The film starts with the Navy SEALs

Chapter 628 Humanoid Steadicam, Unbalanced!
Gaetan has been dealing with external enemies, and he knows the external situation best.

After receiving Long Zhan's communication inquiry, Gaetan replied concisely and cleanly: "Group A received it. The rest of the enemies are gathered at the front door. You can avoid them after you come out from the back door and turn back."

"OK, I understand."

Long Zhan ended the communication, and changed to holding guns in both hands, speeding up the forward speed.

The speed increased, but the pace remained steady.

The back heel touches the ground first, the knees are bent to cushion the shock, and the upper body maintains a "balanced step" that moves horizontally, turning Long Zhan into a humanoid Steadicam.

Professional anti-shake!

The low-position preparation with the muzzle slightly slanted downward, combined with the balance step that can greatly reduce the muzzle shake, is enough for Long Zhan to deal with any unexpected situation ahead in the process of advancing rapidly.

Taylor behind Long Zhan is also very professional. He is also a standard balance step, but he only holds a gun with one hand, which is slightly lacking in stability.

Fortunately, Long Zhan bears most of the pressure in front, and Taylor's one-handed gun will not be a problem.

And Taylor's free left hand can grab the hostage Ove's shoulder, put it in front of him and push him forward, which can not only keep the safety of the hostages to the greatest extent, but also effectively prevent the hostages from running around in panic.

Taylor's attention was all on the direction the gun was pointing, and he couldn't focus on the person himself.

If you don't use one hand to feel the hostage and firmly control him, it is very likely that the frightened hostage will run around when the gunshots sound, and leaving the protective formation can easily cause very bad consequences.

Ordinary people will instinctively escape when they hear gunshots. This is unavoidable and can only be controlled in this way.

With this series of special arrangements, and the fact that Long Zhan and Taylor were old partners on the battlefield, they cooperated very well along the way.

No dialogue needed at all.

One look, one movement, and you know what the other party is going to do.

With such a tacit cooperation, the sniper Gaetan attracted the attention of all the remaining enemies outside, creating better combat conditions.

The three of Long Zhan and his party came out from the back door, walked around the alley outside and returned to the front of the target building. They were in the alley behind a building, and they were not attacked by any enemies along the way.

"Call Group A, we are already in the car, you can evacuate now."

After Long Zhan notified Gaetan who was in charge of the cover, he just walked to the parked third-generation Mercedes-Benz E-Class, opened the door and got in.

The driving space of the E-class car is already very large, but the seats of the Long Zhan tune are still exaggerated.

It has almost slipped backwards to the limit!

Only by leaning back as far as possible like this can Long Zhan's huge body be able to barely fit in and drive normally in the driver's seat.

Taylor, who followed closely behind Long Zhan, did not take the hostages into the car immediately.

Instead, he brought Ove to the back of the car, opened the trunk and raised his chin towards Ove, his eyes signaled Ove to lie down in it immediately.

The space in the car is completely seated, which is why Taylor arranged it this way.

A small part is to deceive people, and more is to control the hostages and prevent the hostages from opening the door and jumping out of the car while driving.

In case of a gun fight with the enemy on the way, Long Zhan and Taylor have no time to take care of the hostages.

Never trust the rationality of the kidnapped hostages, you will never guess what weird moves they will make when you are not paying attention.

This is the golden rule of rescue operations!

Ove had already been terrified after being arrested for so many days. He couldn't judge whether it was an enemy or a friend, and he was no different from a robot that obeyed orders.

Taylor asked him to get into the trunk. He didn't know what it meant, and he didn't dare to ask why he did it, so he chose to obey obediently.

Ove was locked in the trunk, and Tyler went to the front and sat in the co-pilot.

"Coax~"

The car started and went straight to the evacuation point.

……

Dhaka city center.

On the roof of a 6-story building, four tall bodyguards wearing black suits and black sunglasses guarded the four corners with their hands folded on their stomachs.

Standing beside the one-meter-high guardrail at the exit of the stairwell, there was a young man wearing a white casual suit, a pair of expensive gradient sunglasses, long curly hair, and an inch beard.

This person who is only 1 meters tall, looks unknown, and has no special appearance, is the "true master" of this city——

Assef Amir!

A few meters in front of him, by the fence of the roof, there was a fat man in a plaid shirt with a fleshy face, and a group of nervous boys huddled together.

The oldest of these boys should be seventeen or eighteen years old, and the youngest seems to be less than ten years old.

Don't look at them and think that they are easy to provoke. In this city where order has completely collapsed, the gang formed by this group of boys is also ruthless.

Stealing, robbery, sandman, selling cakes...

Dare to do anything!

As the underground emperor of this city, Amir will personally come forward to target this group of boys, and it must be these boys who have caught his bad luck.

He even dared to move the dirt on the head of the underground emperor, which shows how unscrupulous this kid gang is.

"Don't remember yet? Good."

The fat man with a swollen face seemed to have been confronting this group of boys for a while, and his patience was exhausted. Seeing that these boys still refused to confess, he was completely furious.

Caught one of the boys and came to the edge of the roof, and threw it out regardless of the boy's begging for mercy.

"Bang~"

The impact was very loud.

It can be clearly heard from the rooftop on the sixth floor.

The boys, who were already terrified, became even more frightened when they heard the voice. Each of them seemed to see a demon, and their fingers trembled.

They are really scared!

Only the tallest boy among them, with a scar nearly 10 centimeters long on his face, did not tremble despite the fear in his eyes.

"Anyone remember now?"

The fat man with a fat face came back, and asked the boys in front of him fiercely again.

After waiting for less than three seconds, seeing that no one stood up to answer his words, in order to force the group of people, the fat man with a fat face hugged one of the boys again.

This kid was smaller than the one just now, and he was so frightened that he howled like ghosts and wolves, and kept calling for the boss to save me.

"and many more."

The boy with the scar was the boss of the group of boys, and he finally stood up at this moment, and under the eyes of the fat man with a fat face, he said slowly: "I know, I know who took your money."

"Is it better to say no sooner?"

The fat man with a face full of flesh achieved his goal, he put down the kid who was howling like ghosts and howling wolves, and let the kid who was so frightened to pee run back to the group of kids.

Walking up to the scarred boy, he stared into his eyes and asked, "Who is it?"

"Sanjib." The scarred boy replied.

"Who is Sanjib?" asked the fat man?
"You just threw him off the roof."

The boy with the scar had a very calm expression when he answered, and there was no problem at all in terms of expression, but his answer was obviously speculative and clever.

Amir, who was leaning against the door, was amused, with playfulness in his eyes.

At Amir's position, no one dared to play tricks in front of him, and the "boldness" of the boy with the scar made Amir interested.

He hadn't met such an interesting kid for a long time, so he waved to the scar boy and said, "Come here."

The fat man with a fat face thought that the scar boy was playing with him, and was about to teach him a good lesson. Hearing what Amir said, he lowered his raised hand again.

What kind of temper Amir has, the fat man with a fat face knows better than anyone else.

Disobeying his orders is terrifying!

The scar boy also knows what kind of person Amir is, and how terrifying energy he possesses in this city. It would be a lie to say that he is not nervous.

But he is an ambitious person, knowing that if he wants to stand out, he must do what others dare not do.

Like getting Amir's attention! !
Hearing Amir smiled and let him pass, the scar boy knew that his goal had been achieved, and strode over without any fear.

Amir saw the ambition in the young man's eyes, as if he saw his former self, and became more interested, he took off his eyes and asked, "What's your name?"

"Fahha!" The boy with the scar replied.

"Fahha?"

Amir's eyes became more interested in the names of people of lower castes, and he praised: "You are very smart, the smartest kid I have ever seen.

In this era, if you want to survive, you have to use your brain and be smart enough. In this regard, you have done a very good job.

but……"

When Amir said this, his face reversed, and his smile was no longer only sinister.

"There is a price to pay for being smart. Being smart is not enough. You have to know how to recognize yourself. If you do something wrong, you have to accept punishment."

As he spoke, Amir took out a pocket knife from his pocket, and pressed the button to release the blade.

He handed over the knife and said, "Take this knife, do it yourself, cut off two of your fingers, I won't pick, any two will do."

"why?"

The scarred boy looked at the dagger that was flickering with cold light, but didn't pick it up immediately.

"Because the kid who stole my money is dead, what you said, and I want someone alive to remind others of the consequences of touching my money, and it can only be done by you. This is the price of being smart.

I suggest you cut off your left hand so you can still hold a gun, a smart kid like you, if you can still hold a gun, maybe someday I won't need it. "

To turn a person into a moving warning sign, Amir has no expression on his face, showing no trace of mercy, which shows the viciousness of his methods.

The follow-up words of seducing the scar boy highlighted his control over human nature.

Scar Boy slowly took the knife with his right hand, and slowly raised his dirty left hand, his eyes were full of ambition and fear.

His hands, which seem to have not been washed for a year, represent his current life.

Dirty, messy, and not living like a human being.

Born in one of the poorest countries in the world, but with the highest population density, the most indispensable thing is people. The value of human existence is infinitely reduced. If you want to get ahead, it is difficult to take the normal path.

Exchange two fingers for a chance to climb, is this deal worth it?

There is a crazy trade-off in the mind of the scar boy!

Just when the boy swallowed his saliva to relieve his overly tense and dry throat, he let out a long and heavy sigh of relief, and decided to block his tomorrow with two fingers.

A school officer in military uniform appeared on the rooftop, walked over anxiously and said, "Amir, we lost that kid."

Amir knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, and his face became even more gloomy.

"Smart and lucky boy, you can go, take them away."

Hearing Amir's words, the scar boy was relieved but also felt a little uncomfortable, knowing that he had missed a great opportunity.

Returning the dagger with complicated emotions, he turned around and left the rooftop with his little brothers.

At the last moment when he stepped into the stairwell, Farha, the scarred boy, turned his head and glanced at Amir, his eyes filled with strong reluctance.

It seems that there are only a few words written: "I must be famous, and I will come to you again."

Amir turned his attention back to the colonel after the group of the biggest "boy gang" in Dhaka was dismissed, and ordered with a deadpan expression: "Immediately blockade the whole city, bridges, highways, railway stations, and airports, all blocked. "

Amir's attitude towards Colonel Dai was as if he was giving orders to his younger brother, and he didn't pay attention to the colonel in front of him, the supreme leader of the Dhaka army.

"That's impossible, Amir."

The Colonel shook his head and refused.

Although Bangladesh is a small country with a big fart, Dhaka is the capital anyway. The face of this small country, how can it be blocked if it is said to be blocked.

When his order was rejected, Amir's face darkened directly.

He said coldly: "Impossible, let's make it possible, understand? Colonel, otherwise, you won't be missing just one finger."

The colonel was threatened by Amir, and his face became very ugly.

But he didn't dare to refuse again, and he didn't dare to refute or get angry.

"I know how to do it."

No matter how unwilling the colonel was, he could only nod obediently, turn around and leave.

In this country where the underground order is completely chaotic, no matter how many soldiers the colonel has under his command, he still has nothing to do with the underground emperor Amir.

Not to mention that the colonel received a lot of bribes from Amir, and as a running dog, he must do things for his master.

Even if the colonel is overwhelmed with a sense of righteousness, changes his mind and no longer helps the tyrant, as long as he dares to say no, he will die tragically on the street soon.

Even all his family members will follow him.

Because the entire Bangladeshi government has been bribed by Amir's money. In this country, Amir's words are more effective than the president's words.

Amir sent someone to clean up the colonel, and the high-level council that had accepted Amir's bribe would soon send someone else to replace the colonel's vacated position.

No one will care about the death of the colonel, let alone anyone who will stand up and pursue the murderer behind the scenes.

It's sad, but it's a reality.

As the colonel hurried down the stairs and left in a car, soon a large number of troops would flock to every intersection, completely blocking the entire city.

Whether Long Zhan and Taylor can withdraw in time has become an unknown.

(End of this chapter)