Look at our heroic policemen, the heroic Director Atilda, and those sharpshooters, they are brave, they are fearless, they are kind-hearted, they always put people's lives first, but it is a pity that those terrorists are brutal and treacherous, and under the persuasion of the police officers, they not only refuse to give up resistance, but also want to harm the lives of the hostages.

In desperation, Director Atilda ordered the snipers to shoot, ending the sad and pitiful lives of those criminals with bloody hands, saving XXX's life, and upholding the dignity of the law.

After the news is broadcast, their exploits will be recorded in the history of the police, the special police officers will be commended, the snipers who killed the criminals will be commended, the chief will be commended, and the entire combat team will be awarded the collective second-class merit or third-class merit.

This is much more than the surrender of the criminal's guns, and everyone is happy. Except, of course, for the thug whose head had already been shattered in half. Nobody cared about them, no one cared about them, the police wouldn't even remember their names, they would be put in body bags, thrown into hospital morgues to await medical dissection, become guinea pigs under the scalpels of medical students, or simply thrown into the incinerator and eventually reduced to crunchy bones.

Of course, if they are not yet dead, some organs can be harvested and provided to the wealthy in need.

Atilda knows better than anyone else that the so-called police are just dogs raised by politicians to deal with the people, and the long-term stability of society depends on the police to deter. That's just a joke, to put it bluntly, the police station's storage is itself an inferior means of treating headaches, foot pain, and treating the symptoms but not the root cause.

He has no interest in worrying about this society, nor is he obliged to think about the world, let alone studying why those civilians, those thugs, use thin shoulders, thin bodies, and stiff backbones to fight against the rule of the government. His purpose is very simple, solve the case, kill people, make meritorious contributions, and then climb up, be promoted to the director of the General Bureau, the head of the public security department, and the minister of politics and law of Lector, and then take over the noble medal in the hands of Duke Yadan, get ahead, and achieve a fame.

"Bureau...... Director, Team D loses contact, Team D loses contact. Just as Atilda was imagining a better new life in the future, he was interrupted by the words of the police officer next to him.

D-Squad? Direction to the underground car park? Alterda's face changed: "Order Team E and F, abandon the set goal and move towards the parking lot." ”

"Attention all units, be ready for battle." Atilda squinted at the exit of the parking garage in the lower right corner of the inpatient building.

Until now, he still didn't think that the terrorists would go through the front door, and most of them just made a false shot, and after attracting the attention of the police, they broke through from the flank.

There are riot armored vehicles in front, a large number of police officers, and snipers who occupy favorable terrain opposite the www.btzw.com hospital, and only fools rush to the front door.

Unfortunately, he was wrong, very wrong, and when he saw the behemoth that rushed out and rolled some vehicles and police armed machines in front of the hospital into a mass of steel waste, he felt that the real fools were himself, not the terrorists.

Tanks -- Heavily armoured, the main station tanks with two glittering muzzles drove out and went on a rampage, the cars parked in the square in front of the hospital twisted and deformed under their tracks, the vans transporting patients and medical equipment were overturned and smashed, and the police armed planes with electric batons in their hands turned into piles of glittering parts like pies.

PERHAPS FRIGHTENED, OR SLIPPERY, THE GUN WENT OFF, BEFORE AI TILDA GAVE THE ORDER, SOME POLICE OFFICERS HAD ALREADY BUCKLED THE "PUNISHER" POLICE RIFLE IN THEIR HANDS, AND SOME PEOPLE AROUND FOLLOWED SUIT, 5.8MM CALIBER BULLETS POURED ON THE FRONT ARMOR OF THE SIEGE TANK LIKE A RAINSTORM, AND THE "PING-PONG" SPARKS WERE ENDLESS. But it's like taking a feather duster and giving an old scalper an itch, except for wasting bullets, there is no use for fart.

After a shuttle of bullets, the siege tank had already rushed to the front door of the hospital, like an angry bear, and smashed the reinforced concrete courtyard wall to the ground where most of it collapsed, and then the muzzle of the gun turned, and in a flash of lightning, two pleasing balls of plasma were sprayed towards a riot-proof armored vehicle directly in front.

"Poo, poof." The plasma ball burst open, and the explosion-proof armored vehicle was as if half of its head had been gnawed off by a gluttonous beast, which was unbearable to see, and the police officers hiding behind were directly ignited by the splashing fire, turning into burning people, wailing and rolling in the ground in great misery.

"Bang, bang." Two more shots, this time the plasma ball exploded in the group of police cars, and the thrust generated by the explosion lifted four or five cars into the air, and then rolled down, smashing into the crowd next to them, causing a series of screams, some people were blown off their legs, some people were crushed in the chest, some were ignited by the flying plasma, and some were stabbed through the belly by the iron filings that were shot out.

The smell of blood mixed with choking black smoke filled the streets, blood, iron filings, crooked cars, riot armored vehicles that had been melted by high-temperature plasma and only half of their bodies remained, and the wounded screaming in pain on the ground.

War, this is war, this TM is simply a war! Alterda's legs trembled, and the hand holding the communicator was unsteady, and the communicator fell to the ground with a "snap".

The police are used to suppress civilians, to defend against the army or something, how is it possible!

"Director, what should I do?"

"Director? Managing director? Team E asks for backup, ah...... What is that...... Yes...... ......"

"Director, Director, help us, save us...... Yes...... Ah......h

At this moment, the shadow on the monitor of the armored vehicle flashed, and another tank broke through the outer wall of the hospital, knocking over the two police transport vehicles at the front of the blockade line with a "bang", allowing the bullets to crackle the front armor, and the muzzle of the gun turned to aim at the room where the sniper was hiding across the street.

"Bang, bang." The plasma ball shot out and exploded into a violent flash of light against the wall, and the fire swept through the room, and the sniper was incinerated and dried before he could scream, becoming an insignificant cloud of dust.

"Helicopter squadron, what are you doing? Get these two tanks out for me. ”

Atilda couldn't figure out where these tanks came from, how it was possible to hide such a behemoth in the hospital, nearly 10 meters long and 4 meters high, how they got into the hospital. He was puzzled, dazed, regretful, and at a loss, at this moment, he could only hope for those police gunships in the sky.

However, before the air police could attack, "Boom." Another siege tank broke through the courtyard wall, and the muzzle of the twin cannon turned, and with a "bang" sound, two balls of plasma were shot at the command-type police armored vehicle he was in.

Atilda only felt a shock under his feet, all the monitors went out at once, the high heat was like a surging wave of air, scraping his face in the blink of an eye, the whole person was like being thrown into a hot oil pot, the burning pain hit the whole body, the skin was melting, the flesh was boiling, the pain was heartbreaking, as if there were hundreds of millions of ants gnawing on the body.

"Tick, tick." Blood dripping with sweat and grease, El Tilda felt like he was in hell, a hell full of flames, countless desperate souls who rose up against the government, and then were directly or indirectly shot by him and roared angrily at him. Countless unjust ghosts who were lynched to extract confessions, tortured into confessions, and then sent to the court to become his promotion ladder, whispered in his ears, shouted his name, and gnawed at his flesh and blood.

Such pain, he couldn't bear it for a moment, Atilda opened his mouth, he wanted to scream, he wanted to wail, but ...... The scorching heat was like a cloudburst bomb thrown into his lungs, and his entire chest was about to burst.

I don't know how long later, at last, he saw a ray of light, when the rolling flames drowned him, and at a quick glance, he saw five tanks, like tigers killing into a pack of rabbits, smashing, crushing, and trampling the defense line that he thought was impregnable!

The police helicopter in the sky finally moved, and the two-string cluster rocket landed on the siege tank and exploded, making a muffled sound of "bang, bang". Flying iron filings with stray fire, they were too difficult to penetrate even the outer armor of siege tanks, even if they attacked the weakest top compartment at an elevation angle.

The front door defense line collapsed, the chief died, and the SWAT team turned into a "roast duck" with a charred exterior and tender inside. Messy, the whole scene was a mess.

A number of reconnaissance helicopters flew towards the front door, and the tanks had no air defense, and the only thing that could still pose a threat to them was air power.

The policemen, who have always been high-spirited, finally suffered enough, and for the first time felt that this was not a bad official business, but a battlefield of blood and fire.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......" Just as 15 police helicopter gunships were bombarding and indiscriminately bombing five siege tanks in the square in front of the gate, one afterimage after another swept through the air.

The flying thunder danced in the air and intertwined into a huge net, splitting the head and covering the face.

"Boom, boom, ......boom" fireballs surged, one helicopter after another was hit by bullets and caught fire, some cabins were blown up, accompanied by the dull "hum" sound of the propeller speed decreased, fell diagonally from the air, plunged into the second floor of the cafeteria opposite, and smashed countless glass windows. Some were blown off their tails, and the entire fuselage spun all the way and fell to the ground, sweeping up countless dust.

Smoke of gunpowder, flames, steel wreckage, dead corpses, blood flowing vertically and horizontally, the scene was a mess.

"Boom, boom......" Another round of thunder fell, the explosion spread over the surrounding buildings, and more than two dozen snipers in light power armor flew into the sky between countless rocks, and then fell into free fall, slamming to the ground, and after a few convulsions, they were silent.

At this point, the battle at the front door of the hospital finally came to an end, and the sound of gunfire disappeared, except for the "beeping" flames and the sound of groans in the corners. Of course, there is also the "creaking" sound of siege tank tracks running over police cars. RS