Chapter 104 Section 4

Dilapidated theater.Several police officers wearing masks and holding submachine guns occupy the main points.Dozens of dummies were strewn about as hostages, and there were also two real people, the high school team and Mada, dressed like dummies. Several doors were suddenly knocked open at the same time, and the police immediately turned to the doors on both sides. A few flash stun grenades swished in from the main entrance, and exploded in mid-air, revealing a white light. The four members of Group B wearing urban camouflage uniforms rushed into the theater from the main entrance, quickly formed a line-up shooting formation, and started shooting.

Deng Zhenhua flashed out from the position where the lights were on, picked up the 88 sniper rifle and started shooting. Shi Dafan flashed out on the other side of him, holding an 88 sniper rifle and started shooting. ** was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground. Geng Jihui ordered sharply: "Search the entire theater!" Xiaozhuang was in the front, Geng Jihui was on the left, Lao Pao was on the right, and Qiangzi was behind. The four of them stood back to back, holding a 56-1 submachine gun with a tactical flashlight, and searched the aisle in the middle of the theater.Deng Zhenhua and Shi Dafan were on guard above.

A police officer jumped out, and Geng Jihui shot from the side, and he fell down in response. The search party of four moved on. The high school team with full make-up kept calm and watched them pass by. The motor suddenly jumped out from the side and raised the submachine gun.The old cannon fired decisively, and the motor fell to the ground.The four-person search formation was not in disorder, and they continued to move forward. The high school team took out a grenade and rolled it through the ground. The grenade rolled into the hostage pile, poof!White smoke came out. Geng Jihui looked annoyed: "Damn it!"

Ma Da got up: "Okay, the drill is over! The red team failed, and the blue team won." The ** got up one after another and took off their masks. They were old members of Group A. Xiao Zhuang took off his bulletproof helmet in frustration: "It failed again!" Geng Jihui pointed to the two snipers who stood up above: "You two—how about watching the scenery from above?" The high school team turned to look at him: "You mean ** also wears a uniform? Come down!" Deng Zhenhua dared not speak.Shi Dafan didn't dare to speak either.The two slid down. Ma Da shouted: "Assemble!"

The red team is at the front and the blue team is at the back, standing in front of the stage. The high school team squatted on the stage and looked at them: "Why didn't you realize that I was a gangster when you came in?" "Report," Xiaozhuang said, "because you are wearing hostage clothes." The high school team nodded: "What did I tell you?" Geng Jihui raised his head: "Report! All the people present are treated as gangsters. Those who were killed are those who were shot, and those who are still alive are those who were captured." "That's a good answer, why didn't you do it?"

Group B was silent. "Do you think this is playing a computer game? Who is C and who is T, and the clothes are clear at a glance? This is a war, and the police don't wear uniforms! And they often mix with the hostages, especially the boss! Sure, is it useful? One grenade will kill a lot of people! I’m still kind, I didn’t turn the hostages into ****! Otherwise, you will be even more depressed. Group B—” The high school team got up: “One more time.” The walkie-talkie on his body suddenly rang: "Wild wolf, wolf, this is the wolf den. Answer as soon as you hear it, and it's over."

The high school team took off the walkie-talkie: "Wolf Den, this is the wolf. Please speak. Over." "There's a storm tonight, over." The face of the high school team changed: "Got it, let's deliver the raincoat. It's over." Group A was already in good spirits. The high school team looked at Group A, and just about to give an order, then looked at Group B. The young players in Group B all looked at him, but they didn't understand. The high school team looked at them and explained: "Our code language is divided into three levels: storm, typhoon, and hurricane. The level of storm is the lowest, which means that there is a hostage-taking incident. There is one hostage. Let us go to work immediately." He said Turn to look at the motor: "Gray wolf."

"arrive!" The high school team pointed to Group B: "You take Group B to prepare for combat, and Group A to prepare for combat. I will go directly to the airport and meet there." "yes!" The high school team looked at the eager Group B: "Attention! This is not a drill, it's for real! Do you understand?" Group B answered in unison: "Understood!"