The blind man's pupils shrank suddenly and he took out the firearm from his waist.
There are still more than ten hostages left inside, but more of them are soldiers.
People from all sides gave the order and quickly surrounded the bank.
…
Bang bang bang!
Opening the door of the bank, everyone broke in with weapons. Just when they were about to engage in first-level combat, they found that there was no one standing in the bank hall...
Lying on the ground were soldiers, terrorists, and—soldiers!
Where are the hostages!?
People began to clean up the scene and make detailed reports to the headquarters.
"Forty-eight people were killed by terrorists. All were fatally shot."
"Six of the ten soldiers of the Baicheng Military Region died. Four were seriously injured. They have been sent to the nearest hospital for rescue."
"Soldiers of the Divine Corps——" the reporter gritted his teeth and said with red eyes. "There are two left."
Li Hao suddenly sat on the chair and said with a pale face: "Where are the hostages? Where are the ten hostages inside?"
"All safe." The reporter wiped tears from the corners of his eyes. "When we entered, the soldiers of the Baicheng Military Region used their bodies to block the hostages to avoid stray bullets. None of the ten people were injured."
"Where are the three hostages brought by the Divine Corps?" Qiu Tian asked his own question.
"They are all dead," the reporter lamented. "Looking at the scene of the incident, they should have been shot to death by injured soldiers of the Divine Corps. Beside them, there were many soldiers of the Divine Corps who had been shot at least three times."
After listening to the report, the expressions of the soldiers of the Divine Corps who stayed at the headquarters did not show much change. Instead, they all turned around and shouted towards the bank: "Salute!"
Li Hao stared blankly in the direction of the bank and said in a trembling voice: "Great warrior."
…
Outside the headquarters.
The hostages who successfully left the bank were looking for people to inquire. Their faces did not show much joy of being reborn after the disaster. Instead, they looked extremely heavy.
"Police officer, did you see a soldier who was about thirty years old and had a black mole on his eyebrow? He was lying on top of me before sex, and when I woke up he was gone. Was it because of you?
Taken to the hospital for rescue?"
The police officer being questioned was speechless and just lowered his head with complicated eyes.
"Leader, can you let me see the soldier who was injured by me? I shouldn't have stabbed him in order to survive. I plead guilty and am willing to accept punishment. Can you let me see him? I want to ask him
He apologized."
"Leader, please, tell me where they are. If I can't see them, I will never feel at ease in my life."
"Yes. If they hadn't protected us with their bodies, we would definitely not have survived."
"I was the hostage who injured them and came out. I plead guilty."
"..."
Police officers were constantly being held hostage at the scene. The faces of the hostages were full of eagerness, but even more anxious.
They asked many people.
There are police officers, soldiers, and leaders.
But no one gave them an answer. Everyone's face was filled with heaviness and sorrow.
Seeing that the scene was immersed in sadness, Li Hao picked up the microphone and said in a heavy and hoarse tone: "The sacrificed soldiers are in an open space two hundred meters to our left. In five minutes, they will be sent away.
.”
After saying this, Li Hao's eyes were moist. He turned his head to wipe away the tears that rolled down.
After hearing Li Hao's answer, the hostages at the scene rushed towards their destination like crazy.
They wanted to find their benefactor. They also wanted to find the soldiers they had hurt. The old woman who had bravely bandaged the wounds of the young soldiers slowly walked towards the open space. She had never been as eager to be young again as she was today.
There were more than twenty corpses in the open space. They were covered with white cloth and lay there quietly. The hostages fell to their knees on the ground with a plop before they could get closer.
More than twenty people died - which means that only a few of the soldiers who entered were alive.
More than twenty living lives. More than twenty brave soldiers who fought bloody battles for them. More than twenty soldiers who were not afraid of sacrifice and bravely shouldered the responsibility.
Even when faced with the cruel injuries of the hostages, they did not resist.
They entered the bank with only one purpose, to protect the hostages.
Even if the cost is to sacrifice one's life, there is nothing to be afraid of!
Heavy sobbing sounded in the open space. For these lovely warriors.
The old man came slowly and slowly. She walked very hard, and when she got closer, she had tears streaming down her face.
That cute kid, he is only in his twenties. Maybe he hasn’t gotten married yet. Maybe--
But he left.
It's gone so fast. It's heartbreaking. It's unacceptable.
He once said that it was his duty to protect the hostages.
But - who will protect him?
He is so young.
He is so kind.
He's so--
"ah--"
The old man fell to the ground and cried hoarsely, unable to control himself.
…
The wind suddenly picked up.
An empty street was shrouded in dim light.
There are five men running fast in front of them. They only need to go around one more street and they can get in a car leaving Baicheng and cross the ocean.
But behind them was a woman.
The woman holds a blood-red blade and bites her lip to pursue.
Thumb thump!
When the five people in front were about to take a detour, Sean, the leader, suddenly stopped and looked ahead while gasping for air.
In a dark corner, a man carrying a saber walked slowly towards him. His handsome face was full of coldness, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. He was like a wild beast that had fallen into madness. It would choose people to eat at any time.
Sean looked closely and saw that it was the culprit in the bank.
He had dug a tunnel in the bank in advance. From the beginning, he had no intention of leaving with hostages. Of course, it was impossible for too many terrorists to leave.
He wanted to kill the hostages to warn China.
He also wants to teach the Chinese military a lesson and let them know that not everyone can be easily provoked.
He even wants to tell the whole world that he can not only save people, but also humiliate China.
But he was wrong.
And I couldn't do it. Because of the man in front of me.
If it weren't for him, his plan might not succeed. If it weren't for him, he could at least leave safely.
But he blocked the way, leaving him in a desperate situation.
"Since you know the League of Gods, you should know my status in the League of Gods." Sean sent out a signal.
Chu He was still walking towards him step by step. He pursed his lips slightly and did not answer.
"If something happens to me, the Divine Alliance will not let you go," Sean still said. "The Divine Punishment Group will not let you go either!"
"I believe you don't understand the strength of the God's Punishment Group!" Sean said solemnly. "Let me go. I can give you everything you want!"
Chu He raised his blade and rushed over in one stride.
Whoosh!
The figure was like a ghost, and with a wave of his arms, a terrorist who rushed forward was killed instantly.
Phew!
The second terrorist died.
Phew! The third one.
Phew! The fourth one.
Sean shuddered all over as he looked at Chu He, who was as cruel and violent as a murderer. A layer of cold sweat quickly broke out from his body.
"You shouldn't take advantage of China." Chu He slowed down, giving Sean enough time to enjoy his fear.
"You shouldn't kill my Chinese people." Chu He stroked the blood off the blade with his skill.
"You should not kill Chinese soldiers - my comrades!" Chu Hehan said in a cold voice. "Those who insult me, China, will be killed without mercy!"
Whoosh!
Chu He's body suddenly jumped, and the blade pierced Xiaonian's heart with great ferocity.
"Uh-"
There was a stinging pain and coldness in his chest. As blood poured out, Sean felt the quiet passage of life.
His body was getting colder and colder, and his breathing was getting weaker. Sean's legs finally couldn't support his huge body, and he knelt on the ground softly.
Huo'er watched Chuhe kill people quietly.
He is far crueler than Huo'er imagined. Not only does he not reject things like killing, he is also very skilled at it.
But at this moment, Huo'er felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart because of the soldiers in the bank.
She experienced the bloody killings in the bank. She also saw touching scenes of soldiers risking their lives for the hostages.
She felt that Chu He must want to kill Sean. So when Chu He did it, she chose to stand aside and watch.
After Chu He killed them all, Huo'er walked over slowly and said to Chu He, who had an extremely gloomy face: "Why aren't they afraid of death?"
"Are you more afraid of death than me?" Huo'er asked curiously.
Huo'er is not a girl living in an ordinary society. She cannot understand why those soldiers are willing to die.
"Because they are Chinese soldiers."
Chu He spoke with a heavy tone, his eyes fell in the direction of the bank, he suddenly raised his arm and saluted: "Let's go."
