Chapter 122: Rescuing the Hostages

The hostage was held in an old mansion, which is rare in Ha Long but is a traditional low-rise building made of bricks. The small building has two floors, and the balcony on the second floor is more protruding than the first floor, and the team intended to break in from the second floor, but the proposal was rejected.

"This kind of house is not a concrete steel structure, and I am afraid that it will not be able to hold up if you go up directly." Viewed from the downstairs, the building is tall and thin, with a bit of a church flavor, except that there is no arch bridge spire on the roof, and there is no stained glass.

Although time was short, the Interpol team decided to make a plan first. They don't know if the shark has personnel in the building, and if so, how many people are deployed, and at worst, maybe the opponent also has guns.

Of course, the criminal police team was brought out by the old criminal policeman, and the leader of the team was the apprentice who had been following him.

"Break through the main entrance, pay attention to move quickly, after hearing my command, immediately attract the attention of all possible gangsters in the house, and if anyone is distracted, you can fire a gun."

The crowd nodded.

"I'll go upstairs alone." With that, he immediately unloaded his heavy equipment, leaving only an assault rifle that was more than a foot long, hanging waddly from his waist.

His actions made the other members of the team widen their eyes, and when he took off his equipment during the assault mission, he didn't even bring protective gear, which was basically no different from looking for death, this was not a drill mission.

However, the squad leader did not hesitate at all, he neatly stacked his equipment in the corner and dusted it off. The team leader showed his black T-shirt, and the surging muscles on his arms were also exposed, slightly swollen. He looked towards the harbor in the distance, clenched his fists, and made up his mind.

said that he was the captain of the squad, but he knew very well in his heart that there was no difference between his brothers and his superiors, and he knew that these guys were unwilling to just watch him take risks.

"Let's go." He didn't say a word.

A command is an order. No one had an opinion or resistance to this, and this was indeed the most appropriate arrangement, and they marched out in formation, and most of the members of the squad were scattered, and the number was not enough to form a circle, so they surrounded the exit windows of the small building in batches, and four police officers were placed in front of the main entrance.

They took their positions with heavy steps and gave the squad leader a thumbs up, so that everything was ready for action. The team leader found a big guy with a wide body and a healthy body, and asked him to build a personal platform for himself, and he used his hands and feet to turn over the first wall of the low building with this force.

Sure enough, the tofu scum between the buildings fell suddenly, and the team leader was secretly frightened, fortunately he expected that this fragile structure could not bear such a move as a grappling hook to go to the room, but he didn't expect it to be so thrilling after unloading the equipment.

At this time, the team's attention was on the team leader, and several of their hearts were also raised to their throats, as if they were beating with the captain.

He pinpointed the edge of a window, the cement looked relatively stable, and carefully took two steps, moving his body one by one, and the sweat of the squad leader rolled down the outline of his body like rain.

When the team leader fell to this settlement point, the team leader's black shirt was tightly sucked on his back, and it could be seen that every step was a thrilling step, although there was no need to worry about falling to death, but once the gangsters in the house were alarmed, the safety of the team members was in their own hands.

As soon as he thought of this, he began to tense and rubbed his palms together violently

Wring out the sweat of your hands and feet to ensure friction on the surface of your palms.

Continuing up from the first floor, it was far more difficult than expected. The tiled house, which resembles a minaret structure, is covered with a layer of grooved tiles that facilitate water outflow, and the surface is very slippery and has a great angle of inclination. This is common in Southeast Asia, where there is a lot of rainfall, but unfortunately, such a house structure is difficult to climb, and if you are not careful, you will fall contentedly.

There is no second chance left for the squad leader, and he knows this very well, so he can only hold his breath and make sure that he can't make a mistake. The squad leader took a light step, and the more he went to the top, the less room there was for him to put his feet.

Click.

As soon as he stepped down, the sound of bricks and tiles jolting sounded, and everyone's breath froze nervously with the step taken by the team leader. This sound was made by him on purpose, in order to test the situation in the house, once he made up his mind to go to the room, this level of sound was unavoidable.

Quiescence.

The squad leader took a deep breath, his nervousness still creeping in, but he was clearly a little excited. It doesn't seem to notice this level of sound. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and gestured to the team members downstairs, and the first stage was successful!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but they really didn't have time to relax, and their squad leader had already taken the second step.

His goal was to climb past the brick dome on the top floor of the first floor, and get under the clothespole on the balcony into the chimney protruding in the middle, which should be able to be easily pried open, and they could strike together from top to bottom.

There was a continuous sound of crunching bricks and tiles, the team leader took a few steps in a row, he smoothly approached from the roof to the destination, and when he was about to reach the chimney after a while, the team leader felt that the sound under his feet was a little strange.

Although the bricks and tiles that had been firmly stepped on all the way were slippery, they were enough to carry his weight, but after these few steps, the team leader froze in place, not daring to move a single step.

He took a deep breath, knowing that he was in trouble, the bricks and tiles here were obviously replaced, I don't know if it had leaked rain or experienced other problems, the tiles here were obviously not reliable, and there was something wrong with the structure, and he could vaguely see a few tiles crumbling.

Oops. The team leader's body remained in a stiff posture, and he didn't dare to move a single step.

At this time, on the weak roof of the building, the team leader seemed to hear a voice from downstairs, although the sound was not very clear from several floors, but he could be sure that there should be a shark's subordinate configuration in the building.

I didn't expect to get here, but it was a stalemate. The squad leader took a breath and suddenly made a move that stunned everyone, he took the last heavy assault rifle left on his body, gave the big guy downstairs a look, and threw it down without hesitation.

The big guy's eyes were straight, and he hurriedly caught it, this thing was more than ten pounds heavy, and it was thrown down from such a high place, even if this big man was full of muscles, he had to squeeze out two tears to barely catch it.

The squad leader smiled, and suddenly bent down, like a cat in a fighting state, using his hands and feet together, while carefully stacking the bricks and tiles between his hands and feet in a safe place, while approaching his destination.

After holding his breath for a few minutes, it seemed like an hour ago, and the team leader came to the chimney with his waist down, gave everyone a look, and then went in.

The squad leader's gaze was conveyed through the big man, from one person to all the team members, and then again

Ten seconds, they decided to attack together, but at this time, the only thing their squad leader had at hand was a production pistol and a dagger.

If you face multiple armed enemies, this is simply a sheep's mouth.

Time pushed forward second by second, and the team leader disappeared into the chimney without any news, they didn't even know the structure of the house, and it was purely helpless to break through.

Burst door!

The four policemen at the front door took the lead in taking action, kicking the front door open, both as a deterrent and as much as possible to attract the attention of the gangsters in the house, who swooped into the room with black guns in their hands.

There were only four hostages downstairs, and the first enemies, apparently not expecting a surprise attack by the police, panicked and hid behind bunkers in all directions.

The breakthrough of the main entrance first took away the view of the gangsters, and at this time, the glass of the large windows on three sides also shattered, and two policemen on each side worked together to get into the room and began to clean the gangsters in the house.

"Hostage secure!" A policeman did as instructed, first confirmed the safety of the hostages, and he rolled quickly on the spot, and in a few steps he reached the hostage's location.

"Don't worry, we are policemen, this is for you ......" The policeman stretched out his hand, ready to untie these children, his heart set off a layer of frenzy and excitement, this is what he has dreamed of since joining the police force, this sentence is also what he wants to say handsomely.

However, it backfired, and before he could finish this sentence, a sharp light suddenly appeared in front of him, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he was a step too late. A sharp dagger burrowed into his heart, and his chest ached and cold.

His eyes widened, he couldn't believe the situation in front of him, these immature children, but there was still pain and despair on their faces that could not be concealed, but the blade in his hand was really sharp.

What else does the policeman want to say, but he can only breathe in his mouth, where can he breathe out? He grasped the rest of the children with both hands, trying to loosen the ropes that bound them, but he could no longer exert any strength in his hands.

When his consciousness gradually disappeared, he suddenly realized something, lowered his head, and the child in front of him seemed to notice his gaze, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a row of white teeth.

With a pop, the dagger was drawn. It was as natural as if he were in his own pocket.

The policeman stumbled to the ground, blood spurting from his chest.

At this time, the police who entered the room from all sides still did not know what was going on, and the remaining three people who broke through the main entrance at the beginning were also covering each other, fighting with the gangsters in the house, and had no time to take care of this side.

To their surprise, these gangsters did have guns in their hands, but the resistance was surprisingly weak, and at a cursory glance, there were about a dozen people guarding the house, and three policemen suppressed the gangsters' firepower.

Just when they felt that victory was in their hands, and the police who had burst through the windows on all sides were about to converge, several children who were hostages downstairs let out a shrill scream.

The three policemen were stunned and quickly turned around, only then did they notice that their comrades had fallen in a pool of blood without making a sound. The three of them were shocked and angry, and immediately withdrew back to the corner where the hostages were, and they looked at each other, not knowing what was happening, and just as they were looking around, a voice suddenly came out in secret.

The sound was familiar to all three of them, it was the sound of bullets coming out of their chambers after the silence was silenced, but before they could react, the muffled bullets had already submerged into their bodies.