"What the hell?!" Major Stiga saw from the night vision device that the tear gas/bullet was actually blocked back by the glass of Aloha Tower, and this time he was so shocked that his eggs were about to break, and his hands subconsciously clenched hard, almost not inserting the night vision device into his eye sockets!

Mo Yudao, who was standing beside him, also immediately widened his eyes, and his pupils contracted suddenly! But he quickly lowered his head and pondered, his face became more and more solemn, and finally he closed his eyes as if sensing something. It was half a minute before he loosened his frown slightly, but his face was still not good, and he only fixed his gaze on the side of Aloha Tower with a hint of anticipation. After a while, he seemed to see something, and his expression finally relaxed.

On the other hand, Bergkamp Lieutenant General on the side didn't know if he was really holding the Zhizhu or planning to forcibly play handsome (pretending/forced), in short, he was holding a teacup and pretending to be a big-tailed wolf, but he could still ask Stega relatively calmly what happened.

"It's not scientific!" Major Stega exclaimed after repeated confirmation, "How can a tear gas/bullet fired with a special catapult not break a few pieces of broken glass?!" As he spoke, he put down the night vision device from his face and looked at the two people beside him. Mo Yudao suddenly saw the two funny circle-shaped marks poked out by the night vision device on the cargo's eye sockets, and his face froze, and then he pursed his mouth and looked away slightly before holding back a laugh.

"Tear gas/bullet is not a shot put, it's normal to smash glass, right?" Bergkamp took a sip of tea and said calmly, after a few seconds, the old man who had stayed up all night and had a somewhat funny brain suddenly understood the logical relationship, "No! What are you talking about?! Aren't the two groups that were supposed to burst in through the window unable to complete the task?!"

Major Stiga nodded in panic, not noticing that Lieutenant General Bergkamp could not see his movements. Without any reaction from his old boss, he could only watch helplessly at the stalemate battle under Alohata, not knowing what to do.

At this time, a somewhat flustered voice came from the walkie-talkie in Major Stiga's hand: "Damn! That's high-strength bulletproof glass! Our second group can't break directly into the hostage location of the middle level of Aloha Tower! Sir! What should we do?!"

"Bulletproof glass!?Do you think it's magician David Copperfield!?The building documents show that the glass curtain wall of Aloha Tower is just ordinary tempered glass!?" Major Stiga was shocked when he heard the judgment of the front-line personnel, and it could even be regarded as a horror!

What is certain is the small glass curtain wall of the Aloha Tower, the texture of which was definitely not that damn high-strength bulletproof glass before. Even a week ago, no anomalies were found during a routine inspection before the annual thunderstorm season. Could it be that in just one week, the terrorists actually changed all the glass to high-strength bulletproof glass like magic under the noses of the Hawaiian officials?! It's just like you take a Qinglong Glaive knife to puncture the avoidance/pregnancy condom in the supermarket, and the possibility of not being detected is very small! (So everyone remember to use a fine needle~)

"What's the panic!?action first!" At this time, the old Bergkamp lieutenant general finally figured out the current situation, and lifted his spirits. He quickly got his mind right, and now was not the time to delve into the details. Mr. Lieutenant/General snatched the night vision device from Major Stiga's hand, and then shouted into the walkie-talkie, "The mission of the climbing group and the rappelling group has been changed to containment! The other groups are acting according to the original plan! Move faster! We have no time to delay!"

Originally, because there was a completely unexpected mistake in the information and intelligence during the operation, the special police officers who were in a mess and chaotic could only rely on night vision devices to shoot at the terrorists in the tower indiscriminately. Suddenly, he received the direct command of Mr. Lieutenant General in the walkie-talkie, and these special police officers with strong execution immediately took action.

One group of them began to break through the staircase at the bottom of the tower, while the group that had been climbing the window found cover for a cover shot. The roar of helicopters could also be heard in the night, and a team of SWAT officers rappelled down to the viewing platform at the top of the Aloha Tower.

It's just that by this time, Filari had ordered the terrorists to use diesel generators to restore the lighting of Aloha Tower, and the original night vision advantage of the SWAT was gone. To make matters worse, whether it's the staircase on the first floor or the staircase on the top floor, the terrorists have long since set up some temporary barriers and are heavily guarded, and it takes a lot of time to clean them up. Almost at the same moment, all the SWAT officers entered into a stalemate with the terrorists who occupied the territory!

Because of the magic variables of the glass curtain wall, the tactics of multi-point flowering can only form an upward and downward attack for the time being, and such a troublesome situation will greatly prolong the time of the operation, and even lead to the failure of the operation! The hostage rescue party urgently needs a new variable!

Now let's rewind the clock a bit and see what happened to Hao Song in Tanei.

At 5:48:37 a.m., the film crew, which had stayed up all night, was about to head to the kitchen to film the chefs who woke up early to prepare breakfast. The so-called film crew is Hao Song, Anne Hall and Ma Buge, when Ma Buge heard Mr. Ferrali tell him to accompany (supervise) the whole process of filming, this guy's whole face was black.

"It looks like you're getting along pretty well with Grecell, and you've offered to go to the bathroom with him or something. Then please accompany them!, and inform me of any situation at once!" said Mr. Filari.

"It's a good relationship, a salted duck egg!, Lao Tzu can't wait to kill this bastard with the butt of a gun!" Ma Buge wanted to roar like this, but in the face of the orders of the respected Mr. Ferrali, he could only do this drudgery to deal with the person he least wanted to see now.

At the moment, he was waiting outside the toilet with boredom and sleepiness, and couldn't help but yawn. Then he was reminded by the sense of smell that inhaled a large amount of strange gases, walked a few steps away with a green face, and avoided the mouth of the garbage pipe, and then took a deep breath with confidence.

Previously, female reporter Anne Hall said that she wanted to go to the toilet when she passed by, and Hao Song also said that she planned to "tidy up her appearance" by the way. Originally, it was best to have two terrorists accompany and monitor in this situation, but due to the need to take turns overnight, the terrorists were understaffed, and Hao Song and Anne-Hall had always been quite cooperative, so the two were accompanied by only Ma Buge.

After a few deep breaths, Ma Buge finally felt that the air was a little fresher. Hao Song and the female reporter walked out one after the other. Ma Buge looked at Hao Song's messy hair and unimproved dead fish eyes as always, and was about to make a few sarcastic remarks about his "appearance". Then the whole Aloha Tower suddenly went dark!

Brother Ma Bu was shocked, subconsciously pointed a gun at Hao Song, and shouted: "Squat down with your head in your hands and don't move!" and then wanted to use the walkie-talkie to inquire about the situation. But at this moment, Mr. Filari's voice came over the walkie-talkie, and he quickly explained the situation and stabilized the morale of the army, and issued a series of specific orders. Brother Ma Bu also calmed down when he heard his voice, and his heart was full of admiration for Mr. Filali.

However, at this time, Hao Song, who was squatting on the ground and holding his head, spoke: "Mr. Ass." There's one thing I think I have to tell you. The voice was a little playful, but also a little relaxed.

"Hey, stinky boy! That title is rude! Isn't it just that you have been whipped a few times!? Where has it bloomed! Do you want to be itchy and want to be hit a few times!?" Ma Buge was obviously aroused by the attack of the military and Hao Song's ridicule.

Hao Song ignored him and continued to say calmly: "Reintroduce myself, I am a warrant officer affiliated with Hickam Air Force Base in Hawaii, Grexiu S. Hao!

The audience was silent, and both listeners were stunned. Of course, the content of their surprise was not the same, and Ma Buge had a surprised expression on his face, "Are you kidding me, or are you tired of looking for death?" In his opinion, no matter whether Hao Song was telling the truth or nonsense, that remark seemed very inconsistent, and it was not something that a normal person could say.

You must know that the terrorists have not yet fallen into the upper hand in the general situation at this time, and even the bulletproof glass that appeared inexplicably still has some psychological advantages. As for the small situation, the AK-74 in Ma Buge's hand was pointing at this goods, and with a slight pull of the trigger, Hao Song immediately became honeycomb coal. So no matter how you look at this product, you are crazy and have brain cramps.

Female reporter Anne Hall was so frightened that she was about to enter menopause ahead of schedule, and scolded wildly: This person has a nervous illness! The old lady has been helping him hide his identity as a spy, but this pig's brain has jumped out of the water and openly confessed his identity! He is completely a pig teammate! Even if you want to cooperate with the inside and the outside at this time, you will first subdue this terrorist with a flowering ass! And you still hold your head in your hands, squat on the ground, and say your military rank with a degraded face, persuading the other party to surrender? What kind of persuasion is this! It's really kneeling to persuade others to surrender! It's over! I'm going to die! By the way! I must have been too tired to go to the toilet and accidentally fell asleep on the toilet, and I actually dreamed of this unrealistic scene, haha, it must be like this, just wake up quickly, and finally she has begun to escape from reality.

Hao Song didn't seem to think the atmosphere was weird enough, and said again: "I think at this time, no matter what I said is true or not, what you think in your mind is to give me a few rifle butts to vent your long-standing grievances, right?"

Brother Ma Bu was originally a little stunned, and planned to ask cautiously, after all, Mr. Firali asked to treat them politely, and he felt that it was a little inappropriate to do it without saying a word. However, after Hao Song finished saying this, Brother Ma Bu suddenly remembered the humiliation of being teased by this bastard for a while, and saw that this guy looked like he had no resistance, but he dared to teach himself what to do in such a bad tone.

"Don't you really dare to beat you when Lao Tzu!?" Just as he swung the butt of his gun viciously and smashed it into Hao Song's head quickly, he happened to meet Hao Song's face with a playful smile!

Ma Buge's pupils contracted violently, and he wanted to stop and report the situation here first, so he reached for the walkie-talkie on his chest with one hand.

"It's too slow!" A very arrogant voice suddenly sounded behind Ma Buge, so startled that the cold hairs on his back stood up. At the same time, he felt his throat being pinched by the hand that had been very strong, and in an instant, there was an unbearable pain in his throat and the back of his neck!

"Ho-ho-ho!" he tried to scream, but his throat was crushed but he couldn't make a sound, and he tried to press the walkie-talkie, but he couldn't feel his body. He could only lie on the ground weakly, looking at the tall, thin and handsome man with blond hair who was moving the fingers of his left hand in front of him, his heart was full of remorse and shock

["When people are angry and shocked, their attention becomes narrow and single-minded: they can only focus on the things that trigger the anger and shock, and ignore the situation around them. - Grecius-S. Hao]