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Chapter 43 No, this is the Huaxia Special Forces

Five snipers were in place. Under the command of Zhang Shidong with the intercom, they occupied three nearby sniper points, two in groups of two, one in one person, the blocked lines were rooftops and front and back doors, and the one alone had the best shooting skills. After Zhang Shidong asked the other party that he was confident of ignoring the shooting conditions within 400 meters, he arranged for him to cooperate with him. When a murderer appeared with the hostages and Zhang Shidong did not solve the problem, he would risk shooting at any time according to Zhang Shidong's order.

The engineers and drawings were also found. Zhang Shidong spread the drawings on the cover of the Q7 machine. Zhao Meiru specially arranged several construction engineers to answer them for Zhang Shidong at any time. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, he shocked everyone. He took a rough look at the architectural drawings and began to point out questions to the construction engineers one by one. Sometimes the questions he asked were too sharp and professional, and the other party had to consider it before answering.

The fire department began to arrange the special police who entered the mall received a death order to withdraw. From the walkie-talkie, they all knew the news of their comrades' death. They all applied to go in and eliminate the murderers with red eyes. They just withdrew their self-esteem and did not allow them. The hatred made them begin to ignore death and danger.

As time passed by little by little, the people present were filled with heavy stones, and the emotions of the people nearby became increasingly unstable. The reporters carrying cameras around were constantly rushing in and saying that we had the right to know.

The pressure on each leader is getting greater and greater. The provincial party secretary and the governor have turned down all foreign affairs activities and meeting arrangements and have set off to Pingjiang. Almost all the leaders on the third floor of the province, city and district are present. For them, they do not interrupt the rescue mission. They come to give confidence to those who perform the mission and to give confidence to the commanders who arrange the mission. With us standing behind you, don’t be afraid of anything.

The more important task is to discuss various response measures. Whether it is to the media or the public, there must be a tone. As time goes by, more and more news on the Internet and in the news media, and the more it spreads, the more evil it becomes. The people's reactions have exceeded everyone's expectations. Perhaps it is the curiosity of Chinese people about the excitement, or perhaps it is because they have been calm for too long and need to be stimulated like film and television dramas, and the people who ignore it speculate about what happened on the scene.

It has to be said that the imagination of Chinese people today has reached its extreme. At least dozens of people's speculations are inseparable from reality. Many people shout that the real reality blockbusters in China are about to be staged, absolutely more than Hollywood production. Among these people, some people who have not contacted relatives and friends have shouted for help, hoping that departments that have gradually been deformed by Chinese people can perform their supposed functions.

Lin Ziqiang's lips were chapped. He was the well-deserved highest commander on the scene. He must be the first responsible person in charge in the professional field. Just now, the provincial party secretary personally talked with him to give him confidence and told him that he must do his best in this matter without any pressure. Even if there is a problem, the provincial party committee and government will stand at the forefront.

The tip of his tongue licked his lips slightly, and Lin Ziqiang walked to Zhang Shidong who was holding up from the architectural drawings: "How about it, just tell me what you need."

Zhang Shidong took four pistols and used a nearly magical action. All four guns were turned into parts. In less than thirty seconds, the four guns were newly assembled. Zhang Shidong continuously pulled the trigger without magazines, feeling the weight of the pistol in his hand. The four guns were tied to his legs, raised his head, and suddenly smiled at all those who followed him: "These guys are professional bandits. At least they have fought wars abroad or carried at least ten murders on their backs. They fought with us a lot. In addition, this time, their target is not just to rescue a person crazy to create a terror incident. I just found a vault in this building, which was reserved by the bank when the building was built. I don't know what big moves have happened in Pingjiang's bank recently, but there is one thing I hope to know immediately, who else is the prisoner who was robbed today?"

"There is only one old man who killed his young wife forty years younger than him." Someone has collected enough information.

Zhang Shidong's eyes sterned: "Check the old man's true identity and ask the Interpol for help if necessary. By the way, everyone, if you don't have a living, do you have no objection?" In the last sentence, Zhang Shidong said with a smile with a grin, and one sentence made everyone feel nervous and relaxed a lot of sweat.

"Look!"

I don’t know who called out, which attracted everyone’s attention. A female policewoman took a tablet with a weird expression, which showed the video content in a private blog. The shaking video did not lose its clarity. The noisy environment was occasionally accompanied by low and crisp sounds, and the owner of the video was explaining the video.

In the video, more than a hundred people squatted on the ground and squeezed into a ball. If it weren't for the video's explanation, many people's interest in this video was just a scan, and there was no substantial content at all.

The female policewoman explained: "The other party is a news anchor of Huaxia TV. I don't know why he became a hostage in the building, but now..."

She clicked on the latest uploaded video. The beautiful and outstanding female anchor is no longer among the crowd. There is a clearer picture in this video. There are Zhang Jun and female anchors, and more video switching is almost no dead corners in the mall. The murderer who was once caught by Zhang Shidong said at the end of the video with a grim smile at the camera: "Are you here?"

The female policewoman then grew huge: "Now people all over the country know about the Pingjiang incident, and the reprint volume exceeded 10 million in just ten minutes."

Depend on!

All the leaders present clenched their fists hard and cursed almost crazy in their hearts. If this matter is not solved well, Pingjiang and even the entire Beihai will become the focus of the country.

Before, the city leaders received a call from the provincial leaders, but now the provincial leaders received a call from the senior executives of Yanjing. The specifications of the incident have risen rapidly and are equated with the terrorist incident.

At this moment, even Lin Ziqiang, who had full confidence in Zhang Shidong, could not hold back. He had to respond according to conventional means. The special police and armed police began to prepare to attack the Oriental Commercial Building in accordance with the anti-terrorism plan, in an effort to resolve the matter in the shortest time. Even if there were casualties, the government would never compromise with any criminal acts. This is the answer given by Beihai Province after the video became well-known news.

Zhang Shidong shook his head: "Why does it happen whenever a critical moment, there will always be a strange woman with different ideas and doing some fucking behavior with a brainless idea?"

After the sound of the sound, without waiting for everyone to react, an armed police dress was draped on his body and rushed to the side of the mall with four guns. Kong Xuedong finally found a chance to fight back and immediately scolded: "Let him come back quickly. This is not a time for heroism. You must believe in the power of the collective. What can he do alone..."

Bang!

The ruthless reality for Kong Xuedong gave him another slap. He never provoked him, but he always stretched out his face and felt very unhappy when he was not slapped.

Before he could finish his words, countless strange tones of voices gathered together sounded, covering his voice, and then everyone's eyes focused on the external drain pipe at the junction of the front and right sides of the building.

"Mom, mom, look, it's Spider-Man!" The pink girl held her mother's hand.

"No, no, dad, this is Batman!" The little boy holding the Transformers toy in his hand rode around his father's neck.

"No, kids, this is a Chinese special forces soldier!" A veteran riding a tricycle to deliver mineral water said with tears in his eyes.
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