Latif directly smashed the walkie-talkie in his hand on the wall, and he finally realized what it means to play cards without reason.
Then he heard Xu Chuan's voice coming from the intercom whose shell had cracked.
"Hey, did you hear it?"
"Go and watch the videos online. You have everything you want. Don't thank me too much. I will give you an account and you can send money in. But if it is less, I reserve the right to hold you accountable."
Latif stood up and stepped on the intercom that was still chattering.
...
Of course, Xu Chuan was not just teasing the other party, he knew that the card in his hand had been played out at this time.
In other words, the other party no longer cares about Eman Zubeta.
But he had no other choice and had to send the video out before the American rescue arrived.
Because Xu Chuan didn't know how the Americans would deal with this matter. If they thought it was much more important than that David Nelson, then the rescue operation turned into a murder and silence in minutes.
In such a chaotic situation, who knows whether the other party will adhere to the idea of killing one more is one.
Anyway, Xu Chuan is skeptical about the ethics of America.
"Get all the fire extinguishers and everyone follows him." Xu Chuan pointed at Curtis and shouted at the crowd.
"Friendly reminder, try not to bring messy things. We are moving now, not traveling."
Although others are reluctant, whoever holds the gun at this time has the right to speak.
They were going to move to the rooftop. Although there was no cover 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, and then the seventy or eighty people shouted "Help me..." on the roof, and the scene is so spectacular.
By then, no matter whether it is the Indian military or the American leopards, they will not be able to go up.
As for the hostages on the first floor, sorry, he really can't take care of so many.
Xu Chuan was still holding the walkie-talkie and teasing the man, regardless of whether the other party could hear it or not. "Don't you find a way to retreat?"
"Latest news, Seals Six has arrived in Mumbai. Are you sure you want to fight with them?"
"Forget it, why bother? Otherwise, if you go out and mention my name, they should be able to give you a single room."
...
While he was holding the walkie-talkie, he was talking nonsense while watching the surveillance screen on the tactical terminal.
The attackers were coming up the stairs and it looked like they were planning to make the 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 his bag and removed the clip that stuck the safety pull ring.
Then he looked down at the surveillance screen in the stairwell.
After seeing those people reach the stairs, Xu Chuan immediately threw out all the grenades in front of him one by one.
The other party was not stupid. They were already careful enough and the tactical formation was maintained well, but they didn't know that the map had been opened on the opposite side.
Four grenades exploded in the narrow corridor, and Xu Chuan learned that two people had been knocked down through surveillance.
Instead of stopping, he poured the bunker in front of him with alcohol and olive oil found from the club.
Then use a lighter to light a curtain and throw it directly on it.
Without gasoline, just do it.
However, most of them are wooden furniture, which is indeed easy to ignite. Not long after, a fire broke out in half a corridor.
The attackers were a little panicked, and they didn't know what was going on.
And the only one who caused them casualties this night were the survivors on the top.
Although they vowed that if they broke through the opponent's defense, they would kill everyone in the most cruel way.
But when the top survivors once again did not act as they expected, they really murmured.
What's wrong with them waiting for them.
"Roar up, rush up, they have already run away, go to the roof to kill them all."
The bald head's angry voice came from the walkie-talkie.
The dozen people immediately began to divide their troops, and there were three passages entering the roof, two in the stairwell, and one was the employee passage.
Three attackers took fire extinguishers from downstairs and sprayed them on the wood furniture that was burning in the corridor.
After the fire became smaller, the five of them pushed away the carbon-burned wood and walked into the club.
This is their first time in the past day, after half of the casualties of the manpower.
It is 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.
The guy kept huddling in the corner and covered his body with a carpet, and the fire had already burned through the carpet.
What he is wearing now is just ordinary clothes, not combat uniforms with fireproof functions.
When he lifted the carpet and fired at the backs of the five people, his sleeves and pants were burning.
He directly fired up a magazine at the five people, then took out his pistol and quickly refilled it a few more shots, so he had 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 liquid easily extinguished the flames.
I endured the pain and tore off the burned sleeves. The muscles on my forearm were burned red, and the same was true on my left leg.
Fortunately, it didn't take long, otherwise it would be troublesome.
“MD,MD…”
Xu Chuan cursed the street, then kicked the corpse a few times to vent his anger.
Although this matter is a bit risky, it is worth it to replace the five heads with burns.
When Xu Chuan ran up the roof with five AK rifles on his back, Curtis was very angry.
"Boss, if you do this, NIKI will kill me."
Xu Chuan didn't care at all. He shook his arm, which had already started to blister, "When you fight, there is no one who is not injured, just don't die."
"Don't worry, I will stop her, at least I will save you a life."
“Fuck…”
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Xu Chuan immediately distributed the stolen rifle to Mukosh's bodyguards.
Now they all need to start fighting.
...
The sky was getting darker. Facing the blood-red sunset, a group of media outside the Taj Mahal Hotel photographed the survivors in the hotel climbing to the roof. The people were waving their arms at the camera and shouting "Help me" and other words.
Fierce gunfire sounded on the roof.
A TV station's helicopter ventured over the hotel and captured first-hand information on the scene.
The people on the roof waved their hands to let them get down, but the helicopter turned around and ran away after shaking it.
The people below immediately cursed loudly.
The new Return Command was placed next to the Grand Historical Museum of America.
Team B, who had arrived, was preparing an action plan in the Grand History Museum.
At this time, they already knew why they wanted to kill the woman code-named Mahad.
It turned out to be to wipe the butt of their motherland. They only now know that America had firmly vowed that Sadah had no weapons of mass destruction, but it turned out to be a creation out of nothing.
"Hey, I was wandering in the desert of Irake for a long time, just to find these things."
Sonny sat in a chair and put his legs on his desk.
Others have different moods, and America is really disgusting.
The most important thing is that he ended up messing up.
"Okay, these are not what we need to care about."
Adam Sipher stopped the players from making fun of them.
This kind of news was exposed before the mission began, which really affected morale.
He turned his head to look at Mandy, "Now, we can't kill that Dr. Mahad anymore, it would be too stupid to do that."
If the woman dies at this time, it will be basically confirmed that it was done by the Americans.
Moreover, Adam Sipher was also very resistant to this task, because it can be imagined that if the VX gas matter was not handled well, their superiors would probably regard them as abandoned children.
It is really easy to put the blame for Mahad's death on them.
At this point in time, Ms. Eman Zubeta is really smart.
Not only can the United States not do anything here, but it also has to try its best to protect it.
Living people can still change what they say, but dead people cannot.
Mandy Ellis, who was standing beside him, nodded, she also reported to Langley.
At this time, Blackburn walked in and turned on the TV casually, "Now there is a big trouble."
The live broadcast of the Taj Mahal Hotel is being played on the news.
The dense gunfire on the rooftops indicate that a desperate battle is going on.
There were nearly 80 people gathered there, and it was obvious that if they were attacked by those KB members, it would definitely be a humanitarian disaster.
"We can't wait anymore. After analyzing the video, we found David Nelson in the crowd."
Blackburn paused the screen and David Nelson got a close-up opportunity.
This front row position was specially arranged by Xu Chuan for him.
"Where is that Eman Zubeta?" asked Adam Sif.
"The important thing now is to save people, and that woman will control it first."
Blackburn made a decision, and the current situation was obvious that the woman could not move.
Although the above was very arguing about this matter, he felt that those people really hoped that they could make decisions on their own initiative, and that would be able to pass the blame.
He is not that stupid.
"But we know nothing about the situation inside."
As the B-2 in the team, Lei raised his own concerns and questions.
Blackburn shook his head, his tone of anger, but more seemed helpless, "The Indians didn't even have the architectural drawings of the hotel."
"I can't believe the other things they took out. We can only rely on ourselves now."
Mandy Ellis plays a video downloaded from social media on the monitor.
"We can only speculate on the internal situation through the current online videos."
In fact, they all know that these are useless, because most of the live videos are currently shot in top-floor clubs.
This has no reference effect on the low floors controlled by KB members.
Clay Spencer raised his hand and interjected, "Why don't we call and ask the Umbrella people?"
In one sentence, everyone's eyes were all gathered on him.
This is really…a good idea.
Umbrella's boss is inside and has fought with the attackers.
They should be more aware of these people and the situation in the hotel.
Moreover, according to India, Umbrella's team was also on the way to arrive, and the two sides had the same goals, maybe just make a phone call.
"Ha, do we want to ask for advice from a PMC company?"
Sonny was very dissatisfied with this matter. How could he look down on a group of mercenaries?
"They are not regular PMC companies."
Blackburn said, as an officer, he had access to much more information, and he knew Umbrella, the person 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 every means to join the company.
However, the company did not take advantage of the opportunity to expand brutally, but conducted increasingly strict reviews of applicants.
"I'll contact them."
Blackburn said something.
He immediately called Umbrella Corporation, "I am the US Navy..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the other party say angrily, "Please press 2 for applying for the job."
Then there was a sound of waiting music.
Everyone's expression, "..."
After Blackburn dialed the number three times and he and the person who answered the phone were almost blown up, he finally had the chance to speak his name.
"Oh, you're in Mumbai."
The man's tone was calm, "We the boss said, if you call, you will send you the video and tell you that there are enough bombs in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel that exploded the entire floor, which should have been artificially detonated."
Blackburn gasped, and if they had broken in without a detective, these extremists should be happy to die with them.
“What if we don’t call?”
Blackburn asked a long time.
Then he heard the other party say, "Ha, BOSS said, if you don't even ask, you deserve it."
Blackburn really wanted to slap himself and ask the other party if he knew that their boss also needed them to save him.
Not long after, Blackburn received hundreds of videos in his mailbox.
Mandy Ellis frowned and was shocked in his heart. It was obviously cut from the surveillance.
The CIA didn't get this thing, how did Umbrella do it?
But this matter is not something that needs to be considered now. They need to deal with the crisis of the Taj Mahal Hotel immediately.
...
"BOSS, the idiots in the Navy finally remember to call."
Curtis, a third-class person in the US Army, was born to be incompatible with the Navy.
Xu Chuan reloaded a magazine and shot it at the stairs passage.
"Ha, their movements can be slower, and Liu He and the others will be around."
If this is stolen by a PMC company, Leopard will be greatly disgraced this time.
As for the Indians, I hope they know that this is a group of Chinese people, and their spirits can support them, so they must not break the defense.