Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 2001 Recalling the Actual Combat Exercise 4

Mu is far from dark, this is not a small scale.

How many people have died.

“Why not evacuate the crowd?” asked Soro.

Evacuation of the crowd this morning is the most important thing, or it will trigger a bomb, and the people here will suffer.

“We can't evacuate the crowd,” the technician said. “Our both the writer and the psychiatrist have done a side-view and psychological assessment of Mandela. He is a typical anti-human. If the crowd is evacuated, it is equivalent to exposing them. Position, he will not do the second to directly detonate the bomb, we can begin to evacuate the crowd, he will know that the dirty bomb explosion without wind and radiation pollution for five kilometers, we are doing the rocket can not evacuate so many people at once, in order to stabilize The best way for them is to sit back and monitor them closely, and find someone to check the location of the dirty bomb blasting device. Letting you draw the map is to find out where the explosive device of the dirty bomb may be placed. We cannot search on a large scale. So as not to stun the snake."

The people of Mu Yuan’s team face each other, and the people in the anti-terrorism team are very calm. It seems that they often deal with such emergencies, and they have long been handy. Mu Yuan took out the map.

If Mandela wants to be buried, this is a good place, and the explosive device will definitely be in the downtown area, not too far away.

Jack asked, "Has people brought it?"

"Sir, brought it." A special agent said, then saw a young white woman and a pair of children under the age of eight were brought in. They were Mandela's wife and two children.

If Mandela had a little bit of softness and fought hard, it was his family.

His wife is also a Ph.D. in chemistry. Both husband and wife are known on campus. They have very good feelings and are very nervous at the moment.

Jack said faintly, "Mrs. Mandela, you have a hard time running, what did your husband do, presumably you know too, Mu Yuan, sent Mrs. Mandela and two children to the small building they were hiding."

Mu Yuan stood still, Jack narrowed his eyes, "Mu Yuan!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers obeyed the order as a vocation. Although Mu Yuan felt that the child was innocent, he could not resist the order. Mrs. Mandela shouted and let the children go. The children were still young and should not suffer this disaster.

Jack said faintly, "The family will be neat!"

Mu Yuan took the people out, and the two children were particularly scared along the way. They dared not speak out. Mu Yuan couldn’t help but say, "Mrs. Mandela, your husband has placed a dirty bomb here. You are a Ph.D. I don't explain the horror of dirty bombs. If your child wants to live, it is best to persuade him to squat and not to panic."

"This has nothing to do with my children," said Mrs. Mandela.

Mu Yuan said, "There are thousands of children of the same size as your child in this area. They are also innocent."

Mrs. Mandela had no sound in a moment, just like being caught in the throat.

He sent Mrs. Mandela and the children to the front of the small building and quickly left. Belen and Cruz were watching. After a while, someone saw the door open, and the situation inside could not be seen.

Mu Yuan looked at Jack, and he stopped talking. Jack asked, "What do you want to say?"

Mu Yuan slams his lips. "Citizens have no borders and do not harm children and women and children. This is the third code of anti-terrorism."

Jack smirked his lips coldly, like laughing and laughing. "Mu Yuanzhong, as your temporary sir, give you a piece of advice, a good look at the code, and all wars are based on local conditions."

(End of this chapter)