Hearing Hao Song's inhumane request to repeat the words of the hot face and cold fart, the expression on Mr. Filali's face was as resentful and depressed as that of an angry little daughter-in-law. It's a pity that now it's the cowardice that has the final say, and I have to do it if I like it or not.

But Mr. Ferrari is also worthy of being a spectacle man, and he quickly thought of another set of arguments to save face, only to hear the old fritter and say: "The holy war will not be stopped, and we will persist to the end! But even if the big countries such as the US imperialism do not care about the life or death of the hostages, we do! We plan to release the hostages first! In order to prevent you from carrying out a sneak attack during this period, please withdraw from Aloha Tower first!" These words were so lofty and righteous that the light of humanitarianism blinded the audience. It can be seen that when you open your eyes and say nonsense a few times, you will believe it.

This time, Mr. Filari's words were clear and clear, but everyone on the US imperialist side was even more suspicious of their ears than just now. The terrorists don't talk about the ambassador of peace, that's what they left over from the past. But if what he said was true, and if he pretended to be an ambassador of peace thoroughly enough to really release the hostages, it would be very unscientific! No one believed that a group of fanatical ultra-Muslims had such sanity! Therefore, the first reaction of the US imperialists was: What nonsense?

"Please stop playing tricks to trick us out! This is an insult to the intelligence of both of us!" The lieutenant even felt that he had been deliberately humiliated, so much so that he forgot his task of stabilizing the enemy, and did not even speak politely.

Severely questioned by the lieutenant, Mr. Ferrali was immediately furious, and said in his heart: "That's enough! Just because you, a heretic who can't understand human speech, have come to mention your IQ to me?! Your IQ has just been exposed! If it weren't for the sage's entrustment and being controlled by others, you would have annoyed Lao Tzu and killed all the hostages to show you! Don't think that you will surpass Al Qaeda and become the world's number one terrorist...... The Islamic State of the First Islamic Jihad Group does not dare to kill people!

After putting the cruel words in my heart, I still have to be a grandson in reality. Mr. Filari looked at Hao Song with a pleading expression, which should have been: These grandsons don't believe me. Do you always want to help out?

So Hao Song took the microphone without hesitation, and forcibly said in a serious tone: "Ahem, this is Warrant Officer Grey Hugh and Warrant Officer Edward." We've got the other leader's head in check and convinced him to release the hostages, so hurry up if you understand!"

The lieutenant was puzzled and confused, so he showed his head in a dark tactical helmet to check the situation in the side hall, only to see a sleepless man who seemed to be in a perpetual state of mental malaise, and a vicious blonde man holding a middle-aged terrorist hostage. Then he saw the blonde man point at him and say the most hurtful thing he'd ever heard in the army: "Eh, there's a turtle/head thing coming out of the wall!"

Then the sleepy man on the side spit out a groov like a knife: "Yes, yes...... Let the post-production guys mosaic him. ”

Tens of thousands of grass and mud horses poured through the lieutenant's heart: "God! What a terrible word! What a filthy thought this is! Lao Tzu has never dared to be so publicistic when he looks at Xiao Huang's dirty thoughts! These two guys are too reckless and bold!" No way, after all, these two goods are "real people" with "clear state of mind."

Although he was very hurt in his heart, the lieutenant also understood that the first thing to do at this time should be to ask his superiors. He resisted the urge to give the order to open fire on the two teases and reported the situation.

Within a few minutes, Major Steggar's voice came over the walkie-talkie: "Let them let some of them show their sincerity first, and if there is no problem, they will protect the hostages and withdraw, but they must leave someone to watch them! "Well, it goes without saying who the four most reliable guys are in terms of combat effectiveness, and Major Stiga wants to give his brothers a chance to get a good fight.

"Roger!" the lieutenant agreed, but a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes. Dissatisfied to dissatisfied, but the action was not delayed, and immediately grabbed the medicine according to the prescription and put forward his own requirements.

Mr. Filari naturally nodded like pounded garlic. But he knew that the two armies were at war and that his integrity was Xiang (can't he just say that the soldiers are not tired of cheating?), he still added: "Don't think about leaving the extra people in the tower, we don't know, all retreat to the place outside the tower where I can see you!" At the same time, he pointed to a window not far away, and the southeast of the tower could be seen from the small hanging window the size of a television that could only be opened at 45 degrees. Firali meant that the retreating personnel had to be within this small field of vision before he could continue to release the hostages.

When the lieutenant heard this, he secretly cursed, "Cunning Middle Eastern monkey!" Originally, he really had the idea of repairing the plank road openly and secretly Chen Cang, but now he could only reluctantly guarantee Filari to evacuate. Soon, several elderly hostages were released first, giving the illusion that terrorists really seemed to have some humanistic care.

At this time, the ill-intentioned SWAT captain found the lieutenant, and the two Wang/Ba looked at the mung bean and hit it off. Like a pair of good friends, I walked to the side and hooked shoulders and didn't know what to discuss. In short, the eyes always keep drifting to the "non-stop" foursome, obviously not playing any good ideas.

Soon, Mr. Lieutenant announced the next arrangement. Sure enough, the non-stop quartet was asked to evacuate with the large force. Don't think that this is some noble reason for "preserving elite soldiers", this is purely to kick them away and prevent these four ruffians from continuing to steal credit.

"Even if the Styga kid gets the credit, he keeps making mistakes and wears them off, so it's better to give us a promotion!" thought the lieutenant, and took one of his brothers with him, and stayed with the SWAT captain and another SWAT officer. In his opinion, it may seem dangerous to stay and watch, but in fact it is possible that there is no need to fight at all. Moreover, separated by a layer of bulletproof glass, plus the Kevlar body armor on the body, unless you are directly shot in the head, you will be injured at most. So as long as you are careful, surveillance work is a military merit medal at your fingertips!

The large army quickly evacuated with the hostages in their arms, passing through one tragic point of battle on the way. Speaking of tragedy, the tragic ones are actually terrorists, and along the way, I saw several corpses of terrorists who were almost shot into a hornet's nest. This method of making the opponent die no longer is obviously a valuable experience that the US imperialist soldiers have retained after a bloody lesson. A few shots at a fallen vicious enemy can eliminate the possible danger once and for all, so why not? After all, bullets are cheaper than a huge pension.

After leaving the tower, seeing the wounded soldiers and special police officers who were carrying out initial wound treatment in the field medical tent not far away, the "non-stop" quartet, who was originally quite indignant, also figured it out: Although these little brothers are not very good at fighting, they have no merit and hard work, and the big brothers still don't rob them.

And Major Stiga saw that the "non-stop" quartet that had been sent to spy on terrorists for military merit actually came out, and he immediately understood that this was a small gesture made by the lieutenant who belonged to the faction in the army that was dissatisfied with him, but he had to snort coldly and secretly write it down, obviously now is not a good time to settle accounts.

What happened next was lackluster, and the evacuated soldiers and SWAT officers gathered under the hanging window designated by Mr. Filari as if they were being inspected by the chief. The terrorists released the hostages one by one like squeezing toothpaste, and it seemed that Hao Song and Edward had completely controlled the situation.

Amid the cheers of the hostages escaping, it was soon time to release the last of the hostages. There are many familiar figures in this batch of 8 hostages: such as two flight attendants, undercover security guards, female reporter Anne Hall, Chuan Bo, and three Chinese chefs. Hao Song had already returned the detonator to the terrorists, and he and Edward only had the last bargaining chip in their hands: Mr. Filari and his two lieutenants.

At this time, the undercover security guard was still showing off his acting skills, and he kept muttering brain-dead lines such as "Justice will win!", "Terrorist organizations will be defeated!", "Two Mr. Agents, you must come out alive!".

No matter how much the hostages who were traveling with him believed, Hao Song was too tired to do it anyway, and looked at this guy with poor acting skills with a smile and said: "Actually, you scum extras wish that Lao Tzu and Edward would die in it, and they will never be able to get out, right? If you really want 'justice will prevail', you spy will definitely die!"

The worries on the faces of the other hostages were very sincere, and they all knew that Hao Song and Edward had contributed to this great situation. And now their benefactors and heroes will stay behind to engage in a final confrontation with the terrorists, and in their view, the result will inevitably be nine deaths, or even ten deaths! Therefore, they will say their final goodbyes to the two warrant officers who are righteous and awe-inspiring and regard death as if they were at home!

At this moment, Hao Song and Edward's figures overlapped with the war martyrs and anti-terrorist heroes in history!

That's weird! Of course, these are their delusions. The actual situation was that Hao Song dug his nose with his little thumb and urged impatiently: "You guys should hurry up! What does it mean to have a gloomy expression like visiting the World War II Martyrs' Memorial? Be careful that we leave you behind for the New Year!" he said, ignoring the faces of the other terrorists like the bottom of a pot, and rubbed his finger on Majid, who was still unconscious.

It's only May now, and it goes without saying what it means to be left behind for the New Year, and the hostages who had turned back frequently just now to show their reluctance suddenly showed a look of horror on their faces and fled quickly. They only hate their parents now for not giving them six extra legs, otherwise they would have climbed the wall and gone downstairs like spiders.

Christina looked at Edward Miero fixedly and wanted to say something, but when it came to her mouth, she choked hard, and was forcibly pulled away by Angelina after such a short delay, leaving only a tactful sentence: "I'm waiting for you below!"

Edward Mierro stood still, looking in the direction of Christina's departure, as if he were carefully tasting and distinguishing a novel food that he had never tasted before.

"How can this girl's lines be the same as the villain who went to hell, and they are also very unlucky. It's a pity that the good atmosphere of romance and parting was broken by Hao Song's divine complaint.

["Don't expect the enemy to give you a sincere 'Truth or Dare' before they die, eighty percent of what awaits you is a bullet that will pull you to hell with you. - Lieutenant General Bergkamp