"The two students we went in to deliver food were detained by them, these guys are really crazy!" The chief of police said to Andrei. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The camera was perfectly aligned to see the two girls, held with the hostages, crouching there with their heads down, motionless, as if their bodies were still shaking.

"Karimov, pay attention to our people when attacking, those two girls, you must not let them get hurt!" Andrei's eyes are cold, these terrorists, they all deserve to die! At this time, Andre had completely killed him.

Time passed little by little, and finally, the narcotic gas transported from Moscow arrived at the scene, and in order to deliver it as quickly as possible, this time a MiG-31 interceptor was used, and the box used to put this gas in the back seat flew at supersonic speed along the way, and after landing at a nearby base, it was sent by helicopter.

"Your mission is to take out the terrorists and rescue our hostages! It's a fight against terrorism, and it has to be done simply and beautifully! Andrei looked at the fighters of Unit A, who were ready to go, and gave them the final order.

"Yes!" The warrior, wrapped in a hood and showing only his eyes, nose and mouth, replied to Andrei. They have a wide variety of weapons, including SVD sniper rifles for snipers, AK-74s with folding butts, Israeli Uzi submachine guns, and even a few people with crossbows on their backs.

It was still very bright, and the soldiers slowly got into it from the nearby drain, and the people at the front carried boxes that released anesthetic gases and wore respirators.

Karimov's eyes were cold, Unit A, it has been five years since its creation, and this is the first regular operation! Be sure to show the world your outstanding combat effectiveness!

"Crunch, crunch." With a soft sound, the front-line warrior Varysi pushed open the lid above his head, this is the toilet, it is filthy, there are no terrorists to stand guard here.

After a few clicks, he climbed into the vent, and Varysi followed the vent and continued to crawl inside, full of cobwebs, like a labyrinth! However, relying on prior memory, he still found the correct route accurately, came to the vertical vent, and continued to climb up into the fourth floor, his movement was lighter, for fear of startling the terrorists below.

At this time, seven hours have passed since the entire hostage incident, and the terrorists, who are highly nervous, are at their most exhausted.

"Captain, it's been so long, that Andre, did you play tricks?" Haast asked Abbas, who was beside him.

"If he dares to play tricks, these hostages here will be a dead end!" Abbas was very adamant. In their own hands, so many hostages!

"Attention, in two hours, it will be dark, cheer me up, contact us in the country, as long as the time is up, and the Soviets have not done what we ask, then kill hostages!"

"Yes." Haast said, "When the time comes, can we kill those two schoolgirls first?" Haast gestured to the sisters Liana and Lilia.

"Absolutely!" Abbas said.

"Okay, then it's time, I'll go to the next room and kill them both!" Haast had a hideous smile on his face.

Time passes, little by little.

Something was wrong with his body, his mind was a little muddy, and at the same time, his mouth was a little thirsty, Abbas picked up the kettle behind him and wanted to take a sip, but no matter what, his hand couldn't reach it, and his eyes were blurry.

Not good! Abbas secretly cried out in his heart, there is a situation!

He wanted to open his mouth to shout, but he couldn't make a sound, and even his lips didn't seem to be under his control.

Looking at the side again, a companion with a name has the same expression at this time, that Haast, who has leaned back in a chair, closed his eyes, and does not know whether he is alive or dead.

His hand moved slowly, moving, trying to take out the grenade behind him, since he had been tricked, then simply die together!

"Boom!" At this moment, an explosion suddenly sounded at the door over there, and with the explosion, countless heavily armed people rushed in from the door that was blown open!

"Da-da." With a single shot, the two terrorists who were originally guarding the door on both sides had already fallen weakly. With the sound of gunshots, the chests of the two men were covered with snowflakes.

It was all a short burst of fire, and only a dozen armed men rushed in, but they were quite skilled, obviously, this kind of indoor training, they have carried out many times, using AK-74 with folding stock, which is specially designed for indoor combat, and at the same time the barrel is truncated, which is very convenient.

If it was before, they would have thrown tear gas and then rushed in with gas masks, but now, after twenty minutes of narcotic gas, and the people inside were almost unconscious on TV, for them, it was just a one-sided massacre!

The six terrorists on the periphery had been cleared out by them within three minutes, some had been killed with crossbows, some had their throats cut off from behind, in short, the sound was very soft, and the terrorists in the room, in the process of being stunned by the anesthetic steam, had greatly weakened their hearing, and they didn't hear anything unusual outside.

The battle was carried out very smoothly, and Kochakin, the team member who rushed to the front, suddenly showed a surprised look in his eyes.

The bandit leader Abbas, relying on his strong will, moved his fingers little by little, little by little, and finally reached the grenade! The muscles on his face had become stiff, and he still squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, looking at these armed men who were shooting them, he knew that his operation had been a complete failure, but before he died, he still had to pull a few cushions!

The oval grenade, raised by Abbas's hand, seemed to be at its greatest potential, and he threw the grenade towards the hostage crowd three meters away!

This kind of grenade has an explosion radius of five meters, and if you throw it, it can kill and injure at least 20 people!

It is clear that many of those hostages, like him, have fallen into a coma!

"Da-da." Kochakin's muzzle turned, and several 5.45 caliber bullets entered Abbas's body, and Abbas's body shook back a few times, and fell, blood gushing out. His body began to stiffen completely, his face, and the smile that squeezed out.

That grenade, with an arc, flew just above the hostage's head, and it looked like it was about to fall! (To be continued.) )