And judging from the language and intonation inside, it is very likely that he is Japanese.
At this time, the explosions and commotions downstairs, as well as the constant death threats and ruthless propaganda coming from the radio, let everyone here know that what was happening before them was real, not a drill, and not a prank.
And because there was a live broadcast here, all the sounds and images were broadcast immediately. However, these seemed to be of no use in rescuing the hostages and arresting the thugs.
Because these thugs did not show up at all, no one knew how many there were and where they were hiding. They only communicated with each other through communication equipment and controlled the hostages through remote-controlled bombs.
Under this situation, it is impossible to arrest people or rescue hostages. A little carelessness may cause heavy casualties. Because you don’t know how many terrorists are hiding, maybe among the hostages taken,
Hidden thugs with remote control bombs.
The chaos at the scene did not last long before it calmed down, and then the sirens were heard outside. It seemed that the police had arrived.
Countless heavily armed military police outside surrounded the entire building. It turned out that the terrorists only controlled the people above the tenth floor, and all the people below the tenth floor had been cleared. They also knew that there were too many people that were difficult to control no matter what.
, now that the tenth floor is cleared, it will be more conducive for them to completely cut off the connection between the control floor and the ground.
After the military and police surrounded them, they immediately began to shout inside, but the terrorists inside did not rush to respond, nor did they make any reaction. They only used surveillance and bombs to firmly control the hostages on the tenth floor and up. Others seemed to
No rush at all.
In a heavily guarded building next to Zhongnan Pavilion, countless soldiers with the rank of general on their shoulders were walking back and forth in the command hall. This is the National Security Emergency Command Center, which coordinates and commands various armed forces when encountering emergencies.
The place where the order is issued.
At this moment, the main officials and staff of the various armed forces are gathered together to find a way to solve the terrorist hijacking incident that just happened at the Kaili Hotel. The incident of nearly a thousand people being kidnapped in the capital of a country is enough to give the entire country
It has had a serious impact on social stability and the stability and unity of the people. If it is not handled well, it will also seriously affect the international reputation and status of China.
The giant screen in front of the hall displays real-time footage of the scene, and at the command table opposite the screen, in addition to the commanders of the navy, army, air force and armed police, there is also a figure that ordinary people would never expect -
Jun Tianwu, the third eldest son of the Jun family.
Everyone is already aware of the situation, and everyone is at a loss. At this moment, the door in the hall suddenly opened, and a energetic old man walked in accompanied by two soldiers. After seeing the person, everyone in the hall
All soldiers, including the chiefs of staff with the rank of general, stood up and saluted.
The old man waved his hand without being polite. He went directly to the head of the podium and sat down, and then said:
"Head No. 1 was worried that you were under great pressure, so he sent me here. Now I am the biggest here, and I will be responsible for any problems."
Hearing these words, everyone here felt relieved. After such a thing happened, the pressure on them was indeed very great. Now that Mr. Jun came out to take charge of the overall situation, it really made them feel at ease.
At the same time, everyone also has great admiration for this chief. For this kind of difficult problem, other people will push it to the outside. Only he will take the initiative to stand up. He takes charge regardless of personal gains and losses, so that the people below can let go.
Dry.
The Army Chief, who was sitting in second place, immediately suggested: "It's better to listen to General Jun San on this matter. After all, we all only know how to roll sticks. Only this boy is doing embroidery."
Jun Tianwu did not delay and immediately spoke: "The situation is very bad now. Since the specific number and location of the terrorists cannot be determined, and there are probably terrorists hiding among the hostages, if we act rashly and miss a thug, we may be killed."
It will cause huge casualties."
The generals present all felt angry upon hearing this. Although they knew what he said was true, they found it hard to swallow.
Mr. Jun also widened his eyes and said loudly: "What do you mean, kid? Do you want us to surrender to those little devils?"
"Don't be angry, I didn't say I wanted to surrender!" Jun Tianwu said speechlessly. His father has such a bad temper!
Mr. Jun said aggressively: "Think of a way quickly and come up with a solution within ten minutes, otherwise I will kill you."
While saying this, a strong murderous aura emanated from the old man's body, causing the generals around him to wipe away their cold sweats. It seemed that the leader was completely angry.
If you think about it, you can understand it. He has been fighting against the devils all his life, but he has never lost. Now he is in such a mess by just a few devils. How can he not be angry?
Jun Tianwu thought for a while and said: "It's not completely impossible. If you are a martial arts master, you can feel the evil spirit on the thugs and identify the terrorists hiding among the hostages. This can prevent you from rescuing people."
Something unexpected happened."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Jun immediately shouted: "Then what are you waiting for? Why don't you order your Yanhuang Guards to move out immediately?"
Jun Tianwu sighed after hearing this and said: "The Yanhuang Guard's strength is still lacking, and the manpower is far from enough. I'm afraid we won't be able to completely solve the problem."
Mr. Jun sighed helplessly after hearing this. The country's lack of martial arts masters has been troubled for a long time. He didn't expect to be troubled by this problem again today.
"Does any of you have any other ideas?"
After hearing Mr. Jun's question, everyone fell into deep thought again. The armed police chief next to him said tentatively:
"Is it possible to ask someone from the National Protector Elders Group to take action?"
Mr. Jun's eyes lit up after hearing this, and then he seemed to think of something and sighed deeply. It seemed that he had no choice but to give it a try. He stood up and said, "I'll go find No. 1 to discuss it. Jun Tianwu, you come with me."
Together, if that doesn't work, your Yanhuang Guards still have to step in for me."
"Yes." Jun Tianwu agreed, then turned the wheelchair and walked out with his father.
In the office of Chief No. 1 of Zhongnan Pavilion, Mr. Yang was sitting here and talking to No. 1. He also rushed over after hearing the news of the terrorist attack.
Mr. Jun and his son Jun Tianwu walked in one after another.
"How is the situation? Have you come up with a rescue plan?" Chief No. 1 asked anxiously when he saw Mr. Jun. It was obvious that he was also very worried about this matter.
Mr. Jun sighed and said, "Please report the situation to the chief."
After hearing his father's instructions, Jun Tianwu in the wheelchair immediately reported the situation and his analysis to the chief in concise language.
After hearing this, Chief No. 1 let out a long sigh, with deep helplessness on his face. When Mr. Jun saw it, he immediately asked: "What's wrong?"
Next to him, Mr. Yang sighed and said: "We have just gone to see the National Protector Elders Group, but they..."
Mr. Jun's eyes widened after hearing this, and he said with great anger: "It's about the lives of thousands of people, how could they still turn a blind eye? This group of fatherless and motherless beasts, for the sake of personal gain, ignore the safety of the country, what do they have?
The face is called "protecting the country"?"
No. 1 patted Mr. Jun on the shoulder and consoled him: "This is not the first time. They don't take our Chinese government seriously at all, let alone the lives and deaths of the people. Why are you so excited?
"
Mr. Yang also said helplessly: "We can't count on those inhuman things. Now think about what else we can do."
Mr. Jun sighed and said: "If it doesn't work, we have to let the Yanhuang Guards and the special forces go. If unfortunately there are serious casualties, then I will go to a military court."
Letting the weak Yanhuang Guard be the main force would definitely cause heavy casualties. He felt that the conspiracy was very strong from the beginning, which is why Jun Tianwu persisted. Now that he heard his father say this, he felt troubled.
Master, where are the masters? Wait, master, isn't that guy an out-and-out master? And judging from his situation, he is definitely better than the idle old gangsters in the Elder Council of the Protector of the Country.
What's more, he is the ancestor of this game, so it is very suitable to let that kid do this. Haha, he is really a genius, he can find the best candidate so quickly. Thinking of this, Jun Tianwu couldn't help laughing.
His smile immediately made Mr. Jun next to him furious. He turned around and stared at him and said:
"You kid can still laugh. If you can't complete the task this time, I will kill you before going to court-martial."
"I said Mr. Jun, why are you so angry with your child? Maybe Xiaosan has come up with some good ideas." Mr. Yang advised from the side.
Mr. Jun heard this and said disdainfully: "It's just him... hum... something that doesn't live up to expectations."
Jun Tianwu was really depressed by his father. He was very unconvinced and said: "What's wrong with me? I couldn't live up to my expectations but I still found a way. You are so awesome, you thought...?"
"You bastard, you didn't tell me earlier if you had a way." Before he could finish his words, Mr. Jun slapped him on the head.
Jun Tianwu knew that this was no joke, and he immediately said seriously:
"I thought of a martial arts master who has a higher level of cultivation than the elders."
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