Extorting confessions

Two bodyguards rushed over and took Henry's place to strike at the same time, throwing out a grenade.

The grenade rolled to the side of Team Six. Number One yelled, "Grenade..."

The few people were close to the grenade, but the ones at the front were No. 1, No. 3, and No. 4. No matter how they hid, they would probably be injured or killed by the grenade. Seeing that they could not avoid it, No. 4 suddenly threw himself onto the grenade.

Boom!

The grenade exploded as Number Four took off his body armor and a large amount of flesh and blood exploded out from his back.

"Old Four..." Seeing Number Four sacrifice, Number One's eyes turned red!

"Bastards, you're all going to die." Number Three cursed, pulled out two grenades, and threw them in one by one.

This bunch of damn guys, think only you guys have grenades?

In the minds of Number Three and the others, they only wanted to kill Charlie and the others now. As for the idea of capturing them alive, they had long disappeared into the clouds.

The two grenades hit the carpet, bounced up and rolled a few times, falling into the center of the room.

Now it was Charlie and the others' turn to force him!

"Grenade..."

They shouted and pounced around. Forsythe had just put Henry on the sofa to dress his wound. When the grenade came in, he yanked the sofa over and buckled himself and Henry inside.

One of the two bodyguards who had just been at the door was very smart. He threw himself at the sofa by the door, while the other was slow to react. After he could not hide from the sofa, he could only pounce on the ground and try his best to reduce the area attacked by the shrapnel.

A huge explosion sounded, grenade fragments flew everywhere, and the shrapnel hit the sofa. Then the huge air wave blew the sofa and everything in the room away. The huge glass window shattered instantly and fell down in a fluttering manner.

One bodyguard was killed on the spot, two were injured, and Henry, who was shot in the hand, was the only one who was not injured now, Charlie, Fosaidi, and the bodyguard who had just hid behind the sofa at the door. The bodyguard, who was not injured, immediately returned to the door after the explosion and opened fire outside.

Fosaidi, on the other hand, lifted the sofa and helped bandage Henry. He shouted, "The other party has already occupied a reasonable position. We should give way to the door and snipe inside. This way, the disadvantage of the narrow terrain at the door is theirs, and we can calmly block them."

Charlie yelled, "Can't give up the gate. They have grenades. We will be more passive if we give up the gate. Jackson, blow them up with grenades."

Jackson, the bodyguard at the door, took out a grenade and threw it out.

Number One and the others also became angry and quickly retreated backward. They took out grenades and threw them into the room.

Looking at the four more grenades being thrown in, Charlie and the others were all dumbstruck. Those who could move all ran wildly towards other areas, not daring to be in the living room. Among the injured people, except for Henry, the others were all unable to move easily and had no ability to hide anymore. They could only try their best to get down and watch the flames and shrapnel devour themselves.

Since the sofa was overturned, Jackson had nowhere to hide and was also hit by shrapnel. He lay helplessly on the ground and groaned.

The Sixth Squad outside the door was much better than Charlie and the others in the room. Since they suffered from the first grenade, they knew that they were on guard against the other party throwing the mine again and began to retreat. They planned to use the grenade to attack the enemy first and let the other party give up the position at the door.

After the explosion, Number One shouted, "Cover me." He approached the presidential suite alone.

Now the presidential suite is no different from a beggar's den, full of broken glass, tattered and blood.

Number One took a few steps closer, threw a grenade into the room again, and then approached the door at a rapid speed. The other three also followed and walked in the corridor. Everyone was about three meters away, so they would not be caught by the grenade again, but they could quickly support.

Charlie and the others, who ran into the bedroom, were just about to rush out when they saw another grenade flying in. They immediately dashed back again at a speed faster than a rabbit. Jackson, on the other hand, showed despair. He could no longer hide!

At the same time as the explosion sounded, Number One rushed in. He saw Jackson's life by the door was very good. His whole body was blown up like a hedgehog. Shrapnel was everywhere, but he was not dead yet.

Number One looked at him with a chilling glare in his eyes. He pulled the trigger at Jackson, and the bullets penetrated his hands and feet, but did not take his life. As for whether he could be alive before Shang Rui came up, Number One did not care anymore.

Rushing into the living room meant that Charlie and the others were already unable to fly, unless they were willing to jump down from here and enjoy the feeling of flying. Otherwise, the injured Henry, Charlie, and Forsythe would not be able to withstand the angry Number One and the others.

Inside the main control room, Shang Rui saw the sixth squad walk out of the elevator and ordered, "Close all the elevators to prevent the enemy from fleeing. Wu Zhen, you stay in the central control room and wait for my order. The others will go and evacuate the crowd immediately."

The man said discontentedly, "Chief, close the elevator. The enemy can't escape, but how can our support go up? We must leave an elevator behind."

"I'll take over here. You have to pay attention to your level. Now get out of the central control room and evacuate the crowd."

"I will report the situation here to my superiors."

"Whatever, get out now." Shang Rui yelled.

"Let's go." The man left angrily with his bellboy clothes.

"He Song, you guard the fire escape and temporarily forbid others from going up."

"Yes." He Song quickly ran out.

"Watch this place. No one is allowed to move the elevator." Shang Rui patted Wu Zhen's shoulder.

"Yes." Wu Zhen revealed a deadly gaze. He was the only one who wanted to control the elevator unless he was dead!

Shang Rui left the central control room. At this time, more than 30 military personnel monitoring Charlie had gathered in the hall. One by one, they were murderous and ready to go up and destroy the terrorists.

A 30-year-old man in the hall saw Shang Rui and walked over. He asked, "Are you Shang Rui, a major from the General Staff? I'm Captain Qi Hong, who is in charge of surveillance."

"Yes, I'm taking over now. You should have received the order."

"Yes. But the elevator was stopped, and our people couldn't go up to support. Once Charlie and the others..."

Without waiting for Qi Hong to finish, Shang Rui waved his hand to interrupt and said, "What you have to do is obey, but question."

Qi Hong was very wronged. He thought that Shang Rui's order was wrong, but the higher-ups crushed people to death. He could only stand at attention and loudly said, "Yes."

"Set your communication frequency to 3-band. I will go up to support you now. All you have to do is to evacuate the people and prevent the terrorists from escaping."

"Major, I am willing to bring someone up to support you."

Shang Rui didn t speak and just looked at him coldly.

Qi Hong and Shang Rui looked at each other without flinching.

"Obey orders." Shang Rui's tone was not as cold as it was just now, and he turned around and walked to the elevator.

Shang Rui still admires Qi Hong, who has a backbone. Unfortunately, the two are not on the same line now, so they can only treat him like this.

Qi Hong had no choice but to watch Shang Rui walk into the elevator.

The man who was chased out of the central control room by Shang Rui asked, "Captain, we'll wait like this."

Qi Hong sighed, "There are orders from above. What can I do? I hope he won't be impulsive and put himself in it again!"

Charlie took the elevator to the top floor, opened the elevator door, and ordered Wu Zhen to stop the elevator again.

Intense gunfire could be heard in the corridor, and the exchange of fire between Team Six and Charlie Three had not stopped.

Listening to the intense gunfire, Shang Rui frowned, took out his pistol, and strode towards the presidential suite.

When passing by the horrible body of number four, his footsteps did not stop and he continued to walk inside, as if the one lying on the ground was not his comrade-in-arms, but a dead little bug.

The presidential suite had become a battlefield at this time. The hall was blown up and the tattered carpet was full of bullet casings. Number One and the other four had rushed into the study and killed Henry again. At this time, they were relying on the sofa to fire at Charlie and Forsydy in the bedroom.

Shang Rui saw the corpses on the ground and walked into the study. He frowned in dissatisfaction and asked, "There's no time. Speed up. If you can't catch them alive, kill them."

The men on No. 1 didn't have time to pay attention to him. They opened fire silently and took out grenades and threw them in.

Seeing that they were all busy, Shang Rui did not plan to help them and walked back to the living room with his gun.

Jackson's vitality was very tenacious, and many wounds on his body were not fatal, but a large amount of blood loss made him already in a dying state, and his lips were as white as a dead man.

Shang Rui crouched beside him, took out a mixed stimulant and plunged it into Jackson's neck.

Stimulated by the stimulant, Jackson felt better and squinted at the person in front of him.

The gun that Shang Rui was carrying was the Desert Eagle. He pressed the muzzle of the gun against Jackson's right knee and asked, "Where is the Potential Formula?"

"I don't know what you said."

Bang!

When the bullet went down, the huge power of the bullet made a big hole in the leg, and the right leg was completely destroyed. There was no other way except amputation.

Shang Rui pressed the muzzle of the gun against his left knee and asked, "Where is it?"

"I don't know."

Bang!

His left knee was also completely scrapped, and his snow-white bone stubble was exposed.

Shang Rui moved the muzzle of the gun to his elbow joint again and asked, "Where is it?"

"You can kill me, I don't know." Jackson wanted to die immediately to avoid being tortured.

Bang!

After one shot, Jackson's arm could not shed much blood. His blood was about to run dry.

Shang Rui had already lost his patience. He pointed the gun at his lower body and asked, "Where is it?"

"In hell, you go get it!" Jackson knew that he would die. He had already given up on survival and did not care about the destruction of his body.

Shang Rui pulled the trigger again.

Jackson's eggs were beaten. The great pain and mental stimulation made his eyes bulge and he roared in pain.

Shang Rui originally wanted to ask, but found that Jackson's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, his pupils dilated, and he was about to die. He pulled the trigger on Jackson's head and said, "Go to hell!"

Killing Jackson, he started rummaging through dead people on Charlie's side for USB drives and stuff.

No, he couldn't find any storage items on these people's bodies. He could only gather their phones and computers together and check them slowly when he got back