Civilization Guardian Front

Chapter 280? The Takeaway Has Arrived

In Roppongi Hills at night, the streets lined with police cars...

The satellite OB vans of well-known TV stations not limited to Japan rushed to the scene in the shortest possible time.

Photographers set up equipment to take pictures of the scene, writers went into the crowd to interview the families of the hostages, and prepared drafts for the anchors of their TV stations to switch screens.

Including the relatives of the hostages held by the terrorists, nearly 2000 people gathered in total.

And in every corner of the world, tens of millions of people are paying attention to this hijacking incident simultaneously through the Internet, radio and television.

Anxiety prolongs the sense of time, especially for those who cannot know the safety of their family members. Every extra minute of waiting is suffering.

Generally speaking, this kind of negotiation involving countless lives and huge amounts of money cannot be concluded so quickly.

But they can't just sit at home and wait...

I want to hear new news as soon as possible, I hope to see the person I care about one second earlier, and I hope to silently support the other party at the nearest distance.

All kinds of hopes are intertwined, prompting them to gather here.

The time slowly came to 19:26.

People finally saw the first light of dawn...

At the main entrance of the Mori Building, 463 hostages walked out one after another.After being received by the police, they came to the blockade outside Roppongi Hills to meet their worried family members.

When the first group of people who were released jumped over the vehicles and fences and came into the sight of everyone...

There was a sudden burst of cheers at the scene.

"dad!"

The child, who recognized his relatives at a glance, left the mother beside him and flew into the arms of the head male company employee.

"I'm sorry, Yuto, Dad is late." The man who saw his wife and child again, nodded to his wife with red eyes, and then leaned down and hugged his child.

Then, an elderly couple quickened their pace and came to their daughter, firmly grasped each other's hand, and murmured repeatedly in trembling voices:

"It's good to be back safely, it's good to be back safe..."

"Because...someone...he saved us..."

The young woman burst into sobs in front of her parents, and her choked voice was intermittent.

Half of the people successfully reunited with relatives, however, the other half panicked.

Looking at the people embracing excitedly with their families and rejoicing to meet each other...

The self who should have enjoyed the same joy, looked around, but couldn't find a familiar figure.

The contrast between one's own loneliness and the happiness of others is like night to day, so vivid that it is difficult to ignore.

"Mr. Police, where is my husband?"

"Why do only this few people come out?"

"Yeah, why is our family still in there?"

Among the crowd, the dissatisfaction caused by psychological imbalance has intensified.They approached the fence one after another, urgently and anxiously questioning the police officers in front of them.

The police who maintained order did not have a high level of understanding of the content of the negotiations, and did not know how to respond for a while, so they could only purse their lips tightly and bear the blame from the public without saying a word.

A policeman with a loudspeaker in his hand, who has yet to give a satisfactory response, is worrying about how to appease the family members of the hostages...

At this moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

The policeman turned his head in confusion, and the moment he saw the person behind him, his expression immediately turned respectful.

"Funamoto Police Surveillance..."

"Thank you, let me tell you."

Saying so, the middle-aged police officer in a suit took over the loudspeaker from his subordinate.

"Families, please be safe and calm..." He walked to the front of the police car blockade with a calm and steady pace, nudged the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his left hand, and looked at the crowd with serious eyes.

"I am Kaoru Funamoto, Chief Criminal Officer of the Metropolitan Police Department. I will now explain the hostage rescue situation..."

...

The north side of the 51st floor of the Mori Building...

Under the guard of ten gangsters with guns, Chios took the elevator to the floor where the terrorist leader was.

"Follow me." Wearing a peaked cap, the man whose bronze complexion was faintly visible stepped out of the elevator first, as the guide.

Chios didn't say anything, but followed the opponent's speed, maintaining a distance of three steps.

The remaining nine people then left the elevator. They walked side by side with their guns in hand, keeping their eyes on the young man and guarding against any suspicious behavior.

tata tao...

Maybe it's because the members of Obsidian Hammer don't dare to kill themselves...

In the eyes of the gangsters, even though the entire body was pointed at by the muzzle, the posture of the young man walking was still as relaxed and freehand as when he was talking in the hall.

Indeed, although the terrorists really want to pull the trigger and shoot the person who holds the life of their relatives to death like tearing up rags, they can only think about it in their hearts right now, and dare not take action at all.

Since Chios was able to quickly find their hometown of St. Martin and offer a high reward as a negotiation condition, it can be seen that this young man must have made sufficient preparations before acting.

Although he didn't say it clearly, if he was killed here, the bounty would probably be accelerated into the sight of every Colombian gang leader.

Threatened in turn, but helpless...

The overflowing hatred had nowhere to vent, so the gangster could only sullenly escort the confident young man all the way to the door of the leader's office.

The bronze-skinned man in a peaked cap didn't knock on the door, but pushed open the atomized glass door.

As soon as he entered the door, Chios felt the concentrated gazes of more than a dozen people.

Ignoring the deliberate pressure from the surrounding mercenaries, his deep purple eyes faintly observed the people in the room, and finally stopped on a short-haired woman who was lazily sitting on a dark brown leather chair with her back to the floor-to-ceiling windows and her legs resting on the table. .

"You are Miss Vanessa, I'm Chios."

"Oh? So you are that goddamn Chios..." The terrorist leader whose skin was covered with tattoos squinted his eyes to observe the young man in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"He's really handsome, tsk tsk... My body is getting hot. Hey, do you want to have a shot?"

After speaking, she stuck out her tongue and licked it around her lips.

"Excuse me for my refusal..." Chios replied briefly and indifferently:

"I still want to keep the taste of the meal I will have later."

As soon as these words came out, the gangsters on the side couldn't help but sweat for the young man, for fear that Vanessa would shoot him and kill him.

But these people obviously underestimated the leader's ability to control emotions today.

"Hahahaha!" The short-haired woman raised her head and laughed, trying to hide the cold light in her eyes.

"Although I know that I don't look good for men, this should be the time I want to kill the most after being rejected!"

"Then please don't mention such an embarrassing invitation." Chios shrugged, without the slightest sense of being a hostage.

As soon as the words were finished, there was a slight vibration from the mobile phone in the pocket of the young man's suit.

The movement was so subtle that no one else noticed except Chios himself.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you about this..."

Waving her hand as if to drive away insects, Vanessa conveyed the unhappiness of the last moment with one word.

"Did I hear you say 'we'll eat later' just now? "

"That's right..." Nodding his head to confirm what the woman said, Chios responded with a smile:

"Food for 1000 people has been delivered to the entrance of the lobby on the first floor. You are welcome to pick it up at any time."

Chapter 280: Mysteries? Crimson Star Jiashen

Before the hostage rescue operation began, the goal of the infiltration group was clear.

Seize the surveillance center, read the gangster's brainwaves, hack into the building's core, pretend to be a hostage, and dismantle the bomb...

First-year S-class Butei Hiragafumi of the equipment department, although not good at fighting, has amazing transforming power and mechanical knowledge.Because the equipment she manufactures has the ingenuity of genius and the reliability of top craftsman's craftsmanship, before entering Butei High School, her personal studio often received high-priced commissions for custom modification, and her income was extremely considerable.

Making or dismantling a bomb is as natural as breathing and drinking water for Hiragafumi, as long as you know where the bomb is set and let Tifa escort the bomb disposal expert to the destination, the last trump card in the hands of the terrorists is will lose its effect.

Chios, who followed the gangsters into the Mori Building, naturally couldn't openly take out his mobile phone to inquire about the progress of the demolition in front of the enemy, but this does not mean that he will lose his immediate control over the overall layout.

When Fumi Hiraga successfully completes the task and is transferred back to the monitoring like Julia at the time, Tifa, the leader of the infiltration team, will send two text messages with the title "period" in succession.

The moment he felt two short vibrations from the inner pocket of his suit, Chios knew that his plan had come to an end...

"Food for 1000 people has been delivered to the entrance of the lobby on the first floor. You are welcome to pick it up at any time."

In the bustling Roppongi area of ​​Tokyo's Minato District, there are countless restaurants, and it is not a problem for the police to quickly buy food.

Within 15 minutes after the terrorist leader made the request, bundles of lunch boxes were delivered to the underground command post one after another, and they could be delivered to the door of the building only after the person in charge of the scene gave an order.

"Hey~ You guys are moving so fast, you have already prepared food..." Vanessa whistled happily, resting her chin on her left hand, looking curiously at the young man in front of her.

"However, I really didn't expect that you, who hold the card of threatening us, would be willing to act according to the intention of this side. Isn't starving us also an option?"

"Eating is a basic human need. Not only you, but hostages also need this energy..." Chios shook his head with a light smile, denying the existence of the other party's so-called "option".

Having said that, he paused for a moment on the desk, on the unsealed carton of Pocky chocolate bars, and then added:

"What's more, there are plenty of snacks in the vending machines on each floor. If you want to use this to influence you, it would be too naive."

Through the gaze of the other party, the short-haired woman also realized that she had asked a stupid question.

"Boring, but wise decision..."

With a "tsk" smacking her lips, Vanessa stopped the topic, picked up the walkie-talkie and pressed the call function button for a long time to light up the red signal light.

"Dinner is already here. Send ten people down to get it from the two floors respectively. Hurry up, I'm hungry!"

Shouting to Captain Obsidian Hammer on the floor below, she was about to cut off the communication when she suddenly remembered a few companions whom he ignored just now, and quickly added:

"By the way, Hosea... After your subordinates get the food, let them deliver five meals to the companions in the monitoring room."

"Understood, leader."

"receive."

The two team leaders responded respectively, and then assigned their men to go to the hall to pick up meals.

Unfortunately, what the terrorists don't know is that their act of going to fetch food will be a signal to inform the various groups of military reconnaissance...

...

On the ground floor of the Mori Building, the temporary police command post...

In the camp as the communication office, Misaki Nakasora focused on listening to the conversations between the gangsters on the 49th floor through the listening device carried by Riko who was pretending to be a hostage.

Under the keen hearing of the girl, the content of the conversation between the terrorist leader and the team leader was captured word by word.

"Attention all teams, terrorists are about to start moving..."

With his index finger, he picked up the overall communication switch of the composite communication processing terminal in front of him. With his beautiful voice, Nakasora Tomomisaki followed the order of actions calmly and without anxiety, and clearly conveyed the action instructions of each group of personnel one by one:

"Then Julia-senpai and Hiraga Fumi-san, please cut off the elevator safety device forcibly after multiple targets enter the elevator and move, and increase the descending speed to the maximum."

"Student Xingjia Baixue, please start preparing for the airborne assault, and act immediately when the liaison officer informs you."

"Student Reki, after clearing the sniper path, please paralyze the mobility of the terrorist leader first, and then provide assistance to Mr. Chios."

"Minoriko, Tifa, please take action to eliminate the remaining terrorists on the 49th and 50th floors after receiving the communication guidance."

...

Inside the security monitoring center on the 40th floor, a beautiful girl with snow-white hair lightly pressed the small communicator hanging on her left ear with one hand, her light blue eyes stared at the screen in front of her.

All monitoring images that have nothing to do with the task have been canceled, and only the real-time images of the 49th to 51st floors, the lobby, and the elevators have been kept.

As soon as she received instructions from the communication officer, then Julia quickly saw ten adult men with rifles on their backs in the surveillance images of the north corridors on the 49th and 50th floors.

While talking, these people walked to the elevator and pressed the downstairs button.

The elevator, which was already on this floor, opened the door immediately...

Seeing this, Julia was planning to report back to Misaki Nakasora, but Fumi Hiraga, who was petite like a primary school student, was one step ahead of her and pointed at the screen happily.