The U.S. Embassy in Islamabad, Pakistan, is extremely depressed. The Stars and Stripes flag hangs feebly on the flagpole. A few elderly security personnel are wandering in front of the embassy to maintain normal working order.
Due to political and security needs, the United States closed the Pakistani embassy, evacuated all diplomats, and stopped conducting all business.
At eight o'clock in the morning, two cars drove out of the depressed embassy and went straight to Benazir Bhutto International Airport.
In addition to the ambassador to Pakistan, the group also had accompanying protection personnel. As for Pakistan, they only arranged a few security personnel to accompany them in a symbolic manner. Pakistan did not think anything of the closure of the U.S. Embassy, and they even wished that it would be earlier.
Let the Yankees go away.
As for the reasons behind why the Americans closed the embassy, they don't want to know more. Because they don't like Americans, or they hate Americans.
The car left the city and entered the road leading directly to the airport.
There are not many vehicles, and we can reach the airport in another twenty minutes, and this ten-minute stretch is where security is most vigilant and worried.
"Whoa!"
A car passed quickly from behind, rushed forward like lightning, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this car, the security personnel became nervous, but quickly put their minds at ease. The road leading to the airport is the smoothest road, and many Pakistani youths enjoy the passion of speed on this road.
"Mr. Ambassador, don't worry, we will arrive at the airport in seventeen minutes," a security guard said to the diplomat.
Benazir Bhutto Airport is Pakistan International Airport, also known as Chaklala Air Force Base, a typical military-civilian dual-use airport. Even if there is an accident at any international airport in the world, Benazir Bhutto Airport will not
No problem will arise, even though you usually don't see any soldiers.
The diplomat nodded, put a cigar in his mouth, took out a lighter and lit it.
"Crack," the flames started to stir.
At this moment, two motorcycles came from behind at extremely fast speeds.
When he saw the motorcycle in the rearview mirror, the security guard in the car immediately took out his pistol and stared warily out of the tinted glass window.
The motorcycle flashed away, and the driver stretched out his middle finger towards the car, laughed wildly and disappeared in front of the car.
"Don't worry," a Pakistani security guard said with a smile: "There are always some bad boys who like to race cars. Aren't there many scenes like this in the United States? I have seen an American movie in which all bad boys are racing cars.
,Hahaha."
The diplomat shrugged noncommittally and continued to smoke his cigar.
Several more motorcycles came flying from behind, and they also passed by. It seemed to be a drag racing that often occurs on American streets.
The American security personnel have relaxed a little. This kind of scene is indeed very common on the streets of the United States.
"Dudu!"
A piercing horn sounded, and a container truck honked its horn from behind to let the car driving at a constant speed in the middle of the road give way.
The car pulled to the side, and the container truck turned and waited to overtake, driving in front of the two cars.
"All units should be more vigilant." A security guard made a vigilant voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, two more motorcycles came from behind, exactly like the ones in front. One behind the other, one drove in front of the first car, and the other drove in front of the second car.
.
This is very normal. This situation will always occur when two motorcycles are chasing each other.
Suddenly, two drivers took out something and smashed it against the windshield of the car.
With a "boom", fire suddenly burst out, and the windshields of the two embassy cars burst into flames.
"Shit!" the driver cursed fiercely and immediately stepped on the brakes.
At the same time, the container truck driving in front suddenly turned its steering wheel and crossed the road. Another container truck rushed up from behind and also crossed the road, sandwiching the two embassy cars directly in the middle.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" the security personnel shouted through the radio: "Get out of the car, use the car as a cover, protect the ambassador and retreat, quickly! Quickly! Quickly!"
The car door opened, and the security personnel leaned forward against the car door, aiming at the motionless container truck. At the same time, the security captain called for support through the radio. The two Pakistani security personnel squatted in the car with their heads shrunk, and they seemed to have already
I was scared out of my wits.
"I declare -" a very rough voice came from the container truck: "You have been kidnapped by me. Please notify the US government immediately to pay the ransom, otherwise, I will have to break up the vote!"
"Bang! Bang!"
The roofs of two container trucks were lifted, two heavy machine guns were set up, and four RPG-7 rocket launchers.
Seeing the machine guns and rocket launchers, the security personnel were filled with bitterness, but they still held the guns in their hands tightly and pointed at the people emerging from the roof of the car.
This is a man with a sinewy face, wearing a scarlet cloak, standing proudly in the wind. He has two desert eagle pistols made of pure gold on his waist, and holds a half-cocked book in his mouth.
Cigarette butt.
"I am Thunder Xiao, I am very reputable!"
Upon hearing this name, the security captain's cheek muscles twitched violently.
"I -" Lei Xiao pointed to his nose and said proudly: "My credibility is known all over the world. I have robbed the army base in Kandahar in Afghanistan, robbed CIA distribution in Africa, and robbed the U.S. Navy at sea.
Japan has robbed the Okinawa military base. Well, the U.S. military has unanimously recognized my credibility. This is not an honor that everyone can have. By the way, they also robbed three of your Black Hawk helicopters some time ago, without killing anyone.
.Credit, credibility, this is my greatest advantage!”
Lei Xiao took another puff of cigarette, tapped his chest and said: "Because I am a man, and I can pee three feet while standing. But considering that the wind is relatively strong today, I will not pee for the time being. In short, you guys
If you are kidnapped by me, I will notify the US government to pay a sufficient ransom. Of course, if they pay the money, based on my golden credibility, you will be safe and sound; if they do not pay the money, then I will have no choice but to kill.
.Okay, put down the gun now, after all you are facing a man as tall and tall as the wind."
Faced with an international gangster who was not well known, the security captain made the most correct choice. He put down the gun in his hand, raised his hands high, and ordered everyone to put down their guns and adopt an attitude of absolute cooperation.
"Who is he?" the diplomat asked the security captain.
"Mr. Ambassador, we should be lucky to have been kidnapped by him." The security captain said helplessly: "Although Toto makes a living by robbing our country's military, his credibility is worthy of recognition. If he falls into the hands of terrorists, I'm afraid our
It's going to end very badly."
This is indeed the case. Lei Xiao has a good reputation and is an upright and reasonable person. As long as the ransom is paid, everything will be no problem.
Three minutes later, the container truck carrying people from the U.S. Embassy left here. Before the delaying Pakistani police arrived, they slowly refueled and ate, and then entered the mountains.
The kidnapping of the U.S. ambassador to Islamabad and his staff immediately turned the place into a hot spot. No terrorist organization claimed responsibility for the incident because Lei Xiao had already spoken to the U.S. to express the reality of the recent poor situation and asked for a
A huge ransom of $50 million.
The United States immediately judged that Fangs and Revenge Flame had come to Pakistan, and with full agreement, began a series of rescue operations.
If it were done in private, everything would be easily discussed and bargained for. But Lei Xiao was too arrogant and there was no way to stop him.
"Damn it, who made this crappy video?" Lei Xiao sat on a small bench and stared at a shabby TV and shouted dissatisfied: "I should be filmed from top to bottom, otherwise how can I show my greatness?
Are you right, that ambassador?"
The diplomat, who was stripped naked and tied to a chair, nodded repeatedly.
"Well, an ambassador is an ambassador, and his level of appreciation can basically reach the level of mine, hehe." Lei Xiao chuckled, showing a mysterious expression and said: "Guess, how will the US military rescue you?
"
"They will pay the ransom!" The diplomat's body trembled violently.
"No, no, no, they won't pay. How about playing a game with me?" Lei Xiao took out a revolver and slapped it on the table.
"Mr. Sting, they will definitely pay the ransom. I don't play games, I don't play Russian roulette..."
"Who the hell asked you to play Russian roulette?" Lei Xiao glared and said, "Let's have two little bees. If you lose, you will get your asshole popped. If I lose, you will get your asshole popped. It's fair."
"
The security captain, who was also stripped clean, was brought in. Staring at the two guys with black hair on their chests, Lei Xiao pulled out a DV with an ambiguous smile on his face.