For Matthew, the explosion was the least he wanted to hear now, because the casualties and injuries caused by the previous two explosions had already been stuck in the hearts of every policeman. But, is the rumbling sound that you can't hear if you don't want to? At such a close distance, even if you put on your headphones and play the rock music of death heavy metal, the explosion can still make you feel deafening!

At that moment, Matthew walked over. He looked at the weekend, bent over and didn't mean to reach out for the intercom. He didn't want to ask, and he didn't want to get any bad news.

"Sniper No. 1, tell me what happened in the building."

I asked for Matthew over the weekend. Although his words were plain, the deep breathing before opening his mouth proved his concerns.

"Private, it's better to use the seized grenade to blow up the bedroom 301."

Billy?

This sounds like it is not the name of a Mexican, not to mention that the sniper No. 1 doesn’t know the name of any Mexican in this building!

The good news made Matthew raise his head in a low state at the same time. On the weekend, he found that Matthew's eyes immediately had light, and he suddenly became energetic...

Swish.

Matthew, who couldn't help but snatched the intercom at the moment when black smoke came out in the building and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

"Private, Special Police Billy reported that according to the new plan, Room 301 has been emptied, and all four gangsters have been shot dead, repeated, and all killed!!!"

"goddamn..." Matthew only said this and got stuck in the first half of the sentence. The empty hand clenched his fist and waved it in the air. At that time, his mouth was grinning and his teeth were biting, and his whole body swept away the previous haze: "Beautiful job!"

He finally took the words back, but Matthew looked at the weekend in a flash, and he was just having a dispute with Justin. So, the new plan? Is it Zhou?

He misunderstood Matthew on the weekend. He thought Matthew was asking himself why he was not cheering. So he leaned against the front hood of the police car on the weekend and said, "There are two more rooms..."

However, the people around us burst out unexpected volume at this moment. This news is even more exciting than the fake moon landing information released by the United States in order to drag down the Soviet Union. This is a real killing of a bunch of bandits!

“ye!!!”

"That's what we should do!!!"

"Woo!"

Whistles and roars. All the sighs that can represent venting are coming one after another in the scene. Even the people on the streets began to raise their hands to cheer. Those ordinary Mexican immigrants and illegal Mexican immigrants actually celebrated the arrival of this scene with the police. It seems that a stable life is much more needed by them than the emotions between the same clan and the same clan.

"You made the new plan?" Matthew walked over with everyone's cheers and asked about the game in the weekend.

The weekend replied: "Yes. I think this plan is feasible, as long as the key steps are completed..."

Before he finished speaking, Matthew had already stuffed the walkie-talkie in his hand at this time: "According to the weight just now, I'll give me two more copies. Zhou, please listen to me. Now, the command of the entire scene is to you. My request is that the police will never allow casualties. Do you understand?"

On the weekend, I looked up at the third floor of the building. As soon as I started thinking about Matthew's voice rang again: "I'm asking if you're in vain!"

“yes-private!”

He answered this on the weekend. When he took the walkie-talkie, no one knew his psychological changes. This important task was handed over to him. He not only cared about the lives of the special police, but also the dozen wounded people in the corridor.

"Let's change the tactics a little, and now tell me, how many flash bombs do you have?"

Billy's voice came back from the intercom again: "Privately, I have a military-style defensive grenade seized from Room 301."

"Very good." On the weekend, I looked at the third floor again fiercely.

Justin looked at Matthew having a conversation with the weekend and asked strangely to his partner next to him: "When did this guy become Matthew's right-hand man? Isn't he a little patrolman?"

"You must not read the news much. You have become a star in the police station on the weekend. There have been several interviews. Look at that..." Justin's partner pointed to the roadside where the reporters sniped, saying, "Did you see it? The cameras there are not all facing Matthew. Half of them have gathered on him after they came out on the weekend."

"Why does this kid climb so fast?" Justin complained: "Matthew changed his taste and started to like Asians? That week was his new favorite?"

The partner responded: "Even a new favorite is a capable new favorite. Justin, you should check out this guy's files when you have time. Anyway, those guys from the F-force Intelligence Department can get anything."

"I can recite his files to you now." Justin said disdainfully.

"No, it wasn't the file you and Joe chased and grabbed his braids, but it was after that."

In front of the building, three special police officers walked around the back of the building. When they nodded at the three of them over the weekend, the three special police officers rushed in with guns, including Pianic, who had just been hung in the air.

After standing in the corridor on weekends, they counted: "There are eight intact special police inside, and three more are in, a total of eleven, which is enough." Then, he picked up the intercom and said: "Listen, the patrol officer, on the first floor, the patrol officer who was preparing to transport the injured on the second floor, listen, from now on, be ready to rush to the third floor to help lift the injured. The gunshots and explosions upstairs are not the issue you should consider. The only thing you have to do is to never let any injured person have an accident during the transportation process."

Immediately, when the call was interrupted on the weekend, he picked up the walkie-talkie again, he repeated the plan, and when everything was explained: "The action began! Take down 304 for me!"

On the third floor, eleven people were distributed around Room 304 and 307. There were two Mexican corpses lying outside Room 304. That is to say, there were not necessarily gunmen hidden in every room in Room 304. Then this attack would have to be very particular. If you have a little confusion and treat the house without a person as the main attack point, you might have to be black guns from the Mexicans.

"The sniper No. 3 is in place, and there is no muzzle exposed from the room in Room 304. Privately, there are at least two Mexicans in this room. Will it be implemented as planned?"

"implement."

“go!”

Billy shouted and rushed into the room first, then he held a gun and pulled the trigger at the door of the bedroom. With the sound of "da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da blasted into the room and saw Hammers rushing in at the door of the wardrobe, watching Hammers rush in at the 304 door. In that second, Hammers stopped at the wall facing Billy, which was the corner of the wall next to the bedroom, and aimed at the kitchen with a kneeling gun. At the same moment when they were ready, Pjanic walked in with his companion's flash bullet. He quickly pulled out the security and threw the flash until he threw it into the bedroom. Then, he immediately turned his body and squatted down with his hands covering his ears. At the same time, Billy stopped shooting in the same posture.

Bang.

The flash bomb hit the bedroom wall, but the huge blasting power did not make the flash bomb land, but bounced towards the other wall obliquely. This is Pjanic's small calculation. He used the time when the flash bomb released strong light to control the direction of the flash bomb after the bounce. He must not let the flash bomb fall into the blind corner beside the bedroom bed. In other words, he must ensure that the flash bomb begins to release light in the air and does not give the Mexicans who may be hiding in the bedroom at all. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!