Then the Mexican special police suddenly saw grenades rolling over one after another, their pupils suddenly narrowed, and they roared sharply, shouting in any language, expressing the central idea in a fancy way: "Grenades!!" Retreat!! ”

But the grenade did not go to SWAT, but rolled under the chassis of a truck with a punctured tire and a Ford. And the SWAT used these two vehicles as a cover for fortifications and shot at each other for a long time.

In the next moment, the red flames rolled under the car, the Ford was swept away by the flames, and the whole car was burned through by the high temperature in mid-air, turning into a fire-breathing frame, tumbling and falling, and the special police officers who could not avoid it threw their guns and shouted, and fled. The SWAT officer next to the Ford instinctively bowed his head and protected his face with his arms, and the three of them were all hit by the heat wave, slamming into the wall one meter away, and falling to the ground softly. The Ford was detonated in mid-air, and all four windows erupted at the same time, falling to the ground on another Honda, causing the Honda to slide sideways, pushing two SWAT officers who were caught off guard against the wall and nearly crushing them to death. And the huge truck was shot through the fuel tank, is bubbling oil, the heavy body in the momentum of the explosives only slightly lifted, but the leaking fuel was instantly detonated, the whole car flames, the fuel tank in two seconds after the earth-shattering explosion, with sparks of fragments of iron bars like a fatal knife shot into the sky, explosions, screams, **, sporadic explosions, colorful play. Qin Yin sat down behind the Volvo with his head bowed and covered his ears, unscathed.

Five seconds passed, and the explosion was complete, leaving only the crackling and burning of fire. Kotone opened his eyes, looked at the desperate bandit and explained, "Now you can run away."

The bandit escaped death, and he was so excited that he smiled with relief.

Then Qin Yin said seriously: "You have so many lives in your hands, it must be miserable to fall into the hands of the special police, I'll help you."

The bandit said excitedly: "You ......"

The dagger on Kotone's thigh didn't know when it was in his hand again.

"No thanks." She said politely.

The bandit opened his eyes: "Hey, I don't need your help......"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yin half-knelt and stabbed into his right carotid artery, skillfully pulled, and the four tubes and the thyroid gland were all cut, and the bandit suddenly struggled and convulsed, and red bubbles bulged out from the throat wound. The sound of the piano didn't look at it, the dagger scraped the front and back on the bandit's clothes, and wiped it brightly, ignoring the struggling bandits, walked back to carry the suitcase, and then passed by the special police who were blown up and squirmed all over the ground, like a girl coming home from school, without squinting, and walked to the hangar.

As soon as the sound of the piano left, a dazzlingly bright Jaguar sports car sped out, ran over the two seriously injured SWAT officers, broke into the collapsed car aisle, and rushed up.

The boss's deputy, Iverson, was ordered to drive Frank's Jaguar and break through from the West Gate. In the car, he watched Qinyin single-handedly blow up the SWAT officers and try to escape from the road.

The SWAT on the road scrambled to dodge, and no one was stupid enough to block the car with their bare hands.

Iverson laughed in the car, stepped on the accelerator, enjoyed the roar of the twin-turbo cylinders, and roared, "Trash! Rubbish! Worm! Kiss Lao Tzu's ass and go! ”

Then, at the moment when the sports car flew out of the aisle, the tires ran over the steel nail barricade, and three of the four tires blew up, and the whole car completely lost control, flew sideways, and slid into the grass. In the next moment, four police cars temporarily ignited and roared, roaring, crashing into the Jaguar one after another, and the stars turned off like a moon.

Iverson woke up from the whirlwind of the world, saw the police all around, his expression changed a few times, and when he muttered curses, he saw the head of the SWAT team, the thin and shrewd little man standing behind the door of the police car and shouting, "Frank! You son of a bitch, you have no way to escape! Let's get caught! ”

Iverson hated the dark face of his old enemy. He was furious, picked up the submachine gun on the co-pilot, opened the skylight and roared: "Send me to hell!"

Iverson opened fire brazenly, and before anyone could hit anyone, the Jaguar was strafed and swayed, and the sports car was swept into a frame without glass, Iverson was staggered by the bullet, and he fell on the roof of the car, his waist stuck in the sunroof, and the bright red snake meandered all over the silver roof, and the crimson waterfall poured down from the skylight.

The little man came over and looked at it, and said with regret and hatred: "How is Iverson? Damn it. Frank's bastard is still in there! ”

Inside the east gate of the parking lot, Richard's blood had just coagulated, and the remnants of the Alpha squad were still advancing angrily without a commander, brave as the invincible British platoon gunners in the last century.

However, the keen team members heard a slight countdown, and when they looked back, there was an explosive bag attached to the back of the stone pillar, and there were only three seconds left in the countdown on it.

"Explosives! Lie down! ”

The moment the commandos rolled to the ground, the two load-bearing stone pillars exploded, the stone chips flew like shrapnel, and the noisy smoke and dust blurred the vision. Then the ceiling cracked under the shock wave and crumbled.

At the same time, the bandits appeared from behind the door and roared: "Go home with the flag!" "Four or five assault rifles burst into flames, and the overwhelming sound of gunfire drowned out everything.

The Alpha team members coughed one after another, and the channel repeated the weak cry: "Ed is bleeding!" Drag him away! He can't move! ”

"The ceiling is coming down! Get out of this place now! ”

"The firepower is too strong!"

Suddenly, the scrapped police car paralyzed at the crossing was knocked out and slid out, and two jeeps rushed inexorably into the parking lot, swept to a stop, and jumped down with a crackle. Allen was wearing shiny leather shoes, straight trousers, snow-white shirt, and a pitch-black bulletproof vest, holding an AR15 assault rifle and shouting: "MOVE!" MOVE! Spearhead follow me, Red Cross follow! "Running with a gun, leading ten elite team members to shoot at Xu Xing, the bullets and rain clanged, and the iron gate and brick wall where the bandits were hiding burst into flames, and while approaching strongly, they beat the bandits back to the bunker.

The injured Alpha team shouted, "Colonel Allen, don't come here!" The ceiling is collapsing here! "They're used to the old names, and they're instinctively using the names they used ten years ago.

Allen had already led people to approach, threatening the bandits with a twenty-three-kilogram assault rifle in one hand, and freed his left hand to grab Ed, who was smashed and broke his leg, and dragged him out desperately, while looking around and roaring: "Drag the injured person away!" It's dangerous here! ”

When Allen led the rescue, an arrogant and domineering Hummer stepped on the accelerator, rammed a Chevrolet with fierce horsepower, stopped crookedly on the main road, and took advantage of the SEALs to take care of themselves, accelerated on the spot, stepped on the accelerator angrily, the engine roared like rolling thunder, and the combat tires grabbed the ground and idled, and then suddenly started and crashed straight into Allen. More precisely, it is to rush straight to the already clear East Gate car passage!