When Long Zhan heard the explosion, he turned his head and saw a big hole on the rooftop.
Smoke is lingering~
Danny, who was originally holding a gun at that position, has now disappeared, seemingly disappearing into thin air along with this wave of explosions.
We are neither relatives nor friends, and we have only known each other for a day.
Long Zhan didn't feel much, he took one look and continued to run away with Olivia.
The same cannot be said for Albright and Hansen.
Seeing that Danny might be killed by the explosion, their faces suddenly collapsed, and expressions of extreme horror and sadness took over their faces.
"Gunny, Gunny, can you hear me?"
Albright stood there sadly, calling continuously on the walkie-talkie.
Fortunately, Hansen was a veteran after all. He quickly reacted in grief, realized that the enemy was still chasing him, and quickly grabbed Albright.
"Let's go, let's go, they are catching up."
Hansen pulled and pulled her, and Albright continued to run forward in grief.
"Oh my God!"
"my God."
"no, do not want!"
The safe house was filled with grief, and the gap in the rooftop seemed to be opening in their hearts.
I feel scared, helpless, and sad.
Only Khalid, who launched the RPG, was holding the launched rocket launcher and looking at the thick smoke billowing on the roof, showing a cruel and proud smile.
He was very satisfied with his hair.
It was too dangerous to be outside. The terrorists took out their rocket launchers, so Long Zhan had to take Olivia into the nearest house.
Long Zhan opened the way in front to eliminate danger, and Olivia followed closely behind.
Albright was half dragged and half dragged by Hansen into the house where Long Zhan was, and immediately started calling again: "Ganny, please answer, have you received it?"
This time someone finally answered.
Unfortunately, it was not Ganni who answered.
"He's dead!" Peroz replied.
"What?"
Albright thought he heard wrongly and asked again with his eyes wide open.
"He's dead!" Peroz repeated.
"Fake~ Impossible, this is impossible."
Albright cursed in pain, and Hansen also put on a mask of pain.
But this is just the appetizer.
Peroz then said: "Dead, already killed by the explosion, Muhammad and his royal guards are all dead as well."
As soon as Peroz said these words, the atmosphere in the team fell to the bottom.
"Are you happy?? Bastard? At least four of my friends are dead. Do you think this is fun? Do you want to go out and have fun?"
The white Marine was furious and furious. After finishing his sentence, he angrily ran to Jamal.
He looked as fierce as if he wanted to chop Jamal alive.
"Dave, don't be impulsive."
The black Marine stepped up to block him in time, pushed his chest and said loudly: "Listen to me, it won't help if you ask him out, they will come to kill you too."
"Maybe we should hand him over and see if they will leave. I don't want to be like this." Dave said painfully.
"Calm down, we don't have time to do that kind of thing, we have to fight side by side today." The black marine said very sensibly.
"It's over, we're dead now."
A female employee in a large cafeteria collapsed due to stress and started crying miserably on the side.
"Only Ganni can take charge of the overall situation. If he is already dead, how will we survive? We will definitely be dead." Black said fearfully.
"We can survive this, Blake."
Ambassador Cahill countered Black, picked up the radio and said, "Corporal Albright, what do we do next?"
“What the Fawker.”
Dave burst out in shock and asked: "You actually want to ask him? Mr. Ambassador, I don't mean to offend, but he is just a rookie and doesn't know anything.
Regardless of his qualifications or experience, he is not qualified to take on this important responsibility."
"But he is the only one who is solving this matter. He is the only one who has been trying his best to prevent this from happening. He is now performing tasks outside and you are here. This is the gap between you and him."
Ambassador Cahill responded tit-for-tat, and the hidden meaning in his words was already obvious.
You are a weak coward, you have no right to speak.
Dave was choked by Ambassador Cahill and was speechless for a moment.
"We're dead, we're dead."
Blake's mood had hit rock bottom and he didn't even have the heart to take pictures with his camera.
"What to do? Albright." Ambassador Cahill asked again.
"Please wait!"
Albright had just arrived in Afghanistan, so how could he know about Fart's command?
However, Ambassador Cahill appointed him as the person in charge, and Albright went all out to open the command channel and access the rescue Lute communications.
"Call Ronin, this is C1, please answer if you hear me, over." Albright called.
"This is Second Lieutenant Lincoln, who are you?"
Second Lieutenant Lincoln heard something was wrong and asked in confusion.
"Where's Gunny Raines?" Second Lieutenant Lincoln's face changed slightly.
"He's dead, sir," Albright replied.
Second Lieutenant Lincoln closed his eyes in pain and didn't speak for a long time. He couldn't believe that this was true, that his old friend was just gone.
Albright didn't speak for a long time, and said urgently again: "We need your resources very much, sir."
"We still have twenty minutes, hold on." Second Lieutenant Lincoln replied.
"Twenty more minutes??" Albright was so excited that his voice changed its tone.
"Hold on, Marines, we'll get there, we'll get there as soon as possible," Lieutenant Lincoln said.
"Yes sir." Albright couldn't help it.
"You must protect the ambassador and other personnel until we arrive." Lieutenant Lincoln ordered.
"As you command, sir."
Albright had no choice but to accept the order.
"We must not let him win, and our efforts must not be in vain. I truly believe, I have to believe, that we can definitely defeat Khalid."
Ambassador Cahill looked at the screen, which showed a large number of terrorists going to surround Albright, and his brows were knitted together.
"What's muddy?"
Suddenly, Dave sniffed his nose and looked around.
"It's us, it's the smoke coming from there." Blake pointed to the vent on the wall.
"Shet, it must have been caused by the explosion on the roof." The black Marine walked over and said.
"Damn, what the hell kind of safe house is this? Isn't the ventilation system independent? Is this a safe house? It doesn't look safe at all."
Blake looked at the chimney and complained wildly, almost calling the designer a fool.
"It's no longer safe here, what should we do?" Dave looked at Ambassador Cahill.