"Owen, you are simply crazy. You know this is a trap but you still go there~~~"
In the corridor, Walker followed Owen and moved quickly in the corridor while complaining softly. His voice was just enough not to reach far but enough for Owen to hear.
"Sorry, Walker, I know this decision is crazy. You can choose to give up. No one will blame you. You can just hide in a certain room. I can handle it alone..."
Owen persuaded Walker to leave, and without slowing down, he rushed towards the hostage room.
"Oh Shet, you are crazy, then I am a fool, I will not hide, I decided to go with you..."
Walker cursed on his lips, but followed Irving faithfully with his body.
"Da da da~~~"
A person suddenly appeared in front of him. Owen raised his gun and shot. The bullet hit the guy's chest and he fell to the ground. However, the bullet probably hit the bulletproof vest. The other person was not dead and was still struggling on the ground.
Owen approached quickly with small steps, and when he reached the end, he kicked the opponent's weapon away, but the muzzle of the gun was still pointed at the corner where the opponent came from. From the time he fired the gun to the time he approached, no other enemies appeared at this distance.
Then the other party should be a person.
Owen kept walking, and Walker followed closely behind him. When he passed by the guy, Owen's gun didn't even move, and he was still alert. Walker consciously shot the guy on the ground, and the two of them escaped.
There was more or less a tacit understanding after coming here. Irving never taught him, but he knew what he should do.
This was just a small episode, and it didn't have much impact on the speed of the two of them. The Staz people behind him were definitely still chasing him, but it didn't matter anymore. He had one goal now, to get to the hostage room as soon as possible.
After marching continuously for a certain distance, I don't know how many monitors were damaged. According to the markings on the schematic diagram, not far ahead is the Yellow Hall, which is the hostage room. Irving and Walker ran closer, and their footsteps fell on the carpet, barely touching them.
What sound will it make?
At this time, there must be no rush for quick success. The two of them slowed down and approached the corner. Irving raised his fist to signal to stop. He turned around and gave Walker a wink. Walker nodded and turned around to stay alert.
Owen quietly took out a looking glass and carefully stretched it out from the wall. But before he could see the situation on the other side clearly, fierce gunshots rang out, and the wall near the looking glass crackled.
He was also knocked away, and Owen quickly retracted his hand and took two steps back.
The corner became the focus of the bullets. The opponent was obviously well prepared, and the bullets came at them as if they were free. However, I don’t know whether it was the manpower arranged by the opponent in advance or just the guards of the hostages.
But no matter which one it is, they can't break through here in a short time now. The bullets are too dense and the corridor is only so wide. No matter what, if they try to forcefully pass through there, they will definitely be shot.
Taking advantage of the gap between bullets, Owen stretched out his gun and fired in a deterrent manner. After firing a few shots, he quickly pulled back. Sure enough, a wave of retaliatory shots came back from the opposite side.
Owen took the opportunity to put a new magazine on himself, glanced around, but his mind was thinking rapidly.
"Walker, attract their attention like I did just now, and I will go around from the outside..."
Urgently, Owen thought of a possibility. This method definitely couldn't be used before, but it can be used now. He noticed that the room behind them had a terrace, and through the terrace, one could jump directly to the terrace of the hostage room. Although it was a bit far away, it was
It's not difficult for Irving. The only uncertainty is whether there are enemies in the hostage room. If there are, then Irving's sudden appearance on the terrace will most likely be discovered by the enemy immediately.
But now this situation can only be a gamble!
"Whether I can succeed or not depends on whether you can hold them back~~~"
Owen patted Walker on the shoulder, and without waiting for a reply, he put the assault rifle behind his back, checked the pistol in the quick-draw holster, reinserted it into the holster, and then turned around and walked onto the terrace.
After he jumps over, the space is very narrow, and there are many hostages in the hostage room. Using an assault rifle is far faster than using a pistol, and Owen is confident that with bullet time, no one can be his opponent with a pistol at close range.
Walker knew what Irving was going to do when he saw his actions. He took a deep breath and felt fierce in his heart. The sound of gunshots at the corner became weaker. Obviously, Irving hadn't fired for a while and the other party noticed something unusual.
"Pa bang bang~~~"
Walker imitated Owen's example and stretched out his hand to sweep towards the opposite side. Immediately, there was loud gunfire from the opposite side.
OK, Walker made an "ok" gesture to Owen on the balcony, then changed his position and continued to shoot blindly. His purpose was to attract the enemy and make them think that they were still confronting them here, so that they could not fight.
It doesn't matter if you hit it right.
On the other side, Owen saw the gunfire on both sides became fierce again, and jumped onto the balcony. The terrace he was on was some distance away from the terrace of the hostage room. Owen first walked along the terrace to the wall, and then held on to the wall with his fingers.
He moved abruptly to the edge of the terrace on the side of the hostage room.
At this time, the White House was surrounded by soldiers and media from all sides, and their side was just on the side of the main entrance. Irving's actions were all recorded by the media. Irving had thought of this before, but at this time, it no longer mattered whether he was concealed or not.
It's important, even if the enemy sees the live broadcast, they won't have time to stop it.
In the hostage room, "Carter, are you going to see what's going on?"
A man who looked like a leader gave instructions to his men. The three terrorists who were responsible for guarding the hostages in the room heard the gunshots outside, and their muzzles were always on guard in the direction of the door. But suddenly, the media outside the White House wall seemed to be disturbed by something.
I woke up, crazy flash lights kept flashing, accompanied by noisy human voices, all the media were very excited, and all the cameras seemed to be pointing here and saying something.
What's going on? The little boss decided to send someone over to check out the situation.
Carter heard the leader's instructions, obediently turned the muzzle of his gun, put on a black mask on himself, and walked toward the terrace, preparing to check the situation outside.
…
At this time, outside the White House, reporters were excited.
Almost all the media's cameras were pointed at Irving in mid-air. The cameramen used all their skills, adjusted the focus and angles, and tried their best to get a close-up of Irving, but it was all in vain. Irving climbed so far.
With the long exposure, except for the whites of his eyes and a set of teeth, his entire face has long been blackened into a piece of carbon. I am afraid that more people under the camera will regard him as African American.
"Viewers, you can see through the camera that a black man is trying to climb from one side of the terrace to the other side of the terrace. We are not sure what his identity is, but I personally estimate that he is not a terrorist. According to
I know that terrorists all wear black masks. Wait, did you see that? He is armed. Oh my god, is he..."
As expected, the reporter mistook Irving for being of African descent, but before he could finish his words, he saw the balcony door suddenly pushed open, and a terrorist wearing a black mask walked out of it, seemingly confused, and then,
Then I saw the African-American man crawling on the side wall suddenly pulled out a gun, knocked him down with two shots, and then jumped into the balcony with his body.