Latif directly smashed the walkie-talkie in his hand against the wall. He finally realized what it meant to play cards out of common sense.
Then he heard Xu Chuan's voice coming from the cracked walkie-talkie.
"Hey, hey, did you hear that?"
"Go and watch the videos on the Internet. Everything you want is there. Don't thank me too much. I will give you an account and you can transfer money into it. But if it's missing, I reserve the right to hold you accountable."
Latif stood up and stepped on the intercom that was still chattering.
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Of course Xu Chuan was not just teasing the other party, he knew that the card in his hand had been played at this time.
In other words, the other party will no longer care about Iman Zubeita.
But he had no other choice. He had to send the video before American rescue arrived.
Because Xu Chuan didn't know how the Americans would handle this matter. If they thought this matter was more important than David Nelson, then the rescue operation would turn into a murder and silence in minutes.
In this chaotic situation, who knows whether the other party will adhere to the idea of killing one more is enough.
Anyway, Xu Chuan is skeptical about the integrity of the United States.
"Get all the fire extinguishers and everyone follow him." Xu Chuan pointed at Curtis and shouted to the crowd.
"Friendly reminder, try not to bring messy things with you. We are moving now and not traveling."
Although others are reluctant, whoever holds the gun has the right to speak at this time.
They wanted to move to the roof of the building. Although there was no bunker there, there were only two narrow passages, which could be said to be easy to defend but difficult to attack.
And now all the media are gathered outside. When the time comes, these 70 or 80 people will shout "Help me..." on the roof of the building. The scene will be so spectacular.
When the time comes, whether it's the Indian military or the American Leopards, they won't be able to do it unless they get there.
As for the hostages on the first floor, sorry, he really can't care about that much.
Xu Chuan also used the walkie-talkie to tease the person, regardless of whether the other person heard or not, "Don't you think of a way to retreat?"
"The latest news is that SEAL Team 6 has arrived in Mumbai. Are you sure you want to fight with them?"
"Forget it, why bother? If you go out and mention my name, they should be able to give you a single room each."
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He was talking nonsense with the walkie-talkie while looking at the surveillance screen on the tactical terminal.
The attackers were coming up the stairs and it looked like they were planning a final blow.
"Hurry up, hurry up."
Xu Chuan pushed the last few people into the employee passage, then took out the last four grenades from the bag and removed the clip holding the safety ring.
Then he looked down at the surveillance screen in the stairwell.
After seeing those people arriving at the stairs, Xu Chuan immediately threw out all the grenades in front of him one by one.
The opponent was not dumb, they were careful enough and maintained their tactical formation well, but they didn't know that the opponent's map had been opened.
Four grenades exploded in the narrow corridor. Through surveillance, Xu Chuan knew that two people had been brought down.
He did not stop, but doused the bunker in front of him with alcohol and olive oil found in the club.
Then he lit a curtain with a lighter and threw it directly on top.
There's no gasoline, so we'll just make do with it.
However, most of the furniture was made of wood, which was indeed easy to ignite, and it didn't take long for half of the corridor to burst into flames.
The attackers were a little panicked, they didn't know what was happening.
And the only casualties they suffered this night were the survivors on the top floor.
Although they vowed that if they broke through the opponent's defense, they would kill everyone in the most brutal way.
However, when the top survivors once again did not act as they expected, they were really murmuring in their hearts.
Who knows what's waiting for them ahead.
"Rush up, rush up, they have already run away, go to the roof and kill them all."
The angry voice of the bald man came from the intercom.
The dozen or so people immediately began to divide their forces. There were three passages to enter the roof, two were in the stairwell, and one was the employee passage.
The three attackers brought fire extinguishers from downstairs and sprayed them on the burning wooden furniture blocking the corridor.
After the fire subsided, the five of them pushed aside the burned wood and walked into the club.
This is the first time they have walked in here in the past day and at the cost of half of their personnel casualties.
It's hard to say what they thought at the end of their lives.
Xu Chuan didn't have time to think about this, because his clothes were already on fire.
This guy had been huddled in the corner, covering himself with a carpet, and the fire had burned through the carpet.
What he is wearing now is just ordinary clothes, not a combat uniform with fire protection function.
When he lifted up the carpet and opened fire on the backs of the five people, the sleeves and trouser legs of his clothes were already on fire.
He fired a magazine directly at five people, then took out his pistol and quickly fired a few more shots before he had the time to put out the fire on his body.
"wipe……"
Xu Chuan gritted his teeth and sprayed a large bottle of Coke on his clothes. The carbon dioxide bubbles mixed with the liquid easily extinguished the fire.
Enduring the pain, he tore off the burned sleeves. The muscles on his forearm were already red from heat, and the same was true on his left leg.
Fortunately it didn't take long, otherwise it would have been troublesome.
"MD, MD..."
Xu Chuan cursed at the street, and then kicked the body several times to vent his anger.
Although this matter was a bit risky, it was quite worth it in exchange for five heads burned.
When Xu Chuan ran up to the roof carrying five AK rifles, Curtis became unusually angry.
"Boss, if you do this, NIKI will kill me."
Xu Chuan didn't care. He shook his arm that had started to get blistered, "In a war, there's no one who won't be injured. As long as he doesn't die, that's fine."
"Don't worry, I will stop her and at least save your life."
"Fuck..."
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Xu Chuan immediately distributed the stolen rifles to Mukesh's bodyguards.
Now they all need to start working hard.
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The sky was gradually getting dark, and facing the blood-red sunset, a group of media gathered outside the Taj Mahal Hotel photographed the survivors in the hotel climbing to the roof. Those people were waving their arms towards the camera.
Shouting words like "Help me".
Fierce gunfire rang out from the rooftop.
A TV station's helicopter took the risk to fly over the hotel and captured first-hand information about the scene.
The people on the roof waved for them to come down, but the helicopter turned around and ran away after a circle.
The people below immediately cursed loudly.
The new return headquarters was placed next to the Museum of American History.
Team B, which has arrived, is preparing an action plan in the History Museum.
By now they already knew why they wanted to kill the woman codenamed Mahad.
It turned out that it was to wipe the butt of their motherland. Only now did they realize that America's insistence that Saddam had weapons of mass destruction turned out to be fabricated.
"Hey, I wandered around the desert of Elak for a long time, just to find these things."
Sonny sat in a chair and put his legs on the desk.
Others have different moods. What the United States has done is really disgusting.
The most important thing is that it turned out to be a mess in the end.
"Okay, these are not things we need to worry about."
Adam Silver stopped the team members from teasing.
This kind of news broke before the mission started, which really affected morale.
He turned his head and looked at Mandy, "Now, we can't kill Dr. Mahad. It would be too stupid to do so."
If the woman dies at this time, it is basically confirmed that the Americans did it.
Moreover, Adam Silver is also very resistant to this task, because it is conceivable that if the VX gas issue is not handled well, their superiors may treat them as abandoned people.
It really couldn't be easier to put the responsibility for Mahad's death on them.
Ms. Iman Zubetta is really smart to think of exposing this matter at this point in time.
Not only can the United States not take action here, but it must also try its best to protect her.
Living people can change what they have said, but dead people cannot.
Mandy Ellis on the side nodded, which is what she reported to Langley.
At this time Blackburn walked in and turned on the TV, "Now we are in big trouble."
The news is showing a live broadcast from the Taj Mahal Hotel.
The intensive gunfire on the rooftop indicated that a desperate battle was taking place there.
There were nearly 80 people gathered there. It was obvious that if those KB elements were to attack them, it would definitely be a humanitarian disaster.
"We couldn't wait any longer. After analyzing the video, we found David Nelson in the crowd."
Blackburn paused the picture and David Nelson got a close-up opportunity.
This front row position was specially arranged for him by Xu Chuan.
"What about Iman Zubeita?" Adam Silver asked.
"The most important thing now is to save people. Control that woman first."
Blackburn made his decision. The current situation made it obvious that the woman could not move.
Although there was a lot of quarrel over this matter above, he felt that those people very much hoped that he could take the initiative to make a decision, so that he could take the blame.
He's not that stupid.
"But we don't know anything about what's going on inside."
As the B-2 in the team, Lei raised his own concerns and questions.
Blackburn shook his head, his tone a little angry, but more of a helpless tone, "Those Indians don't even have the architectural drawings of the hotel."
"I can't believe the other things they came up with. We can only rely on ourselves now."
Mandy Ellis plays a video she downloaded from social media on her monitor.
"We can only speculate on the internal situation through the videos currently available online."
In fact, they all know that these are of no use at all, because most of the live videos are currently shot in the top-floor club.
This has no reference at all to the lower floors controlled by KB elements.
Clay Spencer raised his hand and interrupted, "Why don't we call and ask those Umbrella people?"
With one sentence, all eyes were focused on him.
This is really... a good idea.
Umbrella's boss is inside and has already fought against the attackers.
They should know more about these people and the situation in the hotel.
Moreover, according to the Indian side, Umbrella's team is also on the way, and both parties have the same purpose. Maybe just making a phone call will be enough.
"Ha, are we going to seek the opinion of a PMC company?"
Sonny was very dissatisfied with this matter. How could he like a group of mercenaries?
"They are not a regular PMC company."
Blackburn said that as an officer, he had access to much more intelligence. He knew that Umbrella, who was wearing PMC skin...
Well, he doesn't know what kind of company it is.
He only knows that many retired and even active US military officers are trying their best to join this company.
However, this company did not take advantage of the opportunity to expand wildly. Instead, it conducted increasingly stringent reviews of applicants.
"I'll contact them."
Blackburn said something.
He immediately called Umbrella's head office, "I'm the U.S. Navy..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the other party say angrily, "If you are applying, please press 2."
Then there was a burst of waiting music.
Everyone's expression, "..."
After Blackburn dialed the number three times, and he and the person who answered the phone were about to explode, he finally got the chance to say his name.
"Oh, you are in Mumbai."
The man's tone was calm, "Our BOSS said that if you call, I will send you the video and tell you that there is enough bomb in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel to blow up the entire floor. It should be artificially detonated
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Blackburn took a breath. If they had just broken in without any investigation, these extremists would be happy to die with them.
"What if we don't call?"
Blackburn asked garrulously.
Then I heard the other party say, "Oh, BOSS said, if you don't even ask, you deserve to die."
Blackburn really wanted to slap himself and ask the other party if they knew their boss also needed their rescue.
Before long, Blackburn received hundreds of videos in his mailbox.
Mandy Ellis frowned and was extremely shocked. This was obviously cut from surveillance footage.
The CIA didn't even get this. How did Umbrella do it?
But this matter is not something that needs to be considered now, they need to deal with the crisis at the Taj Mahal Hotel immediately.
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"Boss, the company said those idiots in the Navy finally thought of calling."
Curtis, a third-class member of the U.S. Army, was naturally at odds with the Navy.
Xu Chuan reloaded a magazine and fired a burst at the stairway.
"Oh, they can move a little slower, Liu He and the others will be there soon."
If a PMC company steals the limelight, Bao Bao will be humiliated this time.
As for the Indians, I hope that after they know that this is a group of Chinese people, they can mentally support themselves and never break their defenses.