Battlefield Contractor

The masked armed man on the side looked at Makovsky and whispered a few words to him. Then the militant nodded and waved to the hostages present, "Everyone, stay calm. We are now negotiating with South Africa. Please give me the live footage, please."

The cameraman on the side can only turn the camera to him. The masked militant said to the camera, "We are the Great Orumi Freedom Liberation Organization. At present, the International Conference Center has been occupied by us, and more than 200 journalists from various countries on the scene have become our hostages. If the South African police remove the surrounding Police forces and roads are blocked, and we will release some of the hostages. Otherwise, we will shoot five hostages every ten minutes."

This threatening video quickly attracted the attention of the South African police, who requested a direct dialogue with the leader of this group of militants.

These militants agreed. It was the masked militant. He did not relax his conditions at all and asked the South African side to provide helicopters on the roof of the International Conference Center for their evacuation.

"Sorry sir, even if we evacuate now, it will take time. We can't completely evacuate within ten minutes." On the other end of the phone was a senior official of the South African Police Force.

"It doesn't matter, this is your problem. We do our own things. You are responsible for whether to remove the military and police, and I am responsible for whether to shoot the hostages. I understand that you have a lot of troops, so you can withdraw slowly. But please believe me. There are also a lot of hostages here. Killing a group of them is no big deal. Trouble this cameraman, please point the camera at everyone, thank you for your cooperation." The black masked man waved the weapon in his hand.

The cameraman had no choice but to do it, and the camera scanned the horrified faces. There are more than two hundred media reporters from various countries here. If these people were shot and killed on the spot and broadcast live, it would definitely be a huge case. This is undoubtedly a huge pressure for the South African police.

Ten minutes passed, and the terrorists posing as secret agencies shot and killed five hostages without hesitation. Under tremendous pressure, the South African police finally compromised. They began to withdraw the military police from the periphery, including some road blockades.

Lin Rui sat in the crowd and whispered to Jiang An beside him, "Actuarial, what do you think the secret society means?"

"They want to fight against the guest, escalate this attack, and point the finger at a large Olumi Freedom Liberation Organization that does not exist. They are trying their best to cast those who oppose the Olumi Federation into terrorists. For their sake The next step is to re-convene a meeting to form a federal government to pave the way. This alliance of autocratic warlords, which no one is optimistic about, will be shaped and put on the banner of anti-terrorism." Jiang An said in a low voice.

"I think this is just one of them. For another reason, they are coming at us." Lin Rui whispered while looking at the militants in the distance.

"I can feel it too. Our identities have probably been exposed." Yelena whispered beside him, "What should I do now?"

"Don't act rashly, just look at the situation." Lin Rui whispered, "Even though we have been exposed, the strategist Maklowski's target is not us. He wants Aladdin, otherwise he There is no need to make so many tricks. As long as he raises his hand, we are all dead now."

"I understand, he is trying to catch us alive, and then take us away, in order to lure Aladdin to appear." Jiang An whispered.

"I'm afraid it's worse. He may already know that Aladdin is on St. Caesar. So he wants to force the Silver Wolf Michel to attack Aladdin by arresting us." Lin Rui whispered, "This But it’s even more troublesome."

"Don't speak, don't whisper!" a black-clothed militant pointed at them with a gun and shouted sharply. This caused Lin Rui to be silent. But he knew very well that the identity of himself and others had been exposed, and it would only be worse than death if it fell into the hands of the secret society armed forces. Must find a way to get out.

However, the problem now is that he and the other players are all defenseless. How to escape from the hands of these heavily armed secret agencies is a big problem.

Just when Lin Rui was uneasy, Makovsky looked at them coldly in the distance. In his mind, these o2 players have now become turtles in the urn, maybe they don't know that they have been completely controlled by themselves. Now I just need to wait for a suitable opportunity to take these prisoners out.

"Sir, there is news from our people. The South African military and police have begun to evacuate from the surrounding area, and the blockade of several blocks outside has been lifted. However, they have not yet let go of the matter of asking them to provide helicopters." The black-clothed and masked militant leader whispered in Makovsky's ear, "Should we continue to shoot hostages and put pressure on them?"

"No! Blindly pressured them will create an illusion. Let them think that we are unreasonable and unable to communicate. If this is the case, they will attack." Makovsky shook his head, "No one would be willing to interact with a group of out-of-control mental illnesses. Negotiate the conditions. So what we have to do now is not only to harm the hostages, but to deal with them and release some of the hostages."

"Release some of the hostages?" the masked militant hesitated. "Will this be too timid?"

"No, it will only make the South African police breathe a sigh of relief and make them think that they are right to check the negotiation and not take forceful actions." Maklovsky replied, "it will also make them think we are at least trustworthy. This way, when we put pressure on it again, they can compromise. The way of negotiation is to relax one by one, and blindly being tough to the end is the most unwise approach.

"Okay, I understand." The militant said in a low voice, "I will immediately proceed to arrange the release of a few hostages."

Makovsky nodded and continued, "Be careful, the people over there had better not move. Keep staring at them, don't give them a chance. These people are the O2 Special Team of the Black Island Company. They are all Very tricky cargo. Once the South African helicopter arrives, it is a chance to evacuate. We must **** them all onto the plane."

"Sir, why don't we get rid of them?" A sharp look flashed in the eyes of the masked man.

"Do you think we can escape in this way? With these so-called hostages, South Africa will throw a rat-fighting weapon and dare not attack the helicopter. And they are of great use to me." Maqlovsky slowly sneered.