The expected laxity of Bergkamp soon followed, as Hao Song and Anne Hall were in high spirits filming a documentary (talk show?), and the terrorists were doing their best to cooperate with the filming under Mr. Ferrali's orders, and it was inevitable that there would be distraction and reduced surveillance. In the monitoring room of the US imperialist communication group, this "broken heart!" situation was naturally counted.

However, he was quite jealous of the strength of the US imperialist special police, and he had been paying attention to Mr. Filali outside the window, but he only found that the number of people participating in the anti-terrorism exercise had increased, and there was no change in others. It seems that just the remaining SWAT officers are idle and have joined the exercise. This made him breathe a sigh of relief and feel a huge pressure at the same time, because he had no idea what tricks the US imperialist military was playing. I can only tell the brothers to cheer up and be careful.

"With the help of the saints sent down by Allah, our Islamic State will surely rise! And we, the servants of Allah, should follow the guidance of Allah conveyed by the saints and lay the first foundation for the establishment of the holy kingdom!" Mr. Filali comforted and encouraged himself, "The saints have prepared everything for us, and the US imperialist special police have nothing to fear." All we have to do is follow the map! We will live up to the expectations of Allah and the saints, and let the end of this operation be remembered by all!" Thinking this, Firali's expression became firm again.

After carefully observing the anti-terrorism exercise outside the window, Mr. Filari saw something strange this time: although the scale of the exercise has increased at the moment, the quality has decreased somewhat. The terrorist was overjoyed and said: "I have long heard that the police department in Hawaii has a false appearance, but now it seems that it has been absent for a long time and cannot cope with the big scene!

Happy is happy, Mr. Filari has not slackened, and his orders to his subordinates are still strictly guarded. And before the rainy day, the hostages were gathered again. The hapless hostages had already had two meals left unfed and were in a constant state of tension, and now they didn't have the energy to play tricks. It is just centralized to facilitate care and save manpower, which can be described as wishful thinking-

The starlight flowed, 9 hours passed, and before I knew it, most of the night had passed. In this way, the terrorists who were on full guard were first nervous, then tired, and finally watched blankly as the flares outside the window were replaced by huge mobile searchlights, and they did not know how many items were changed in the anti-terrorist exercises outside the blockade circle, and even for a period of time, they were so poor that they actually walked in line and started military gymnastics! It really made people laugh and cry, and they couldn't help but wonder whether these guys were here to demonstrate or to sell cuteness.

"Ah~~" A terrorist lazily leaned against the window, staring down with bloodshot eyes that could not be opened, while yawning a long wayn, and said: "These animals have been making trouble all night, aren't they tired? Grandpa, I'm tired of watching!" Anyone who has not slept all night by a group of immoral gadgets, headlights and gunshots will be as weak and angry as him.

"Hey, this night is probably just a bluff, after all, we have hostages. Another colleague sat cross-legged against the wall with his eyes closed. They work shifts every hour and a half, and although they can't sleep, it's great to squint for a while.

"That's right. At night, such a good opportunity didn't even come to attack, causing the grandfathers to wait in vain. These American imperialists are really gutsless, but their endurance to do stupid things is worthy of admiration. It's almost 6 a.m., so let's get ready for the shift. The-eyed guy sneered at the U.S. imperialist military in dissatisfaction, and then stretched out as he looked at the still dark horizon in the distance.

However, in the darkest hour before dawn, the searchlights that had been on for almost the night suddenly went out! The power of Aloha Tower also suddenly went out, and the neighborhood seemed to be swallowed by the demons of the night, and suddenly fell into darkness!

Before the people could scream in terror. "Boom!boom!" A series of short, heart-wrenching gunshots rang out, and the terrorist sitting against the wall heard the "click" of shattered glass in his ears, and his partner collapsed to the ground as if the doll had suddenly broken the line!

He looked at his colleague who was twitching slightly in front of him, listening to the incessant gunshots, and his numb expression was still a little stunned. At this moment, Mr. Ferrali's roar was heard from the walkie-talkie: "Enemy attack!! pay attention to the main entrance and windows!

He woke up from a dream, grabbed the AK-74 at his feet, stood up, and hid by the window to look out. I saw that several heavily armed special police officers suddenly appeared under the tower! They held M4A1 to suppress the window, and at the same time, a special police officer carrying a large-caliber device that looked like a riot gun was aimed at the window.

"Why did they suddenly appear here?!" The terrorists were surprised that the SWAT officers, who were still conducting an "anti-terrorist exercise" in the distance a second before the power cut, suddenly appeared under the tower, but they didn't have time to think about it now.

"And that's tear gas?!" The terrorists quickly recognized the tear gas artifact with a high appearance rate in this anti-terrorist riot scene, which completely surpassed the forced tear gas weapon of Korean dramas and onions.

"Boom!", a round, explosive tear gas/canister was ejected and flew straight towards the window where he was!!

"Hehe, the terrorists would never have imagined that we would suddenly attack at this time. Major Stiga said maliciously as he looked at the pitch-black Aloha Tower in the distance through a night vision device.

"Yesterday at about 21 o'clock, while the enemy was slack, we replaced the special police with some soldiers for an all-night exercise, and let the elite and professional anti-terrorist special police go to rest, which is the second operational stage of the noise assault plan. It's barely a plan for Li Daitao's stiff and tired soldiers!" Mo Yudao stood beside Major Stega and smiled humbly. Although he didn't wear a night vision goggle, he still stared intently in the direction of Aloha Tower, where the gunfire was undulating.

"Finally, there is the third phase of the operation: at the darkest hour before dawn, the power in the tower is suddenly cut off and the searchlights are turned off. After a night of rest under cover, the fierce SWAT officers attacked from the sewers and launched a fast attack directly!" Lieutenant General Bergkamp seemed to calmly hold a cup of tea, looked at the two young people around him who helped him conceive and formulate a plan with appreciation, and said with a sigh, "What an amazing plan!"

From the boastful and complacent words of these three guys, the context of this surprise attack, which is rich in the wisdom of Chinese tactics, is clear. To put it at the high-end, it is a set of strategy combination punches to startle the snake, Li Dai Taozhuang, and wait for work with ease. In layman's terms, it is the trick of disturbing the people with noise first, shoddy, and finally blowing the lamp and pulling out the wax, and taking advantage of the fire to rob, and you don't need to think about it to know that it is Mo Yudao, a bull-nosed Taoist priest with a bad stomach, who came up with the idea, and should really call the "3.15" consumer association and the judicial authorities to check this goods.

There is nothing surprising as to the military's decision to take the risk of an assault. Chinese and foreign governments have always been ruthless in their crackdowns against terrorists, and they will fight when they have the conditions to roll up their sleeves and roll up their sleeves if they don't. And the reason why there is kung fu and Filali to grind them this time is indeed because of public opinion and hostages, and on the other hand, it is the lack of strategic intelligence.

After the previously inferior public opinion was brought back to the balance by Major Stiga, the Hawaiian media, suppressed by Lieutenant General Bergkamp, began to fall into a collective silence. The US imperialist military has also untied the first shackle of action: public opinion.

After obtaining detailed information about the situation inside the tower from Hao Song, the US imperialist military was able to formulate a plan based on the construction drawings of the Aloha Tower, which unlocked the second shackle of the operation: intelligence.

In the early hours of this morning, the time is fully ripe for US imperialism to launch a surprise attack and decide the winner in one fell swoop!

Wait a minute, you say there is a third shackle: What should the hostages do? If you seriously consider this issue, then you are too naïve! Since you have already controlled public opinion, as long as the hostages do not die so much that they cannot account for it! Anyway, judging from past experience, casualties are always inevitable.

In the hijacking of Israel's Lotte Airport, which has been described as "the most successful hostage rescue in history", six hostages and two commandos were injured against only four terrorists. Now the Hawaiian military needs to rescue 50 hostages who were being held by 18 death-defying terrorists, and to be honest, as long as there are no more than half of the casualties, Lieutenant General Bergkamp feels that he can make a difference.

Gossip aside, let's get down to business. More than a dozen explosive tear gas/bombs were fired into the windows of Aloha Tower almost simultaneously, and everyone could almost make up the scene of the next second they smashed the shattered glass and exploded in the room, causing the terrorists to collectively "beat their chests and feet, and cry bitterly"!

However, the reality is very grotesque and ironic, these metal shell tear gas/bullets that weigh as much as watermelons, when they are thrown at a speed of 10 meters per second on the glass that has been broken by bullets, they actually bounce back!! only to see that the cracked glass bent an amplitude visible to the naked eye, and then one by one the explosive tear gas/bullets fell back with ironic curves!

"I'm going to be the whole family of the president of the military industrial enterprise! I can't even let go of the Chihuahuas he raised!" The special police must have collapsed in their hearts at this moment. The clever one of them shouted "Shet!" and quickly lay down, but a few were stunned by the surrealist anime-like scene!

They were stunned, as if they had seen a ghost, watching the tear gas/bullet fall in front of their eyes, just subconsciously raised their hands to cover their faces, and then watched it explode "bang!". They felt the impact of the explosion and the heat wave blowing themselves down, but their minds were full of "I have hallucinations, right?", "I didn't wake up from my sleep?", "Is this tear gas/bomb produced by the North Stick?", "It turns out that the North Stick has also exported weapons to our US imperialists!", "Look at the power of this explosion, it is quite in the style of our US imperialists!"

In such a wave of unprepared "tear gas/bullet counterattack", 30 elite SWAT officers injured 4 at once. Although the loss of personnel is not large, the psychological blow is very serious, just like you find out that your wife is a superb rotten girl, she sold you to a black brother who is 2 meters tall and fierce, and is still waiting to enjoy the show!

The situation has taken a turn for the worse!

["I should have thought that if there are things that are mixed up by the sages of the Creation Realm, the plot will always be unexpected. - Kidney Deficiency Dao Chang Mo Yu Dao]