"boom!"

The grenade hit the roof of the building, tearing off half of it.

Suddenly a gap appeared in the room.

A large cloud of dust flew down, covering the figure on the ground with a layer of white dust.

Zhuang Shikai led his team members to throw the hostage down, and did not wait for the expected explosion.

After the explosion occurred on the roof of the building, he immediately understood that the militants had missed the grenade, and immediately stood up and shouted.

"Take the hostages and transfer them!"

"yes, sir!"

The Flying Tigers quickly stood up, layers of white ash splattered on their combat uniforms.

The militants' RPG was not equipped with a guidance system and relied on humans to aim at night. It was a normal scene to miss the target. Since the team members were safe, the next biggest task was to retreat.

The team members immediately went on tactical alert after getting up and reached out to pull up the hostage.

Zhuang Shikai also held a gun in one hand and stretched out one hand to pull up the Chinese reporter on the ground.

"Are you Chinese?"

The Chinese reporter was wearing a white T-shirt and sweatpants, and was a bit thin.

Her appearance is that of a northern woman in China, with a face that tends to be heroic.

No matter in terms of temperament or appearance.

You can also see the simple and tough beauty of domestic women in the 1970s and 1980s.

In this era, there was female boxing in Hong Kong.

Excuse me.

Not available in the Mainland.

The women here truly hold up half the sky and can do anything a man dares to do.

Although the faces of Zhuang Shikai and the team members were hidden under their hoods, and they usually communicated in English, the phrase "protect the hostages" they just yelled in an emergency was in Chinese, revealing their nationality.

Therefore, the Chinese reporter asked this question.

"yes."

"I received a joint invitation to come and rescue the hostages."

"follow me."

"I will keep you safe."

Zhuang Shikai raised his rifle and did not stop. Instead, he led his team members to protect the hostages and walked out of the room to answer questions.

Instead of being a burden, Yang Ziqiong followed the team members out of the room with the other hostages. Under the joint protection of Feihu and Seal, they began to retreat downstairs.

I saw that she was both careful and agile when moving, and at the same time she introduced herself in Chinese: "My name is Yang Ziqiong, from Guangdong Province, from Chaozhou."

"Da da da." Zhuang Shikai fired a string of bullets, killing several targets who appeared, and then said with a smile: "Fellow, we are one of our own."

When Yang Ziqiong spoke, he used standard Mandarin, while Zhuang Shikai answered in Chaoshan dialect.

Yang Ziqiong immediately showed surprise and said loudly: "Fellow, can you give me a gun?"

Her eyes were fixed on the commander under the hood, and she had already determined that Zhuang Shikai was not a foreign mercenary, but an established Chinese team commander.

This kind of Chinese team is obviously a team from the Chinese area, and currently there are no anti-terrorism troops dispatched in China to participate in international anti-terrorism/rescue operations. Therefore, the only possible Hong Kong Island regional police team is the Hong Kong Island Flying Tigers.

In recent years, the Flying Tigers have gone abroad and have gained a great reputation internationally.

As a war correspondent, it is impossible for Yang Ziqiong not to know...

What's more, Yang Ziqiong has another identity?

Besides, the Flying Tigers put their armbands on their chests, which is particularly easy to identify. Anyone who knows how to do it can tell it at a glance.

So after Yang Ziqiong judged the result, he dared to apply for weapons.

As Zhuang Shikai was walking, he glanced at him and asked aloud: "Have you practiced?"

"Learned a little bit."

Yang Ziqiong nodded.

"Take it."

Zhuang Shikai untied the gun bag on his leg, pulled out a black pistol, and handed it behind his back.

Yang Ziqiong, who was standing behind him, took the pistol, loaded it quickly and neatly, showing a very skillful gesture, then held the gun with both hands, put his wrist on Zhuang Shikai's right shoulder, formed a tactical defense movement and said: "Colt

m1911, US military standard pistol, loaded with 7+1 rounds, effective range 200m, o.45 caliber."

"This is a good gun."

When anti-terrorism squads perform missions abroad, they are provided with weapons by foreign military forces.

Zhuang Shikai and others are naturally equipped with foreign military weapons, and they are advanced free of charge, which is really not a loss.

"Yeah." Zhuang Shikai heard Yang Ziqiong's voice and thought a little, thinking that he had not learned anything at all, he had clearly received vocational training.

Are all war reporters at this level? When they were arrested, they must have been surrounded by the entire regiment!

I bother!

"Ta-ta-ta!" After the Flying Tigers merged with the SEALs, they successively merged with the special forces of Britain, Italy and other countries.

During this period, he encountered several armed interceptions in the corridor, but they were quickly cleared by the anti-terrorism team. Moreover, Yang Ziqiong held guns in both hands and accurately killed several targets.

When war correspondents from other countries saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel dumb and felt like trash.

The SEALs and other special teams also looked at Yang Ziqiong more, but did not say anything. They just felt that he looked pretty good.

After all, it is normal for war reporters to learn marksmanship to protect themselves.

If you pay more attention, your marksmanship won't be surprising.

What's more, the gun ownership rate is high in foreign countries. In their minds, good marksmanship doesn't mean anything.

Especially in the magical country of the East, where even Mulan exists, it would be normal for a female reporter to kill a few of them.

The joint team then protected the hostages out of the building and re-entered the ruined city.

At this moment, although the joint team has rescued the hostages and killed a large number of militants, as missionaries, they have already exposed their existence during the rescue.

After killing the terrorists in the building, armed men continued to emerge from the ruins of the city, armed with firearms and grenades, and continued to attack the joint team.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Blue and red fireworks continued to erupt in the city, and fierce gunfire sounded, as the team continued to move in every corner.

"Go! Go! Go!" Zhuang Shikai led the joint team, protecting the hostages from various countries behind him, and continued to advance along the street towards the evacuation point.

I saw two special forces teams clearing the way fifty meters in front, and one special forces team covering the formation fifty meters behind.

The flying tiger seal is located in the middle section and is responsible for leading the hostages forward.

Dozens of guns.

Dozens of special soldiers.

Use powerful firepower to extend a 100-meter safe zone, protect the hostages in the flames of war, and move forward.

finally.

Half an hour later.

After the joint team suffered several casualties, the joint team finally protected the hostages and escaped from the city. They arrived at an open space in the open area on the outskirts of the city.

This is the planned evacuation location.

Five armed helicopters have parked in the open space.

No need to talk nonsense at all!

Each team of the joint team immediately rushed into the helicopter.

After all the team members and hostages entered the helicopter, the helicopter that was already ready took off immediately.

"Da da da."

The action is over.

The flying eagle evacuates.
Chapter completed!