No matter what, the members of Team B still picked up their equipment and boarded the C-17 transport plane.
Jason Hayes, who was currently suspended, looked at them with envy.
"Jason."
Adam Silver came over.
He and Jason Hayes were already very good friends, and it was not his own intention to take Jason's place this time.
Jason shook his head. He knew what the other party would say, "Adam, Team B is the best."
"Oh, don't worry, I will never embarrass your B team."
After saying that, Adam Silver boarded the plane directly, while Jason Hayes watched the plane take off from the runway.
When the plane disappeared into the clouds, he sighed and walked into the headquarters of the base. He came today to ask his commander when he would be reinstated.
Although it was a pity not to be able to go on missions with the team members, what was even more serious was that his daughter was about to go to college, and the tuition fees were a lot of money.
Moreover, the house loan still needs to be repaid. If he is unable to receive the field allowance for a long time, he may really go bankrupt.
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"Pile this chair on top."
In the Taj Mahal Hotel, Xu Chuan was still directing the survivors to reinforce the temporary bunker.
The reason for dealing with those KB elements is only one of them. The other reason is to keep these people busy.
He didn't know how long he would be trapped. If the time was too long, these people would probably have a mental breakdown.
By then, the opponent may not have attacked yet, and they themselves will be in chaos.
Find something for them to do, make these people feel that they can save their lives in this way, and most people will not cause any trouble.
"Hey, why don't you take matters into your own hands and order us around?"
However, there are hundreds of people of all kinds, and there will always be a few weirdos.
A local rich man in Mumbai, who is also a guest of Mukesh Abani, is expressing his dissatisfaction with Xu Chuan's behavior.
It is estimated that no one has ever ordered him to do this or that in his life.
At this time, everyone else also stopped what they were doing, and this was the question they wanted to ask.
Xu Chuan looked at the other person with a stupid expression, then laughed, and took the initiative to send him to his door to scare others. This was really a bit embarrassing.
He pulled out a solid wood stick from the piled bunker, which should be a decoration on a clothes hanger.
Xu Chuan weighed it twice in his hand, and then smashed it over head and face.
Under the horrified gazes of others, Xu Chuan directly broke the stick, which was as thick as his wrist.
And the talkative guy was already lying on the ground and fainted with blood on his face.
Then his wife rushed over, looking like she was dying. It is estimated that if Xu Chuan hadn't held a gun in his hand, she might have fought him desperately.
But Xu Chuan just waved to Curtis and asked him to throw the man who was pretending to be dead on the ground out of the bunker.
Then he turned around and looked around everyone, and then said, "You can challenge my authority at any time, but the one who loses will get out of this room."
Listening to the woman's pitiful cry, everyone was avoiding Xu Chuan's eyes, while those who had stopped immediately started to continue working.
Although they don't know how long they will do it.
Vasily from NV Investment Company came over and said, "You are right. This is how we should deal with these Indians."
Xu Chuan rolled his eyes. If he hadn't seen that the other party was Alex's, he would have dealt with this idiot in the same way.
Their communication has not been interrupted, so everyone from the outside world can obtain it.
The tragic situation and incompetence of the Mumbai police were seen by everyone, and the delay in the arrival of the black cat special forces made Mukesh Abani a little angry.
He kept calling people, and his phone was almost out of battery.
And now some senior officials in Mumbai have begun not to answer his calls.
As for his helicopter, there was not even a shadow.
Not everyone in the world wants him to come back alive. His brother has already sent a message to Xu Chuan through an intermediary. As long as his brother dies in the hotel, he can agree to all the conditions Umbrella proposed.
Xu Chuan hasn't figured out how to deal with this matter yet.
Damien Scott successfully went to the fourth floor and brought back not only the travel bag that Xu Chuan had placed there, but also a woman.
It was the woman he had tried to hook up with in the bar before, but failed.
This woman must be a South Asian, and she looks a little embarrassed. She must have hidden in every nook and cranny to avoid the attackers.
Xu Chuan doesn't care about this. There is no difference between one more and one less here.
And the one who was beaten by him is still crying in the corridor outside, saying that he was wrong.
Maybe it was because Umbrella's warning had an effect, maybe it was because of other reasons.
Now the attackers and these people seem to have formed a balance. Those people knew that they were here, but they did not attack.
The surveillance showed that the attackers really had no intention of attacking, but the guests and hotel waiters on the lower floors who had not had time to evacuate were almost killed by these people.
It's not that these people haven't thought about taking refuge in the club on the top floor, but most of them were hunted on the road.
Xu Chuan had nothing to do about this matter, and it was impossible for him to get himself and Curtis involved just to save people.
He never thought of himself as a superhero or that he could solve everything.
But one thing is obvious: these attackers haven't found the person they are looking for yet.
Xu Chuan couldn't touch his chin so coincidentally, right? That woman is right here?
He waved his hand and called Damien Scott over. This guy is much more honest now.
"BOSS, what's going on?"
"Is the weapons expert you were looking for before a man or a woman? You don't even know his age, right?"
Scott thought for a while, but still shook his head, "I'm not sure."
The batch of chemical weapons that Britain and the United States planned to frame for Saddam disappeared on the way.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, the British and American parties involved in this matter cannot publicize it everywhere.
Therefore, there has been very little information from the outside world over the years. If Luo Jialing hadn't taken a risk and promoted Branch 20 in Macau last time, they might still have only a little knowledge of this matter now.
From the current point of view, in addition to a British defense company, a weapons expert named Mahad was also involved in that incident.
After that incident passed, all the people involved disappeared. It was not until the past two years that the weapons expert named Mahad showed any trace of him because he provided weapons information to Barkstein.
Xu Chuan thought for a while, and wondered if the following group of people were also looking for this person.
Although the Americans brought laundry detergent at the United Nations General Assembly, what they framed was definitely real.
A large number of VX or other chemical weapons have been hidden, and I don't know how many people are interested in these things.
To be honest, he is really not familiar with chemical weapons. It has been so many years, has the shelf life still not expired?
But Xu Chuan is very aware of the power of this thing. If there was this thing in the hotel now, he would immediately jump out of the window and run away.
His eyes slowly swept across the women in the room. That Mahad couldn't be among these people.
If we exclude the guests invited by Mukesh Abani, as well as those who are too old or too young, there are not many possibilities left, probably only three or four people.
He immediately sent a message to Birkhoff, asking him to confirm the identities of these survivors through surveillance videos, especially those women.
Just as he was thinking about it, Curtis came over, holding the walkie-talkie captured by Xu Chuan in his hand.
"Boss, those guys seem to want to negotiate with you."
Xu Chuan raised his eyebrows. Have these people finally thought of walkie-talkies? Their reaction is really slow.
He took it and then heard the person inside speaking in English with a strong South Asian accent, "Mr. Grylls from Umbrella, let's talk."
Xu Chuan pressed the PTT button and replied, "Find someone who speaks English without an accent."
The other party didn't speak for a long time, and it was at least half a minute before he said, "Mr. Grylls, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Look, you don't even understand what I'm saying, so hurry up and find someone who speaks English well."
"It sounds so strenuous. Have you ever gone to school? How can you be an international terrorist with this level of education?"
"Is it okay to pursue a little bit? How can you become bigger and stronger like this?"
"You think just killing a few people is enough? If you can't even become an internet celebrity like this, how can you be a terrorist?"
"Hey, do you know Mukesh Abani? He is the richest man in Asia. If you don't surrender, be careful that Mr. Abani will not spare you."
"Do you know how rich Mr. Abani is? He is worth more than 30 billion U.S. dollars. He can kill you if you throw money at him."
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Xu Chuan pressed PTT without letting go, and the other party could only listen like this.
Everyone in the club stared at him dumbfounded.
Especially Mukesh Abani, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat the opponent, he would definitely pounce on Xu Chuan and fight to the death.
Xu Chuan kept talking for at least ten minutes, and finally stopped because he felt thirsty.
He chirped twice, and the little girl named Betty immediately ran over and handed him an unopened bottle of bottled water.
Oh, this child is so cute. He reached out and rubbed the other person's soft hair twice.
Then he unscrewed the bottle cap with one hand and said, "Hey, why is this man silent? Is he vomiting blood?"
Curtis' facial muscles twitched, and then he pointed at the intercom, "Boss, you kept pressing PTT and didn't let go."
Well, okay, he forgot about it.
When I released the PTT, there was no voice from the other party on the intercom.
Half a minute later, Xu Chuan stood up and said, "Get ready to fight, these people are planning to attack."
Others, "It's not because of you..."
But no one dared to say it. The one just now was still crying outside the bunker.
"Civilians all hide inside." Xu Chuan shouted.
Curtis pulled the guy who was thrown outside back, and by this time the guy had learned to say thank you.
"Thank you, thank you so much..."
Therefore, people's learning ability will be very strong under extreme pressure. This is not without scientific reason.
Xu Chuan unfolded the metal stock of the AKMS, then replaced it with a magazine, and skillfully pulled the charging handle with his backhand to load the bullet.
Then he took out a few grenades from the bag and handed them to Curtis.
Let Mukoshi's bodyguards pay attention to the employee passage. However, the space there is narrow and difficult to defend and difficult to attack. With Scott on hand to support them, it shouldn't be a big problem.
As for the main entrance, they filled half of the corridor with thick solid wood furniture from the club. Xu Chuan didn't think those ten or so people would have a chance to capture this place.
It might have caused him some trouble two hours ago, but now, let those idiots eat their shit.
"Watch their explosives, others have their fire extinguishers ready."
The hotel manager and the waiters nervously held the fire extinguisher and leaned against the wall. Several people were so scared that they were almost trembling.
"Be careful to hide, listen to my commands, and don't run out by yourself."
"The walls here are made of brick and concrete, which is enough to stop bullets."
Xu Chuan quickly issued orders. Fortunately, these Indians were very obedient.
Just when they were almost ready, the elevator door opened.
These guys just took the elevator across the corridor and came up.
I wiped it, and Xu Chuan was shocked. He excitedly held the AKMS in the reserved shooting hole, and fired a series of bursts.
MD, I really don’t take Master Xu seriously.
As soon as the opponent got out of the elevator, and before he even raised his gun, he was hit by Xu Chuan's series of shots.
Xu Chuan did not kill them, but shot them in the legs.
The remaining two immediately retreated into the elevator, then hid on the side and fired their guns towards the bunker.
At this time, Xu Chuan had already retreated through the club's door.
After all, this is not a real bunker. Even if it has been piled up several layers, no one knows whether these wooden furniture can completely block bullets.
A series of bullets hit the wood and a piece of wood splintered.
Xu Chuan then carried the AKMS behind his back, took out a grenade, pulled the safety cover, squatted by the door and threw it towards the stairs.
He couldn't see the stairwell from his position, but Xu Chuan felt that these guys were likely to attack from two locations.
There was an explosion, and curses rang out from the stairwell.
How dare you use such a little trick to be conspicuous. If these dozen people really dare to attack like this, Xu Chuan will really save trouble.
He can grind everyone to death here.
The other party seemed to have discovered at this time that they had transformed half of the corridor into a bunker.
Someone shouted in a language that Xu Chuan could not understand, and then several grenades were thrown over.
"Grenade, concealment!"
Xu Chuan shouted and quickly hid behind the wall.
Another piece of sawdust flew and swept into the club along with the shock wave.
However, everyone inside knew not to get close to the gate, so they all crowded into the innermost area. Of course, no one was injured.
Of course, Xu Chuan was not to be outdone. He threw out grenades one by one, and then he and Curtis took advantage of the explosion and quickly entered the shooting position to suppress the opponent.
It didn't take long for the entire corridor to be filled with smoke that smelled like burning.
The club was filled with gloom and gloom, and many people began to cry when they heard the fierce gunfire.
Those who originally thought it was safe here were hiding in the corner, their bodies shaking like chaff. They all learned through social media how cruel these KB elements were.
If these people come in, they may all be dead. Many people are praying.
Some people had the courage to hold up their mobile phones and take pictures of the scene and post them on social media.