Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty First Accident

Tan Guiren was so angry that she almost didn't faint. She pushed Hong Ge's hand away with all her strength, and said coldly: "Don't dream! Exchange political prisoners with me? Is it more embarrassing for you or me?" ? No one will talk to you!"

"Huh? No one? Your dad is about to become the Prime Minister of the Chinese Empire. Do you think they will exchange with me?!"

"...You are shameless! My dad won't do it!" Tan Guiren raised his head, his elegant little face showed a resolute expression, "You dare to threaten them, I would rather die!"

"Death? It's not that easy...Miss Tan, let me tell you, the most difficult thing is not to die, but to live!" Brother Hong showed a stern look on his face, and then pushed her, "Go to the bathroom quickly ! Your blood is almost on the ground."

Tan Guiren lowered her head in panic, only to realize that her aunt had already dyed the legs of her trousers red...

The pair of light blue pajama pants she wore for more than a month had become red and blue, like the colors of the American flag.

Tan Guiren staggered towards the bathroom with the toilet bag in his arms.

After closing the door with a bang, she leaned back against the bathroom door, covered her face, and cried again.

But she didn't dare to cry loudly, she just sobbed softly, slowly slid down the door, sat on the floor, and cried for a long time before going to tidy up.

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In the evening of the next day, when countless people were still looking for clues to the missing person in Statue of Liberty Park, the police station on the Upper West Side of Manhattan received another call message. This time, the person directly shouted to Tan Guiren's father, Tan Dongbang: "You Your daughter is in our hands, as long as you promise us to release Yin Youqin, a political prisoner in Qingcheng Prison, your daughter will return to Zhao intact."

As soon as this message came out, public opinion around the world went into an uproar.

Everyone was asking who this "Yin Youqin" was, including some upper-level people in the Chinese Empire who were muttering.

As far as they know, there is no one named "Yin Youqin" in Qingcheng Prison, which detains high-level political prisoners.

Only a very few people know that this "Yin Youqin" is not a political prisoner, nor is he being held in Qingcheng Prison.

He is the most hidden and highest-ranking spy of the United States in the Chinese Empire. He was secretly captured by Huo Shaoheng, who founded the Special Operations Department a few years ago, and was imprisoned in the special prison of the Special Operations Department.

...

General Ji, who got the news, hastily convened an emergency meeting of the Supreme Committee of the Military Department.

He had a bad face at the meeting.

Who spread the news that Yin Youqin was in their hands? !

"Admiral Ji, Bai Yusheng, who defected back then, probably told us about this." Huo Shaoheng's father, Huo Guanchen, bowed and leaned towards the conference table, "Fortunately, his rank is not high enough. We captured him, but we don’t know where he is being held, and we don’t know the real identity of this person.”

"He doesn't know, but the CIA of the United States knows that it was originally a chess piece buried by the CIA. How can they not know?" Admiral Ji said this, his face suddenly became extremely serious, he was startled, and one hand couldn't stop shaking , "...Oops! Shaoheng is in the United States, should he be notified about this?"

Huo Guanchen immediately said: "Of course, this matter has something to do with him, so he should be notified immediately."

"No hurry, it's midnight in the United States, let him know in the afternoon, and he will know when he wakes up tomorrow morning." Admiral Ji looked at his watch and breathed a sigh of relief.

But what they didn't know was that when they processed the content of the resolution and authorized the Special Operations Division to notify Huo Shaoheng, Huo Shaoheng's rescue operation had already begun.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when Yin Shixiong received this call from the Supreme Committee of the Military Department.

"Notify Young Master Huo now?!" Yin Shixiong was dumbfounded hearing the call, "Okay! I'll contact them right away!"

Immediately afterwards, Yin Shixiong started calling Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze through a special secret line.

But no matter how he dialed, there was always a cold mechanical message: "Hello, the number you dialed is not in the service area."

Yin Shixiong sat on the soft chair in the office,

The expression on his face was mournful, and his gray complexion made people think that he had a sudden illness.

Because he knew that this was the secret signal for their Special Operations Division.

When this message appears on the dialed phone, it means that they have entered the task action stage. At this time, no one is allowed to answer the phone.

This is the iron law!

Yin Shixiong was anxious like ants on a hot pot, running around in the office.

He didn't give up on calling Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze, and even dialed the resident number of the new North American branch of the Special Operations Department, but the same cold message foreshadowed a terrible result.

This time, the North American Special Operations Division branch is almost fully deployed, and it is carrying out a big mission.

So basically no one answered all the calls.

Yin Shixiong was burning with anxiety, looking at the sky outside the window, and kept begging Huo Shaoheng and the others for their mission, which had nothing to do with the kidnapping case.

But he also knew it was futile.

He knows better than anyone else the purpose of Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze's special trip to America.

If it wasn't for Tan Guiren, Tan Dongbang's daughter, how could they have gotten into this predicament? !

After being anxious for a long time, Yin Shixiong finally called Admiral Ji and said truthfully, "Admiral Ji, I'm afraid it's too late. I just called for almost an hour, but no one answered, saying that the phone is not in the service area. ..."

Admiral Ji fell down on the chair all of a sudden, also dumbfounded.

Of course he knew what the message "The phone is not in the service area" on the phone of the Special Operations Department meant...

"Has the action started?" Admiral Ji murmured, his hale and hearty face suddenly looked old, the wrinkles on his face were particularly deep, and the eyes that were particularly energetic before were now absent-minded.

"...you call me and keep calling! Until someone answers!" Admiral Ji came back to his senses and ordered Yin Shixiong loudly.

"Yes, chief!"

...

When Yin Shixiong frantically called Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze, the two had already brought the members of Group A and Group B of the North American Branch of the Special Operations Division to the Bronx neighborhood in the dark night.

Two o'clock in the middle of the night is the most sleepy time for people, even for people who are on night shifts or who are used to staying up late, this point is also the most difficult time.

Although the eyes are open, they are out of focus.

Sitting at the door seems to be guarding the door, but in fact, the brain has shut down and dreamed.

Group A snipers from the Special Operations Department climbed up to the small buildings around the "ivory tower" in the night, ambushed on the roof, set up sniper rifles, and the observers were not far from the snipers, holding instruments to measure wind speed, temperature and temperature. Humidity, which provides snipers with the best technical resources.

Group A is led by Zhao Liangze, and Group B is led by Huo Shaoheng himself.

They were wearing black sportswear, bulletproof vests on their upper bodies, steel helmets covering the lower half of their faces, and large night vision glasses covering the upper half of their faces.

Wearing leather gloves with bare fingers on their hands, and bulletproof wrist guards on their wrists, everyone is carrying a semi-automatic submachine gun, with a long string of bullets hanging diagonally from their shoulders, just like soldiers who charge into battle, but in the darkness With a low waist, he quickly came to the downstairs of the six-story building.

There were two guards behind the gate, but they were asleep with their guns in their hands.

Maybe it's because nothing happened after staying here for more than a month, no matter how vigilant they are, they are a little paralyzed at this time.

Huo Shaoheng walked at the front of the team. He came to the door, took out a small wire, drilled a few times in the iron lock outside the door, and then unscrewed the lock.

The sound of the iron door opening with a bang alarmed the gatekeepers behind the door, but before they shook their sleepy heads before they could open their eyes, two daggers with a cold light had already slid past their necks.

The blood in the throat rushed out like an arrow!

Huo Shaoheng dodged, retracted his arms, threw the two bloody daggers to the ground, and rushed up the stairs.

The building was very dark and there were no lights, or there used to be lights, but the wiring was broken and no one repaired it in time.

However, from the perspective of the members of Team B of the Special Operations Division wearing night vision glasses, it is better to have no lights and see more clearly.

They followed behind Huo Shaoheng one by one, and followed him upstairs.

Starting from the second floor, according to the previous action plan, these people locked the four rooms on the second floor one by one, and at the same time took out a special chimney to blow air into those rooms.

The smoke with anesthesia gradually diffused into the door, and the people inside were fainted by the anesthesia without even snoring.

Huo Shaoheng led the four key members of Group B of the Special Operations Department directly to the third floor.

There are only three rooms on the third floor, one is very big, and it is filled with iron cages, which is the room where Tan Guiren and the others are locked up, and the other two rooms are where the elite of the kidnappers live.

The members of the Special Operations Department were less polite to the elite kidnappers on the third floor.

They pried open the door, kicked in, and fired a burst of semi-automatic submachine guns. Not to mention the people inside, even the mice had to be beaten with holes.

The bullets fired from the semi-automatic submachine gun with a silencer still made a bubbling sound, which spread out in the quiet night.

Brother Hong, who was sleeping on the fourth floor, woke up from his sleep. Although the bawling sounds were very faint when they reached the fourth floor, his many years of life and death experience told him that something happened in the building!

Taking out the pistol under the pillow and a rifle on his back, he quickly opened the door. As soon as he came to the corridor, he felt someone coming from the other side of the corridor.

Without thinking, he raised his gun and fired, but he didn't expect the opponent to be faster than him! More firepower!

A shuttle of bullets flew over one after another, splashing sparks in the corridor, Brother Hong only had time to roll on the ground and return to his room.

He kicked back, closed the door tightly, and rushed towards the window at the same time.

From the window on his side, you can go directly to the room with the iron cage on the third floor, which is the room where Tan Guiren and the two children are locked up.

At this time, Huo Shaoheng had just unlocked the room.

The door creaked, and Tan Guiren, who was so tossed and tossed by his aunt and unable to sleep, was taken aback. He turned his head and looked over, only to see a tall man standing at the door, wearing a helmet and a hood, A pair of big sunglasses covered half of his face, so he couldn't see his face.

Tan Guiren's heart jumped up suddenly, almost jumping out of his throat.

Huo Shaoheng walked straight towards the iron cage where Tan Guiren was locked up, with the end of the gun in his hand, he fired a shot at the iron lock, and the lock was broken on the ground.

He quickly opened the door of the iron cage, and stretched out his hand towards Tan Guiren: "Miss Tan? Come with me, I was sent by your father to rescue you."

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