"Have you forgotten something important?" Honrah interrupted the caliph and pouted his long beard toward the door of the large dressing room. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info"I was hooded when I was pushed in, but I could clearly hear an envoy bring you something......"

"Oh, I'm sorry!" the caliph sheathed, "I'm so excited—I haven't checked if the first two quid pro quo have been met. ”

"Exchange what?" said Ben Laden didn't seem to be done yet.

"Use your freedom plus the freedom of the Great Isetan Province in exchange for the world's top scholars here. The caliph swept his arm in the direction of the sofa, "Well, they are all the ones who influence the course of human history, and if there is any one, the development of science and technology may be delayed for decades." ”

As he spoke, he walked towards Bauer, who was standing in front of the door with his hands bowed down.

"Are you the special envoy of ......the president?

Suddenly, the whole room shook violently, the ceiling buzzed, and a lot of dust was spilled.

A dull roar rang out from all directions, a little distant, but very real.

The two oil pot magic vessels on the side of the wall were shaken a few times, and the space-time door on the wall fluctuated greatly.

Everyone in the room looked at each other.

Most of the scientists are old and accustomed to the wind and rain in the world, and a bald old man calmly commented, "It's not an earthquake. California has indeed had an overactive geological plate this year, and Los Angeles officials have also issued a warning. But no, what I heard from my hearing aids was a directional plosive sound in at least four directions. ”

Another old man in sunglasses pouted, "Henry, you think you're a leading crustal scientist, and we believe your conclusion on engineering blasting? As an authority on space dynamics, I can tell you quite responsibly that this is the sound of an oil tank exploding, a big oil tank. And at least six!"

The bald old man was not convinced, "When did aerospace dynamics start studying fuel tanks? Could it be that your next-generation vehicle is still marching to Mars with the fuel tanks of classic cars? In addition, an explosion is an explosion, how can you tell if it is not the vibration effect caused by TN.T or C.4?"

The old man in sunglasses was still dismissive, "I've heard a lot, and I naturally feel it." The popping sound of different materials in my ears immediately translates into different forms of shock wave images. It's not a ...... that a nerd like you can understand."

The two were about to debate, but were interrupted by the caliph. "Hehe, it looks like the bed bugs outside can't stand it. ”

This inference was immediately verified. There was a rustling sound from the wireless walkie-talkie on his shoulder, and a voice sounded randomly, "Mullah, the first ring is triggered, and the six police sniper points around the theater have been blown up, and the radius of 200 meters has been cleared." ”

......

Outside the Kodak Theatre, smoke fills the air. Collapsed ruins can be seen everywhere.

A high-ranking sergeant was desperately driving in the opposite direction of the theater, holding the steering wheel in one hand and the hand platform in the other, shouting, "My SWAT, a whole six sniper teams! All of them are hung up on the roof! The Thunderbolt squads guarding the various buildings are also buried alive!"

"What weapon?RPGGs?" asked from the hand desk in the same panic.

"It's not a damn bazooka, it's a tanker! a big tanker truck parked underneath those buildings! These bastards predicted all of our locations and parked there beforehand......"

"Hurry back to the next street corner and set up a bigger ambush circle! I will arrange for the National Guard, who has just arrived, to assemble there as well!"

The sheriff's police car met several trucks at the next street corner, and dozens of heavily armed National Guardsmen jumped out. The police car came to a halt and the sheriff poked his head out and asked, "Who is in charge?"

"It's me, Major Benjamin of the 40th Mechanized Infantry Division. What's up ahead?" A black man in a black helmet and body armor ran over, and the rank on his shoulder was eye-catching.

"Hung up. All my elite ......" the sheriff wanted to cry without tears.

Benjamin was speechless for a moment, then comforted, "At least you're still alive." Are you watching the live broadcast? It's full of international terrorists, and the city police are simply sending them to death to deal with this. Leave it to me—six hundred men besides my brothers here, who have blocked all the street entrances from all directions. ”

"Don't let them rush in!"

"Rest assured, all points are almost equidistant from the target, so you can move in unison when launching a surprise attack......"

Before he could finish speaking, the second round of sudden loud explosions drowned out the rest of the sentence. Buildings in all four directions of the street where they were located collapsed towards the center of the intersection, and the flying masonry was pushed by the shock wave, burying everyone and all their cars underneath.

The sheriff's head was stuck between the smashed car window, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and one hand was clutching the other black severed hand outside the window, "...... You militia...... Not really...... It's all about sending ...... to death."

The owner of the big black hand did not answer, and Major Benjamin of the 40th Mechanized Infantry Division had been pressed against the side of the car by a huge concrete slab, and the rest of the man had been flattened into a picture compared to the relatively intact severed hand.

......

In the Kodak Theater, in the luxurious dressing room backstage, the second round of shaking had just subsided, and the dust was still flying in the air.

A few old pedants with a bad trachea were covering their mouths and coughing.

Rustling...... The walkie-talkie on the caliph's shoulder rang again, "Mullah, the second ring is triggered." The smoke and dust are very large, and the full video cannot be observed for the time being. It is estimated that at least 700 California National Guards have been wiped out......"

"Ghee, well done!" said the caliph, smug as he said, "Your prediction is very accurate—"

"Hehe, it has to be. Anyway, I'm also a terrifying soldier trained by an American instructor. They were reluctant to die, so they taught us everything, and everyone used the same textbook for all kinds of tactical thinking. ”

"Yes, it's just that they didn't expect that all of this shared knowledge was used for the Alepbers to kill each other, at least some of it was used for their own homes. This is a vivid example of self-reaping the consequences. ”

“...... Yes, but I guess the three-ring explosion point is probably not needed. They may use air strikes, such as drones...... But there will be no missiles, after all, the hostages are on the spot. ”

"Well, I trust your instincts. It seems that your device can come in handy, anyway, the live broadcast is over, so let all the electronic devices be destroyed by your magnetic storm. We will be retreating to the Divine Domain in ten minutes, are you ready to die for the Lord alone?"

“...... Yes. Please believe in my convictions. I'll personally send the most beautiful mushroom cloud to California, compared to which the Dark Canyon cooling tower accident is just an appetizer for the wild dogs. Please pray for me......"

"Bless you, Allah beckons to you in the Kingdom of Heaven. The last sentence of the caliph was extremely deep and seemed to be full of respect for the fearless followers.

The call was interrupted, leaving the room dead silent.

Everyone present knew what these dialogues meant.

"Alright, let me take a look at the scrap paper you brought. The caliph took the large folder from Bauer's hand and looked down through it, "You think I will believe that Opema will be able to convince Congress and the United Nations in six hours, and at the same time sign a document recognizing the status of Great Isetan and call on all evil allies to withdraw? ”

The document is thick, page by page.

Bauer shrugged his shoulders, "I suggest you take a closer look, there will always be miracles." After all, you have plenty of chips. No one can afford to lose the world's top scholars on their own soil. Auburnma is no exception, and with he's retiring, it's not a good time to do something. ”

"Hmm...... Very convincing. The caliph looked up at Bauer, as if he had finally taken a touch of importance to him. Then he lowered his head and flipped through it, "If these documents are fakes, they are also beautifully made fakes." But even if they were true, Oppenma was so confused that he met all my demands, and he would soon regret it! because what happened next was a pain he couldn't bear......"

Bauer suddenly moved, and quickly plunged the pen in his hand, which seemed to be about to be handed to the caliph to sign, into the eye socket of the terrorist on his left, and straight to his brainstem!

At the same time, he dragged the muzzle of the automatic rifle in the man's hand and aimed it at the terrorist on his right. The rifle, reflexively pulling the trigger on the dying's conditioning, fired three bursts into his teammate's body accurately. Almost instantly, the two men guarding Bauer were killed.

The two leaders in the room also reacted, and one of them was the first to pick up his rifle - he needed to aim, because there was a caliph between him and Bauer.

The rifle was pulled back by a thick arm, straight across his own throat, and stuck in his neck. It's Schwarzen - the on-screen tough guy who's been holding back all night and finally starting to explode!

A bodybuilder in his sixties, that's also a bodybuilder. The mobilization of a horizontal training muscle is no less than the Ding Furnace of the Dancheng.

Another terrorist, fearing accidental injury, raised the butt of his rifle and smashed it on the back of the head of the former governor!

To his surprise, Schwarzen did not fall down immediately, but with a backhand, he twisted his head 120 degrees with his rifle, and with a click, the man's cervical vertebra was broken.

The former governor turned his head and glared at the man who smashed him in the back of the head, then ...... Finally, he fell on his back.

Before falling into a coma, he cursed, "! I can't train muscles for the hairy skull......

No one praised this joke, because everyone's attention was drawn to the hand-to-hand fight between Bauer and the caliphate.

Power, the fake presidential envoy and a senior agent of the real Ministry of Defense, shot very ruthlessly, and a series of short-range strikes did not drag the slightest bit of mud and water. The trick points to the point!

What's even more shocking is that the caliph, as the leader of the Great Isetan, actually took all the attacks and was at ease. Compared to the madness of the other party, he is more like a cat playing with mice.

With one hand, he used only one hand to block the ace agent out of breath, and every blow felt like hitting an iron pillar. The piercing pain was known only to Bauer.

The caliph danced with him playfully, teasing, "I knew that the end of a good story would not be so boring. Don't worry, there are still a few minutes, I'll play a few hands with you. Hey, you guys, don't be stupid and shoot all these old guys' legs. Let them lie here quietly and enjoy the mushroom clouds alive. ”

Hearing the order, the last two remaining terrorists in the room who were responsible for erecting the space-time gate woke up, picked up their automatic rifles, and fired a dense number of bullets in the direction of the sofa......