Bookert's childhood was full of darkness. Old Silenkot did not recognize the existence of mother and son. They could only live in a dirty, damp slum and struggle to survive until Bookert's mother fell ill and died.
For Buckert, his mother is his warmest harbor and the person he misses the most, so he uses his mother's birthday as a password, which is easy to understand.
The information Song Xuan collected this time was very complete, including his mother's information.
It's just that Buckert's mother is Chinese, and it could be his mother's birthday in the Gregorian calendar, or it could be his mother's birthday in the lunar calendar. But now Luo Hao only has one last chance to try.
In the end, we decided to use the Gregorian calendar birthday of Buckert’s mother.
"This is our last chance to try."
Luo Hao glanced at the members of the tactical squadron who were actively defending beside him, and said: "If it fails, we will retreat immediately and look for rescue opportunities!"
All members of the tactical squadron in the safe house know very well that if this rescue fails, it will be difficult for them to find such a rescue opportunity again, and there is no guarantee that Bookert will not use it to play some conspiracy.
You have to be controlled by him step by step.
Murong Fei's face looked a little ugly, but he nodded in the end.
Because Murong Fei himself knew very well that if they could not evacuate immediately, all of them might end up here, and they would not even have the chance to save Tong Qianxue in the future.
"Prepare to break out!"
Qi Fan gave orders to other tactical squadron members around him.
Sun Tao, Situ Kong, Lin Xiaoyang, and Zhou Bai held flash shock bombs and grenades in their hands respectively. Zhou Li also replaced the bullet bag of the light machine gun with a brand new one, ready to break out at any time.
Luo Hao held the USP.45 pistol in the quick holster with his right hand, reached for the code plate on the steel door with his left hand, took a deep breath, and then pressed the birthday of Buckert's mother on the code plate, and pressed
Enter.
"PASS!"
With a beep, the system passed the password entered by Luo Hao.
Click! Click! Click!
The steel door is unlocked.
"How could this happen, why would this happen!?"
Buckert looked in the direction of the basement door in disbelief. He couldn't understand why the people from the Longyin Army could guess the password he set!
"It seems you lost." Tong Qianxue said to Buckert.
"Loose?" Buckert shook his head and said, "I won't lose! Don't forget, I still have you as a hostage in my hands! As long as you are still in my hands, I still have a chance of winning!"
Buckert caught Tong Qianxue in front of him, hooked her neck with his left hand, held the pistol against her temple in his right hand, and looked in the direction of the basement door.
Holding a bright tactical flashlight in his left hand and a USP.45 pistol in his right hand, Luo Hao walked slowly along the stairs into the basement. Behind him, Mei Qingwei, Qi Fan and others were shooting at the CIA operation team outside the safe house.
Retreating to the basement, Zhou Li threw a grenade at the CIA operation team members who were approaching the safe house in the woods. After sweeping out a long burst of fire, he also retreated into the basement, and then closed and locked the steel plate door of the basement.
The CIA operation team in the forest finally broke into the safe house, but what was left to them were bullet casings all over the floor and the deoxidized steel door that had been closed and re-locked.
Royce, a former Navy SEAL who joined the CIA after retiring, was the leader of this operation.
Royce walked to the deoxidized steel door, checked the password system on the deoxidized steel door, and said: "Contact HQ (headquarters, headquarters), tell him about our situation, and ask him to find a way to contact Bookert to get
The password for this cryptosystem."
"clear!"
A CIA operation team member nodded and walked aside to contact the headquarters.
In the basement, Luo Hao was confronting Buckert with a pistol in hand.
"You guys can guess the password I set. Entering here is really beyond my expectation." Bookert put the pistol on Tong Qianxue's temple and said to Luo Hao while hiding behind Tong Qianxue.
Murong Fei pulled out his pistol, opened the hammer, walked to Luo Hao, took aim with the gun in both hands, and said loudly to Bukert: "Bukert, let her go now!"
"Murong..." Tong Qianxue looked at Murong Fei with red eyes.
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Buckert said, "Let her go? As long as I let her go, at least two bullets will hit my head in the next second!"
"Then do you think you can hide behind her forever?" Luo Hao took a small step forward and looked around, looking for opportunities to attack.
"I don't need to hide for the rest of my life, I just need to wait until someone outside opens the basement door, and everything will be over!" Buckert replied: "Your guns are very fast, but my gun is not slow either.
Let’s bet this woman’s life on who’s gun is faster?”
"Murong, save me..." Tong Qianxue said to Murong Fei in a tearful voice.
"Impermanence, stay calm!"
Luo Hao glanced at Murong Fei, who was ready to rush forward at any moment, and said: "Your impulsiveness may very well kill Tong Qianxue! Bingren, replace Wu Chang, his current state is not suitable for rescue operations!"
"I can!"
There was some sweat on Murong Fei's palms, and his right index finger on the trigger was trembling slightly.
"Retreat immediately, this is an order!"
Luo Hao's tone was very stern, leaving no room for negotiation.
Qi Fan stepped forward, patted Murong Fei on the shoulder and said, "Believe us, we will definitely save Dr. Tong!"
Murong Fei glanced at Luo Hao, then at Qi Fan, and finally released his finger from the trigger, moved it outside the trigger guard, lowered the pistol, and retreated behind Qi Fan.
Jingle bells..., jingle bells...
The satellite phone that Buckert placed on the table rang. It was Hector calling him.
Luo Hao glanced at the satellite phone that kept ringing, and understood the purpose of this call. This may be an opportunity for Luo Hao, and there is a high probability that it is the only opportunity!
Jingle bells..., jingle bells...
The satellite phone on the table is still ringing.
Luo Hao guessed the purpose of the call, and Bookert had no reason not to know. He even knew who made the call.
Buckert is a very calm person, but the rapid ringing of the phone now makes him no longer so calm.
The confrontation is very energy-consuming. If there is no password, it will take at least an hour for the CIA outside to use a welding gun to cut open the basement door. Bookert is not sure whether he can last another hour in this situation!