The bullets were pouring down, blocking the entire door, leaving no possibility for the maintenance workers to enter. The few policemen guarding the innermost level were the best among the best, and their ability to adapt to situations and the way they handled things were revealed.
It has a professional atmosphere.
Immediately, they used firepower to block the door to prevent the prison robbers from entering. The two policemen immediately freed their hands and lifted the iron door to block the door.
"Bring out the prisoner, quickly!" a policeman ordered.
A policeman got in through a big gaping hole, pointed his gun at the chain that locked Yan Fenghuo, and pulled the trigger.
"Keng! Keng! Crash..."
The chain was broken, and the policeman held Yan Fenghuo's neck with one hand, pushed his body down, and pushed him out of the gap.
Yan Fenghuo became a hostage of the police, with a pistol pressed to the back of his head.
"Negotiate." The leading police officer gave the order very decisively.
The other party's target is this prisoner. This is the Metropolitan Police Department. Such a big thing must have alarmed many people. What they have to do now is not to transfer the prisoner with them, but to delay time through negotiation and wait for the surrounding area.
Troops' rescue.
This is the most rational and calm choice. As the saying goes, the police can also rely on hostages to negotiate with terrorists.
The sound of gunfire disappeared, and through the iron door blocking half of the door, the police leader shouted loudly: "The person you want is in my hands, don't act rashly, or I will kill him. We don't want to die in the line of duty, we want to live well."
Stay alive and give us a way to survive."
One sentence expresses the essence of human beings, survival.
When anyone or any hero is in a desperate situation, their instinctive desire to survive will be reflected in all aspects: shouting, crying, struggling, etc. When all of this is useless, they will try their best to survive.
To survive, no matter what method is used.
Usually when the situation reaches this point, everything will be thrown away. Morality, honor, pride... If you can live on your knees, you will never die standing up.
There is hope only when you are alive, and you are nothing if you die.
The area fell into silence, as if the prison robbers outside were considering whether to accept their so-called negotiations.
"I have a wife, children, and an elderly father and mother, and I don't want to die." The leading policeman shouted again: "My request is very simple, as long as it can give us a way to survive!"
The request is too simple. Simple is not too much. As long as the Japanese police can survive, nothing else matters, but——
But the first part is all nonsense, the last part is the important point.
But the current situation can be seen even by a blind man, and the prison robbers will not leave anyone alive at all. The Japanese police know it, and so does the kidnapped Yan Fenghuo.
Everyone knows it, so we need to negotiate. If the Japanese police don’t know this truth, do they still need to negotiate?
Yan Fenghuo, with heavy iron shackles on his hands and feet, stood in front with a smile on his face, not caring about the barrel of his gun pressed behind his head. It was not that he was not afraid of death, but he knew that he was the biggest at this moment.
The prison robbers are for themselves, and the police regard themselves as weights in negotiations, so no one will kill them. As long as they die, the short-term balance created by holding themselves hostage will end, and no one can bear this responsibility.
"Shh~" Yan Fenghuo whistled, slowly unbuttoned his pants, and started peeing on the ground.
In the tense atmosphere, the sound of water flow resounded. First it was the pounding of the flying waterfall, then the heavy rain hit, and finally it turned into light rain, and finally the sound disappeared.
"I finally peed." Yan Fenghuo sighed contentedly and said with a satisfied look on his face: "The form in front of me is very simple. As the core character, I think I can say a few words."
The Japanese police didn't say a word, and the prison robbers outside didn't make any sound either. They just let him talk.
"Haha, the people outside are here to save me, and you people are using me as a hostage to force the outsiders back. In other words, they won't kill me, because I am a bastard now. Since they won't kill me
, why should I stand here and let you manipulate me?" Yan Fenghuo slowly turned around, put his head against the Japanese police's gun and said with a smile: "Do you dare to shoot? You know how to shoot.
No? No, you won’t shoot because you don’t have the right to shoot. You are a policeman, a policeman who must obey orders. Even if I attack you, you will not kill me, right?”
The policeman stared at Yan Fenghuo, his right index finger pressed on the trigger, and his eyes burst out with anger.
He has seen countless arrogant and domineering prisoners, but he has never seen a prisoner who understands the situation so clearly. He really wants to kill the Chinese, but the order from his superiors is that no matter what the situation, he must first ensure that
Prisoner safety.
The order was very clear and absolutely correct. No matter what the situation, the safety of the prisoner must be ensured first. In other words, this prisoner is very important, and there is no need to describe his importance. Just being locked up here speaks volumes.
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"Bang!"
A dull sound passed through, and Yan Fenghuo waved his hands tied with iron chains and stabbed the Japanese policeman in the abdomen.
There was no hesitation in this attack, and he was extremely arrogant and domineering. He was not afraid that the other party would pull the trigger, because the guys in front of him were in police uniforms, and the shackles on their bodies were heavier than his own.
After the blow, the policeman let out a painful groan, clutched his stomach and collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.
"Bang!"
The gunshot rang out, and a warhead flew past Yan Fenghuo's ear, hitting the wall made of reinforced concrete and making a small crater.
"It's great, isn't it?" The leading policeman grabbed Yan Fenghuo's collar and growled ferociously: "I can't guarantee whether the gun in my hand will go off!"
Discharging a gun and killing in disobedience are two completely different concepts. One is done negligently, the other is done intentionally. Even if you are tried, you will not be shot to death.
"Fire break? Show me one." Yan Fenghuo said with a disdainful expression: "Be polite to me, I am a bargaining chip in your hand. If you don't want to delay waiting for the support troops to arrive, then let me have a fire. Mine.
The head is also made of flesh and blood, and it will still be a bloody hole when the bullet hits it. **** devil, what’s the use of your mouth?"
"You!!!" The leading policeman tried to put his gun to Yan Fenghuo's head.
It was a pity that the gun was lowered just after it was raised halfway, because Yan Fenghuo was absolutely right, his gun could not go off, and he still needed this hostage to deal with the prison robbers and wait for the arrival of reinforcements.
"Hahahaha..." Yan Fenghuo laughed and looked at the leading policeman with disdain.
You can't kill him, you can't let him go, but that's no problem. As long as the Chinese is a bargaining chip in your hands, you can delay time.
"Your life is in my hands." the policeman warned.
"My life is not under your control." Yan Fenghuo raised the corners of his mouth into a bright smile.
There was a hint of helplessness in the policeman's eyes. He really had no control over the other person's life. This person was very important, and his superiors had already issued death orders one after another.
"Hey, brothers outside," Yan Fenghuo shouted at the door: "Just throw in flash bombs, detonation bombs and so on."
"Shut up!" "Bang!"
The policeman hit Yan Fenghuo on the head with the butt of his rifle.
"Hoo!" "Hoo!"
Two grenades were thrown in and rolled rapidly on the ground.
"Grenade! Avoid!"
When the roar came out, several policemen immediately fell back to avoid the grenades.
Yan Fenghuo was grabbed by the leading police officer and fell to the ground.
But after waiting for a few seconds, the grenade did not explode. Instead, a burst of gunshots with a silencer sounded close to my ears.
"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!..."
Several repairmen easily jumped in and shot the evading police officers lying on the ground with their pistols.
The grenade on the ground was still lying there quietly, and the safety had not been opened at all. The prison robbers were very smart, and could even be said to be very cunning.
The moment he heard the gunfire, the leading police officer immediately strangled Yan Fenghuo's neck, pulled out a pistol and put it against his head.
The reaction was so fast that several prison robbers did not react at all. When they wanted to shoot him, they found that this guy was blocking his body with a target.
"I'll kill him!" the leading police officer roared, issuing a threat.
Not only was it a threat, but with Youyan Fenghuo as his human shield, the police did not hesitate to pull the trigger on one of them.
"Bang!"
Blood spurted out, and one of the prison robbers lay heavily on his back on the ground, dead with his eyes wide open.
"Back up! Back up!!!" The policeman roared violently and once again pointed the barrel of his gun at Yan Fenghuo's head and bared his teeth: "Don't think that I really dare not kill him. Even if I kill him and you kill him again,
I won’t let you take him away alive!”
The prison robber took a step back, then took another step back, seeming to compromise.
The policeman looked crazy, pulled Yan Fenghuo to stand up from the ground, and said to the prison robbers: "Exit this house, you still have a chance to live. Time is running out, but it is enough for you to escape. There is only one consequence for continuing the stalemate here.
, that is, I killed this Chinese and then you killed me. Although I may not be able to fulfill my duty, I will never let you take away the prisoner alive. This is my bottom line. I can be ashamed, but I must not let you
My family is in disgrace!"
The policeman's words were categorical, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm, but also showed a touch of sadness. This is because the family in his mouth can make a person not afraid of death, and it is definitely a kind of spiritual support.
There is no doubt that the spirit that supports the police is his family and the spirit of the family.
"Is it the Hattori family?" A slightly lazy female voice came from outside the door.
Hearing this voice, Yan Fenghuo smiled helplessly. He could tell who this person was from the voice: the combined fragrance of two black dragons on his body.
Hexiang walked in, but she didn't look like her at all. She was a completely different person. Even her body shape had changed. She looked a little bloated, as if she had gained weight in a day.
Her face is an exquisite human skin mask, and her body has been modified in some unknown way. This is to cope with the comparison technology used by computers to track the prisoner's human form. Even if they overlap and distinguish, they cannot be identified by their physique.
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"It's you!" The policeman stared at Hexiang and made an incredible voice.
His eyes were very complicated, including reverence, admiration, respect, and passion, but most of them were shocked.
"It's me." Hexiang nodded and said expressionlessly: "Ask him to follow me. You know you have no chance in front of me."
"I……"
"Listen to me." He Xiang emphasized his tone, leaving no room for doubt, but his tone was full of kindness.
"Old..." The policeman put down the gun in his hand, with a look of difficulty making a decision. He opened his mouth to call Hexiang, but was stopped by the other party's sharp eyes.
Yan Fenghuo was puzzled by this scene, but he was certain that there must be a subtle relationship between Hexiang and the policeman.
"Bagh Yalu!" Hexiang's eyes turned cold and she issued the most severe scolding voice.
Hearing this voice, the policeman's body trembled violently, and Chong Hexiang said eagerly: "I'll go with you!"
The policeman let go of Yan Fenghuo, stood in front of Hexiang and nodded heavily, then bent his knees in front of her.
"You...really want to go with me?" Hexiang asked, staring at the policeman.
"Hey!"
Hexiang stood there for a while, then took the pistol from the hand of the person next to him, pointed it at the policeman and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The bullet pierced the policeman's left chest, and a stream of blood spurted out.
"Let's go." Hexiang turned and walked back.
"How to go?" Yan Fenghuo made a voice.
He held a grenade with the safety in his hand, grinning and looking at Hexiang who came to save him.
Leaving means leaving with this woman. He doesn't want to follow her. Friend or enemy? Japan has no friends, they are all enemies. Because the Japanese call the Japanese Japs in Chinese people's mouth, it's that straightforward and simple.