"I've left it to you here, and I still have a task to do." Wang Shangen, who had received the final payment in the corridor on the top floor of the hotel, didn't want to stay here anymore. If Victor's affairs were delayed, it would not be a solution to the loss of money.
"Don't worry, don't worry, I can't delay anything. When the employer has enough fun, I can go over and help you." Although Breal was bleeding in his heart, he smiled very happily on his face. He placed a row of huge black bags against the wall. This is the final payment for them.
Tens of millions of cash are still very impactful, but half of them are Wang Shangen’s.
Looking at the bag being taken away, Breal had an impulse moment when he wanted to fight with him and grab the money back, but reason told himself that the time was wrong.
Xu Chuan, who was ready, was talking to Nikita on a satellite phone. "So, they are all on the top floor." He complained in his heart that these people are really good at picking up places, "After I go up and start, these people on the first floor will take the opportunity to evacuate. You can respond outside. By the way, there are more people in HCLI, let them take the lead."
The inward who was tortured by Falme had already caught everything he knew. The one who wanted Selyol Durand to be his father's younger brother and his uncle. This is really a bloody family ethics drama.
However, he really doesn't know where this group of mercenaries came from. According to experience, Xu Chuan felt that what he was telling the truth was that this guy had completely collapsed. Falme was holding a saber in his hand, and the black evening dress was stuck in blood on his body, and his body was filled with a strong smell of blood. "It's really hard to control the severity of his actions in this environment. It seems that this person is useless."
"It doesn't matter anymore, this matter is no longer important." I originally planned to dig out some opponents from this man's mouth, but now it's not possible to drive it, but I have contacted Burkhoff and can provide monitoring at any time, so that the opponent's number and equipment can be seen.
Koko's guards have arrived, even earlier than Swag and others. They just don't know what's going on in the hotel now, so they dare not take action directly.
What happened here has never alarmed the Paris police, mainly because the time for this group of people was so good. On the eve of the large-scale attack, the action was extremely rapid. Before everyone could react, they controlled the entire hotel. Of course, even this would not be hidden for long. After all, there were always suspicions for so many people who lost contact.
But now it's different. The French government, both the police and the military, have no time to pay attention to this place. Even if someone can call the police later, it is simply a small matter compared to the suicide attack at the reception party of the Elysee Palace, not to mention that Marine Corps One was just shot down by an air defense missile.
A team of undetermined personnel is attacking the Elysee Palace. No one knows where these people emerged. After the bomb vest detonated, these people seemed to have heard the horn of charge and launched an attack desperately. If the military police had not fought to the death, the Elysee Palace might have fallen now.
The leaders of various countries who were attending the reception party at that time were taken down by people. This is just a little short of the world being completely in chaos.
There are more armed personnel in the city, creating chaos everywhere organized, most of them wearing French police costumes, and it is difficult to distinguish them from the real police in the dark.
On the roof of the building across the street from the hotel, "I didn't expect him to be called out." Michael frowned and his face was bitter. When things didn't happen, people would always think about the good. For an agent and a soldier who had been dealing with terrorists for half his life, this kind of scene was really not what he wanted to see.
"We can't stop anything now. Rescue Bell first. He has many ideas and someone will always pay the price." Nikita knew what he was thinking. It was definitely impossible for Michael to stand by and watch in the face of such a thing. He leaned against him and held the man's face with both hands, and looked at him like that.
"Okay, you two are almost OK." Curtis rubbed his arms exaggeratedly. These two guys didn't think about the feelings of being a single dog at all.
The M40A5 that Swag was holding was connected with AN/PAS-13G thermal imaging in front of the scope, monitoring the movements outside the hotel, "Hey, can you be more professional? Someone has come out."
A convoy drove out of the hotel's underground parking lot. There were not only six vehicles, but there were two vans. A few people estimated that if they could be filled with people, the convoy would have at least 30-40 people. In other words, the number of terrorists in the hotel has dropped to an acceptable number.
"Let Burkhoff confirm with surveillance," Xu Chuan said on the phone. If it is true, he might not need to stick on the exterior wall of the hotel like he is now.
That's right, this guy didn't go through the interior of the hotel. He felt that there were too many variables to do so. Fortunately, there were enough climbing points on the exterior wall of this building, which was built in the late 19th century.
The movements on the outside made Swag pay attention to what he had to do was take off the tactical vest that was in the way, and could only hang a pistol on his waist, otherwise he might fall down halfway with a bunch of equipment.
Whether to take enough equipment to bear the risk of being discovered or minimize the risk of being discovered is Xu Chuan's personal choice.
"I suggest you should climb up. There are more people on the top two floors, and most of the rest are at the entrances and exits and underground garages. These people seem to be preparing to evacuate." The phone was Berkhof's voice, and Nikita was talking to the intercom on the phone.
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Xu Chuan speeded up, and he had climbed to the fifth floor. The more he reached the top, the more decorative carvings there were on the exterior wall, giving him more places to climb.
He reached the last floor without even a minute, put his hands on the lower edge of the terrace, and he stretched up and gently flipped into the terrace.
The floor-to-ceiling glass door was facing a black piano. Xu Chuan tried to push the door. Well, it was not locked, but he did not push it open immediately, and carefully hid in the darkness and observed the situation inside.
This is a luxurious suite with three bedrooms, a reception room and an independent dining room. From his location, you can see two people in the reception room talking fiercely. The sound insulation is really good, and only some small sounds can be heard at this distance.
Breal looked at his employer with a headache. The French rich man who looked nearly 50 years old was in a verbal battle with his nephew Seliol Durand. He had already hinted several times that he could kill the target quickly. What to do, don't you know that the villain died because he talked too much?
Breal really wanted to shoot them one by one. Anyway, the final payment has been obtained, but he really can't do this. Otherwise, who would still work for himself in the future and kill the employer after finishing his work. This is a bad thing.
Moreover, the boss specifically explained that this person cannot die, and it will be useful in the future.
Chapter completed!