Hello, Mr. Major General

The United States is a country that can't help but guns.

The bad guys have guns, and the good guys have guns. The country has a normal gun market, and of course, there is also a black market for guns.

Because guns cannot be banned, the black market for gun sales is more rampant than in countries where guns are banned. From small revolvers to AK47s, guns can be bought on the black market in the United States.

Even tanks and armored vehicles retired from the army can be bought from legitimate channels.

Huo Shaoheng said that the high firepower is of course not a pistol, but a variety of heavy sniper and semi-automatic submachine guns. At least one submachine gun with high firepower should be equipped.

These things can be obtained from the gun black market, and the North American branch of the Special Operations Department has already prepared.

They need to deal with various emergencies, these are daily tasks.

Zhao Liangze accepted the order and began to dispatch manpower and weapons.

Huo Shaoheng stayed up all night, studying the structure of this six-story building.

People from the Special Operations Department visited the Bronx block several times in the past two days, using various special cameras to take infrared shots of this small building, and they could even see the situation inside through the wall.

In the evening, Huo Shaoheng looked at these photos and quickly locked a room on the third floor.

Zhao Liangze looked at these infrared imaging photos and slapped his tongue. He stood behind Huo Shaoheng with his arms in his arms, and said sadly: "These people are too inhuman! What are they doing when they are locked up in cages?!"

"What else can I do? It must be nothing good." Huo Shaoheng said calmly, "but Guiren Tan really seems to be alive."

The infrared imaging photos show that the room on the third floor is divided by iron cages, which contain an adult, two children, and some empty cages. It indicates that there were other people in it.

According to bone analysis, the infrared photo of that adult should be Tan Guiren.

Having been missing for more than a month, he is still alive, and he is also dead.

"If you survive a catastrophe, you will have a blessing. If this girl can really escape her birth this time, I bet her father will be prime minister." Zhao Liangze raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

Huo Shaoheng left the computer, took out his pistol and wiped it, without looking up, and said: "...Our Special Operations Department does not care about internal affairs, so don't forget the rules."

"Yes!" Zhao Liangze was awe-inspiring, hurriedly reflecting on whether his actions had crossed the line.

Huo Shaoheng was wiping his gun while drawing up a battle plan in his mind.

In that small six-story building, except for the room on the third floor with an iron cage, the other rooms are full of people and weapons. They should all be the kidnappers who guard this room.

I didn't expect that the other party sent so many people.

Six floors, almost twenty rooms, at least two people in each room, so they faced at least 40 opponents.

These 40 people are all powerful and armed bandits.

However, no matter how powerful the bandits are, they can't do the regular army.

Huo Shaoheng believes in this.

Evening news is also shown on the TV.

Today, the police station on the Upper West Side of Manhattan received another voice-changer mysterious message. This time, it said, "The place where the sun shines is where the Statue of Liberty rises."

Compared with the vagueness of the previous two times, the message this time is much clearer.

Everyone immediately thought of the Statue of Liberty.

Almost overnight, the Liberty Park in New Jersey was overcrowded. Numerous guessing fans flocked to the park to find clues to the missing.

At this time, Huo Shaoheng has completed the deployment of troops and determined the plans for the A and B teams to attack separately.

"Ten people in group A, three groups of snipers and observers, and two groups of assaulters, went straight into the building. Twenty people in group B, all of them assaulted into the building. Weapons must be equipped with silencers, and the raid was completed at two o'clock in the morning."

Zhao Liangze dispatched Huo Shaoheng's plan.

The North American branch of the Special Operations Department was withdrawn last time, and now it is the newly reorganized new department, which is also their first major mission.

These soldiers have been waiting for this day for a long time.

July night in Manhattan,

People without air-conditioning in the Bronx neighborhood sit at the door to enjoy the cool at night, watching the pedestrians with gloomy eyes, the appearance is completely the rhythm of drawing a gun and shooting at each other.

Holding a high-powered telescope, Huo Shaoheng stood at the window of a hotel not far from Bronx, looking at the six-story building.

"The name of this small building is interesting." Zhao Liangze stood beside Huo Shaoheng, whispering and laughing: "It's called Ivory-Tower."

Huo Shaoheng smiled, "Ivory Tower? Haha, these people will really put gold on their faces."

The ivory tower should be a pure and dust-free place, but it is indeed the ugliest and most dirty place now. I have to say that this name is really ironic.

...

At this time, in the room on the third floor of the "Ivory Tower", the lights were dim and the two children were already asleep. Tan Guiren sat on the wall with his knees on his knees, his small face was only as big as a palm, and his eyes were big and dark.

The door creaked open, and the cool, cool young man walked in again.

He was wearing black clothes and black trousers, standing in front of Guiren Tan's iron cage, fixedly looking at her, his eyes focused almost greedy.

The closer I look, the more I feel that Tan Guiren is beautiful, beautiful and immaculate, like a princess in an ivory tower, that kind of touching and graceful and graceful, is a temperament that can only be cultivated by generations of scholars, not money and power. Piled up.

In order to kidnap Tan Guiren, he followed her for half a year.

In this half a year, he knew her, even more than she knew herself.

But Tan Guiren turned his head and didn't look at him at all. This kind of silent contempt was the most hurtful.

Qingjun's gloomy young man's eyes darkened.

"Brother Hong, you are here..." A bastard at the door hurriedly ran out of the next room, standing at the door, nodding and bowing to the young man's back.

Brother Hong raised his hand and said without looking back: "You go out, I have something to ask her."

"Yes, Brother Hong." Seeing that Brother Hong was not angry, the bastard hurriedly closed the door, as if afraid he would change his mind.

Holding a plastic bag in his hand, Brother Hong walked step by step to Tan Guiren's iron cage, bent down, took the key to open the door of the iron cage, and got in.

The iron cage is low, and normal people can only bend over or sit inside, and cannot straighten up and stand up.

"There is a bathroom over there. Go in and clean up." Hong Ge looked at Tan Guiren silently for a while, and handed her the plastic bag in his hand.

Tan Guiren's back moved slightly, and his body moved uncomfortably.

There was another craze under her body, and her eldest aunt finally came four or five days later.

Unexpectedly, this kidnapper would have noticed...

Tan Guiren was angry and embarrassed. For more than a month, both the body and the spirit were in a state of high tension. Now the physical discomfort made her even more at a loss, and finally couldn't help crying.

Seeing her sobbing in a low voice, Brother Hong, who was never soft-hearted, felt that his heart missed a beat.

He put the plastic bag on the ground, turned around and bent over and walked out of the iron cage. He didn't lock the iron cage, just waiting for Guiren Tan to come out and clean up in the bathroom.

Guiren Tan cried for a while, turned his head and saw the plastic bag on the ground, bit his teeth for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand and opened it to take a look.

Inside is a pack of sanitary napkins, or the brand she is most used to.

Guiren Tan carried this plastic bag and looked up and saw that the young man named "Brother Hong" hadn't left the room, but stood at the door and watched her silently. He couldn't help holding the iron cage up and bend down and drill out. When he came to him, he raised his head and pleaded bitterly: "Please, let me go back. What do you want? Money? My family will give it to you. Although my family is not rich, there are many good things handed down from ancestors to exchange for money. I have a collection of authentic works of many ancient painters..."

Brother Hong stretched out her hand, stroked her messy black hair, sighed softly, and whispered, "...I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry? You say sorry now?!" Tan Guiren was sad and disappointed, "What the hell are you going to do?! Where did I provoke you?!"

Brother Hong retracted his hand and looked at Tan Guiren obsessively for a long time before saying in a lower voice, "I have already let go. If your family wants to save you, they should know what to do."

"You say it! As long as you say it, I will ask my family to help you!" When Tan Guiren heard that there was still hope of getting out alive, he immediately became nervous, "What do you want?!"

Brother Hong looked at Tan Guiren's face with nostalgia, and looked around her body.

Guiren Tan understood it and changed her face suddenly. She stepped back and said vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

Seeing the look of Guiren Tan, Brother Hong's expression also darkened. He returned to his savage appearance, and sneered, "What do you want to do? Of course I want to do you!-What are you doing?!"

"You--! Shameless! Indecent! Scum!" Tan Gui was trembling with popularity, but he would only use these words to curse people over and over again.

Brother Hong's eyes darkened again. He stepped forward and raised Tan Guiren's chin with his hands. He said, "I will make a offer to your family tomorrow to exchange for a political prisoner in the Huaxia Empire prison. If you My family disagrees, you have to follow me in your life!"

This is the second...

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