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Chapter 014: Attack or Negotiation

"Click--"

After a crisp sound, Mark tightly put the bulletproof vest behind his body.

He patted his chest and looked at himself in the mirror, fully armed himself!

He let out a deep breath!

Who knows whether his unexploited mind power can steadily block the bullets.

In particular, Jiu Mei also said that in order to protect his personal safety, he temporarily closed his divine sea.

Intensive construction is underway!

When I heard this, only God knew what Mark felt like!

Anyway, he always felt that Jiu Mei seemed to be hiding something.

Otherwise, those three high school students could use their mind power the next day, why is his not good enough?

I checked the pistol placed on the table and inserted it firmly on the tactical belt.

Then turn around!

At the door, Byron leaned on the door and smiled, saying, "You know, you can never go out for the field now."

Mark smiled slightly, nodded and said, "No, but I enjoy going out for field..."

Ten minutes later, Mark walked down the stairs, glanced at the three fully armed people and nodded, "Go..."

After getting on the Hummer, Mark took the lead and drove the Hummer to an eighty yard speed in the downtown New York.

The New York citizens driving on the road were completely shocked!

Half an hour later!

After arriving at the scene.

Mark, who got out of the car, walked straight towards a police officer standing inside the yellow line.

After showing his ID, he looked up at the red six-story apartment in front of him that was a little old.

"mark!"

"George!"

Mark nodded with the officer who had known George for a while, and then asked: "Have the rest of the apartment evacuated?"

George nodded and said, "Everything has been withdrawn. Thermal imaging shows that the person you are looking for may be in room 302 on the third floor."

"Adam..." After hearing this, Mark stood up three fingers at Adam, who was leading the special service team, and said, "Bring an explosion-proof shield!"

Adam, who had a pale yellow beard and looked like a wilderness client, gestured to Mark, and then issued orders to his team members!

Just as Mark and others were preparing to attack.

George next to him grabbed Mark's arm and whispered under Mark's gaze: "Be careful, the thermal imaging shows that there are at least four or five people in it, and two hostages squatting in the corner, suspected to be tenants..."

Mark was slightly stunned and nodded immediately!

Not long!

Outside the yellow line, under the gaze of onlookers, Mark followed the special police team holding the M41 assault rifle and walked into the red apartment where all the people had been evacuated...

I just stepped on the stairs on the third floor, and before everyone could get on board.

In Room 302, facing the stairs, gunshots suddenly came out!

"Bang bang bang--"

"Cover, cover..."

"Go down and walk down..."

"Boom--"

As a grenade was thrown out of room 302, it was accompanied by a deafening sound.

After the smoke dissipated, Adam, who was standing in the second row, gave Mark a grateful look behind him!

If Mark hadn't reminded him to bring an explosion-proof shield.

Maybe several special police officers will lose this time!

"Damn it, where did these guys come from the shocking grenade..." Jack, who was affected by the smoke, spat out a sip of water.

“不用说,肯定是史塔克的武器!”前头的亚当直接说道:“这些人对史塔克工业的武器情有独钟!”

"Tututu--"

“Tututu…”

“&%…*(@@”

Two special police officers holding explosion-proof shields stood firmly in the first row, perfectly protecting the people behind them.

He braved the rain of bullets and bullets from the 302 hole and kept rushing towards his target position!

Listening to the unknown bird singing from inside 302, Mark turned his eyes to Debbie, who had studied Arabic behind him, and said, "What are you talking about inside?"

The latter frowned and replied, "Says like greeting mothers are not good words anyway..."

Mark shook his head and shouted directly inside: "Turah, we are from the FBI. You are surrounded. Give up your weapons and surrender immediately!"

"Fake..." accompanied by four-letter American sayings, the more intense gunfire sounds!

After Mark finished speaking, he lowered his head and looked at Adam in front of him and pointed up to the stairs on the fourth floor.

Then he gestured to the three people behind him.

Under the cover of the special service, I climbed the stairs on the fourth floor!

After walking to the fourth floor, Mark looked around and gestured carefully to the team members behind him.

"Bang--"

After breaking open the room of 402, Mark directly smashed the external glass with the assault rifle stock in his hand.

After cleaning up the glass fragments on the frame, Mark probed to look!

In an instant, his eyes suddenly widened!

He moved towards the back like lightning.

Next second!

"Tututu--"

"Mad!"

Mark, who was sitting directly on the floor, touched his forehead.

The heart beats violently!

God, just a moment's time difference, he almost saw the girl!

Jack and Debbie behind him immediately helped Mark up from the floor!

"Damn..." Mark calmed down his excitement, grabbed the intercom and said to Adam on the third floor: "Breaking through the door, stunning bullets, grenades, tear gas... all of them are thrown in by me."

His grandmother's legs were almost shot directly by someone just now.

I still want to capture it alive, but it’s totally a brain-sucking!

Anyway, it is terrorists. For terrorists, the FBI has always maintained a style of killing them on the spot.

Just then, in the room 302 where Adam's intercom was clearly heard, a guy with a strong Arabic accent said, "We have hostages..."

"Mark..." Adam, who was hiding behind the bulletproof shield, suddenly felt as uncomfortable as if he had a feces!

Don’t be afraid of terrorists being tough in firepower. At worst, you can talk about life and death, and do it if you don’t agree!

I’m afraid there are hostages on terrorists, which is the most common situation for law enforcement agencies to eat!

It is impossible to attack forcefully. If the hostages are injured or killed, those reporters who are afraid that the world will be in a carnival again.

"Mad--" When he heard the words coming from the walkie-talkie, Mark felt even more unlucky!

If he had just left school, he would have done this situation long ago.

But Mark has been nearly suspended for investigation since the hostage rescue event failed three years ago!

If it weren't for the brotherhood, demotion would have been light, so how could it continue to rise to the top...

"Boss..."

Jack, who was holding a spear next to him, looked at Mark with a gloomy face and said, "Notify the hostage negotiation team."

Mark glared at Jack directly and said without hesitation: "Why do you want those wastes to come here? In the end, you still have to attack."

Jack said in a speech: "This is...the process!"

The process of not leaving the hostage negotiation team has resulted in casualties, which is a major responsibility accident!

But after this process...

If the hostages are still dead, that is a controllable risk...

This rule.
Chapter completed!
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