Chapter 10: Desperate Mercenaries

At the second group of contact points of the National Security Ninth Division, Pan Xiaoting, who was wearing a Japanese sailor suit, was not staring intently at the computer in front of her. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Units report the status as usual."

There was silence for some reason on the other end of the communication for some reason, and a male voice hesitated, "It seems that there is only me and the night here......

"Shut up! I said report the situation! ā€

Pan Xiaoting slapped the table, her tone was tough, and she was not ready to correct her mistakes at all. Even if it is tracking people, but the subject is only one person after all, and he is still a student, and when the subjective initiative of the second group of personnel is not strong, two people are sent out meaningfully.

"Understood...... 'Weaver Girl' is in a daze in the stands."

"Roger, keep watching." Pan Xiaoting replied, "Weaver Girl" obviously refers to Cen Hanhan, because the code name of the general operation is "Queqiao", in the blackened part of the top-secret document, it means that the bridge between the earth and extraterrestrial civilizations is a bridge, and the highest expectation is obviously to find the possibility of communication, and even take the "Queqiao" as the basis to go to the sky. Well, heavens.

"Strange codename, strange task ......" Pan Xiaoting is the second group responsible for information security, to put it in layman's terms, hackers, she defeated several hackers on the Internet at a young age, and then was discovered and invited by the people of national security, as for now, she is arrogant. Pan Xiaoting looked at Ah Hua and the man with eyes beside her, not only her, most of the people here have their own self-confidence and reliance, but they never imagined that there would be a day when they would "serve" a girl.

When Pan Xiaoting was thinking casually, Ah Hua, who was wearing a headset, suddenly frowned, "It's a big trouble." ā€

The eyed man nodded the mouse without replying, and the screen was the most difficult minesweeper, and when he heard this, he asked, "What's wrong?" ā€

Ah Hua operated a few times on the computer, "Today, a group of people and three groups, with the assistance of the local police, went to exterminate the strongholds of foreign forces that infiltrated the suburbs of the city. ā€

"Oh, that extremist group in the Middle East." Pan Xiaoting glanced at the minesweeper on the man's computer, and he was about to clear the customs.

Since their workload is really small, they also participated in the search and exploration of City C a few days ago, and they are also clear about the internal situation and results.

"Operation Thunder, lethal with one blow?" After planting the last flag, the eyed man successfully cleared the level, turned to Ah Hua and asked, his words revealing trust in his teammates.

"For the most part, it was about the same, fifteen minutes to finish the organization that was being manipulated by the United States. The problem of the guns issued by the madmen to the underworld can also be taken slowly, after all, it has been destroyed before it has been acted. Ah Hua said, "But some people have run away, they should be international mercenaries, and they are currently running to the city......

Pan Xiaoting and the man with glasses received a message from Ah Hua at the same time, a real-time map with various markings of City C, and then a few moving red dots.

"The other party's location has been locked, and the local armed police are also rushing over, so we will send someone later...... Now the hope is not to make too much trouble. ā€

The man-eyed man looked serious, Pan Xiaoting was already calling the field personnel on standby to dispatch and explain the situation, "The intersection to the outside world must be blocked, they are running inside, it seems that they want to hijack or kidnap some key target to find a way out, it is really troublesome." ā€

Pan Xiaoting, who was busy, saw the movement of a few red dots, and suddenly thought of something, "School!" ā€

Ah Hua and the eyed man just wanted to ask something, but when they saw the real-time map that had been switched to the wall monitor, they suddenly realized something.

"This route ......"

"I'm dizzy."

……

The engine of the off-road vehicle roared, and the scenery raced.

Harris tightened his grip on the seat belt on his chest and looked at the instrument panel next to him, which had not yet descended to less than sixty yards.

"I said man, aren't we done?" Harris saw two identical off-road vehicles behind him through the rearview mirror, the sound of sirens faintly came from a distance, swept over an intersection, the sudden red light ran led to a small rear-end collision, and at a brief glance, it seemed that at the end of the road in all directions, there were cold and indifferent black cars chasing after them.

"It should be over." The mercenary named Chris drove the car, his face covered in sweat, "but you have to fight." ā€

"How do you spell?" Harris also carried a document in his arms, which was the information given by NASA to the extremist group, which contained a small number of descriptions, and most importantly, a photo with poor pixels.

In the pitch-black outer space, a faint blue-white trace seems to have been carved into the universe with a knife, exuding deadly magic.

There was a spot in the background that no ordinary person would notice, but Harris knew that it was Jupiter.

This photo, which will cause a sensation in the world, is also the reason why Haris, an internationally wanted wild scientist, came to **** thousands of miles away.

"Boss, there are people from the other side all around, and we can't rush out." An anxious voice from the car phone interrupted Haryath's thoughts.

"Damn it!" Chris hammered the steering wheel, and suddenly seemed to find something, "That's it, one o'clock direction, did you see it?" We rush in, take hostages, and negotiate with the government! ā€

Harris followed Chris's gaze and vaguely made out a few words on the gates of the walled buildings in the Chinese he had made up before he came here.

"City C...... First...... High school? ā€

……

The three off-road vehicles with a decisive momentum directly smashed through the school gate of No. 1 Middle School, and the old man of the doorman rushed out to shout something with a shocked face, and a huge gunshot rang out, and he suddenly burst into blood and fell in a pool of blood.

After entering the school gate, after a period of greenery, there are two teaching buildings in front and back, the left side of the teaching building is the laboratory building and the administrative building, and then the playground sports and art hall in the back, and the canteen and dormitory are in the rear.

After the three off-road vehicles came to a hurried stop, nearly twenty mercenaries of different skin colors jumped out, and Chris quickly distributed the tasks, some of them stopped the zhongguo fighters who might rush in from the school gate, and the other part went to grab as many students and teachers as possible and gather them as hostages.

Chris walked to the administration building, and a middle-aged man came out of the corner, and he casually knocked the person to the ground and pointed a gun at the person's head.

"Where's the place to broadcast?"

The other party obviously didn't react, and looked at Chris who was angry and Haaris who was standing on the side.

"He asked you where the studio was." Harris hurriedly translated in broken Chinese.

Chris was impatient and fired a shot into the air before aiming it at the other man's head again.

It worked this time.

"In ...... On the third floor. ā€