The soldiers were rippling the weeds, and the barbed wire at the entrance to the sewer was broken, with a hole in the middle just big enough for one person to pass through.

Entering the sewers and swimming all the way to a circular cistern above, the soldiers emerged one after another, and Andrews and Edward also went ashore, took off their helmets and shook the water inside.

There were chains tied to the top of the cistern, and next to it was a piece of high ground where the only iron gate to which access was locked.

"Damn, how do you get in? Are you sure you read that picture wrong?" Edward pushed the iron stained but five centimeters thick door, which didn't move.

Andrews glanced at the blueprint of the prison structure again, and it was true, it was the only way to enter the prison through the underground waterways.

"There's a quick-switching tooth engine there. Edward looked in the direction he was pointing, and it was indeed a device that was used to drain sewage, and tongues of fire erupted from the small nozzle next to the tooth engine.

There are about seven or eight rows of wheel teeth, one by one, and each time there is a gap for a person to lie through.

"How is this possible!" Edward cupped his heavy eyes, his tone in a negative tone.

Andrews didn't speak, but stared at the tooth engine with his chin propped up, his mind racing to calculate the time difference between the teeth.

On the high ground next to the cistern, there were more than two dozen soldiers, and the gear engine next to the iron gate was constantly turning, and each time it turned the flamepipe next to it, it would spew out a bright yellow flame, as if it were quenching.

"Give me a gun. Edward suddenly stretched out his hand and asked, he suddenly understood the severity of this task, it was not something that he could easily complete as a rookie who could only touch straws and containers in the Academy of Sciences.

Andrews handed him a gun and nodded thoughtfully, he probably knew the switching time of each gear.

Thinking that he lay sideways to the entrance of the gear engine, he tumbled into it.

The first gear lifted to reveal a narrow gap, and Andrews hurriedly rolled sideways to the next gear. A high-temperature flame erupted Fortunately, he wore a specially made rubber wetsuit that was waterproof and fire-resistant, and the flame lasted only a few seconds.

So Andrews didn't hurt. Safely passed through the gear engine and entered the inside, opening the heavy iron door.

"Soldiers, welcome to Alcatraz Prison. Andrews waved gentlemanly to greet the man standing outside the door.

......

Inside the prison, Yiyun walked on the iron bar at the top of the prison with a biochemical poison gas missile, and in the hidden iron door in front of him was the warden's room where Jobs was.

"My dear, the hour is up. Jobs stood on the screen, smiling with a threatening smile on his face, and the next second his face suddenly changed and he raised his voice in anger and shouted, "Stupid government! Do you think I really dare not kill them!"

This sudden shift. Live like a clown.

Jobs picked up the sharp knife on the wooden table and looked at the front hostage with cold eyes.

The snapping sound of leather shoe buckles on the floor, step by step like the pace of the devil, grips people's heartstrings.

The hostage at the front stared at the sharp knife in Jobs' hand, and his neck couldn't help but shrink back. I saw that Jobs was already standing in front of him, his face was facing away from the light, like a grim reaper, and the sharp knife in his hand reflected a white light, cold without a trace of temperature.

Jobs grabbed the hostage's head with one hand. Then there was a pig-killing howl in the warden's room. Jobs dragged the hostage directly to the table and pressed his head against the wooden table.

The prisoner's eyes were hollow, his body writhed in fear, and his mouth made a choked "whining" sound.

"Haha!" Jobs laughed like crazy. With a frown, he kicked the hostage's writhing body in dissatisfaction, grabbed the hostage's head and faced the screen, and a sharp knife rubbed against his neck, "See." Don't regret this knife. ”

The senior leaders on the other side of the screen had solemn faces, and the top leaders sitting at the front said with a calm expression: "Stop, 100 million will be transferred to your designated account immediately." Let them go right away!"

Jobs shook his fat body, and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Give you another five minutes, and if you don't see the money in five minutes, I will kill all the hostages!"

Minutes and seconds passed, and five minutes passed quickly.

Jobs' mobile phone rang, took it out and looked at it, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"The money has already been spent, please release him immediately. The serious face on the other side of the screen, the mouth closed one by one.

Jobs slowly raised his head, the sharp knife in his hand fell, and he spat out two words: "It's late." ”

"Plop!" the black head rolled off the table, and the bright red blood dripped down the edge of the table, staining the corner of the table red.

Looking at the people on the other side of the screen, they yelled in dissatisfaction, and the square screen went black, and the signal was cut off immediately.

People looked at the hideous head on the ground in horror, and the crowd suddenly erupted into a commotion, exploding like a pot.

Jobs carried a sharp knife, and a drop of blood flowed down the side of the knife, falling to the ground and blooming with blood.

He set his sights on a weak-looking hostage, who stumbled and stumbled to the ground.

Just as the sharp knife was about to fall, a strong hand grasped the edge of the knife, and the knife cut through the palm and spilled blood. Jobs looked up in surprise, and it was Yiyun's heroic face!

"Bang!" Yiyun snatched the sharp knife and pushed Jobs to the ground with his elbow.

The knife cut his hand through a big gap, but he didn't even frown, and he took the sharp knife towards Jobs step by step.

This fat man who deserves death!

A drop of blood fell on Jobs's face, and Jobs peed his pants in fright, then reacted and shouted, "Come on!"

The rest of the terrorists rushed over when they heard Jobs' voice, and Yiyun's eyes showed that the killer knife fell quickly towards Jobs's chest.

Jobs's fat body twisted, dodging the vital point, and his arm was cut out of the avenue, and blood suddenly gushed out like a column of water.

"Ouch!" Jobs staggered to his feet, dozens of enemies already surrounding him. Yiyun stopped assassinating the fat man and pulled out two guns from his waist.

"Click. The gun was pulled apart with two crisp sounds, and Yiyun rushed towards a less crowded breach. Kill an enemy with one shot and quickly rush out of the encirclement.

During this period, in order to prevent the biochemical gas missiles on his body from being hit, Yiyun used his body as protection several times, and was shot several times in his calf. (To be continued......)