Santoso walked up to O'Neill and said: "Mr. O'Neill! Hello! I am Santoso, captain of the 81st Task Force, and I have been ordered to assist you in annihilating those Chinese terrorists."
O'Neill said: "Captain Santoso! It's not you who help us, it's us who help you."
Santoso nodded, "Where did these Chinese terrorists escape?"
"In the sewer in front, my people suffered heavy casualties during the pursuit," O'Neill said sadly.
"Mr. O'Neill! Please forgive me. The longer we have to act now, the worse it will be for our tracking."
O'Neill personally led two policemen and followed Santoso toward the sewer. As he walked, he introduced the situation. Santoso listened carefully, but there was a trace of unkindness in his eyes, and a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.
I don’t know if he was laughing at O’Neal’s incompetence, or at the Chinese people’s overestimation of their capabilities, who actually felt that Indonesia was coming to cause trouble.
In the sewer, Santoso strode forward with a tactical flashlight. Along the way, the faint smell of gasoline and the smell of burning corpses had not completely dissipated. They mixed together to form an unpleasant smell.
Santoso came to the site of the explosion and searched carefully, hoping to find useful clues. But after the explosion and the baptism of flames, nothing would be left at all.
Santoso stood up helplessly: "Mr. O'Neill! This should be the place where the terrorists set up a trap. I have determined that they left in this direction. I want to know how long it has been since you chased them?"
O'Neal thought for a moment and said, "Less than four hours."
Santoso gestured to the team members behind him, asking them to be careful and then walked forward. However, he became more careful in the next section of the road, always paying attention to his steps.
Suddenly, Santoso's raised foot stopped in the air, then he took a step back and squatted down. He saw a very thin silk thread lying one centimeter above the water.
Santoso walked little by little to the right along the silk thread, and found a grenade secured by a silk thread underwater against the wall, and the grenade at the other end was also picked up by a member of Task Force 81.
Santoso glanced at O'Neill and said with obvious ridicule: "Such an obvious trap can cause you heavy casualties? I don't know whether these Chinese terrorists are lucky or you are too stupid."
O'Neill had never been so angry. He suppressed his anger and said: "Captain Santoso, I think our help is no longer needed here. We will go back immediately. I hope you will not let us down and catch these Chinese terrorists."
Santoso turned around and continued walking forward, "You can leave, but let me tell you, we are not the police and have no obligation to catch thieves. Our mission is to eliminate the enemy."
O'Neill watched Task Force 81 disappear around the corner and cursed: "A bunch of arrogant bastards, let's go back."
Suddenly there was a fork in the road ahead. Santoso frowned and carefully searched for clues. The light of his flashlight flickered on the wall in front of him. Santoso seemed to have seen something. When he shined his flashlight there, he saw an unclear handprint on the wall.
, this is definitely someone who accidentally left it behind, and the only ones who appear here are those Chinese terrorists.