Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 258: Successful Rescue

"FIRE!"

When Zhuang Shikai saw several militants with guns appearing at the corner of the stairs, he immediately shouted loudly and let out a roar!

"FIRE!"

"FIRE!"

A roar suddenly sounded in the corridor.

"Da da da."

The barrel of the automatic rifle moved, the bullets continued to advance, and the intense flame rushed out of the muzzle.

The weapons of civilization roar.

The brutal killing begins.

Under the command of Zhuang Shikai, the Flying Tiger Squad fired rapidly, killing all the militants who appeared around the corner in an instant!

The yellow bullet pierced the opponent's chest, and red blood exploded from the skull, dyeing the white turban red!

One of the elements of actual combat is to shoot as large a area of ​​chest as possible to ensure accurate shooting and killing efficiency.

But occasionally ricochets hit the head, which is also a common thing in actual combat.

The militants at the corner didn't even have a chance to start a robbery, so they immediately vented their strength and collapsed to the ground clutching their weapons.

"Go! Go! Go!"

Zhuang Shikai quickly ordered.

Their primary goal is to rescue hostages, not to annihilate the enemy.

What's more, the enemies in this city cannot be wiped out.

Because the militants here are not criminals at the national legal level, but organized and trained war soldiers.

They are in the enemy city.

"Yes, sir!" The Flying Tigers quickly followed the officer and rushed to the top floor.

Whenever an enemy is encountered during an operation, he will immediately shoot a shuttle of bullets, and then quickly kill the target, and continue to move forward without any reluctance to fight.

At the same time, fierce exchanges of fire erupted in various locations of the building. Obviously, the multinational coalition force has been discovered by the militants inside the building.

There is no way, there are more than a hundred armed men inside the building, and it is an unrealistic plan to quietly rescue people and evacuate.

Once the coalition forces were able to infiltrate the building, they had achieved their desired objective. In the next few floors, the joint anti-terrorism force will be able to break through in an instant.

Great chance to rescue the hostages!

Of course, planning to evacuate after rescuing the hostages is another tough battle to fight.

Bullets flew across the corridor, the sound of gunshots, the smell of blood, roars, and explosions could be heard endlessly.

The ground shook, and the broken walls splashed.

"There is a rescue force from the United Nations!"

"Immediate execution!"

"Let the warriors defeat the offenders in the future!"

On the top floor, in a large blank room, there is no decoration, only a table, a video recorder, and an antenna device.

In addition, more than a dozen soldiers with live ammunition and fierce expressions guarded the room with their guns raised.

Seven war reporters of different genders and nationalities.

But he was taken as a hostage, with his hands tied behind his back, and he was fastened to a wooden chair with heavy ties.

And the video recorder is placed on the table, facing their panicked faces, and broadcasting live in the area through antenna equipment.

Terrorists want to use this method of public beheading to declare their strength to the people in the region and their will to the world.

After the execution, they planned to put this video on the Internet as a declaration of victory in the war.

Unfortunately, their goal was doomed to fail.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a long beard, a dark figure and a turban.

Hearing the sound of firefighting inside the building, he immediately realized something, raised his waist and roared loudly.

In fact, there is no concept of "rough housing" here, because for everyone, the house does not need decoration, let alone design.

The houses that were left in the peaceful era will eventually become ruins with the artillery fire.

They no longer build houses, they only build military fortifications.

Who would have thought that the hot area was also a thriving and thriving new type of city more than ten years ago?

civilization.

Never be able to defeat people's hearts.

"Explosion!" At this moment, the armed leader in the room raised his scimitar, intending to behead a woman with a Chinese face.

Zhuang Shikai led the team to the door, quickly took off a flash bomb, and threw it through the window.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden noise in the room, and a huge light burst out in the darkness.

The armed leader who was executing the execution was blinded, and the rest of the militants also uttered an exclamation.

"superior!"

Holding the gun in his arms, Zhuang Shikai rushed into the room with all his might, rolled on the spot and charged into the room, then raised his weapon and fired a burst: "Da da da."

The armed leader and several militants died immediately, and the Flying Tigers followed closely behind, broke into the room and wiped out the other militants.

"Save people!"

The enemies in the room are temporarily eliminated.

Zhuang Shikai put down his gun, glanced at the video equipment, and suddenly stepped forward angrily and punched him.

"Boom!" The video recorder was scrapped on the spot.

The antenna was torn off again.

Inside the region, the citizens and military who are watching the live broadcast, and the UN representatives near the region who are watching. After a burst of flash bombs, there was a burst of gunshots, and then a figure wearing a Flying Tigers uniform with multinational armbands embroidered on his chest stepped forward and punched the video recorder.

Then the live broadcast ended, and the plan of the terrorist organization that was executing the execution was successfully interrupted. The terrorists and citizens were stunned for a while, while the representatives of the United Nations gave a burst of joyful applause.

"The Flying Tigers succeeded."

"The rescue operation is completed. Immediately start the evacuation plan and send the helicopter to the designated location!" A military staff officer said aloud in the anti-terrorism camp.

"Yes! Sir!" The air support crew immediately raised their hands and took off.

It is a unique custom and tradition of Hong Kong Island Flying Tigers to hang the armbands of special forces on their chests.

Although, this approach has become popular among special forces and has become an international trend. But the team that can collect so many ace armbands is currently only the Hong Kong Island Flying Tigers.

Therefore, the camp can determine the identity of the group based on just one picture.

Of course, Zhuang Shikai and others were fully armed and performed tasks without showing their faces.

But the figure of this punching scene will definitely be firmly preserved in the historical archives...

After blowing up the video, Zhuang Shikai took out a dagger, cut the rope, and untied the seven hostages.

Twelve Flying Tigers stood guard around the room with their guns.

"I was dispatched."

"The special forces responsible for rescuing you."

"The evacuation operation is starting now, you must listen to my commander, so that I can guarantee your safety..." Zhuang Shikai put the dagger back into his pocket, and spoke prestige to the crowd in front of him.

"Yes." The seven of them looked at each other and nodded vigorously.

At this moment, they all look like they have survived a catastrophe and are all messed up.

Maybe as war reporters, they still have a temperament, but in front of the Flying Tigers, this temperament naturally need not be mentioned, it is the same as not having it.

Fortunately, they understand that life-saving is important, and they are all very obedient.

"Okay." Zhuang Shikai nodded, raised his hand and said, "The hostages have been rescued! Prepare to retreat!"

His voice sounded in the earphones, and players from various countries responded one after another: "Yes, sir!

In fact, Zhuang Shikai had just discovered that the Chinese hostage looked a little familiar, not the kind of familiarity that he had seen in the photos in the mission materials, but the kind of familiarity that reminded him that the hostage seemed to be a big boss.

But he deliberately put this question on hold for the time being, intending to test the identity of the other party after the operation is over.

After all: In action, the task comes first.

At this time, several special teams stopped advancing and began to defend on the spot or clean up the enemy.

Only the SEAL team that had reached the top of the building, under the leadership of McDonald, prepared to enter the room and join the Flying Tigers to retreat.

But when McDonald came to the door, he immediately saw a flame with tail flames and a sharp scream, sweeping towards the room of the building.

He suddenly widened his eyes and shouted loudly: "RPG! RPG!"

McDonald and the SEALs quickly squatted down with their heads in their arms.

"Protect the hostages!" The Flying Tigers threw themselves at the hostages one by one amidst Zhuang Shikai's roar.

there is another chapter in the evening