1179 A Textbook Rescue Operation [This Chapter Is Written By: Leng Yuye Is Sad-Titled and Updated-5/?]

If someone knows that he has been "killed", he will definitely curse regardless of his grace.

The people in the room were quite... unable to describe in words the barking in their hearts at what the director of Blackstone Security said.

In fact, sometimes they also know that this may be the best solution, and they often encounter similar things.

Hostage-taking is always the case that everyone is least willing to face. Sometimes law enforcement officers will be fooled around. In the end, not a single hostage is saved, and even many law enforcement officers die.

The media will even report on the incompetence of law enforcement personnel and teams, as if it was this group of incompetent people who killed all the hostages.

But the media and the public never know the feeling of being helpless. You can't attack, and you can't defend passively. You have to take care of the life and death of the hostages.

If the hostage issue is not considered, any hijacker will not survive for thirty seconds under the sniper's aim.

During this process, almost everyone in charge had the thought that the hostages were definitely not a shield for the gangsters to act recklessly, so sometimes accidents were forgivable.

It's just that those were always "accidents" and emergencies, rather than like now, where a whole family was killed before the first direct confrontation between the two sides took place.

The people from the Security Committee pursed their lips and said, "This is your job. I won't interfere, but I will report it truthfully."

As soon as they took a stand, they solved the trouble for others. As the most important security agency in the country, they believe that this method is at least not illegal, so there is no problem.

Whether it is appropriate or not is another matter. The most important thing is that no one will be blamed for it. They have even thought about how to deal with similar things in the future.

The on-site supervisor of Blackstone Security nodded, picked up the walkie-talkie, and began to prepare for the attack.

At this moment, what was a bit surprising was that the owner of the house actually appeared and drove his car out of the garage. This was very surprising.

They thought that the owner of the house should be strictly controlled, but they didn't expect that they could still go out.

The action was temporarily stopped due to the appearance of the owner of the house.

The owner of the house did not realize that the seemingly peaceful neighborhood was actually full of murderous intent.

He was driving, thinking about whether he should call the police, and when he was about to leave the community, he was stopped.

The person who stopped him was the young field officer from Blackstone Security who asked him.

"Sir, we meet again."

The landlord was a little embarrassed and nervous. He had not yet decided whether to tell the truth or not. He nodded calmly and said, "Yes, we just met."

As he spoke, he shrugged and rolled his wrists. The rich body movements were to increase his persuasiveness, "I plan to go out for a spin..."

He didn't say he was going to work because he had to come back. He found an excuse for himself before leaving.

In a sense, this kind of cooperation is also a twisted appeal for empathy in the victim's psychology. He has brought himself into the identity of a victim who needs cooperation and cannot extricate himself.

Fortunately, he and those people have been exposed, otherwise he might have been able to hide it.

"I'm sorry, sir, but our superiors would like to speak with you about the guests in your house..."

The next second, the owner of the house subconsciously stepped on the accelerator, but the gunshot that appeared immediately made him sweat profusely, and then he raised his hands.

"Your behavior will make us think that you and the guests in your room are in the same group, do you understand?" The young man smiled and opened the car door, "If I were you, I wouldn't do this."

Half an hour later, the homeowner drove back to the house.

He felt that the less than twenty-four hours had been the most exciting day in his life. Yes, he first cooperated with the terrorists and watched clips of the president's speech.

Then he became the messenger of justice again. He told them all about the situation in the house and told them that as long as they followed the agreement honestly, none of the three members of the family would encounter any danger or harm. !

After the garage door fell, the woman with slightly darker skin opened the door to the garage, took a wary look, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

From the trunk of the car, they found a lot of beef and vegetables, as well as some biscuits and the like.

The owner's cooperation also made Scarface and the others relax their vigilance a little, so when he expressed his hope that the family could be chained in another place, Scarface quickly agreed.

Although the owner of the house wanted to lock them in a bedroom on the second floor, Scarface refused.

The family was locked in a storage room.

The storage room is safer than the bedroom on the second floor. If the three of them jump out of the window and escape, it will cause a lot of trouble. Even if they don't jump out of the window, they can still convey certain information to the outside through the window.

On the contrary, the storage room is very safe.

It was so small, closed, and dark that even their loud shouts could not be heard.

The male host's eyes were a little desperate. This was different from what he planned. He wanted to say something more, but in the end he remained silent.

In the plan, he told those people that he would find a way to lock his family in a bedroom on the second floor with him, so that only two sniper rifles would be needed to help them guard the door.

But now the situation has changed, and he can do nothing except pray.

He didn't even dare to tell people like Scarface that they were surrounded. As a middle-class person, sometimes he would not imagine that the other party would let him go like those at the bottom who had not even completed their education.

It's not without some good news though, Scarface allows them to free their hands due to the tight seal of the storage room.

As soon as he entered the storage room, the homeowner put some metal objects at the door, then tried his best to find ropes and the like, wrapped the door handle around it, and fixed it with the shelf behind him...

At the same time, the sniper at the observation position did not notice any changes in the situation on the second floor. No one entered several rooms, and then reported the news to the command center.

The supervisor who was promoted to commander made a prayer gesture sadly, "We have tried our best!"

It was the man who asked to go back. He is a warrior. Praying for him also respects his courage to risk his life for his family.

No one refuted his words. He was silent for a while, then picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Let's start!"

Scarface and others in the room were eating beef. People like them who could lose their lives anytime and anywhere were never vegetarians.

What they advocate is to satisfy desires, appetites, or other things.

It feels great to tuck into beef, and eating helps them heal from their wounds.

Just as a few people were sitting in the living room discussing what to do next, suddenly the sound of breaking glass came from everywhere in the room, and then thick smoke quickly filled the room!

It was a smoke bomb. The hunters in the room reacted instantly. Scarface pulled out his gun, overturned the table in front of him, and hid behind the table.

The door was knocked open with a heavy crash, and the moment the sun shone in outside the house, the firefight began!

The firepower of both sides was very fierce, and they didn't hold anything back.

The owner of the house said that they hid something in the basement, which should be Charlie (sister). The owner of the house did not see the woman in the description when they were moving on the first floor.

So when we first set up the battle, we focused on the first floor.

Attack without reservation.

When they found the group, the on-site supervisor called Lynch, who didn't care at all whether he could get the order.

Yes, of course that’s good. After all, no one would mind having too much money.

No, it doesn't matter. With or without this money, his status and wealth will not change much.

To put it simply, just go ahead and do it. The reputation of Blackstone Security is far more important than whether Charlie (sister) is alive and whether she can receive this order.

With the support of the boss, everyone naturally has no worries at all.

This time, they were very well prepared, allowing these irregular troops to understand what "battle" is.

There were at least fifty or sixty people outside the house, including many heavy weapons. They aimed directly at the first floor and fired continuously until all the bullets were empty.

Single-family houses like the Federation are basically made of wood, and the wood structure also means that its walls are easily penetrated.

In an instant, the entire first floor was like falling into ammunition purgatory, with bullets flying everywhere and deadly ricochet.

If they hadn't considered what would happen if Charlie (sister) was still alive, they even thought it would be better to simply wipe this building off the map.

The vast experience of fighting in the north taught them that the cost of erasing a building was much less than the cost of clearing one.

But for now, that’s enough!

Scarface hugged his head and prostrated on the ground. He didn't even have the courage to raise his head now.

Bullets were everywhere, and my companions were cursing just now, but now there was no sound.

Such a fierce "battle" only lasted a minute. There seemed to be some problems with the whole house, and it seemed as if it might collapse at any time.

Then, Blackstone's combatants began to enter.

They were armed to the teeth with bomb-proof personnel standing at the front, and then ordinary armed personnel stood behind and pushed inside bit by bit.

While in the living room, they discovered the gang...

Fortunately, the homeowner's family survived and they didn't know who to thank.

The storm of bullets also brought heavy attack to the storage room, but luckily there was too much clutter in the storage room.

Bullets that penetrated one or two layers of walls lost their penetrating power after hitting these debris.

No one was harmed except the owner of the house, who was struck in the thigh by an accidental bullet.

Charlie (sister) was also found in the basement. It can be said that this was a very successful rescue operation, completely textbook level!

Soon the news spread, the media knew it, the people knew it, and the president also knew it.

Of course, Mr. Lynch knew it too!