Chapter 221 Good luck
Xu Chuan took a huge risk from the fourth floor to the fifth floor, which fundamentally disrupted the search plan of those terrorists. They planned to keep the passage upstairs and downstairs, block Xu Chuan on a specific floor, and then use the number of people to kill the threat.
But Xu Chuan directly chose to jump out of this circle and not engage in unnecessary entanglement with them. After coming out of the room on the fifth floor, he ran directly to the stairs and prepared to return to the top floor again.
"Brier, I think he should evacuate." In the hotel monitoring room, Brier's deputy checked the hotel's monitoring system. He felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the system, but he couldn't find where there was a problem. In the end, he had to turn off the set signal interference device and let his walkie-talkie start working normally.
This civilian jammer is not only good at distinguishing between us, but cannot save the frequency bands used by our side, so until now, the connection between them is done with the most primitive human flesh message.
But now if he doesn't use the walkie-talkie, the team responsible for the search cannot communicate, which has caused a lot of trouble. Until now, he doesn't know what happened to the gunshots outside.
Breal, who was checking the room on the top floor, looked at Durand's uncle who was still unconscious, and he also felt that since he had received the final payment, the rest of the matter would have little to do with him, and the employer was not dead, and he had no obligation to protect his safety.
"Boss, the hostages on the first floor are being rescued, and there is a sniper." The voices of members of his team were heard from the walkie-talkie that returned to normal.
"Nothing happened in the surveillance." Breal's deputy looked at the surveillance screen. He finally confirmed that the surveillance was indeed tampered with, and the picture was peaceful, which was no different from before.
"No, we are being attacked." The gunshots in the walkie-talkie are very clear.
Breal almost smashed the walkie-talkie, "Fuck, don't worry about them, let's withdraw." This guy is really able to take it. The situation is unclear now, and I don't know what the other party is doing. The police or the military? In any case, it is absolutely unwise to fight with the other party when you get the final payment.
"George, let someone clear the roads out of the parking lot, everyone retreats, and opens the elevator." Breal issued an order to retreat.
Turning around and walking out of the house, he ignored the old Durand who was still unconscious on the ground, walked quickly to the elevator, where he could directly reach the underground parking lot.
No one noticed that a figure who did not belong to their team naturally followed behind them. Xu Chuan took out the only grenade he had left and pinched it in his hand to prepare.
The elevator door opened and Breal walked in first. The elevator was very spacious. Even if the five people had extra equipment on them, the load was fine.
Everyone got on the elevator, then looked at the sixth person standing outside in confusion. The elevator door slowly closed. They looked around and finally realized that this was not his own, but it was just too late.
Just when there was a gap left in the elevator door, Xu Chuan threw the grenade that had pulled the insurance pin in, "Ding", the elevator door just closed.
The person in the elevator looked at the grenade falling on the ground, and felt a surge of despair. Breal immediately pulled one of the subordinates beside him and blocked him, and then the grenade exploded. In this confined space, shrapnel shot into everyone's bodies with almost no blind spots.
Even though Breal blocked it with one of his subordinates, he still did not escape all the shrapnel, and a hole was made in his thigh, and warm blood flowed out.
What's more serious is that the bottom of the car was blown through a large hole by a grenade, which directly destroyed the elevator's weight balance system, and the entire car slid down like a free fall.
Xu Chuan waved outside, listening to the harsh friction sounds coming from the elevator shaft, "Good luck."
In the courtyard on the first floor, after Breal's evacuation order was issued, gunfire began to gradually decrease, and fewer terrorists who intercepted the hostages were visible to the naked eye.
"They are going to run away." Falme immediately felt the changes on the battlefield, "Hurry, hurry up."
Some people have arrived at the apartment building opposite the hotel. The managers and residents inside have long noticed the situation in the luxury hotel opposite, but the call number is really not accessible. Now seeing so many people running out of the hotel, they quickly opened the door and let them in.
At this time, two vans drove over on the north side of the street, blocking the intersection, and the back door of the cargo box opened, revealing the Kord heavy machine gun mounted inside, a 12.7x108mm caliber baby.
Falme took a look at the street light, hugged Koko and Jonah beside him with horror, and ran in the direction he came. There was a fountain in the middle of the courtyard, pressing the two of them under him. Just as he was about to call to remind others, Kord had already started shooting.
Unlike the low sound of the M2 heavy machine gun, Kord's voice was even crisper. Falme watched a man standing in the middle of the street breaking his entire upper body by a high-explosive bomb.
"Don't move." Falme pressed Koko to the ground, and his voice trembled. As a veteran, she knew too much that such weapons were lethal to infantry. They were originally used for low-altitude defense and anti-light armored targets, and there was no point in covering in front of it.
"Return, go back." Dongqin also pushed Zhang Qi and others back in horror, "all lie down." Their current location was only two outer walls away from the heavy machine gun. She didn't want to test whether the 12.7x108 high-explosive bomb could penetrate here.
Fortunately, they came out after a little behind, otherwise they would really encounter these two unsolvable firepower nets in the middle of the road. The small water pipes in their hands could not threaten the heavy machine guns on the opposite side.
This is not a question of whether it can be hit, but no infantry has the courage to fight heavy machine guns without cover. Is it not good to call artillery? But the problem is that there is no one now.
"Oh, hell, are these people crazy?" Swag looked at the civilians on the street torn into pieces by two lines of fire, but he had no choice. The roof of the building had no shooting angle at all for the carriage. He tried to shoot the roof of the truck, but it seemed that there was no effect. I wonder if the carriage had been modified.
Michael put away the MK17SSR and said, "I'll try it downstairs." He was going to the lower floor to try to find the shooting angle.
"This group of miscellaneous things." Xu Chuan stood by the window. Although he couldn't see the heavy machine gun, he knew that it was definitely Kord when he heard the sound.
"Sir, is my wife and children okay?" This is the uninhabited suite Durand had hidden before, and Xu Chuan was about to take him downstairs.
Chapter completed!