Blackstone Code Chapter 1179: A textbook rescue operation
If someone knew that they had been "killed", they would definitely yell at them regardless of their demeanor.
What the people in the room said about the director of Blackrock Security was quite... Anyway, words couldn't describe the barking in their hearts.
In fact, sometimes they know that this may be the best solution, and they often encounter similar things.
Hostage-taking is always the most unwilling case for people to face. Sometimes law enforcement officers will be played around, and in the end, not a single hostage has been rescued, and even law enforcement officers have died a lot.
The media will report the incompetence of law enforcement officers and teams, as if these incompetent people killed all the hostages.
But the media and the public will never know this feeling of being tied up. Offense can't be offensive, and passive defense can't work either. You have to take care of the life and death of the hostages.
If the hostage issue is not considered, any kidnapper will not survive 30 seconds under the sniper's sight.
During this process, almost everyone in charge had an idea that the hostage was definitely not a shield for the bandits to act recklessly, so sometimes some accidents happened, and it was forgivable.
It's just that those are always "accidents" and emergencies, not like now, the family was killed before the first confrontation between the two sides happened.
The members of the Security Committee pursed their lips, "This is your job, I won't interfere, but I will report it truthfully."
As soon as they made a statement, they solved the problem for others. As the most important security agency in the country, they believe that this method is at least not illegal, so there is no problem.
Whether it's suitable or not is another matter. It's the most important thing that no one will be blamed for it. They even think about how to deal with similar things in the future.
Blackstone Security's on-site supervisor nodded, picked up the walkie-talkie, and began preparing to attack.
At this time, it was a little surprising that the owner of the house showed up, driving out of the garage, which was very surprising.
They thought the owner of the house should be strictly controlled, but they didn't expect to be able to go out.
Operation was temporarily halted due to the presence of the host.
The owner didn't realize that the seemingly undisturbed community was actually full of murderous intentions.
He was driving, thinking about whether he should call the police, and when he was about to leave the community, he was stopped.
The one who stopped him was the young field officer from Blackstone Security who asked him.
"Sir, we meet again."
The owner is a little embarrassed and a little nervous. He hasn't decided whether to tell the truth or not. He nodded copingly, "Yes, we just met."
He shrugged and turned his wrists as he spoke. The rich physical activity was to increase his persuasiveness, "I'm going to go out for a spin..."
He didn't say he was going to work, because he was coming back, and he made a good excuse for himself when he didn't leave.
This kind of cooperation is also a distorted appeal of the victim's psychology to seek empathy in a sense. He has brought himself into the identity of a victim who needs cooperation and cannot extricate himself.
Fortunately, he and those people have already been exposed, otherwise he might have been concealed from the past.
"I'm sorry, sir, but our boss wants to talk to you about the guests in your house..."
The next second, the owner of the house subconsciously wanted to step on the accelerator, but the muzzle of the gun that appeared next made him sweat profusely, and then raised his hands.
"Your behavior will make us think that you and the guests in your room are a group, understand?", the young man smiled and opened the car door, "If I were you, I would not do this. "
Half an hour later, the homeowner drove back to the house.
He thought he had the most exciting day of his life in less than twenty-four hours, and yes, he cooperated with the terrorists first - he watched clips of the president's speech.
And now he has become a messenger of justice. He told them all about the situation in the house and told them that as long as they honestly followed the negotiation, the three of them would not encounter any problems. Danger and injury!
After the garage door fell, the slightly dark-skinned woman opened the door to the garage, glanced vigilantly, and breathed a sigh of relief.
From the trunk of the car, they found a lot of beef and vegetables, and some biscuits and stuff.
The cooperation of the host also made Scarface and the others relax a little, so when he expressed his hope that their family could be chained in another place, Scarface quickly agreed.
Although the owner wanted to keep them in the second bedroom, Scarface did not agree.
A family, locked in a storage room.
The storage room is safer than the bedroom on the second floor. If the three of them escape by jumping out of the window, it will cause a lot of trouble. Even if they don't jump out of the window, they can convey certain information through the window.
On the contrary, the storage room is safe.
Small, airtight, dark, even their loud cries couldn't get out.
The male host's eyes were a little desperate. This was not the same as the plan. He wanted to say something, but in the end he remained silent.
In the plan, he told those people that he would find a way to have his family locked up with him in the bedroom on the second floor, so that only two sniper rifles would be needed to help them guard the door.
But things have changed now. He can't do anything but pray.
He didn't dare to tell Scarface and these people that they were surrounded. As a middle-class person, sometimes he wouldn't imagine that the other party would let him go, like those at the bottom who haven't even completed his education.
It's not without good news though, Scarface allows them to release their hands due to the tightness of the storage room.
As soon as they enter the storage room, the homeowner puts something metal at the door, then does everything possible to find ropes and the like, wrap the doorknob, and fasten it to the shelf behind him...
At the same time, the snipers in the observation position did not notice any changes in the situation on the second floor. No one had entered several rooms, and then reported the news to the command center.
The supervisor of the promotion commander made a painful gesture of prayer, "We did our best!"
The man himself asked to go back, this is a warrior, praying for him is also respecting his courage to sacrifice for his family.
With no one refuting his words, he was silent for a while, picked up the walkie-talkie, "Go!"
Scarface and the others in the room are gorging on beef, and they've never been a vegan who could lose their lives anytime, anywhere.
They're all about gratifying desire, appetite, or whatever.
It feels great to gorge on beef, and eating helps their wounds heal.
Just as a few people were sitting in the living room discussing what to do next, suddenly there was the sound of glass breaking everywhere in the room, and then the room quickly started to smoke!
It was a smoke bomb, and the hunters in the room reacted in an instant, Scarface pulled out his gun, overturned the table in front of him, and hid behind the table.
The gate was slammed open with a heavy crash, and the moment the sunlight came in from outside, the firefight began!
The firepower on both sides is very strong, and there is no holding back.
The owner's statement is that they hid something in the basement, it should be Charlie (sister), the owner did not see the woman in the description when he was active on the first floor.
So from the beginning, when setting up the battle, I focused on the first floor.
Unreserved attack.
When they found the group, the on-site supervisor called Lynch. Lynch didn't care about getting the order.
Yes, of course it's good, after all, no one thinks too much money.
No, it doesn't matter, with or without this money, his status and wealth will not change greatly.
Simply put, let it go. Blackstone's reputation for safety is far more important than whether Charlie (sister) is alive and whether he can receive this order.
With the support of the boss, everyone naturally has no worries.
This time, the preparations were very thorough, so that these irregular troops understood what "battle" meant.
There are at least fifty or sixty people outside the house, including a lot of heavy weapons, and they are shooting directly at the first floor until all the bullets are empty.
A single-family house like the Commonwealth is basically a wooden structure, which also means that its walls are easily shot through.
In an instant, the entire floor was like falling into an ammunition purgatory, with bullets flying around and deadly ricocheting bullets everywhere.
If it wasn't for the fact that Charlie (sister) was still alive~IndoMTL.com~ they even thought it would be better to just wipe the building off the map.
A wealth of experience from fighting in the North taught them that the cost of erasing a building was much less than cleaning it up.
But for now, that's enough!
Scarface hugged his head and slumped on the ground. He didn't even have the courage to look up now.
There are bullets all over the place. Just now, my companions were cursing, but now there is no sound.
Such an intense "fight" lasted only a minute, and the whole house seemed to have some problems, and it looked as if it could collapse at any moment.
Then Blackrock's combatants begin to enter.
They were armed to the teeth and the blasters stood first, and then the ordinary armed men stood behind, pushing in little by little.
While in the living room, they found the group...
Thankfully, the homeowner's family survived, and they don't know who to thank.
The Bulletstorm also took a toll on the storage room, but luckily the storage room was full of clutter.
Those bullets that have penetrated one or two walls have lost their penetrating power after hitting the debris.
No one was hurt except the owner of the house, which was shot in the thigh by an accidental bullet.
Charlie (sister) was also found in the basement. It can be said that this was a very successful rescue operation, completely textbook level!
The news spread quickly, the media knew it, the people knew it, and so did the president.
Of course, Mr. Lynch knew it too!