Xu Chuan clearly felt that the whole building had shaking twice, and with the two huge explosions, he knew that something was definitely a big deal.
The power of the explosion just now was almost the same as the bomb he had put in London before, and the distance was quite close, and it should not exceed two kilometers.
He was holding his mobile phone and searching for the latest news, but the Indian government had previously implemented news controls, and no new news has been sent yet.
These trash will only help you.
Xu Chuan complained, then stood up and said to Curtis, "I'll go and take a look, here you can watch it."
"Boss, I'll go."
Curtis wanted to stop the other party, but Xu Chuan shook the tactical terminal in his hand, "I opened the map, and I move faster than you."
"And watching them, no videos are allowed from now on."
Curtis nodded and agreed, but he was still worried. Although they controlled the surveillance system, the cameras in the hotel were also damaged, and there were many blind spots that were invisible.
Xu Chuan did not bring that AKMS, and did not go through the front door, but went downstairs from the employee passage, which could lead to the kitchen on the first floor.
However, the surveillance shows that there has been people guarding it there, probably because there is a back door in the kitchen.
Xu Chuan carefully walked down the stairs in the dark, always paying attention to his feet. Anyway, if it were him, he would set up a thunder here.
However, the other party didn't seem to have expected this. He went down to the second floor smoothly, and the kitchen was below.
Two mixing wires were pulled at the corner of the stairs. If Xu Chuan hadn't been careful every step, he would easily have been hit.
However, the settings are relatively rough, not light or dark, and there will be no problems as long as you don't touch them.
There are two roads in the employee passage, one leading to the outside of the hotel, a narrow alley, and the other is heading to the back kitchen.
Xu Chuan looked at the position of the back door. The door made of iron railings was locked by an iron chain. It was not difficult to open an ordinary lock.
Then I went back to another road. The door here was not big. It should be a small locker room when walking in.
Further ahead is the spacious operating room in the kitchen. Xu Chuan hugged in. An attacker in a sportswear was sitting on a chair, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed.
More than ten hours have passed, and even if these people take drugs, the effect should be over.
Xu Chuan lay on the ground and crawled forward slowly, trying not to make any noise.
He stood up when he reached the blind spot of the other party's sight and picked up a Western-style kitchen knife from the operating table.
Although he can do such a thing as breaking a person's neck, he should use a knife to avoid accidents.
He touched the man quietly, and Xu Chuan held his breath and looked at the other person.
He is really not old, he looks like he is leaning against a chair and seems to be asleep.
This man had an injury on his leg, which must have been caused by attacking the club before, so he was arranged here because he was unable to move.
This also shows that the other party’s staff is not enough.
The rifle belt in his hand is hung around his neck, the large paddle is in the safety position, and his right hand is placed on the butt stock.
Xu Chuan glanced at the location of the gate, and then used the tactical terminal to confirm again that there was no one in the passage outside.
Then, his left hand covered his mouth from behind the other party, and the knife in his right hand cut his neck without hesitation, and a large stream of blood immediately poured out.
"It's okay, it's okay, it'll be fine right away..."
Of course, Xu Chuan felt the other party's struggle, but in order not to make too much noise, he exerted great force on his left hand.
Not long after, the man was left with only twitching, but Xu Chuan knew that he was not dead yet, and it would take some time before he suffocated.
He pulled the person off the chair and placed it carefully on the ground, and the blood slowly spread under his body.
He picked up the AKMS on his body and put it aside, then searched the other person's body and found a shabby wallet with a photo of a family of six.
In addition to this and the spare magazine, there is also a walkie-talkie on it.
The passage from the kitchen to the lobby is quite long, with a password-free security door in the middle, and it also passes through a corner, and the passage from the delivery of dishes is a window.
No wonder almost all the people in the kitchen are in the club, and they can save many people along the way.
Unless they destroy the security door with a password, they can only climb in through the window where the food is delivered.
And the open door is now full of bullet holes.
Xu Chuan took the Glock 17 and walked slowly forward until the corner.
Further ahead is the lobby, and above his head is the terrace where he killed two attackers before.
The overall shape of the terrace is a semi-circle, half covering the entire hall, and the center is a platform, and there are two stairs on one left and one right.
Much like the shape of a European royal palace in the past.
In addition to the corpses piled in the corners, there were about dozens of survivors in the hall.
These people are leaning against the wall, or sitting on the ground, relying on each other to rest.
The attackers seemed to have integrated the teams that were originally distributed throughout Mumbai.
Now, in addition to Xu Chuan and others killed, there are still seven or eight people in the hall.
In addition to the alerts in various places, the number of people is about fifteen.
It's not a lot, but it's quite troublesome.
After a night of killing, there were much more people in Mumbai than Xu Chuan died in his previous life.
According to previous news reports, the number of police, tourists and civilians who have been confirmed to have died has reached 200.
This hasn't added the two explosions just now.
Xu Chuan felt that this was more people than those who died at the Paris Summit in previous years.
The attackers in the lobby did not get together, but were distributed in every corner.
Xu Chuan didn't dare to get too close, so he could only hide in the shadow, then poked his phone out of the corner of the wall and recorded the situation in the hall first.
There is a bald head here, probably the commander of these attackers. He is now on the phone and is holding a detonator in his right hand.
Bombs have been arranged around the hall.
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The bald man made a phone call was not small, but Xu Chuan really couldn't understand it.
He did not avoid those present, and it was obvious that they did not intend to let the hostages leave alive.
Xu Chuan didn't dare to stay for too long. If someone patrol saw him, he would have to fight to the death.
Master Xu didn't want to fight hard at all, and it hurts very much.
Put away your phone, and send the video to Berkhof, asking Umbrella to find someone to translate what it is saying.
Of course, we also need to check who this guy is.
Umbrella has obtained most of the photos of this group through surveillance, but these people should have been ordinary civilians before, and there is no relevant information in the database.
The bald man was hiding surveillance before and after the attack, and the camera in the lobby was completely destroyed.
This man is obviously a veteran and should not be an ordinary little person.
...
Latif stood at the scene of the explosion, and although his face was expressionless, his eyes betrayed how excited he was.
He didn't expect that this plan would be successful so easily, these stupid Indians.
The Indian Minister of Security and his subordinates were basically wiped out. In addition, the newly appointed anti-terrorism commander, more than a dozen elite troops of the Black Cat Special Forces, plus local officials in Mumbai and reporters on the scene, of course, more civilians were still there.
The car bomb sent all the people surrounding the ambulance to the sky, causing at least hundreds of casualties.
But he still has some regrets. If he had those chemical weapons in his hand, he would definitely gain greater results.
Latif even helped the people on the scene to rescue several wounded people.
After appreciating his own fruit of victory, he turned his attention to the direction of the Taj Mahal Hotel.
Now there is Professor Mahad left.
Unfortunately, Abasi Savoha died, and this guy made a very wrong choice.
Bell Griers, who was Umbrella, must not use such tough means.
Latif has seen the whole process of Abasi Savoha being shot on social media, and he can only express his condolences to this guy who always sponsors himself.
To be continued...