With him behind him, and the soldiers of his own country behind him, it is so reassuring.

Now as long as you pass through a right-angle ventilation duct in front of you, you can enter the room where the red scorpion is taking hostages, Ye Jian only flicked lightly and rhythmically on the side of the microphone, telling them that she is fine and don't worry.

There is already sweat on the sideburns, nervous and exciting...... There was also excitement, under these three emotions, Ye Jianjiao pursed her lips lightly, breathed the somewhat turbid air in her mouth, and continued to move forward.

"She's fine, K7, keep an eye on it!" Xia Jinyuan said to everyone, but also to K7, who was confronting the red scorpion: "Inside, I will hand her over to you!" ”

Hearing this, K7 blinked indifferently, as if he had agreed.

The red scorpion was already uneasy, his elbow strangled the neck of the Vietnamese student, and the student's breathing suddenly became difficult, and he wanted to take a big breath, because of the lack of oxygen, his face rose to red, like a stranded fish, and there was no possibility of struggling.

"After two minutes, the hostage in your hand will die of lack of oxygen, and you, the red scorpion, will still not be able to escape." K7 is indifferent to this, as if the hostage taken by the enemy is actually a puppet.

In the narrow vent, Ye Jian, who was crawling, was already sweating on her back, but she didn't stop wearing a gas mask, and after passing through a right angle with her amazingly flexible body, she stopped and adjusted her breathing, and moved to the vent where the back of the red scorpion could be clearly seen.

Outside, everyone was waiting for them, and the representatives sent by the Vietnamese military were already so anxious that cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and they kept praying.

The Vietnamese special forces who had already entered the building rushed to the front of the international police, using their bodies to prevent the international police from ignoring the only son of a military minister of their country in order to kill the drug trafficking leader.

This is an intellectual battle, and for the Chinese soldiers, they have made all the preparations, and it is definitely not a problem to catch them all.

Outside, in front of the hidden cabinet door leading to the other side of the computer room with guns in the thick smoke, a police officer stood up and said in a very embarrassed tone: "Now there is only one last target left, we don't want to rob you of your credit, but we hope to complete the task more perfectly." ”

"The Chinese soldiers, now the only son of our minister, can you take responsibility if something happens?" The Vietnamese military people are quite nervous, they are now riding on the back of a tiger, they must be careful!

The pairing between the two parties made Xia Jinyuan's eyes more and more cold, and J5 laughed coldly, "What's the credit?" I'm sorry, I don't understand. And you, you, want to rush in, you can, come, take a look inside the house first. ”

Walked to the only monitor screen that was not blown up,J5Ten fingers operated on the keyboard for a while,After the static monitor screen flickered,Instantly cut into the next room。

"Anxious guys, if you really want to rush in, we will not stop you. Of course, you can see what the consequences are. J5 is smiling like a spring breeze, but the meaning of the word, heh, the words are like ice, revealing a suffocating cold.

Xia Jinyuan had already put away his gun and said lightly: "I think that with the strength of the international police and the Vietnamese military, plus so many people rushing in together, it should not be possible to save even a hostage." ”

"G3, inform our men, retreat."