Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

After a pause, he mentioned the important point: "After all, these two groups of people don't know each other's existence, and they wouldn't think that it's just someone trying to lure them out of the hotel..."

Having said that, he glanced at Matt.

Information gaps matter.

Thanks to Matt participating in the operation this time, otherwise, something might go wrong.

The time came to 02:30 in the morning.

Ding!

David smiled when he received the news.

"It's time to act."

……

Room 2201.

Bang bang bang! !

The rapid knock on the door by the hotel waitress woke up the four people in the room. They subconsciously touched the pistols beside them and looked at each other.

One of them walked forward slowly, leaned against the door of the room, looked at the person through the cat's eyes, and pretended to be annoyed after being woken up, and asked in a bad tone: "Who? Knock on the door in the middle of the night, are you there?" What's wrong?"

"Excuse me, I'm the front desk of the hotel."

The hotel waitress was a little anxious: "Someone came and told me that he is Susan's friend, let me tell you that something happened to Susan, and she needs your help."

"What happened to Susan?"

The man was taken aback, he didn't expect the waitress to say that.

Not only him, but the other three people not far from him also heard this sentence.

"Sorry, I don't know any Susan."

He didn't hesitate, and after saying a word, no matter what the waitress said, he never got a response.

The waitress hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.

"Get in touch with Susan!"

In the room, the man headed by the special operations team had already responded immediately.

He dialed Susan's phone, but found no answer.

The same is true for other ways of contacting.

Susan disappeared into this world as if she had evaporated from the world.

"Troublesome..."

The man frowned: "Contact the headquarters."

After a few minutes.

"The headquarters asked us to find out about Susan's condition as soon as possible."

"Understood, wake up the brothers in the other two rooms, it's time to act... Confirm the location of Susan's last appearance, and set off immediately!"

The captain gave the order.

A group of people moved quickly, quickly dressed and brought their equipment, and a few minutes later they stood at the elevator entrance and came to the parking lot.

Buzz! !

The car engine roared, and three urban SUVs rushed out of the hotel parking lot.

……

in the elevator.

Thanks to Matt's strong sense of hearing, the course of action of David and others happened to be staggered from this group of people.

"Success!"

Matt nodded: "They left, there is no doubt."

"As expected."

David wasn't surprised at all: "They wouldn't think that this was just a botched scam."

"The arrogance of the CIA." Fox shrugged.

"Then it's up to us to work hard."

David made a victory gesture and said with a smile: "Quickly resolve the battle, go home and divide the money... 4000 million is waiting for us."

"Excellent, I can't wait."

Wesley rubbed his hands together.

He just wants to wash away last night, no, from now on, it should be the shame of facing McCall the night before.

Ding!

The elevator reaches the 23th floor.

In Room 2301, the butcher and the repairman stood at the door. Wesley, the gunsmith, Fox and David each held two grenades, a total of eight. Matt stood at the end of the line. It seemed useless, but in fact it was The most important core figure in the team.

"There is one in the living room, two in the left room, and one in the right room."

Matt's ears moved slightly, and he said in a low voice: "The positions are scattered, and grenades may not be able to solve all of them."

"It doesn't matter, the matter is over, they have no chance."

David lowered his voice: "Next, listen to my order, three, two, one."

"action!"

boom! !

The butcher and the repairman kicked hard, and a huge force burst out. The door and the door frame flew into the room together.

The door is wide open.

It's like a goal in football without a goalkeeper.

In the living room, the man who was in a half-sleeping state suddenly woke up and saw a few dark things flying towards him.

"what?"

He subconsciously picked up the pistol beside him, followed the sound with his eyes, passed the door, and saw a few burly figures holding guns, and came back to his senses, and found the... grenade that had fallen in front of him.

"Attack! Grenade!!"

The man's expression was frightened instantly, and he couldn't help but roar loudly.

At the same time, Wesley couldn't suppress his somewhat vengeful excitement any longer, and shouted:

"Surprise Motherfucker!!"

Chapter 42 Done

Boom boom boom! !

The eight grenades were superimposed, triggering a violent explosion, raging crazily in room 2301 of the hotel.

Metal shrapnel and flames, accompanied by thick smoke, swept through in a powerful explosion, covering the entire venue like a torrential rain.

In an instant, the entire room turned into a sea of ​​flames, the carpet and sofa were quickly ignited, and the orange-red blazing light ignited blazingly, against the broken corpse in the room, like a purgatory on earth.

David and the others hid behind the wall at the door, avoiding the fragments of the grenade and the shock waves brought by the detonation. They looked calm and safe.

They moved very quickly, and when they acted, they abandoned the part of the original battle plan that affected time, and only kept the essence.

For example, cutting off the power supply and creating a more advantageous combat environment are abandoned items.

Of course, kicking open the door and throwing a grenade inside is a must.

Although the special operations team downstairs was dispatched, it is impossible to know exactly when they will return...

So combat operations are a race against time.

In order to be safe, time must be saved and every second counts.

Matt, who has God's perspective, did not disappoint David.

The violent vibration brought by the grenade made Matt frown slightly, showing a bit of pain.

Even so, he analyzed the situation in an instant.

"The one in the living room is dead, there are three left."

Matt constructed a three-dimensional image of the entire room in his mind, knowing its internal conditions, and explained in a low voice: "There is one in the right corner of the door. He is injured. His heartbeat and breathing are very wrong. The remaining two are entering the door. In the bedroom on the left, aim through the door...these two are not injured, pay attention."

"Honestly, the first time a grenade exploded in my ear..."

Then, he paused, and added: "My ears are not in good condition now, I have to take it easy, and I can't help you too much in the future."

"It's okay, you've done a good job, it's enough to have this information."

David looked at the people around him: "Have you heard it all? Follow the plan, but hurry up."

"Do not worry."

The crowd nodded.

"Wesley and I are responsible for the one on the right, the two on the left, Fox, and the four of you work together to suppress."

"clear."

David gave the order.

The six guns stood at the door to take aim, clicked and pulled the trigger at the same time.

The combination of spear throwing technique and Matt's ability to accurately report points erupts into an unparalleled terrorist deterrent.

Bang bang bang! !

Flames erupted from the muzzle of the gun, bullets rained down, flew away, and rushed into the room covered by the sea of ​​flames, drawing a dangerous arc.

……

Resnik's body was scratched by the shrapnel of the grenade, and now his heartbeat was accelerating, and the sound was like a drum, echoing in his ears, like fleas, almost jumping out of his chest.

"Whirring whirring!!"

Several long and narrow wounds dripping with flesh and blood, together with the metal shrapnel embedded in his body, caused him to sweat profusely from the pain, and his breathing was uncontrollably short.

Resnick tried to calm himself down.

He took a deep breath and glanced at the other two companions in the opposite room.

Ali and Kovacs huddled in the bedroom door, the bedroom door was opened a crack, and gestured to him.

Resnick nodded slightly in response.

The three of them could clearly see that at this moment, the door of this hotel room was kicked away without any obstruction.

Several figures were standing behind the wall outside the room door, ready to attack at any moment.

Regardless of his physical injuries, Resnik picked up the firearms around him and tried to maintain a slightly distorted aiming posture.

If you can survive it, you still have a chance to survive.

If you can't resist...

The living room was blasted head-on by grenades, and Dave, who was almost burnt at this time, was his end.

Sudden.

Resnik noticed that the figure at the door moved.

Bang bang bang! !

Several gunshots resounded at the same time.

Why are these guys standing at the door and shooting?

Resnick felt very strange and couldn't figure out how the other party would make such a meaningless action.

But the next moment, he knew.

The opponent's actions are not meaningless.