Everyone cursed secretly in their hearts. Their support was delayed, but the support from the other party came one after another.
They scolded each other in their hearts, but their actions did not delay at all.
Dave quickly led them to the side door of the ambassador's building. Several enemies along the way were killed by them without any suspense. In a small-scale exchange of fire, the opponent could not compete with them regardless of their marksmanship, consciousness, or fighting will.
Compare these people.
Didi didi~
After entering the password again, the side door opened, and several people filed in. Swager dragged Makarov along the way. Makarov was quite cooperative except saying a word.
"Chris, where are you? I'm Dave..."
Dave called his companions on the walkie-talkie while searching. He knew that Chris was with Ambassador Stevens, and finding Chris was equivalent to finding the ambassador.
…
Inside the embassy, the rioters were unable to break through the outer defenses of the embassy. All the doors and windows were designed to be explosion-proof and could not be destroyed by ordinary bullets. The rioters tried many times but could not break in, so they simply went to their old ways.
This bank, set fire.
A few guys went to the truck outside to load barrels of diesel and poured them through the crack of the explosion-proof door. The diesel snaked along the ground and was ignited by a lighter.
Boom~~
Burning flames rose in the embassy, and a large amount of thick smoke was produced. The fire quickly ignited everything in the room, and the once magnificent embassy hall was burned into a mess.
The flames quickly consumed the air in the house, and thick smoke was everywhere. When the other party was about to set the fire, Chris took the ambassador to hide in the bathroom and wetted the towel with water to block all the gaps.
…
Owen's team moved quickly through the building, but there was no response to Dave's calls. This made Dave very anxious. Either they had killed someone, or the other party had left their walkie-talkie behind. Dave prayed that it was the latter.
"Fake, what are you bastards doing? I just ordered a takeaway and it should be delivered by now. Ted, you bastards, what the hell are you doing..."
There were enemies everywhere outside, but his teammates and the ambassador could not be contacted. Dave, who felt very unhappy, switched the channel to the CIA intelligence station and cursed.
In the intelligence station, an anxious Ted made a third request for support not long ago but was still rejected. The heavily armed team members blocked the door, but they could not go unless the supervisor relented.
If murder was not illegal, the base director must have been beaten to death at this moment. Ted wanted to shoot the selfish guy in front of him countless times, but because of him, they wasted the most precious first 15 minutes of the rescue operation.
At this moment, Dave's angry curses came from the amplifier, and everyone was looking at Ted and the base director, not only the GRS members, but also the room full of CIA intelligence personnel.
"Fake, screw you, I'm going to save them..."
Ted finally broke out and left with the team members. He didn't want to be so angry anymore, and he would not hesitate to disobey.
"You are not allowed to go, this is an order..."
"Go to hell with you, I'm done with it..."
Ted strode into the only bulletproof off-road vehicle in the base and roared out of the gate.
The base director stared blankly at Ted and his group as they left. He could feel the disdainful looks from others, but these were not important. What was important was that he was ruined.
…
In the control room, Dave hammered the door hard.
"Who's in there, I'm Dave, tell me where the ambassador is?"
Dave shouted while hammering the big iron door of the control room. The control room was on duty 24 hours a day, and there must be someone inside. There was already thick smoke coming out of the distance, and someone was setting a fire. In this case, he wanted to find traces of the ambassador.
is even more elusive.
With a bang, the blast door opened from the inside, and Freddy climbed out in embarrassment.
"Where's the ambassador? Where's the ambassador? Where's Chris? Freddie, tell me, tell me where they are..."
Dave grabbed Freddy's collar and shouted loudly. Freddy seemed to be frightened and could only mutter and repeat: "They are... they are..."
"Where?"
Dave shouted, and Freddy finally came to his senses: "They were in the bathroom on the east side. I saw them hiding there when the fire started..."
East side, bathroom...
Dave ran to the east side, followed by several people from Omega.
Passing through a passage, there was thick smoke everywhere, but it was blocked by bulletproof glass.
The Butcher led people into the embassy from another place, but happened to see Omega and his group rushing to the east side through the glass.
"Makarov~~"
Someone saw Makarov being dragged by Swag at the end of the team and couldn't help but scream. The butcher also saw it. He and his men shouted excitedly and then opened fire, but all the bullets were blocked by bulletproof glass.
Once down, there was no threat to the Omegas on the other side.
Swag also saw them, but he ignored them and continued to follow the team to the east.
The butcher recognized Swag, and he was roaring angrily, but he could not stop Swag from leaving with their leader.
"Stop dreaming, you can't run away, they can't save you..."
Of course, Swag noticed the change in Makarov's expression and couldn't help but ridiculed.
Makarov was full of confidence: "You'd better worry about yourselves, maybe you will need me to save your lives in the end..."
"Don't worry, if we can't get out, I will definitely kill you before I die."
Swag didn't want to see Makarov get any better, so he punched him in the stomach. Makarov felt pain, but did not continue to provoke him, and cooperated and continued walking, but his eyes kept secretly peeking.
In the direction behind, but the butcher and his men never caught up.
In the bathroom, Ambassador Chris and Stevens were desperately using towels to block all the gaps they could see, but thick smoke inevitably flowed in from everywhere, and the two of them were soon choked and coughing.
, the violent combustion made oxygen less and less available, and with the thick smoke, it became more and more difficult for them to breathe.
The walkie-talkie was lost during the run, and they couldn't contact anyone. Just when they both thought they were going to die in the fire today, Dave's call came from outside the door.
"Chris, where are you? Chris..."
The two people who were almost dying suddenly burst out with their last passion. They quickly removed the towels blocked by the door and responded loudly: "Dave, I'm here..."
The door opened, and the figures of Dave and Omega appeared in the thick smoke. Ambassador Stevens felt as if he had narrowly escaped death.
"Now is not the time to talk, bend down and follow me..."
Owen lowered Ambassador Stevens' head while Dave took charge of Chris. The group bent over and headed back in the direction they came from.
When a fire breaks out, because the smoke is relatively light and distributed on the upper floor, bending down can avoid inhaling the poisonous gas as much as possible. But these smokes are caused by insufficient combustion of diesel, and they are just a drop in the bucket.
Everyone was coughing due to the thick smoke, but fortunately, they could vaguely see the direction through the smoke. The group quickly rushed out of the east side where the fire was the worst and headed back the way they came.