"You're right!"

Zhang Xiaofan patted Uncle Da on the shoulder and admitted his mistake.

My mind was imprisoned by the movie, and I put my life safety under my own task.

Uncle Da smiled: "You're right, I was a little anxious just now, I think they really won't attack today." ”

"If we don't attack today, we can't guarantee that we won't attack tomorrow, and now that we know where they are hiding, we must eliminate this group of terrorists as soon as possible."

"What then?"

Although this movie is more amusing than plot, Zhang Xiaofan still planned it seriously.

"We need to apply to the Department of Security for the deployment of the Flying Tigers first."

"It's half past four in the afternoon, and the Flying Tigers are going to get off work."

"It's okay," Zhang Xiaofan quickly drew simplified structural drawings according to the memory in his mind, and said: "The experience of exterminating terrorists last time was that the Political Department was a bunch of fools. If you want to deal with terrorists, you also need the Flying Tigers. ”

"Deploy the Flying Tigers, you need to apply, after a while, it's getting dark, I don't think it's better to come back tomorrow, right?"

"It must be today," Zhang Xiaofan said, pointing to a drawing, "Now that the terrorists are in the school, we are racing against time with them." It turned out that the enemy was dark and I was clear, but now the situation has changed, and the enemy is clear and I am dark. A little delay will delay the odds of victory. ”

"You go and report to the director, and then find the director to give an order to assemble the Flying Tigers," Zhang Xiaofan pointed at Uncle Da.

Da Shuman thought that he could be powerful, but after seeing the number of terrorists, he still went back to the police station with a very rational reality.

Zhang Xiaofan went floor by floor, looking for any missing students who did not go home.

Not to mention, I really found a few pairs of wild mandarin ducks, who were in love, and were suddenly disturbed, and several boys were about to get angry, but when I saw Zhang Xiaofan punching the wall and revealing the fist prints, he nodded and left quickly.

"Damn, smoke/bombs?" Zhang Xiaofan had just checked the library when he inadvertently looked out the window and saw that dozens of Flying Tigers had come to the school gate and threw more than a dozen smoke/bounces in.

Zhang Xiaofan secretly scolded, this gang of bad colors actually forgot about themselves.

"Okay, good," Zhang Xiaofan saniently hid and hid.

Fighting at night, the Flying Tigers don't have much ability to distinguish between friend and foe, especially in a school that is supposed to be empty.

Outside the wall, Uncle Da led a small team to block the exit of the air-raid shelter.

"It's not good, Xiao Fan is still in school," Uncle Da and the Flying Tigers took out a few terrorists who ran out of the bomb shelter, and finally remembered the partner they had missed.

"You guys stay here, I'll go to the school to save people."

"Roger, sir," the squad leader took over the command, and Uncle Da shook his somewhat bulky body and walked towards the school gate.

Now the school gate is surrounded by police officers, and everyone who wants to come out has to be tested.

Terrorists are high-nosed and sunken-eyed, and under the huge searchlight, the slightest movement in the school cannot escape the observation of the police.

"Hey, have you seen it, Officer Zhang Xiaofan?" As soon as Uncle Da ran over, he directly found the director of the political department who was in charge of command.

"Officer Cao, I didn't see what you said about Zhang Xiaofan, but there are a lot of students, but they are all in isolation, do you want to go and have a look?" Director Li of the Political Department was given command this time, and he was very arrogant and proud.

"Hmph," Uncle Da was also very angry, he didn't expect that he found out the evidence, but he was robbed of the peach by the Political Department, even if he had a little credit, I'm afraid he wouldn't want to show his face.

Chief Chen, the commander of the Flying Tigers, stood up and asked, "Officer Cao, who are you looking for?" If he has any characteristics, I can ask the team to help you find them. ”

"He's a young man, what he looks like...... A 22-year-old Chinese young man looks suave, but in fact he is sanctimonious...... You just have to say a few words to him, and you feel the urge to shitch a bunch of on his head......"

"Please note the team, please note the team, now looking for a missing person, characteristics: a twenty-two-year-old young man in China, looks suave, but in fact is sanctimonious, as long as he says a few words, there is an urge to shitch a pile of on his head, find it and bring him out as soon as possible, over."

Uncle Da stepped forward with a smile and thanked him.

Soon someone began to recover.

"The search on the first floor did not find the target person, over."

"The search on the second floor didn't find the target, done."

"The search on the third floor did not find the target person, over."

"The search on the fourth floor did not find the target person, over."

"The search on the fifth floor did not find the target person, over."

"The search on the sixth floor didn't find the target person, over."

Aiden Shi Mi Fu School has a total of six floors, six floors of search, no one was found, that is underground.

The underground is currently occupied by terrorists, and the Flying Tigers have not yet started their search because they are not familiar with the terrain.

"It's not above, it's definitely down there, Officer Zhang, help, go down and look for it," Uncle Da's face was a little flustered, and he was a little scared when he thought that he almost went down alone, but now that his partner has gone down, it is no different from going down by himself.

The captain of the Flying Tigers turned pale, a little ugly, and said secretly: "Although this mission is to capture the terrorists, but, according to the last extermination operation, the firepower of the terrorists is strong, and my team has consumed a lot of physical strength during the day training. But if the terrorists have hostages, the tactics have to change. ”

"Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back," Director Li of the Political Department did not hide his contempt for the Criminal Investigation Department at the moment, and said: "The Flying Tigers have just conducted a day's training during the day, and they have already formed an encirclement of terrorists. As long as we firmly grasp the entrance and exit of the basement, we can break ourselves. ”

"Then you can ignore the lives of your own people?"

Director Li said with a look of pity: "Maybe, that Zhang Xiaofan is dead?" ”

"You ??"

Uncle Da was angry, but it was difficult to take over the command, so in anger, he took the firearms and equipment and ran into the school.

"This reckless man knows how to make trouble."

Chief Chen of the Flying Tigers has some dislike for Director Li of the Political Department, and no one is willing to hand over his back to an unreliable person.

Zhang Xiaofan was in a shop window at this time, and he had just woken up.

Half an hour of recuperation made him regain seventy or eighty percent of his vitality, but his stomach growled.

"Time is like the groove in a woman's chest, as soon as she lies down, it is gone."

Seeing that the sky was completely dark, and the Flying Tigers had already left the floor, Zhang Xiaofan slowly walked downstairs.

"Who are you?"

"Criminal Investigation Department Zhang Xiaofan, number 95279527, sir!"

Chief Chen of the Flying Tigers changed his face and asked, "You are Zhang Xiaofan of the Criminal Investigation Department, Cao Mengda's partner?" ”

"yes, sir, what's the matter?"

"In order to save you, Chief Cao ran to the basement of the swimming pool and was held hostage by terrorists." Chief Chen felt that he was getting hotter and hotter.

"Where were you just now?" Director Li of the Political Department suddenly jumped out and asked in shock.

Zhang Xiaofan was frightened by Chief Chen's news, and he was not in a good mood for the teasing of the director of the Political Department, and he didn't reply, so he padd the pistol in his hand and walked to the basement.

"This fool, let him guard outside, why is he disobedient, he is willing to fall, he wants to be a hero, and now he has trapped himself in it," Zhang Xiaofan had traces of the Flying Tigers' cleanup all the way, and there was no danger, and when he arrived in the last basement, there were more than a dozen Flying Tigers outside, blocking a door.

"Sir, there are still seven or eight terrorists inside, this place hasn't been cleared yet, please go out first," a member of the Flying Tigers walked over.

"I'm sorry, I have to go in," Zhang Xiaofan didn't want to explain anything.

At this time, in the basement, a person shouted in English and asked for negotiations.

"Listen, the people inside, I'm a negotiator sent by the government, and I'm going to go in now," Zhang Xiaofan shouted, although he was a little gnawing, but he finally expressed his meaning.

He took both pistols off his body and handed them to the Flying Tigers.

Walked in alone, holding his hand.

Fortunately, just like in the movie, Uncle Da was trampled under the feet of the glasses man.

"Alright, stand there and don't move," the man in glasses motioned for an accomplice to come forward and search his body.

Zhang Xiaofan had already taken out the pistol, and the two terrorists naturally couldn't find anything.

"In addition to the man with glasses, there are six people standing in the corners of the surrounding area, and one of them is hiding in an underground well," Zhang Xiaofan quickly evolved several actions in his mind, but he couldn't find a safe and proper way.

"Sir, I'm in charge of the negotiations, and my superiors asked me to check the hostage's safety, so please allow me to check the hostage for a while." Zhang Xiaofan smiled and said lightly.

"No," the man in glasses shook his head and said indifferently, "Actually, we don't need negotiators, but helicopters." With the two of you as hostages now, it's enough. ”

When Zhang Xiaofan heard this, he didn't wait for the two terrorists to step forward to restrain him, he shouted violently, pushed the two of them away, turned his body, and turned to the man with glasses behind his back, and shouted in his mouth: "No, no, no, I'm here to negotiate......"

The man with glasses didn't smile, and the pistol left the top of Uncle Da's head and pointed at Zhang Xiaofan.

"I'll hit ......" Zhang Xiaofan had already estimated the distance, a horizontal move, and then a side kick, kicking the glasses man over.

Uncle Da was startled, he didn't know how to dodge, and he was stunned.

Zhang Xiaofan had to change his plan temporarily, screaming in his mouth, a man rolled forward and picked up the pistol that the glasses man dropped on the ground, but fortunately the insurance had been opened.

"Da, da."

After five sounds, Zhang Xiaofan could no longer find his target.

The terrorists in the underground well jumped in the first place, the other hid behind the jug, and the other five, including the bespectacled man, had an extra blood hole on their heads.

"It's amazing." Uncle Da said happily.

Zhang Xiaofan saw that Uncle Da did not change his true colors, and was so angry that he couldn't cry or laugh, and said angrily: "Don't leave yet!" ”

Marksmanship is the top priority in the two-month intensive training.

In the marksmanship in the secret room, Zhang Xiaofan can shoot a shuttle of bullets in ten seconds, and the hit rate reaches 100%.

This is the effect obtained after spending hundreds of thousands of rounds.

His hands, which were almost as steel, were swollen for several days by the recoil of the pistol, and thanks to the ointment handed down by the coach, he could only continue training the next day after applying it every night.

"Let's go," Uncle Da smirked and crawled out of the basement, Zhang Xiaofan's terrifying marksmanship shocked the remaining two terrorists, they had already decided not to deal with Zhang Xiaofan, if the Hong Kong government didn't send people over, even if they starved to death here, they didn't plan to show up.