The somewhat dented and wrinkled steel door of the command car was gently pushed open and pulled out of it...... Ah no, what came out was the Tang Hongstick Hall Master who turned around and didn't forget to say goodbye to Mr. Zhong/General and Daoist Mo again.

After leaving the command car, Hall Master Tang greeted Young Stega from a distance, who had just returned to the command car. Then he walked around a street corner, and after observing the situation around him seemingly casually but comprehensively, he took out a non-smartphone that seemed to be very outdated, and took out a temporary mobile phone card out of nowhere, put it on and turned it on. Then he took out a small translucent film, on which were written five Chinese words that Chinese couldn't help but sing when they saw it: "Bite the medicine and make trouble", but Tang Hall Master entered the number "3692268" according to it.

After the phone was connected, a low Chinese question came from the microphone: "Dare to ask where to find sandalwood?"

"Persuade the king to hang the southeast branch. Tang Tang replied in a friendly tone in Chinese with a slight Hokkien accent. Unfortunately, the content of his answer sounded rather unfriendly.

In the face of Tang Hall Master's seemingly nonsensical persuasion to hang himself, the other end of the phone was still calm, and continued to ask: "Where is the southeast branch?" This time it suddenly changed to five words.

"Ten thousand miles east of the South China Sea. However, Tang Hall Master was still right with seven words. If some obsessive-compulsive disorder sufferers or literary and artistic youths heard this, they would probably be like mourning and going crazy: How could anyone talk such black words? The battle was not neat at all! Didn't Hongmen, who went to sea during the Ming and Qing dynasties, claim to be the most orthodox inheritor of Chinese Han culture? Then learn to make up black words again after learning the right pairs!

In fact, the low-end mobile phones, the untidy battles, and the unexpected responses are all for the sake of intelligence secrecy. The experience of the Zhi Gong Party in this regard is like the weathered and time-tested black fungus.

"The granary has lost some Eco and long poles. The wolf cub wagged his tail at the Hu slaves. The old cow is quite honest. After the other party said these three clueless sentences, he hung up the phone directly. Only Tang Hongzhu was left in place with a pensive expression.

Soon Tang Hall Master looked up in the direction of Aloha Tower, pinching and smashing the mobile phone card while stuffing the small film into his mouth. At the same time, he whispered to himself: "Situ family, is the contact target that blonde Eastern European, Edward Mierro...... Fortunately, I got some intelligence support from the Night's Watch family, otherwise it would be really difficult to guard against......" After a pause, he smacked his lips, and said: "This glutinous rice paper seems to have mint added, and it tastes refreshing after eating, and it tastes good......"

After speaking, he glanced at the special police officers who were conducting the exercise in the distance, and Director Shafour, who was standing on the side of the temporary exercise site, with a grim face and angry face, commanding the anti-terrorism exercise. "What a pity! It's quite a pleasure to cooperate with you~ If you are a few percentage points less in the distribution of the smuggling profits of our Zhi Gong Party, maybe I still need to hesitate for a few seconds when considering whether to betray you~" After saying that, the person in charge of the Zhi Gong Party in Honolulu left gracefully.

However, just here, 164 meters away, Eduard Miero sits by the window of a second-floor restaurant of a hotel, with a long German sausage stuffed in his mouth like a chicken...... Ahem, like an elephant, watching the Tang Hall Master leave while eating.

"Hmm...... He seems to have stolen something good behind everyone's back...... I'm a little concerned. Edward Mierro ate what was in front of him, and he was still thinking about the mint glutinous rice paper eaten by the Tang Hall Master 164 meters away, "In addition, what is the 3692278?"

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At a window in Aloha Tower, Mr. Filari, who once again wrapped himself in a black robe, looked solemnly at the anti-terrorism exercise in full swing a few hundred meters away.

A terrorist to his left asked in a rugged male voice, "Mr. Filari." If you think those flies are too annoying, we can shoot them?" he said, raising the AK-74 in his hand.

The terrorists on the other side of Mr. Filari immediately retorted in her shrill female voice: "Majid! Think about it with your beetle brain! If the situation really turns into a confrontation between the two sides, we will definitely be at a big disadvantage with fewer people!"

"Beetle brains? I remember cutting it open before, and it was not full of muscles and trachea?...... Stinky/Son, you dare to scold me?!" Majid finally realized that he was actually scolded by a woman! This is a great shame for a Middle Eastern man with a very high social status, just like the emperor of China was pushed back/raped by a palace maid who cleaned the house!

He was furious and said, "It's a big deal to push those damned hostages to the window! That's why I say that weak and incompetent women still obediently do housework at home and serve men in bed! It is useless to go to school or work or anything! In the end, you are just men's property! Jihad is not something you lowly women can directly participate in!"

The female terrorist was obviously a little panicked by the anger of the tall Majid, but she still said stiffly: "Don't compare me with those women in the Middle East!" It is said that foreign women also face discrimination in Islamic countries, and it is true.

"That's enough!" Mr. Filari snorted dissatisfiedly, and only after the two subordinates were indignantly silenced did he say slowly, "Majid, it seems that you still do not understand the will of the saint thoroughly. If it was just a general terrorist attack, then we could have gone on a killing spree in Aloha Square and blew up Aloha Tower. But what's the difference between that and a normal terrorist organization? What ISIS needs is a different image. After all, our goal is to build a country!" these words were addressed to Majid, and Firali was secretly pulling the sidelines.

"I can't get my head around, it's really hard to understand...... Anyway, I will only fight, as long as it is the saint and your orders, I will do it. Majid scratched his beard and said helplessly. But he didn't want to be easily soft in front of women, so he added: "But a lowly woman doesn't want to point fingers at me!"

The woman sensed Filari's attitude and said arrogantly, "A beetle brain full of muscles and empty farts doesn't allow anyone else to command you?

Majid was obviously not highly educated, and was surprised: "What?!What heresy are you spreading??Is black witchcraft?Allah will punish you! Witch!"

"Shut up, both of you!" Mr. Filari had a headache, knowing that it would be difficult for a very traditional male Muslim and a female Muslim who had grown up under Islamic feminism to agree on equality between men and women. Traditional Muslim men are inherently machismo, as evidenced by the inhumane female circumcision practiced in many places for many years.

So he quickly changed the subject: "If they want to conduct a demonstration, then let them go." It also allows our people to see the strength of the other party and have a psychological and tactical preparation. Moreover, we cannot rule out the possibility that the other side may use the exercise as a cover to advance into a combat attack. Our only advantage is the hostages and the Aloha Tower, so we must not let the enemy break into the tower, so let the brothers be on guard!"

The two terrorists answered, but Majid was visibly reluctant to agree, like a pit bull in need of weight loss being kicked out of the kitchen. So in order to boost morale, Filari added: "Of course, it is not enough to always give those hooligans a civilized set. As long as they dare to act rashly, it will be our turn to show them violence! Salute first and then soldier is king!" he said with a strong sense of confidence.

In fact, without Filali's command, flares and gunfire would have put the terrorists on red alert. Those who were on guard a little closer to the window could not resist even aiming their guns at the makeshift exercise ground in the distance. These wild soldiers have obviously been intimidated by the well-trained and well-equipped special police of the US imperialists.

Not to mention the dazzling unhesitating tactical coordination of the assault, the weapons and equipment alone are enough to make the terrorists fearful: the weapon on display now is the M4A1 carbine/gun, a standard weapon suitable for special operations, with high accuracy at close range, strong deterioration, and low secondary damage. Specifically, it is to use this thing to hit people and basically stop as soon as they are beaten, just like every bullet has a "fixation technique", and it is not easy to have a jump/egg that may shoot a hostage in the face...... Ricochet splash damage.

The SWAT officers wore Kevlar synthetic body armor that was five times lighter and stronger than steel, and the Night Watch University's standard body armor was not much stronger than this. In addition to the Kevlar body armor, there is also a bulletproof vest with a lightweight bulletproof plate inside, and this set is worn by SWAT officers who are all Ninja Turtles with their own turtle shells.

Other equipment is like a checker/Locke/gun, walkie-talkie, and a backpack with a flashlight that is bright enough to light up a blind titanium dog's eye. It is estimated that there are also respirators, night vision devices and the like in the backpack. By the way, in some cases, such a thing as a respirator will eliminate the favorite artificial respiration scene from the source, which is the ruthless stifler of various bloody god plots......

On the other hand, the equipment of the terrorists is relatively shabby, and the weapons are only AK-74 assault infantry/gun, M21 sniper/infantry/gun and M9 pistol. But considering that in Hawaii, where martial law is so tight, it is quite powerful to get AK-74s and M21s as tourists. In fact, the only unofficial forces in the local area are capable of doing this, and it is no wonder that Bergkamp was the first to suspect them.

"Good...... Is this the US imperialist SWAT? It feels like it only takes five people to wipe us out......" A skinny terrorist with an AK-74 showed half of his face full of worry.

Next to him was a veteran who had just been replaced from the sniper/strike position with an M21 on his shoulder: "Don't be discouraged! Their equipment and coordination are indeed better than ours." But those of us ISIS fighters from places like Iraq and Afghanistan have truly been baptized by brutal warfare!"

At this time, a lazy underbeat voice sounded beside them: "And these clowns are flares and shoot, but they don't attack, what's the difference between this and fireworks~"

"What a metaphor!" "It's very vivid!" The two terrorists agreed, and subconsciously looked over, only to see a lazy man wearing a copper-patterned trench coat on a black background, standing in front of them with a calm face with his hands on his side! Then the two terrorists shouted in unison, one with a gun and the other with a knife, "I'll wipe it! Who are you!"

["In this world, only food or energy is worth pursuing!" - Edward Miello]