Terrorist

The five members of the sixth team began to change their clothes. When they put on their hoods, their weapons were all replaced with ak-47s. They were wearing ordinary camouflage uniforms and looked exactly like terrorists.

The five men walked to the elevator with their guns. When a young couple who had just parked their car saw their appearance, they were shocked. Without saying anything, they turned their heads and ran back into the car.

Ding!

When the elevator door opened, several men and women chatted easily and were about to walk out when they saw five people with hoods and long guns in front of the door.

These few people were scared silly, and their legs and stomachs turned tendons. Looking at the five people, they were very worried that they would sweep a shuttle at themselves.

"Leave now." Number One growled.

Number 2 let out a gap. Several people inhaled with all their strength and tried their best to turn themselves into the thin as the photo and got out of the gap.

Five people entered the elevator. Number One stood in the middle. Four people stood around him and pressed the button on the top floor.

The elevator stopped on the first floor. Many guests saw the elevator coming over. Just as they were about to enter, they saw five gunmen. Their faces were all extremely pale.

"Yo! Is this cosplay?" A young man thought that this group of people were players. After all, our country was not like foreign countries, where we could not see masked gunmen.

"Getout." Number Three pointed the gun at him and said coldly.

When an English sentence came out, the guests all thought that this group of people were here to rob or terrorists, and immediately shouted and ran away. Only the man was still a little confused. He stepped forward and reached out to touch the gun, as if to see if the gun was real or fake.

Kara!

Number Three loaded the bullet and kicked him out.

The man was kicked several meters away and smashed directly onto the opposite elevator door.

A pair of men and women sitting on the sofa and chatting in the hall kept looking at this side. When they saw that the man was kicked, they suddenly stood up and stretched their hands to their backs. A bellboy at the gate's eyes flashed, and he also touched his hands to his back waist. A waitress at the front desk did the same.

All of this appeared in a place that Number Three could not see. When the man was kicked, he realized that something was wrong and ran away, rolling and crawling. As he ran, he quietly gestured. When the four men saw the gesture, they did not rush over.

When the elevator door closed and went straight to the top floor, the man clutched his chest, put his sleeve to his mouth, and said, "Report, there are five terrorists with guns in the elevator. It is suspected that the target is Charlie. Request reinforcements."

The man was not the one who was watching Charlie at all, but the military personnel who were responsible for monitoring Charlie. Playing dumb was just to verify whether it was a joke or real. From the strength of his kick, he knew that the other party was not pretending, but real.

The four people in the hall were also surveillance personnel. They only carried pistols on their bodies. He did not want his companions to make a move and use pistols to exchange fire with the other party's ak. That was obviously courting death.

"Control the central control room immediately and stop the elevator. I'll have someone nearby support you."

"Roger that." The man shouted, "You guys are in charge of evacuating the crowd. Xiao Tian and I will go to the control room."

Xiao Tian was the one dressed as a bellboy, he pulled out his pistol and ran to the control room after the man.

The man and woman disguised as lovers and the waitress at the front desk all shouted for people to leave here immediately.

While the crowd was rushing out, some capable men received orders from their leaders and struggled to squeeze inside. These people were all surveillance personnel arranged by the military.

The leader in charge of monitoring Charlie had ordered his men to gather and ensure Charlie's safety.

The man broke into the control room with Xiao Tian and shouted, "Police, take over the control room now."

The security guards in the control room were chatting and farting, but two people were looking at the monitor wholeheartedly. But they were looking at the customers in the bar or the scantily clad female customers. In order to see clearly, they even used zoom in and watched wholeheartedly. This group of people actually didn't see Team Six get on the elevator. When the man and Xiao Tian barged in, a group of people looked at the two in surprise.

They saw Xiao Tian holding a gun in his hand, but the muzzle of the gun was lowered. Although they were a little afraid of their identity as a police officer, they did not leave the place where they worked. After all, the police could not shoot at will.

Seeing that they did not move, the man took out his pistol and pointed it at them. He shouted, "Move aside."

These security guards are all convinced. You should have taken the gun earlier! The gun that took the gun earlier still needs to shout for the police, and if you don't shout anything, you will be given a place.

The man took over the control room smoothly. Just as he was about to stop the elevator carrying the sixth team, Shang Rui walked in with two men.

As soon as Shang Rui came in, he said coldly, "Don't move, I'll take over here!"

The man and Xiao Tian immediately pointed their guns at them, and Wu Zhen and He Song also quickly pulled out their pistols and confronted the two.

"I'm a police officer, who are you?" The man asked.

"Shang Rui, Major Staff Officer of the General Political Department, inform your leader that I will take over the command here." He took out his certificate and handed it to the man.

After the man finished reading, he immediately said, "Major, stop the elevator now to prevent them from attacking Charlie."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the elevator had already reached the top floor. It was too late! He was about to press the control button to stop the elevator from working. He could not open the gate and buy some time when he heard a gunshot. Shang Rui coldly said, "I'm in charge here."

The man looked at Shang Rui with hatred and did not dare to press the stop button. He could only watch helplessly as the five members of the sixth squad walked out.

The commotion downstairs of Crowne Holiday alarmed Charlie and the others. Fosaidi pulled open the curtains and saw the flustered crowd running around in the street. The police were maintaining law and order. The military personnel hidden in the dark began to guard.

"Boss, the military is doing it!"

"They dare?" Charlie did not believe that the military would risk a huge international impact and do it. When he came to the window, he was stunned.

The phone in the room suddenly rang, startling them.

Henry was close to the phone and looked towards Charlie, waiting for his instructions. Seeing Charlie nod, Henry picked up the call.

The woman pretending to be the front desk waiter received an order from the leader to inform Charlie. As soon as the call went through, she said anxiously, "There are terrorists going up in the elevator. You guys leave quickly."

"Who are you?" Henry asked tentatively.

"I am the security officer responsible for protecting you. There are five terrorists with ak assault rifles going up in the elevator right now. You should leave through the stairs and we will meet you."

"It's not April Fool's Day, right?"

"Quick, no matter how slow it is, it will be too late!" The woman yelled anxiously.

Henry covered the microphone and said, "Boss, a woman called and said that five terrorists with heavy weapons came up and asked us to leave immediately."

Charlie took a look at Forsythe, wanting to hear his thoughts.

"Judging from the situation downstairs, I think it's true that if the military comes to catch us, it won't make it so chaotic downstairs."

Charlie nodded and said, "Destroy everything. Let's get out of here."

Charlie and Fosaidi nervously operated the computer, shredding all the documents so thoroughly that it was impossible for people to recover. The others took out their pistols and prepared to exchange fire. One slowly opened the door to take a look at the situation first.

The corridor was empty. The man stood at the door and gestured to Charlie and the others to come out quickly.

Just then, five men in black balaclavas emerged from the corner, their assault rifles bursting out with long tongues of fire.

Charlie and the others had just put their computers into their suitcases and were about to leave when they heard the deafening sound of gunshots. The bodyguards standing at the door were like breakdancing. They were all over the place and a lot of blood gushed out.

"Enemy attack!" Henry shouted and ran to the door. He grabbed his colleague's shoulder and dragged him back.

Several other bodyguards rushed to the door and shot outside, blocking the other party's progress.

Da da da!

The firepower of the sixth squad did not listen at all. The bullets stripped the entire wall of the presidential suite.

The bodyguard could not withstand such ferocious firepower and shrank back.

"Boss, the other party's firepower is too fierce!"

They were all special agents, and they had been to any dangerous places, and crossfire was a common occurrence. Every time they acted, they would leave a way out in advance, and this time was no exception. Seeing that they could not fight the terrorists on the other side with their pistols, Charlie yelled, "Use spare weapons."

Forsythe had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. Stepping on a stool, he pushed open the air conditioner and pulled out two large boxes from inside.

Opening the box, ten submachine guns were neatly placed inside. Not only that, but there were also a large number of bullets and several grenades inside.

Originally, these weapons were used to prevent exposure and deal with the military that encircled and suppressed them. Who knew that they were actually brought up for use because of terrorists. In this way, even if they were to eliminate terrorists and save their lives, they would definitely be compared with censorship because of these heavy weapons.

However, at this time, I can't control so much. Censorship is much better than losing it.

Charlie took out a submachine gun, loaded the bullets, and threw them to Henry. At the same time, he asked, "Is his injury still saved?"

Henry took the gun and turned on the safety. He shook his head and said, "He's dead."

"You're the one who's the one who's holding the submachine gun," Charlie cursed. He took out a few magazines and stuck them in his body.

The heavily armed Charlie and the others now had even more firepower than the Sixth Squad. Henry leaned out the muzzle of the gun and fired at the outside together.

A large number of bullets shot out, startling them. I'm going, didn't I say that they only have pistols? Why do they still have submachine guns? This is not to arrest people? It is clearly a small-scale street battle! If they had known that the other party had this kind of firepower, they should have brought more equipment.

The five had been cooperating for a long time. According to the attack formation, they stuck to the walls on both sides and advanced against the fire fired by the other side. One person advanced each time and took turns to charge.

Number Four squatted by the left wall and did not hide or flash in the face of the incoming bullets. He quietly looked at Henry's hand and pulled the trigger.

"Ah! I was shot!" Henry was shot in the palm and sat on the ground with his butt, shouting loudly.

Americans are not good at this. Every time they are shot, they will shout loudly and fear death. Therefore, once they lose too much in battle, they will soon lose. The same is true in war, with too many casualties, the country is a wave of anti-war.