The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 1086 Another Hit

Just as Jack and Lin Zhering walked into the hotel's dedicated elevator leading directly to the top floor suite, they received another notification from Justin.

"Jack, wait, they don't just want the elevator control. I noticed they hijacked the wireless network permissions of the top floor suite and replaced the login URL of a Swiss bank with a Trojan horse page."

Faced with the "pure" look in Lin Zheling's eyes that was unique to a computer novice, Jack helped explain.

"The electronic key in Zhang Mingjun's hand is a bait. If the important official intends to transfer the billion dollars to his account via electronic transfer on the spot, he will be lured into the Trojan page and the balance will be cleared in reverse."

This also proves from another side that Zhang Mingjun and his people had no intention of dying together, otherwise it would be a waste of time.

After notifying Ma Xidao and Jiang Zhentai to act as soon as possible, Jack switched the channel and asked, "Anna, how is the situation over there?"

"Wait a minute. They are installing something on the rooftop. The doctor said it is almost certain that it is a device for disseminating VX poison."

Anna on the other end of the channel deliberately lowered her voice. She and Stanley had already ambushed on the top floor of the hotel, waiting for the opportunity.

Jack breathed a sigh of relief, but still reminded him, "According to the plan, tell Stanley to let us know if there are any problems, such as if the building cannot be demolished. Our lives are in his hands."

At this point, he subconsciously touched the first aid medicines such as dephosphorylating needles that he had prepared in advance in the pocket of his tactical vest. These things were actually just psychological comfort.

If "VX" was released slowly from the air conditioning ventilation system on the roof, even he might not be able to survive, let alone others.

After being atomized, the density of "VX" is slightly higher than that of the air of the same volume. As long as it enters the air-conditioning ventilation system from the roof, it will automatically flow downward and spread toward the surrounding areas along the wind direction of the roof.

At that time, with this hotel building as the center, all people who come into contact with the aerosolized poison will die from suffocation caused by respiratory muscle paralysis within ten minutes.

And before the cleanup work begins, as the "VX" agent slowly evaporates, all living things that enter the contaminated area will die suddenly, and the death may last for several days.

At this time, the VIP in the presidential suite had no idea that there was such a deadly thing on the rooftop above his head. He was furious because nearly 100 million US dollars that he had "hard" saved had disappeared.

"You bastard! What have you done!" The important official snatched the pistol from the bodyguard next to him and pointed it at Zhang Mingjun's head.

At this time, the corners of Zhang Mingjun's eyes were cracked, and blood was oozing from his ears, nose and mouth, making the smile on his face look particularly terrifying.

Behind him is a small indoor swimming pool. At the end of the pool is a huge floor-to-ceiling window. Just by lying by the pool, you can see most of Seoul.

"Haha. Hahaha. Hahahaha." Zhang Mingjun, who was tied to a chair and had endured water torture for nearly half an hour, was laughing so hard that he was out of breath.

"Who is the bastard now? Ah? Beg me, who will work for you without money, who will follow you to the ends of the earth?"

Tears of blood from the corners of his eyes dripped slowly down his cheeks. Zhang Mingjun had endured for many years and finally tasted the pleasure of revenge at this moment.

The important officer's finger was on the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun pressed against the other man's forehead was shaking violently, but he still didn't dare to shoot.

He knew that his life and property were now in the hands of the other party. Once the arrow was shot, there was no turning back. From the moment he decided to escape, he was doomed to never turn back.

It is true that the dozen or so people in this room are his trusted subordinates who are willing to follow him wholeheartedly, and some of them even abandoned their wives and children and left, but he knew very well what these people were trying to do.

Without that money, he would be nothing. Those loyal subordinates would tear him apart alive in a minute and take his body back to the north to beg for forgiveness from above and a chance to survive. The sky seemed to fall at this moment, and even the light shining through the huge French windows seemed to dim in an instant.

No, the light did suddenly dim because an elevator that was used to clean the building's exterior windows was slowly descending. Two figures holding MP5 submachine guns stood on it, instantly occupying the VIP's entire field of vision.

"suddenly"

The huge floor-to-ceiling glass window shattered, and dense bullets shot into the room, instantly smashing the luxuriously decorated suite into pieces.

A few bodyguards standing at the four corners of the room managed to escape the first wave of gunfire and tried to fight back.

Unexpectedly, the emergency passages on both sides of the suite were suddenly opened, and two teams of armed personnel wearing bulletproof vests with SWAT logos filed in and quickly cleared out the remaining bodyguards.

The gunfire stopped temporarily, and the two gunmen jumped off the elevator, walked around the swimming pool to Zhang Mingjun, cut the ropes tied to his hands and feet with a knife, and handed a remote control to him.

After regaining his freedom, Zhang Mingjun hung the remote control on his chest, stepped easily over the important official who was lying on the ground and shivering, walked to the laptop on the table, unplugged the electronic key from it, and shook it at the other party.

"Do you know how many plans we have planned to lure you out? Desperate, right? Now you can wail as much as you want."

After saying this, he shot the important official in the knee and tilted his head slightly towards the others who gathered around him.

Facing the pairs of eyes full of scarlet blood, the important official raised his hands and shouted in a voice that was almost screaming, "Money! The money is all yours, spare me."

In response, there were black gun muzzles pointed at him and gunfire bursting out from the muzzles. The screams stopped abruptly, and were replaced by continuous gunfire.

When the gunfire stopped again, the person lying on the floor was an unrecognizable body of rotten flesh.

"Are you all ready? Prepare to retreat." Zhang Mingjun had also emptied a magazine and was reloading while speaking when suddenly there was a ding sound from the elevator at the other end of the hall, followed by the sound of the elevator door slowly opening.

"No!" This guy reacted very quickly. According to the original plan, the hacker expert they arranged in the computer room should stop the direct elevators to the two exclusive presidential suites to hinder the Korean security personnel downstairs.

Thinking of this, he opened fire directly at the half-open elevator, and the men surrounding him also raised their submachine guns.

The bullets hit the elevator door, emitting sparks of fire. The bullets that entered the elevator formed dangerous ricochets, jumping back and forth in the small space.

However, when the elevator door finally opened completely, there was no one inside.

This scene was so much like those classic movie scenes that everyone subconsciously became alert. They did not completely empty their magazines, but remained vigilant, waiting for a fool to suddenly jump down from the top of the opened elevator.

However, unexpectedly, although the top of the elevator was indeed suddenly opened, what came down was not a person, but a whole bundle of stun bombs tied together. This scene inexplicably gave Zhang Mingjun a sense of déjà vu.

But he was only hit by one stun grenade last night. In fact, it was the first time in his life that he saw five or six stun grenade tied together and used as cluster grenades.

The huge white light and the deafening explosion instantly took away the five senses of everyone present, and the excessively high temperature even ignited the carpet in the hall.

As smoke rose, the hotel's fire alarm was automatically triggered, and as the alarm sounded, the automatic sprinkler system began to work.

(End of this chapter)