"Bastard, bastard! madman! he's a madman!" Colonel Duret roared madly in the makeshift command car outside the hotel...... In fact, he was very reluctant to come, he had dealt with terrorists, he knew what kind of people they were, and if he faced them, maybe what awaited him was ruin!

Just like now, the whole hotel is shaking, shards of glass are all over the ground, several radical soldiers outside are clamoring to rush in and destroy Abdullah with one shot, the snipers in place also say that they have aimed at Abdullah's head, and the most infuriating thing is that there is a group of reporters outside holding the microphone high and ready to interview when they can kill Abdullah......

Damn, if it weren't for the fact that the people inside were too sensitive, they would have rushed in with someone a long time ago, who would still be waiting here to be angry? Look at who they are, the princes of Saudi Arabia, the nobles of England, the high-level of various jewelry giants, the high-level executives of various business giants, it is really a hodgepodge of people from all over the world...... If only a group of civilians had been properly compensated, it would have passed, but the power behind this group of people was too huge......

"Damn prince, damned terrorists, why did you come to Vienna for a fight, what an elegant and beautiful city Vienna is, these damned madmen......" Colonel Duret cursed loudly. Abdullah is very familiar with the military and the police, so he doesn't accept the call at all, and when he is in a hurry, he flips the table, and he can't beat him to death, and he doesn't want to bury him.

"Colonel Duret, when will the military commandos enter the hotel to rescue the hostages......" said Grimes, the police representative who was also in the command vehicle.

"Officer Grimes, the commando team can enter at any time, but according to satellite scanning, there are not only more than 100 of Abdullah's subordinates in the hotel, but also dozens of mercenaries, they are all the most elite soldiers, if you rush in, I am afraid that you will lose a lot!" Duret sat down in his chair and sighed.

"Enter the hotel no matter what, rescue the hostages, you are the supreme commander here, as long as you give the order, our police will fully cooperate with your operation!" Grimes's small eyes widened, as if to express his fearless confidence.

Duret looked at the pot-bellied police officer Grimes in front of him with some disgust, Vienna's perennial stability has fed a group of wine bags and rice bags, as the supreme commander of the Vienna police system, this Grimes actually pointed to himself to clean up the mess for him...... There are so many terrorists mixed in within the scope of his defense, if this matter cannot be satisfactorily resolved, what awaits him is only the rest of his life in prison.

"Officer Grimes, we only have three special operations teams now, thirty people, if it is against ordinary opponents, it is enough, but the enemy is unprecedentedly strong, dozens of mercenaries are not something they can deal with...... Damn mercenaries used to be loners, how could they get mixed up with terrorists this time, aren't they afraid of death......" Duret slammed the table in front of him and said hatefully.

"Colonel Duret, I believe that you will be able to destroy all the enemies! I will take my police officers to help you block the road, and there will never be a single citizen of Vienna who will be harmed!" Grimes stood up and shouted, gave a military salute to Duret, and hurried out with his deputy...... Hurry up and run, the terrorists should be handed over to the military, their small body is not enough for a single bullet......

Watching Grimes hold his belly and run away from the command car with his huge butt twisted, Duret couldn't help but sigh...... Such a person is no match for Abdullah in any way...... But this person is also self-aware and knows what he should do, unlike some people, who forcibly point fingers when they don't understand, and end up making a mess.

Scratching the hat on his head, Duret had a headache, although the terrorists were the second time he had dealt with, but the last time their country's special forces were not in charge, they were in charge of the special forces in Huaxia, what was the name of the young man who led the way?

Oh yes, it seems to be a guy named Lu Ran...... How did they fight those terrorists? It seems that Lu Ran went in with a sword and killed them all silently...... Why damn it, why is he using a sword, isn't he known as the king of guns, and he actually killed all the people inside with a long sword in his hand...... After coming out, there was not a trace of blood on his body, just like a fairy...... Later, I heard that the kid entered the most mysterious dragon group in Huaxia, is Huaxia's kung fu really so magical?

"Sir, there's a situation!" Duret interrupted his thoughts as he was thinking when a soldier sitting in front of the computer next to him interrupted Durret's thoughts. At this moment, there are two rows of tables in the command car, on which is placed a huge screen, and around it is a group of soldiers who are constantly tapping on the computer, all of which are the strategists brought by Duret.

"Say!" said Duret briefly.

"A faint signal came from the tenth floor of the hotel, and it seemed that although the explosion just now might cause casualties, it also opened a hole in the signal blockade of the other party. At least we know there's resistance in there. The young soldier said to Durett while constantly operating on the computer.

"Huh?" Durett's eyes lit up, and sure enough, this group of people are not all stupid, and those who can get to that point have some wisdom of their own.

"Is it the Saudi prince? It seems that the Saudi prince brought a lot of people, or is it the Italian mafia? He seems to have brought people with him. Duret asked.

"It's not like, it's a little bit possible for the Saudi prince, but it's unlikely that the mafia is a possibility, the other party's means are the means of the special forces, and it's very cutting-edge technology, and it's not ......very likely that either of them," the young soldier said.

"Report sir, satellite perspective ready!" a female soldier shouted.

"Good!" Duret hurriedly looked at the large screen in the center of the table, a huge three-dimensional image appeared in the center of the table, and Duret stood up to look at the phantom that appeared in the center of the table.

"Sir, the crowds of the hotel are now concentrated on the eleventh, tenth, eighth, sixth, and first floors! There are also some people scattered on other floors, presumably the hotel's hiding guests and hotel staff. The eighth floor is where the crowds are the most and where Abdullah is located, and the eleventh floor is supposed to be where Saudi Prince Talal is, according to observation. ”

"How's the roof going, is it suitable for the assault team to land?" asked Durret.

"There is a strong disturbance from the roof, the situation is very unclear, and it is not recommended for commandos to enter from the roof. Another soldier stood up and said.

"Report sir, the signal coming from the tenth floor has been translated, they are a group of jewelers who have organized resistance on their own, and they have two special operations teams in their hands...... In addition, they also sent a signal, as if ...... It seems that ......" The young soldier hesitated.

"What does it seem?" Durrett asked, frowning.

"It seems that this incident has something to do with Talal, and even they suspect that Talal himself has a problem......" the young soldier said loudly.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Duret seemed to open another window...... If this incident was really planned by Talal, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so simple, speaking of which, according to previous intelligence, this group of mercenaries was brought in by Talal......