Chapter 241

"Bah!"

McCullen gnashed his teeth and came out from under the table. He spit hard at the two masked thugs who were killed by his random gun: "Fark squid, dare to beat my wife. It's cheap for you to shoot you down."

With that, McCullen still felt angry and fired two more shots at the body.

At this time, the walkie talkie on the mob's shoulder suddenly rang: "where are you shooting? If anyone finds anything unusual, report it immediately! "

Then the walkie talkie rang, and the crisp answer: "group 2 didn't find it."

"Not found in group 3."

"4 groups were not found."

……

"What about group 1? 1 group answers. "

Looking at the bloody corpses beaten by himself, McCullen estimated that the two fools should be the so-called "group 1". Since the person is dead, it will be exposed sooner or later. McCullen simply picked up the walkie talkie and threatened: "group 1 is dead. Now I'm going to find you, * *"

After spewing out vulgar words that could not be made, McCullen directly turned off the walkie talkie, searched the body for weapons and ammunition, and left the room quickly.

Pidos, who was still searching upstairs, almost smashed the walkie talkie when he heard McCullen's words. He gnashed his teeth and said, "everyone, turn to the standby channel immediately."

After turning the walkie talkie to the standby channel, he continued to order: "attention of other groups, block the search area of group 1, and enter again when I arrive."

He led his men and rushed towards the elevator.

After pidos and others left, a door opened, and Sharon appeared quietly like a ghost.

Looking at the direction of the mob's departure, Xie Lun secretly charged: "it seems that old Mai has started below. This can also attract some fire for me. I hope he is safe and sound. Amitabha, God bless."

He prayed perfunctorily, then turned and looked out of the window: "after such a long time, the pervert who tore steel with his hands, shot laser with his eyes and could fly and jump still doesn't come? Don't care about your wife? "

Sharon rubbed his chin and looked at the flashing alarm light downstairs: "or is there no super in the world, or is there no super in the world?"

At this time, NIA has completely blocked the perimeter of the building, and the flashing alarm lights flow on the streets like a river.

The helicopter sprayed with NIA pattern circled in the air and drove away all other unidentified helicopters trying to get close.

Now, the ratings of channel 1 of the daily planet are rising like a rocket. After all, it is rare for so many rich people to be pointed at with guns and squat on the ground like chicks.

Other TV stations are in a hurry. After all, the rise in the ratings of channel 1 means the decline in the ratings of other channels. But when you broadcast the first channel, you have to pay. Paying for it may not necessarily bring back the ratings.

Other TV stations are worried. Their big bosses are squatting in the square building. They can't get first-hand resources.

In desperation, they can only find another way. Since I can't get the independent broadcast picture in the building, I shoot it from the outside and from all angles.

It's really not good. We sent death squads, transported them directly from the air to the roof of the building by helicopter, and forcibly broke in to shoot.

As for the thugs and bombs inside, life is nothing for ratings and money.

However, their ideas are very beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.

Willie knew the madness of those media reporters very well, so he blocked all areas around the building, including the airspace, at the first time.

Sitting in the command car and looking at the towering building through the skylight, Willie frowned tightly. At this time, the next man said, "manager, I carefully checked the live broadcast playback. I can be sure that there is no group leader Sharon among the hostages in the picture."

Willie frowned. "Are you sure?"

"I've seen it three times, and I really haven't." The man hesitated, "what's more, if group leader Sharon is killed, according to the arrogant character of those thugs, he will certainly hype."

"So the smelly boy Sharon must be fine," Willie said. "Now in this situation, hope can only be put on him."

The man hesitated and said, "but no matter how powerful team leader Sharon is, he has only one person. And the number of thugs across the street is uncertain. It's too risky for him to act alone. "

Willie nodded, "so he will find a way to send us a message."

Willie and his colleagues neglected a problem, that is, the mob asked the police not to cut off the communication signal. Since Sharon was not controlled by the mob, why didn't he send messages or call the outside world?

So the answer is

"Sorry, the number you dialed is empty..."

McCullen stared at his cell phone and asked if it was 911.

In this case, the cell phone signal is clearly full, and I don't owe money. Why can't I make a phone call and send the information failed.

It wasn't just a call to the police. McCullen failed to call anyone.

"Head, I found an unknown signal I want to send out." A thin blonde man walked up to Hans and whispered, "after positioning, I found that the signal is in the building."

Hans sneered: "it should be the mouse. Send the location information to pidos and let him dig out the mouse."

McCullen doesn't know his position has been exposed and is still trying to make a phone call. Until he heard a crisp sound outside, the jar fell to the ground.

That's the early warning facility he arranged in advance.

Without hesitation, McCullen turned to draw his gun, aimed at the dark figure who had just poked his head out and fired.

There was only a dull noise, and the shadow fell to the ground. But then he stretched out two rifles and fired wildly at McCullen.

Although the people outside the building could not hear the gunshot because of the distance, the window in the dark suddenly flashed light, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Although the reporters could not get close to the square building, they still overcame all difficulties. In addition to the police blockade, high magnification cameras were set up on the roof of the nearest building to shoot at the building.

The window, which suddenly flashed brightly, immediately attracted their attention. Immediately transfer the lens, zoom in and aim at the window.

It was a huge row of French windows, and the camera could only capture a human figure. In the flickering gunfire, norteng kept walking.

Only ten seconds later, the gunfire stopped.

The French window fell into darkness again.

All the audience looked at the screen nervously and guessed what had happened in the building.

Did a SWAT break in?

"The head was broken by three brothers, but the mouse ran away."

His men reported to Hans with a low head.

Hans sneered: "agent NIA is different. So many people can't catch him alone?"

Listening to Hans's question, the man's head drooped lower.

Hans thought for a moment, picked up the walkie talkie and said in a deep voice, "although the time is a little early, the game still begins. Pidos, let No. 4 take the strengthening medicine. You press the array in the back. "

After that, he went to the door of the venue, pushed the door open a gap, looked at all the hostages squatting inside, and suddenly whispered, "tell them, we are not violent terrorists who ignore personal rights. If you need convenience, you can propose to go to the bathroom in groups of two and under the supervision of our people. "