Genius commoner

Chapter 114 Commander Yan

The gunshots sounded in No. [-] Cinema, and the dazzling headlights were turned on. Only then did He Zili and the others react from the sadness of the movie, and realized that the slapping movement just now was not the sound of waves. There were dense gunshots, and she was shocked when she sat down again. How could there be a gunfight here?

Could it be that someone robbed it?After being stunned, she didn't bother to find out the reason. She lowered her body and called the police at the same time. After years of police training, she was able to dispel the sadness of the movie, but the phone couldn't make calls at all, and the signal was interfered. Immediately changed, secretly shouting that something big is going to happen, this is definitely not an ordinary robber.

At this time, the spectators pouring out of the theater shouted and retreated, and then six burly guys rushed in, armed with submachine guns and fired two rounds of bullets at the ceiling. The bullets hit the objects and lighting above their heads, and a bunch of things fell down , The smashed audience doll screamed, and He Zili also smashed the lampshade glass beside him, shattering into pieces.

He Zili stretched out his hand, took a piece of the sharpest piece of glass, and quickly put it into his pocket.

There was another burst of relentless shooting, this time the target was not an object, but spectators running around. He Zili watched helplessly. A dozen or so terrified spectators shook their bodies and spattered seven or eight blood sprays. Falling to the ground, their tragic death caused the rest to scream again, and He Zili shouted loudly: "Get down, get down!"

She also dragged a few people to squat down, so as not to become the target of the other party's shooting. He Zili has already seen that this group of people is probably terrorists who came to hijack the theater, otherwise they would not shoot so recklessly, let alone create a bloody crime so recklessly. , so in the face of such lunatics, apart from being unable to fight, they can only try not to provoke them.

As He Zili squatted down, the rest of the nearby people also quickly lowered their bodies. The audience who wanted to flee stopped when they saw the corpse in front of them. To discharge bullets, I had to choose a nearby place to hug my head. Soon, hundreds of people were all squatting, or lying on their stomachs, trembling, flickering and panicking.

Everyone was completely quiet, and when the shouting gradually died down, six thugs had already guarded the passages.

The leader of the team is a middle-aged man with a strong temper. His outline is very oriental, but his facial features are a bit crowded. His head and chest are as wide as a green bee. His stalwart body pokes like a javelin. In the middle, the piercing eyes swept across the trembling audience, and they all bowed their heads involuntarily to avoid it.

At this time, hundreds of people were escorted in. The entire theater was densely packed with thousands of people in an instant, but no one shouted or ran. They all squatted obediently. A picture flashed, only this time there was no Titanic, but a dead middle-aged man.

It was the 1.9-meter tall man Ye Zixuan had seen.

Knowing that the elder brother was going to speak, the terrorist immediately waved his gun and shouted to the audience: "Quiet, quiet."

He Zili and the others stopped all movements.

The middle-aged man who exudes the atmosphere of war can obviously see all the movements in the theater. He is very satisfied with the performance of the crowd, with a cracked smile on the corner of his mouth, and a full voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, Good afternoon everyone, I am very glad to meet you here, let me introduce myself first, my name is Pastor."

He Zili trembled when she heard the words. Compared with the rest of the audience, she had a little understanding of the pastor. He was a senior member of an extremist organization and had experienced wars in Afghanistan and Iraq. He had committed more than 40 terrorist activities, including The Manhattan stadium bombed two years ago, and the West rewarded him with as much as 800 million coins.

It's just that the other party is more active in Wenzhou, how could he go all the way to Huahai to kill and set fire?

When He Zili came up with the other party's simple information, the pastor was sitting up straight and smiling at them: "Perhaps, you are unfamiliar with this name, and you don't know what it is. It doesn't matter. Who I am is not important to you. The important thing is that you You have to be clear about your situation, now let me tell you that Huahai Theater is under our control."

He Zili glanced up at the other party, and saw that the other party was sitting on a large boss chair, four or five phones and computers were placed on the table, and there were several bloodstains on the walls on both sides. It was obvious that he had seized the central control room. When He Zili took out her mobile phone and wanted to contact the police, she found that there was still no signal on the mobile phone. She could only grit her teeth and wait and see.

At the same time, there was a trace of worry in her eyes, wondering what happened to Ye Zixuan?
She didn't imagine the scene of Ye Zixuan being shot to death, and stubbornly believed that he must be hiding. At this moment, she heard the pastor's voice again: "We are from the Holy Fire Organization. Actually, I really don't want to disturb everyone, especially this romantic and touching one." It’s just that we have something to talk to your country’s officials, and we need their help.”

"But they closed the communication channel, we can only rely on everyone to open it."

The audience panicked again, and they fully realized that they had encountered terrorists.

Many women immediately burst into tears. Just now they felt that the heroine’s life was suffering, but now they realize that they themselves are the most miserable. At least they traveled luxuriously for a few days and crashed into the glacier, while their own lives were hanging by a thread just to watch a movie. Difficulty, looking at the companions who died on the ground, they seemed to see their end, and the sound of crying gradually spread.

Isn't it just watching a movie?Why is it life and death?

He Zili thought of Ye Zixuan's words, and smiled wryly, he is really a crow's mouth.

"Everyone, don't cry, crying won't solve the problem."

The pastor ignored everyone's panic, and still had a warm smile: "Only cooperation can save everyone, so I hope everyone can cooperate closely with us and stay quietly in the theater to avoid unnecessary harm. I promise, you can definitely leave before dawn. , don’t be pessimistic, you should look at this matter positively and optimistically.”

He is also like a psychological master comforting everyone: "And you are more fortunate than many people to be able to enter the No. You are already dead, you are still alive and well, don’t you think you should be grateful? Be happy, young man.”

"Of course, those who are restless will be killed without mercy. Am I clear enough?"

When everyone in the audience nodded subconsciously, the pastor pointed at the tall terrorist again: "The one standing in front of you is called Green Bee, a murderous and invisible Green Bee. He had a high fever and his brain was damaged when he was young. He has a problem with his nerves. Kill people if you are unhappy, eighty if not one hundred will die in his hands, you must not provoke him."

The pastor gave a kind advice: "He never relents when he kills, no matter who the other party is."

At this moment, a frightened young man with a dead girlfriend stood up and shouted hysterically at the big screen:
"You killed my girlfriend, you bastards, I'm going to fight you."

Qingfeng raised her hand and fired two shots, knocked the young man to the ground, blew on the muzzle of the gun and said with a sneer, "I'm so loving, I'll give you a ride and reunite soon."

Another beautiful woman raised her hands and stood up, and said in a trembling voice, "I will give you all my money, more than 2000 million. I just ask you to let me out, as long as..."

Before he finished speaking, Green Bee moved his gun again, and directly exploded the woman's head. He didn't listen to the latter's nonsense at all, and he roared to the audience:

"Who else is talking? Who else is going to stand up?"

There was a commotion at the scene, but it subsided quickly. He Zili looked sad and angry, but he didn't rush out foolishly. The other party had too many hostages, and they didn't care about how many people died. Moreover, they seemed to have brought heavy hostages this time. Weapons are obviously a tough battle, and reckless confrontation with the opponent is completely courting death, and they can only wait for the opportunity to resist.

Maybe it was because of the sense of responsibility, or maybe it was because of the check of the paper in the backpack, He Zili was much calmer than before, and his anger overwhelmed his fear.

"God bless."

Looking at the tragic scene, the pastor made a sign of the cross with his left hand, very sad: "I hope everyone is safe." Then he smiled lightly: "Qingfeng, the scene is handed over to you, Hornet, take someone to clean up every corner of the theater again, Check to see if there are any fish that slip through the net, set up a cordon and close all entrances and exits after 2 minutes."

"At the same time, install jump mines around to prevent anyone from sneaking in."

He gave orders calmly and kept Huahai Theater's defense tight.

Before turning off the screen, the pastor smiled at the crowd: "Good luck to everyone!"

Terrorists are well trained to act.

At the same time, at the Huahai garrison base, a young man in military uniform jumped out of a jeep that had not been turned off, with a stern expression, and rushed into the heavily guarded building like a civet, and soon stood in the family park, He looked around for figures, and finally landed on an old man who was playing chess with someone in the gazebo.

The chess game has come to an end, the gray-clothed old man who knows everything in his mind didn't look at the chess board any more, just holding a piece of dried sweet potato and eating it with tea.

The opponent was also an imposing middle-aged man in military casual clothes, but at the moment he held the chess piece with a sad face, and thought for a long time before he settled down.

"Commander Yan, Commander Yan, the Holy Fire Organization sneaked into Huahai."

The man in military uniform rushed forward and reported to the gray-clothed old man with cannonballs: "The pastor personally led the team, shot and killed 83 people, and hijacked 900 people from the film and television drama. They asked to talk to Commander Yan. Zhongyang already knew about it." , let Commander Yan take full responsibility for handling it, he can mobilize all resources, and use any means."

The old man in gray didn't pay attention to him, he just stretched out his hand with one finger and gently pushed the red pawn:
"General!"

(End of this chapter)