Chapter 81

The Hilton Hotel is now surrounded by hundreds of policemen. The FBI, as well as SWAT, have cordoned off the site and set up a temporary command center. A commander who was ordered on the verge of danger was furious.

"Can anyone tell me what the situation is now. How many of them were there, and what did they demand? ”

"That's the key, there are at least thirty or more robbers. All American-style automatic weapons. But they have not made any requests so far. We tried to negotiate, but they didn't hesitate to kill the negotiators. Under the noses of journalists. Now we are under tremendous pressure from public opinion. Washington has given announcements. ”

"What the hell are those bastards trying to do?"

"Sir, our advisors have given a possibility. They thought it could be a cover for some larger operation. You must know that the other party has now dragged more than half of the police force in the whole of Portland. If the rest of the city ......"

He didn't finish his sentence, but it already made the commander's brow furrow.

"There is no intelligence that there will be any other attacks. Focus all your energy here. I need a map of the hotel, find the designer of the hotel and talk to him. Inform SWAT and tell them to prepare two elite squads. We're probably going to have to play hard. The commander vetoed this statement, not knowing for what reason.

The so-called hard play is undoubtedly to bypass the negotiations and rescue the hostages. Secret raids are usually used, but the other side has taken control of the entire hotel. Such behaviour will inevitably eventually lead to armed conflict. At that time, there will inevitably be casualties among the hostages. So precise planning is required. And all kinds of excuses, as well as the backstabber, have to be found in advance. Because as long as there are casualties, they will inevitably be condemned by public opinion. This kind of temporary commander is doing this kind of dilemma.

Nick and Hank are also among the police officers on the perimeter. Somehow, Nick always felt a little uneasy today.

"Hi Nick. Are you okay. Looks a little nervous. It's not like you, and since the FBI has taken over, we'll just have to watch from the sidelines. "Hank is trying to get Nick to focus.

"No, not for this reason. I just felt, a little uncomfortable, mentally. But I can't say where I am. The last time I felt this way was when Aunt Mary passed away. ”

"Oh, then you should probably make a call. I'll keep an eye on it for you, and I'll call back. Juliet, Talissa, Alice, greetings. ”

"Okay." Nick stepped aside and pulled out his phone to make a call. But a minute later, he walked back with a bad face.

"The phone doesn't work."

"The signal from that warehouse hasn't been very good. I'll try again later. A reporter has come over, pay attention. ”

Nick thought about it, and his mind was always a little unstable. He stopped Wu not far away.

"Hi, Wu. I need to get rid of you for one thing. It's a private matter. Do you have time? ”

"Of course, there are dozens of patrol officers here, and it's no problem to miss one of me."

"That's good, I need you to go somewhere. Some of my friends were there, and I suspect they might be in a bit of trouble. Can you help me take a look? ”

Wu is a patrol officer, and his position is two levels shorter than Nick, so of course he will not refuse this kind of trivial matter.

"Of course, tell me the address, and I'll go right away."

The warehouse is very remote and there is not much human population around. This is also the location that Su Yuan specially chose, so that when he trains here, he will not be noticed.

At this time, around the warehouse, dozens of figures wearing combat uniforms were rapidly approaching. All of them are American-style automatic weapons. In terms of gestures, it is actually no different from the special forces of the US military. But these people are real killers of the Darkclaws. It can be seen from this that the organization of the Dark Claw has developed to what extent.

In the warehouse, Kelly, Telisa, Rosalie and others were already armed with weapons and ready. It's just that none of them, except for Kelly, are apparently trained in firearms shooting. Kelly looked helplessly at the group of pig teammates around him and couldn't help but sigh.

"It seems that the scene of the reunion of mother and son that I longed for is gone."

Instead of a gun, Keisha was holding a black bottle of liquid. It was the kind of alchemical oil that Rosalie had successfully restored not long ago.

"I just found out that there are such good things here. Notice that six people are approaching directly in front of you. There are four on the side windows. There are four on the roof. ”

"I'll leave it to me." Kelly, armed with a shotgun, approached the south window. This is also the only window in the warehouse.

At the same time, the alchemy oil in Kesha's hand slowly floated.

Explosions rang out. The front was blown to pieces by some kind of military explosive, and a group of black shadows quickly rushed inside. But what greeted him was the alchemy oil in Kesha's hand.

"Bumper ......," Keisha softly spat out the word. The oil suddenly exploded in mid-air, turning into a huge fireball that engulfed all the soldiers who broke through the main entrance.

Chaos broke out in an instant. In the face of the enemy's automatic weapons, the people in the warehouse could only hide in the corner, and there was no room to fight back. Kelly took out the four killers in the window. But then another bunch of people came up. Under the suppression of firepower, no matter how great the ability is, it is impossible to display it at all.

"Who could have done better? If not, we have to go. If you don't leave, everyone will have to die here. Kelly yelled, but no one responded to her. The main characters in American dramas have some very interesting characteristics. For example, if you are not decisive enough, you don't leave when you should go. It's always procrastinating. Usually when we watch dramas, we can be rushed to death by this tangled plot. But if you really have these people as teammates, it's still very reassuring. Because they will never abandon any of their own people.

"After holding on, Juliet is about to wake up." Keisha shouted to the crowd. Then he threw out a bottle of alchemical oil. It's just that he doesn't dare to show his head and manipulate the flames.

"What if she wakes up? Could she still be able to stand up to twenty killers armed with automatic weapons? "Kelly doesn't believe in the existence of such witches. But Keisha is different.

"Not necessarily. Don't you feel that oppression? It was the strongest magic fluctuation I'd ever seen in my life. Juliet has a power that we can't imagine. ”

A few metal bounces. Two stun bombs were thrown. A loud bang echoed through the warehouse. Everyone was directly dizzy and shocked by this sonic impact. Even a high-ranking witch like Keisha could not stand the power of this modern anti-terrorist weapon.

Heavily armed soldiers rushed forward and easily subdued the crowd. Adeline, who was pregnant, received some preferential treatment, but was also restricted from moving. But at this moment, Keisha smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth and looked back at the room where Juliet was.