them, and let them be honest!" ”

The thin Indian man slowly translated the words of the militants, and as he spoke, tears slowly slid down his face.

The militant leader nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the quiet crowd, and two militants walked to the front of the crowd, holding a backpack and collecting passports and mobile phones.

"Muhammad, you'd better come out quickly, if you don't come out, I'll kill someone every ten seconds!" After saying that, the leader of the armed elements pointed to a man in the crowd, Bai, and immediately someone walked to the front to help him pull him out.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Fatoumah, I am a soldier of the peace front, a fighter of freedom, as long as you obediently do what I say, I will not harm any of you! Translation! ”

Fatuma held up the AK47 in his hand, looked at the panicked crowd in front of him, and tempted them with a soft voice, and the interpreter next to him kept translating Fatumah's words into English.

"The timers begin, now tell me who Muhammad is, as long as Muhammad comes out obediently, I will not kill anyone here, if he does not come out, then I have to force him to come out."

Slowly walking up to the white man who was caught, Fatumah asked softly, "May I ask which country are you from?" ”

The white man looked at the translator next to him, with a confused expression: "He asked you which country you are from!" ”

"I'm British, I'm British!" The white man fell to his knees and burst out, clearly proud of the fact that he was British.

"It's good that you're British, I'm afraid I'll kill the wrong person! This sentence does not need to be translated, and we start the countdown! 10！ ”

Fatumah slowly walked to the front of the crowd and shouted, "9! ”

Everyone in the crowd looked at each other, trying to help the Mr. Mohammed find out, 007 hid behind the crowd, thinking that the man in the suit and glasses slowly came over: "Are you a policeman?" I just saw that you started helping people too! ”

007 ignored it, and slowly put the headset down to his mouth: "There are eight armed elements in the hall, all armed with AK47s, two people are planting simple explosive devices at the gate, and twelve people have gone upstairs to search for hostages!" ”

“5！”

“4！”

“3！”

“2！”

“1！”

"Poof!"

When the countdown was over, Muhammad did not appear, and without hesitation, Fatoumah pulled the trigger, and the bullet passed directly through the white man's brain, and blood splattered all over the ground.

"Let's continue, if you don't come out, we'll continue to kill, and it doesn't matter if we kill them all!" Famaitu looked at the panicked crowd in front of him, constantly exerting pressure, and an armed man next to him was constantly swiping everyone's passports and ID cards with a card swiping device.

On the fifth floor of the hotel, Matthews had already discovered the moment the militants entered the door, but then the militants rushed into the surveillance room and directly destroyed the surveillance equipment in the office.

Angry, he slapped directly on the table and looked at his colleagues around him: "Prepare for battle, this hotel has been kidnapped by militants!" ”

A few agents, look at me, look at you, each looking for weapons, they didn't carry weapons when they entered the hotel, and now all they can use to fight are some laptops, scarves, etc.

ON THE FIFTH FLOOR, THE MILITANTS HAD ALREADY SEARCHED A NUMBER OF ROOMS, AND BEGAN TO SLOWLY PRESS INTO THE ROOMS OF LIN QING, SIS AND OTHERS, AND THERE WERE SEVERAL CORPSES LYING IN THE CORRIDOR, ALL OF WHICH WERE PEOPLE WHO WERE ABOUT TO ESCAPE WHEN THEY WERE ARRESTED, AND THE MILITANTS DID NOT HAVE THE SLIGHTEST MERCY AND DIRECTLY PULLED THE TRIGGER.

Inside Lin Qing's house, although there was no surveillance footage, the gunshots from the hotel still reached Lin Qing's room, and several people in the room looked at each other, but they didn't expect Lin Qing to just tell them that there was trouble, and trouble came.

"Get ready to fight!"

Lin Qing put on a nano body armor, took out three more and handed them to them: "This is body armor, but it can only resist the attack of a few bullets, the latest technology, pay attention to safety." ”

"We love you to death, head!"

They are all experienced veterans who know how useful a body armor is in an environment like a hotel, and although the three of them want to complain about the style of this body armor, they still don't hesitate to put it on.

In the lobby of the hotel, another group of guests were sent to the lobby by the militants, and Fatuma used to click randomly in the crowd, finally clicking on 007, and then motioning for an armed man to bring him over.

007 saw the militants who were approaching, the whole person's nerves began to tense, he needed to fight to the death, otherwise he would definitely die when he was taken out, these militants were some murderers without blinking, since entering the hotel to now have killed more than a dozen people.

The militant walked up to 007, his weapon behind him, and reached out to help him pull him up.

007 quickly got up and stretched out his hand, pulled the militant into his arms, and touched the AK47 behind him with the other hand, and pointed the gun at the militant leader in front of him: "Don't move, or I'll shoot!" ”

Fatuma didn't react a little, 007's movements were very fast, the whole process was like a cloud of peers, and in less than two seconds, he went from a hostage to a hostage to a hostage.

"OK, no problem, there is something to discuss, I think you are definitely not the Muhammad I am looking for!" Fatuma raised his hands and looked at the white man in front of him with a smile on his face, his smile with a hint of playfulness.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, 007's head was directly punched out of a big hole, and the man in the bespectacled suit who had just squatted not far from him with his head in his hand slowly stood up with a pistol in his hand, and the British MI6 ace agent was killed like this, and he still did not break the five-year curse.

"Bang, bang!"

The man in the suit with eyes shot each of the two people not far from him in the head, and then slowly walked out of the crowd: "Fatumai, what are you doing, that is a policeman, and the two who are ventilating to the police have not searched their mobile phones!" ”

Famaitu looked at the man in the suit in front of him and immediately laughed: "Mr. Laht, I didn't expect you to be here, did you find Muhammad?" ”

Laht nodded: "I don't know yet, you ask people to help the bomb be installed, otherwise when the Indian police come over and attack, everything will be over!" ”

"No problem! You guys set it up, let's move on! ”

One of the militants next to him turned around and walked over to a duffel bag to pick it up, carefully holding an aerial bomb.

"Help him get it out!"

A middle-aged man was taken out of the crowd by the militants, and two women next to him cried out to prevent the militants from taking him away.

"I count to ten, and if Muhammad does not come out, there will continue to be innocent people who will die for you!"

With that, Fatoumah put the pistol on the middle-aged man's head and began to count.

"Inna, I ）”

"You're Mousselin?"

The middle-aged man nodded, still muttering prayer words in his mouth.

"You go back, I won't hurt Mousselin.

Fatoumah retrieved the gun and pointed it at the other man from the crowd.