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The hero does not ask the source

After installing the cracking equipment, the two soldiers held hands and left the equipment room. After a long time, Kajiajia climbed out of the machine compartment and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Damn, these lunatics are really going to blow up the building! Even if they blow up the building, they want me to see this kind of scene! I hate men the most! Gu..." Kajiajia wanted to spit out something.

, but couldn't spit it out and could only make a strange noise.

Kajiajia took out her portable terminal, connected to the server next to her, and entered a string of codes - that was the backdoor password reserved by all units for the security bureau. After passing the verification, she could access the security system. But she also did this.

There is a risk that once she is connected to the system, the rebel technicians may be aware of her presence, and what is even more unfortunate is that she will have to face an entire technical team.

"Let me see where these bastards are."

Kajiajia quickly browsed the surveillance and got two pieces of news, one bad and one good. The good news was that all the hostages were concentrated in the casino lobby on the second floor, and were placed separately between humans and insects, including hotel employees.

It would be easier to save them this way, and of course, it would also make them die faster.

As for the bad news, that is that this building is too big, with many and complex employee service areas, and it is impossible to know the exact distribution of the other party's personnel. There are now more than 30 militants in the hall, indicating that the number of the other party is not large.

It was as small as initially judged. There must be personnel staying at key entrances and exits, and it was unknown whether there were patrols.

At first, Kajiajia tried to transfer the signal to the headquarters and let the professional analysis team there process the surveillance images, but then he realized that this was a stupid idea. The rebels did not destroy the surveillance equipment, indicating that they wanted to use these equipment to monitor the internal situation.

, and the Security Bureau can naturally use these devices. So in order to prevent this from happening, they must cut off the data connection between here and the outside world. Kajiajia is now alone.

"Ah, it seems that God is determined to make me a hero through meritorious deeds! Then let me, who ranks first in simulated combat, save everyone!" Kajiajia thought in his heart.

Thirty minutes later.

"Bah! I'm going to die! How come these bastards are all operating in groups of three! How do I start? And even if there are more people, they are all equipped with full-body armor! I am just a spy, not someone who can tear flesh with my hands.

Superhero!"

Kajiajia, who was lying in the ventilation duct, roared in his heart. The tension and unwillingness in his heart surged into his heart, and he almost cried.

"It was agreed that the protagonist would kill a lone cannon fodder to obtain equipment, then assassinate and eliminate the trash along the way, then create an incident to distract the guards, and finally kill the BOSS to rescue the masses! This is completely different from what is shown in the movie! Where is the training?

If a man fights ten with his bare hands, I want to learn!"

After crawling in the ventilation duct for a long time, Kajiajia did not find a single rebel, which made her extremely sad. But she did not find nothing. Along the way, Kajiajia discovered that there were rebels guarding the intersection and patrolling, but there were no rebels.

Not much, most areas have long blank periods. Kajiajia regretted a little, he should have watched the surveillance for a while, but he ran out rashly and came to such a bad place.

Yes, because she didn't know the structure of the building, she had already separated from the employee area and entered the business area. As for the specific location, it was just above the casino lobby. But thanks to her insect's talent for delicate hands and feet, she was ventilating

The action in the pipe is silent.

Kajiajia wanted to take out the terminal to take a look at the map, but found that he had forgotten to download it just now. To connect wirelessly at this location, it was basically a suicide attempt. Through the grid, Kajiajia could clearly see

The rebel technical team in the corner of the hall is lined with various antennas. Who knows if any of them can track signals?

"I can't fight, I can't run, and if I wait a little longer, the building will explode again. What should I do?"

Kajiajia was at a loss and could only wait and see how the situation developed.

Thirty minutes later.

The situation seemed to have turned around. Most of the militants seemed to have received some order and ran out with various weapons. Only a few people were left in the hall to guard the hostages.

As for why they are not worried about the hostages resisting, firstly, no one is willing to jump out to take bullets for others, this is human nature; secondly, the rebel commander has an H2 plasma heavy machine gun in front of him, although the model is a bit older.

, but its goals remain as fragile as they were a hundred years ago.

"It seems that the troops of the Security Bureau have already taken action. All the rebels' manpower has been sent out to deal with them. They should not be able to come back for a while to add more troops. So, do I have a chance?"

Kajiajia thought quickly, trying to come up with an effective plan to harass the rebels from the inside. If the inside and outside work together, it shouldn't be very difficult to solve the problem.

However this is of no use.

After all, Kajiajia is just a spy, not a super spy. With only one non-lethal weapon on her body, she has no way to fight against the heavily armed soldiers. All the training she has received is to hide herself.

Track and capture the target unexpectedly. If it is an attacker wearing an explosive vest, Kajiajia can quickly identify it and instantly incapacitate the opponent. But facing several armed men with weapons, it is difficult to fight

The manual says to take cover and call for support.

"Which idiot designed this equipment for us? It's obviously designed to deal with dangerous rebels, but he gave us a toy that can only discharge electricity! We are not policemen catching thieves, we have to deal with rebels with real people! Safety!

Are all the top management of the bureau idiots?"

Kajiajia complained in his heart, but a stupid idea slowly emerged.

"If I let the terminal communicate with the outside world at full power and actively expose my position, they will definitely send people to eliminate me as an unstable factor. And most of the personnel are busy dealing with the security forces, so the number of people sent will definitely be very few," he said.

Maybe I have a chance to kill them."

Kajiajia was trembling slightly as she thought about it. Although she is the number one among the spy students in this period, she has not experienced a single actual combat so far. Thanks to her good luck, in her usual tasks, she has

She can only encounter some thieves and robbers. She has no pressure to deal with these people with her bare hands.

A lot of the training content for secret agents is the same as that of special police officers. Shooting and rescue are all included in the courses. But the problem is that special police officers are armed before going on a mission, while Kajiajia only has a toy gun.

"Eggy, I must have memorized too many secret agent codes to think of sacrificing myself! If I really did that, it would be a disaster! I must be quite afraid of death, otherwise I wouldn't have chosen it in the first place.

The secret agent is a non-direct confrontation unit. Alas, I should have chosen something else, otherwise I would not be able to do anything like now."

Kajiajia complained in his heart, completely forgetting that his appearance at the entertainment venue during working hours was the cause of his current predicament.

"Eggy, do it, you'll probably die! If you're shot to death, there will still be a whole body, but when the building blows up, you won't even be able to find it!"

Kajiajia became cruel and began to move outside the hall, then took out his personal terminal.

Today I will continue to talk about the problem of clicking on the latest chapter.

Then it was gone.

If nothing else, the gay dramas in this world all take place between non-human races.

While enjoying friendship, you can also cure the problem of racial discrimination, killing two birds with one stone.


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