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Chapter 171 Hostage Crisis (1)

The gunshots at the NATO headquarters finally gradually became sparse, but the battle had not yet ended completely, and some guards were still hiding in some relatively strong bunkers to resist tenaciously, shooting at the Chinese special forces soldiers with pistols and rifles. The Shaolin soldiers licked their lips excitedly and rushed wherever there was gunshot. After the major in black used precise shots to suppress the firepower of the resisters, a fire dragon sprayed over. The headquarters, which was already thick smoke and rolling in flames, had one or two more firemen shouting and running around. These Chinese special forces soldiers were cruel and ruthless.

, swept every corner without any movement, and a magnetic storm grenade swung over it, and the arc flashed and plasma erupted. These mice that were reluctant to come out were immediately burned into coke! No matter whether you are a civilian, a trained agent, or a tenacious headquarters guard, there is no possibility of escape under their sweep. Want to escape in front of this group of expert commandos, turn into a lone hero like a Hollywood blockbuster, and finally achieve a shocking reversal to save the earth? The possibility is infinitely close to zero!

Liu Zhe counted the hostages in his hands, beloved, this net caught a lot of big fish. The president and vice president alone caught seven, and there were two prime ministers, five chiefs of the General Staff, one minister of national defense, a dozen security ministers, and the director of the Intelligence Bureau. It can be said that more than half of the backbone of NATO organization fell into their hands. As for the captured civilian officials, soldiers, logistics personnel, speedometers, secretary and others, as many as two hundred

Thirty people, and more than one hundred and fifty people were killed, the blood released flushed the entire NATO president. His contemptuous eyes passed by the well-dressed politicians, who were taller than the top and good at dancing, and could determine the life and death of millions of people in one sentence trembled under his cold eyes. He smiled and said to Liu Weiping: "I bet that no special forces can achieve such brilliant results as ours."

Liu Weiping's face was not filled with joy: "It's a pity that the president of the double-headed eagle ran away. If we failed to catch him, our plan failed halfway!"

Liu Zhe frowned: "How did he run away? Didn't he chase him?"

Liu Weiping pointed to the wall behind him: "There is an elevator hidden here, leading to an underground tunnel that is dozens of meters deep. He escaped through this elevator. The impact resistance of this wall is comparable to that of tank armor. We exploded it twice with plastic explosives but failed to explode it. Even if it exploded, it was too late. I guess at this time, the guy had already taken a bulletproof car to escape to a safe position through the underground passage with all connections, and then dispatched troops to try to catch us all."

Liu Zhe sighed regretfully: "What a pity..."

Liu Weiping saw it, "Forget it, there is no perfect thing in the world. It is good to be able to do this." After looking at the watch, he said, "According to the defense plan of NATO headquarters, after the headquarters was attacked, the NATO security department stationed in Brussels within three minutes.

The armed helicopter of the team's Kingfisher Special Aviation Brigade will appear above our heads, and within five minutes, the 119th Battalion will arrive; within ten minutes, the main force of the Belgian Defense Forces Alpine Amphibious Commando will be in armored vehicles to reinforce; fifteen minutes, the main force of the German Ninth Border Defense Brigade and the British Special Air Service Regiment will board the plane to drive here; half an hour later, the entire NATO special forces will receive relevant orders! Taking the headquarters is just the beginning, and the real tough battle is still behind! Defensive work will be handed over to you first, and I have to contact the country before they react!"

Liu Zhe said: "Don't worry, unless I die, they will not want to step into the headquarters!"

Liu Weiping said: "Be careful, I guess those guys have turned into mad dogs now, so it's not fun to let them take a bite."

Liu Zhe glanced at him: "Do they have you crazy?"

Liu Weiping laughed and turned to the communication room. There, several special forces who were proficient in password cracking were busy and busy, trying to break through the communication satellite's defense system, control a satellite, and use it to connect with the Republic on the other side of the earth.

As Liu Weiping expected, just three minutes later, a team of armed helicopters flew over, like a group of annoying crows, and the reaction was really fast enough. However, at this time, there were thick smoke everywhere in Brussels, making it difficult to see things. It was really not easy for these helicopters to find the headquarters. Unexpectedly, just as these helicopters were hovering in vain over the city, the fire at the headquarters was unexpectedly extinguished, and the shadowy tall building at the headquarters appeared in the pilot's field of view! The overjoyed pilot lowered the altitude and pressed the cannon's firing button. However, the next scene made them widen their eyes: a group of people walked up to the balcony as if they were tired of living, and shot out a banner of six or seven meters long, which read in English: "Fire at me!"

The slogans are arrogant enough, but the people who put them out are not arrogant at all. On the contrary, the pilots found that each of them was shaking. Just look at their straight suits and shiny leather shoes, and you can think of them with your knees. They would definitely not be terrorists who were tired of living. Most of them were important figures of a certain country, or even the president of a country! Although these politicians have already sent their faces to the countryside to ask for a slap in the face, none of the pilots hovering in the sky dared to fire, and they were laughing and playing. When the button was pressed, they would fly blood and flesh. A round of machine cannons and shells would sweep down and several chiefs of staff of the Prime Minister were killed. A rocket was smashed down. At least one head of state was blown to pieces. Do they dare to fire? Can they fire?

They dare not fire, but it does not mean that they dare not.

Bang!

A one-meter-long flame tongue splashed out from the balcony, an AH-1 super cobra body trembled, and a big fire broke out with a sound of the fuel tank, splitting, the whole frame

In the blink of an eye, the helicopter turned into a fireball, and fell down with a sad roar, and another building was in trouble. The entire helicopter group was like a group of sparrows that heard the gunshots, scattering everywhere with a bang. Several pilots saw a terrorist standing up from the sniper position with a 12.7mm caliber sniper rifle in his hand, and raised a thumbs to the sky. The contempt and arrogance made every pilot's eyes turn red, and he wished he could sweep the rockets on the helicopter's air-to-ground missile cannon shells and beat that guy into meat paste!

However, they dared not fire. Once the fire was opened, that guy would not survive, but the big guys had to turn into meat sauce. Who can bear the responsibility? I will endure it, no matter how much I endure it, I will almost endure the internal injuries!

More than ten minutes later, the pilots who were so angry that they were injured and almost vomited blood and died of death. They realized that compared with the miserable Belgian National Wehrmacht and the 119th Special Service Battalion, they were considered happy.

The first to dispatch was the 119 Special Service Battalion. 119 was the fire alarm call from China. Rescuing people was like putting out a fire. The 119 Special Service Battalion was as fast as the fire brigade of China. More than 500 officers and soldiers from the battalion were divided into more than 70 vehicles, and they rushed to the headquarters like crazy and screamed. This battalion is an elite force directly under the NATO headquarters. The officers and soldiers selected the best from the defense forces of more than a dozen member states. The soldiers were of high quality, had a strong sense of honor, and were also very well-equipped. No matter from any angle, they were a very capable army. But the taste of the face-saving project of this army was too

It was a little thicker, and more than a dozen languages ​​were in more than a dozen countries, communication was very problematic. Usually everyone speaks English and can barely get through it. Now the situation is critical. Maybe their president has become a prisoner. In a hurry, who can care about so many? The officers issued orders in more than a dozen languages, and they were quarreling with ducks. There were also orders from the General Staff of the Belgian National Defense Forces, orders from the Belgian Prime Minister's Office, requests from the Belgian King of Greece, instructions from the NATO Security Ministry, inquiry from the EU headquarters... Damn, how could so many people give orders to them! Who should they listen to!

Don't worry about who should listen to it. The hostage problem must be solved. The 119 Special Service Battalion had to endure the high decibel noise attacks of more and more big figures. They used armored vehicles and light tanks to break out cars that blocked the kilometers and advanced towards the headquarters with difficulty. When they arrived at Central Street, a gunshot came from a distance, revealing half of their bodies from the armored vehicles. The battalion commander, who was yelling at the walkie-talk, had his whole head blasted into seventeen or eighteen pieces, blood, brains, and bones splashed seven or eight meters away, and they all fell on the body of the vehicle. On the road, peach blossoms bloomed. This was the first drop of blood that the 119 Special Service Battalion had no practical experience for its own tenderness. The deputy leader with a little practical experience shouted: "If you have a sniper, be careful!" With a whoosh, he retreated into the armored vehicle to avoid the sniper rifle bullet that might have flew towards him.

However, Youlang didn't think so. Seeing the battle situation at a stalemate, he waved his hand and the roar of the engine sounded. A truck pulled a huge oil tank and rushed towards the 119 Special Service Battalion like crazy! The officers and soldiers of the battalion opened their mouths, their hands and feet were cold. It took several seconds to react and let out a wild cry: "Run!" Throw down the weapon and kicked the car door, and ran away! Someone instinctively aimed at the oil tanker truck. Before he could pull the machine, the gun was knocked off by the people around him. Just kidding, the entire block would have to be bombed for half a day when you fired. Do we still have a way out? In less than twenty seconds, the entire battalion joined the ranks of escape. Hundreds of people rolled and cried, howling ghosts and wolves, which was spectacular!

Youlang laughed loudly: "Idiot, there is no oil in the oil tank, you are fooled! Beat me to death!"

Four commandos carried the rocket launcher and fired it calmly. The rocket pulled out straight tail lines and landed behind the guys who were running fast. They exploded dullly, and the smoke with a odor spread out. They caught up with the NATO soldiers who were only rushing to escape along the wind. Many NATO soldiers ran and suddenly found that their throats seemed to be pinched, and they couldn't breathe. First one after another, then one group of them

A group of people slammed their necks to the ground, kicked their legs, screaming, and splashed yellow bubbles out of their mouths... Not only them, but even the citizens and tourists hiding in every corner of the street were in trouble. Yellow smoke slowly drifted by, and soldiers and civilians lying on the ground and breathing everywhere, and corpses with yellow bubbles all over the mouths were full of distorted faces. 119 Special Service Camp, died before they could succeed!
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