At this time, Zuo Han and others were having lunch in the slum apartment.
Song Ya left suddenly and said she was going to do something, which gave Lister a rare opportunity. Hearing that Zuo Yuxin didn't eat beef, he cooked a sumptuous pork chop lunch himself.
Seeing Riester showing off his hospitality in every possible way, Zuo Han could only sigh in his heart and concentrate on enjoying his meal.
The son of the U.S. Secretary of Defense and the granddaughter of a Chinese general may seem to be a perfect match at first glance, but anyone who knows a little bit about politics will understand that it is impossible for these two people to get together. Not to mention that Zuo Yuxin dislikes Reese.
Especially, even if two people look at each other, their parents will have to break them up.
While he was eating, the sound of a car suddenly came from far outside the house. Others didn't think there was anything wrong, but Zuo Han couldn't help but frown.
The block where the apartment is located is very deserted, with almost no residents. Except for the car driven by Zuo Han, no other cars have been seen entering this block, not to mention the sound of more than one car.
Zuo Han put down his knife and fork, walked to the window and looked out.
From the end of the street, six military jeeps drove up.
"Stop eating, hide in the basement." Zuo Han turned around, his face gloomy: "We are in trouble."
Zuo Han didn't know who the visitor was, but he must have come for people like him instead of running away.
"What trouble?"
"Let me see..."
Old Charles, Zuo Yuxin, and Liszt also came to the window to watch.
The motorcade stopped halfway, and a black boy got out of the first car and pointed to the apartment where Zuo Han and others lived. Then he stretched out a hand from the car and handed over a few colorful dollars.
Leaving happily.
Then, a group of heavily armed American soldiers got out of the car. A guy who looked like an officer with something on his nose was pointing. The soldiers, guns raised, scattered towards the house and surrounded them.
"Lister, you traitor!" Zuo Yuxin's first reaction was that Lister had tipped off the news. She turned around and cursed while looking around for sticks and other things.
Riester waved his hands repeatedly: "No, it's not me. Those people are not from the FBI. We rarely go through the military when handling cases."
"I don't care about Riester." Zuo Han stopped Zuo Yuxin and said, "I recognize a few people inside, especially the one with the injured nose. They are the people Song Tao was looking for that day."
"Is that him?" Zuo Yuxin leaned against the window and looked again. She also recognized Connor and asked doubtfully, "How did they find him?"
"We'll think about this later. You guys hide in the basement first." The other party was armed with a gun. It looked like they were coming with bad intentions, and Zuo Han didn't dare to be careless.
At Zuo Han's urging, Zuo Yuxin, who looked reluctant, went down to the basement with Old Charles. However, in order to show his manliness in front of Zuo Yuxin, Lister insisted on staying with Zuo Han to fight against the enemy.
Zuo Han didn't say anything, just found a basin and threw it to Riester, saying, "Help me pour water on the ground."
"Splash water?" Riester took the basin with a puzzled look on his face.
"Yes. The more you splash, the better." Zuo Han glanced out the window and picked up a basin himself: "They won't shoot easily. Most likely, they will rush in directly. I'll give them a massage to relax them.
Muscles and bones.”
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As Zuo Han expected, even though Connor came with people armed and noisy, this is Boston, and even in a slum, you can't just shoot.
After the soldiers surrounded the apartment, Connor took a loudspeaker and started shouting.
"People inside, listen, I am U.S. Army Second Lieutenant Connor. I suspect that you are hiding terrorists here. Come out immediately and surrender and undergo inspection. I guarantee your life safety..."
Connor shouted twice, and there was silence in the room.
Connor snorted, made a gesture, and waved forward.
The eight soldiers divided into two groups and moved towards the apartment.
When they walked to the door, they assigned a hand to guard the window. They stood on both sides of the door and exchanged a few glances.
"US Army!"
With a bang, a soldier kicked open the door, and the other soldiers filed in.
Then……
There was silence.
Connor waited for a while, blinked, took out the communicator and called: "What's going on inside? Have you subdued the enemy? Please call back! Please call back!"
After calling for a while, there was no sound except the beeping noise.
Strange, what happened?
Connor waved his hand and went up to two more groups. This time he didn't even have to kick the door and rushed in.
But……
Still no sound.
"Damn, what happened?" Connor called a few more times but received no answer. He pulled off the communicator angrily and cursed: "Are those idiots asleep?"
Connor cursed angrily and wanted to walk towards the apartment.
But suddenly, with a creak, the apartment door closed by itself.
Connor got excited and showed very good military qualities. He instinctively fell to the ground, and the other soldiers did the same.
But after a long time, there was no movement at all.
"Damn it!" Connor got up from the ground in embarrassment and shouted over his shoulder: "Come up to a detachment and let me in through the door and window!"
Following Connor's order, 12 brave American soldiers rushed forward. They kicked down the door, smashed the window, and rushed in at once.
This time there seemed to be movement.
"ah!"
"Ouch!"
"**..."
After a few shouts, the room became quiet again. But if you listen carefully, you can seem to hear the sound of human bodies being dragged on the floor...
"Gudong!" All the soldiers, including Connor, swallowed.
Connor calmed down and wanted to say something to encourage morale.
"Is this a haunted house?" A young soldier said subconsciously, and Connor immediately felt chills coming out of his back. The other soldiers stepped back in unison, and a few of them drew crosses on their chests.
"Idiot, what are you talking about?" Connor regained his composure, turned around and kicked the soldier who posted the haunted house remarks, and shouted to the others: "You are brave soldiers, how can you imagine such nonsense as a haunted house! What's more, now is
During the day, there are ghosts who are afraid of the sun."
Another soldier said timidly: "But there is no sunlight in the room..."
"I..." Connor suddenly became angry.
"Stop talking nonsense and send me another unit!" Connor issued the order, but no one was willing to move.
This made Connor very angry. He cursed: "A bunch of cowardly bastards, you are not worthy of wearing this military uniform!"
The soldiers lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Connor, but there was endless contempt in their hearts.
I helped you fight before, and now I'm exploring the haunted house with you. It's all your fault. It's none of our business. You're not a coward. You should do it.
Looking at the jealous-looking soldiers, Connor was about to have a seizure when he suddenly had an idea and shouted: "Is there a thermal imaging camera on the car? Bring it to me!"
The soldiers also responded. One soldier took it from the car and handed it to Connor.
Connor cautiously approached the apartment and started the imager. He almost made his nose twist with anger at this sight.
Two people squatted at the door, looking sneaky. There were more than ten figures, all lying in the corner, as if they were tied up. Counting the number of people, they happened to be the soldiers who rushed in earlier. And other rooms and
Upstairs, there wasn't even a human figure at all.
"Damn, these are a bunch of idiots!" Connor turned around and said, "Bring the gas mask over here and join another team. This time, I will be the vanguard!!"
There were obviously only two people in the ambush in the room, but so many people were knocked down. Connor guessed that those two people must have used some kind of sleeping gas. Otherwise, it would be impossible to knock down so many people at once and still be alive.
Connor put on a gas mask and led twelve soldiers who also wore masks to rush to the apartment.
Because the thermal imaging camera noticed that the opponent was ambushing at the door, Connor took a detour and prepared to rush in through the window next to him.o!!"
As Connor shouted, a group of soldiers broke through the window again.
When he landed, Connor vaguely heard a soft popping sound, as if he guessed that he was in the water. But Connor didn't think much. He held the rifle in his hand, pointed at the door, and shouted: "U.S. Army..."
Before he finished speaking, Connor felt a numbness on the soles of his feet, and then his whole body twitched, his eyes rolled out, and he lay down while frothing at the mouth.
Zuo Han took his hand out of the water on the ground and said to Lister who was squatting on the chair: "Tie someone up!"
Lister yelled, got down from the chair with the rope, tied up Connor and others with ease, and threw them into the corner.
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The shoes that Connor and others wore were desert boots with good breathability. After Zuo Han noticed it, he and List poured a lot of water on the ground. Then when they rushed in, they used holy power to create high-voltage electricity.
Just electrocute the person.
Of course, Rist's explanation is that this is a high-tech product produced by China and is top secret.
Lister was envious and secretly cursed the U.S. military-industrial sector for its incompetence. All the research funds allocated by Congress had been embezzled, and few decent things had been developed.
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The assault operation led by Connor failed again, and the soldiers outside could no longer calm down. What the hell is in this room, and why is it so evil?
Most of the three detachments were wiped out, including the son of the base commander.
Soldiers, you looked at me and I looked at you, and finally made a wise decision to ask for help from the base.
Reporting at all levels, the phone call soon reached the desk of Connor's father, base commander Richard.
Richard knew very well what kind of virtue his son was. He also knew it when he led three teams out, but he didn't take it seriously. Connor was just messing around, but it wouldn't be too big. He seemed to have suffered a loss in the last fight.
This time I should be looking for a place.
After receiving the call, Richard's first reaction was that Connor had gotten into trouble again. Just when he was about to push him out and find someone to deal with the aftermath, Richard suddenly understood that this time it seemed that something had happened to his son, and
It's not as simple as getting beaten.
After listening to the report, Richard immediately became anxious.
A raid was carried out on a mysterious apartment, but now there is no news and no one knows whether he is alive or dead!
Richard first hung up the phone to the Boston Police Department, then gathered the troops and rushed out of the base. (To be continued...)