The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 1147 Unexpected Development
"You're right, this is indeed a good idea." The bed leg in Mason's hand flew out, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and landed on the row of prison door control levers in the corner.

"Is this the first step you took to escape from prison?" Jack was amazed. After so many years, the old man's skills have not been lost at all. He is truly worthy of being called a congenital prison escape master.

The old-fashioned lever device is still used to control the opening and closing of the cell doors in Alcatraz. There is a row of pull rods erected in the corner of the wall at the end of the cell. Each pull rod corresponds to a cell door, which can be opened by pulling it down.

The bed leg tied with a cloth rope fell accurately on the first lever. Mason shook his wrist and the lever fell, but it was the cell door next to it that opened.

"Forgive me, it's been more than 20 years after all."

The old man shrugged, retracted the bed leg, and swung it out again, this time successfully opening the cell door in front of them.

"I'll go get some weapons for us. You take all the hostages to the bathroom and hide in the sewer." Jack disappeared at the end of the corridor before he finished his words.
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"We have two more missiles, one of which is already on the launch pad and ready to go, General."

In the temporary command center, a square-jawed captain reported loudly.

General Hammer, whose face was uncertain, seemed not to hear anything, and the captain then repeated it loudly again.

"I heard you, Captain." Hammer, who was obviously upset, did not pursue the captain's slightly offensive tone.

"It's time to give the orders, General." There was no respect at all in the tone of another burly black captain.

"I am the one who decides the strategy!" Hammer at this moment did not act like a general who was planning strategies, but a gambler who lost everything at the gambling table.

After hesitating for a long time, he gave the order, "Major Buster, take the missiles and four hostages, including the FBI and the British guy, onto the helicopter. I will stay and bear all the consequences."

"General!" The adjutant was shocked by this and looked at his superior in disbelief, "We still have a chance. There are still six hours left before the ultimatum."

"No, we don't stand a chance anymore." Hammer looked dejected. "They saw through our bluff. The blackmail plan failed. The mission is over."

"It's over?" The black captain's eyes widened. "What about our money?"

"There's no more money, the mission is over." Hammer looked at the black captain, "Now the most important thing is to save your lives. Major Buster will be responsible for handling my property, and the money will be divided equally among everyone."

"Don't try to fool us easily, General." The square-jawed captain's eyes turned unfriendly.

"How much money do you have? We were willing to follow you for the 10 million dollars. Now you want to get rid of us with just tens of thousands of dollars?"

"Watch your attitude, soldiers, you are talking to a general now!" Major Buster warned loudly.

"Soldier?" The black captain sneered and refused to give in. "I am no longer a soldier. From the moment we took ordinary citizens hostage, we became mercenaries, and mercenaries only want money."

He walked up to General Hammer with a stern look on his face. His burly figure was extremely intimidating. "We gave up everything and were ready to be wanted, just for the money, and now."

He said word by word, "Now, I want my damn money!"

I don't know if the square-jawed white captain had discussed this with the black captain before, but now they are working together to play the good cop and the bad cop role.

"We still have a chance, don't we? General, order the launch of a missile to show the Pentagon our determination, and they will surrender." "I will not order the massacre of thousands of innocent civilians. Do you think I'm crazy? Or maybe you are crazy."

Hammer was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and his voice couldn't help but tremble slightly, "I repeat again, the mission is over!

Major Buster, notify the people at the lighthouse to dismantle the missile launcher. The rest of the people, carry the missiles and hostages onto the helicopter and prepare to evacuate!"

In addition to the two people who stayed behind to guard the lighthouse and a soldier guarding the door, there were a total of six people in the command center. At this time, they were clearly standing on two sides, including General Hammer, with exactly three people on each side.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and everyone's hands involuntarily reached for their weapons.

At this moment, a burst of fierce gunfire suddenly broke out outside the window. Almost everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the lighthouse not far away, just in time to see someone let out a long howl and fell from the top of the lighthouse.

"What happened?" Everyone in the command center was shocked.

The lighthouse is less than a hundred meters away from the guard room that serves as the command center. Through the window, one can clearly see a team of people appearing in the lighthouse isolated on the top of the cliff, and quickly taking up a defensive position facing this side.

"Blackbird Two! Blackbird Two! Report the situation!" Major Buster rushed to the radio in despair and shouted loudly.

Almost at the same time, the alarm sounded, still coming from the motion sensor in the bathroom, but everyone in the command center no longer cared about this.

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"Go check the cells and the hostages!" Hammer was the first to react. The soldiers who were interrupted by this unexpected situation and temporarily put aside their argument rushed out the door.

However, the moment the door opened, a body fell limply inside.

"Sergeant Crisp!" The black captain who was leading the way was horrified. He didn't realize that someone had sneaked in here without him knowing.

He squatted down and wanted to check whether the sergeant was dead or alive. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned him over, he heard a crisp spring sound that made his hair stand on end.

An M67 "Lemon" with its safety pin pulled out rolled out of the sergeant's armpit and rolled along the dirty floor towards the stunned General Hammer.

"General! Be careful!" Major Buster, who was still calling from the radio, was furious. He threw away the receiver, jumped away the dazed Hammer, and pounced on the grenade.

"Bang!" Major Buster's body was lifted nearly half a meter from the ground by the shock wave. Amidst the smoke and dust, a blood mist mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out.

"Tom (Buster)!" Hammer got up from the ground and rushed towards his adjutant.

The ceramic plate on Major Buster's chest was completely shattered, emitting an unpleasant smell of burnt protein. His entire body looked like a pierced bag, with blood quickly soaking his upper body.

"I am. honored. to. serve. with. you. General." Leaving behind these last words, the loyal adjutant breathed his last.

"Ah!" Amid Hammer's heart-wrenching howls, the square-faced captain and the black captain looked at each other and hurriedly ran out of the guard room filled with a pungent smell of gunpowder.

(End of this chapter)