Super Special Forces King

Chapter 749 Hurricane Highway (1)

749、

"what?"

When the captain heard the report from his subordinates, he immediately exploded!

"What are you talking about? The power supply system was destroyed, and some people were using the elevator. Didn't all the hotel guests be transferred by us?"

Having said this, he suddenly thought of the person responsible for monitoring with the telescope. He reported to him a few minutes ago that the target had moved to the other side of the rooftop.

He suddenly reacted, and he completely fell into the pit dug by the other party.

There is a roushi explosive, which is completely made up, just to divert his attention and cover up his real purpose!

"Give me a stare to see how many floors the elevator stopped. The other groups of people stared at me. The target hasn't left the hotel yet, it's still within our control!"

"Stop all the passages that can leave the hotel for me, don't let me go even if it's a fly!"

"Also, when they use the elevator, they must go to other floors. I watched them closely. I want to see what other tricks they can play and report to me as soon as possible!"

"Also, let everyone in each group be careful. The opponent has a submachine gun and a high-explosive grenade. If necessary, you can directly kill it!"

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At this moment, Zhang Feng had already joined Sharapova and Dale and got into the elevator.

After changing from the coldness of the past, Dai'er looked at Zhang Feng pitifully, staring at Zhang Feng with her talking eyes, with tears in her.

Zhang Feng didn't have time to chat with her, and he said directly: "Now that things have reached this point, our goal is also very clear, and that is the underground parking lot! At that time, we will forcefully rush out! Sharapova, you and Delil A car, I will take care of you and keep talking at any time when that time comes!"

"understand!"

The entire hotel is under the control of the other party. Zhang Feng thought about using the threat of fake explosives to get the other party to actually get a helicopter and leave when the time comes.

But such an idea can only be thought of.

The first is that Brazilian officials will never really compromise. As a country, it is impossible to shamelessly drive the helicopter.

Secondly, Zhang Feng is not a real terrorist. If such a thing is really done, he will definitely be on the Brazilian government's list of killings, and the gain is not worth the loss!

The military police on the first floor are staring at the elevator, the 13th floor, the 12th floor...the eighth floor...the sixth floor...the third floor!

The sound of pulling the bolt of the gun sounded one after another.

Second floor, first floor.

Ding!

The elevator stopped and the elevator door opened slowly.

The Brazilian military police was holding a gun, but found that the elevator that opened was completely empty, and there was not even a ghost shadow.

"It's another elevator! Freight elevator!" A military police reacted and shouted loudly.

He yelled right, Zhang Feng and the three were in the freight elevator right now, and they had reached the third underground level, the underground parking lot!

"Report, the target has felt the underground parking lot."

"Arrange the roadblocks for me and want to leave the underground parking lot. It's completely self-defeating!" The captain shouted angrily with a flush of excitement on his face.

On the other side, after Zhang Feng and the three people got out of the elevator, they rushed forward quickly.

Finding a 90% new Mercedes-Benz SUV, Zhang Feng stopped and that was it.

Facing a luxury car with a market value of 4 million, without any pity, he picked up the **** of the gun and slammed it on the window of the driver's seat.

The windows shattered and the alarm sounded harshly.

He got in along the broken window, bent down, and pulled out two wires from the bottom of the steering wheel.

I used my teeth to bite the rubber and kept on fire.

After ten seconds, Zhang Feng had seen sweat on his forehead.

Now is the time to catch up, the sooner the other party can make fewer arrangements, then the greater the possibility of successfully rushing out.

After half a minute, the roar of the engine sounded.

Huh, took a long breath, pushed the car door, and said to Sharapova: "Prepare to follow me!"

"Okay!" Sharapova said, while urging Dell to get on the other side of the car door.

After getting off the car, Zhang Feng ran directly to the place where the motorcycle was parked, took off the helmet hung on the handlebar, and buckled it on his head.

Straddle the motorcycle, twist the throttle with the palm of your hand, and the engine roared!

bass!

The motorcycle under the hip was like a sharp sword, and it rushed out directly towards the entrance of the underground parking lot!

There is no choice of exit, because people’s first perceptual judgment is to go out from the exit.

So if the other party gives priority to the arrangement, he must arrange the exit first, and Zhang Feng will do the opposite and choose the entrance.

Sharapova also started the car and quickly followed Zhang Feng's motorcycle, keeping a distance of about 50 meters.

As Zhang Feng approached the exit, he saw military police arranging roadblocks on the ground.

This kind of **** roadblock is full of sharp steel thorns. As long as the tire is stuck on it, there is only one end, and that is a flat tire, no matter how luxurious your car is.

Frowning slightly, he rides with one hand, his right hand pulls out the MP5 whose insurance has already been opened!

At the military police who were arranging roadblocks and heard the roar of the engine, they shot directly, and the bullets roared past.

The bullet hit in front of the military police, and the military police responded quickly and quickly retreated to find shelter.

"Don't force me to kill! This is the last time. If there is another time, I will kill you!" Zhang Feng roared.

When the speeding motorcycle rushed to the roadblock, the whole body flicked over, and the rear wheel swept across the roadblock, directly clearing the roadblock!

The Brazilian military police, who found the bunker, raised their guns. Just as they were about to shoot, Zhang Feng shot two shots directly.

Bang bang.

The bullet directly hit the firearms of the Brazilian military and police. The strong tremor made him unable to hold the gun at all. He screamed, the gun fell and his wrist was dislocated.

Adjusted the front of the car and rushed out directly from the entrance.

After clearing the roadblocks, Sharapova's SUV rushed out directly, followed closely behind Zhang Feng's motorcycle, and rushed onto the main road.

"Report, target rushed... rushed out."

"Damn, are you all pigs? Why didn't you arrange a roadblock, why didn't you shoot him?" The captain roared hysterically.

He thought that the winning ticket was in his hands more than once, and the opponent slipped away every time.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

He feels that his cheeks are hot now, so it's so special!

He could not swallow this breath, and shouted angrily at the walkie-talkie: "Follow me! Let the traffic control department cooperate with us, mobilize surveillance cameras throughout the city, and stare at him!