Because Li Changheng's sudden appearance, and the time was stuck at 5:00 on the rush hour, the flour hiding point was only a bridge from Manhattan, so many people went to Manhattan to watch the fun.

The power outage has caused many people who are unwilling to go, so they can only curse and follow their friends to Manhattan, or wait for calls in various restaurants and other streets without power outages.

Even the members of the Lucas family and subordinates who had to stay at the flour hiding site wanted to rush to Manhattan to witness the moment when Li Changheng announced the news.

Of course, the TV cannot be watched, and a radio with a battery is still OK.

There is no need to mobilize. The residents in the building where the flour hides, whether they are basketball fans or not, can only gather together to listen to the radio without lights.

Time slowly came to 7 pm. More than an hour had passed since Li Changheng entered the Garden Square, but not only did the crowd outside the court not decrease.

On the contrary, many ordinary people who heard the news and rushed over to watch the fun.

For a time, the TV station and radio under Hurst became the biggest beneficiary of this emergency.

Since it is beneficial to help Li Changheng, Randall Hurst is certainly willing to increase publicity efforts.

A series of interpretations from the hosts and guests on the radio and television basically left the audience and audience in front of the TV and radio.

At 7 o'clock in late October, the sky in New York had already darkened.

In addition, the building was out of power, and although many families lit candles, there were few people in the dim corridor.

On the contrary, it was because I was rushing to process the flour and transport it away and sell it as soon as possible.

Although the people who hide the flour do not dare to light candles, a large number of lighting equipment such as flashlights make it easier for trenches and others to determine the specific location of the hiding point.

Li Changheng dealt with the former boss of the Knicks and made the opponent willingly take the blame. After receiving the notice from the trench, he appeared at the temporary indoor interview site.

Outside the Plaza Garden Stadium, more than a dozen loudspeakers were also playing the sound of live interviews, which immediately attracted the anxious fans and the crowd who were waiting for the fun.

As for the Americans next to the TV, the number of views actually exceeded that of boxing competitions and other sports events.

Needless to say, the interview content is the roof of the building a hundred meters away from the flour hiding site in Brooklyn.

After the Trench came to Farooke and Esselle negotiators, he nodded to Banks and Tom Davis.

As the commanders of the on-site operation team, the two brought people to prepare, while the trench itself stayed at the scene, accompanying Farooke and others.

More than half an hour later, it was around 8 pm.

Interviews with Lee Changheng are still continuing on the radio and television.

The battle group, one left and one right, put on a night vision device, and entered the building fully armed.

For the battle teams that are trained on more than ten floors every day, the stairs of more than ten floors are just a lot of shortness of breathing.

Tom Davis, who was determined to make contributions and arrived at the 14th floor first, hid by the wall of the corridor, and looked at the situation in the corridor through a night vision device.

I found two uncles holding shotguns guarding outside a door with candles, and I could easily know that there was a flour processing factory behind the door.

He took two steps back and waited silently for more than ten seconds. In order to avoid Banks' embarrassment, he roughly estimated that Banks' team should have reached the 14th floor.

Then he whispered to the microphone on the collar of the combat suit, "Group two to determine the place where the flour is hidden, do you act, do you act?"

Banks, who had just arrived on the 14th floor, felt a slump in his heart, and then he thought from Tom Davis' breath that he had calmed down, that this guy must have reached the 14th floor.

I cursed myself, and then thought that I would not interrupt my daily training in the future, otherwise it would be the success or failure of the task and life and death of the task when it really came to fight.

The trench ignored what Banks thought, looking at Farouk, who had been watching the building a hundred meters away with a telescope, and negotiators from the Yiseri military.

"Sir, do you want to see a frontal assault or sneak into an attack?"

Normally, if the trench handed over the decision-making power of the combat method to an outsider, it would definitely be a joke about his subordinates' lives.

But since Li Changheng did not intend to let the members of the Lucas family go, the only choice is the frontal assault.

Because this is not a secret mission of mercenaries or military contractors, but a formal operation of the "Reading" Bureau.

The regulations have long stipulated that law enforcement officers must shout out their identity before firing a shot and order the suspect to put down their weapons.

Just like when the New York police find an abnormality during their duty, they will first shout, "Nypd, put down the gun."

Then, hello with a string of bullets threatening the target.

Of course, you can shoot without shouting in an emergency, but there will definitely be a great chance of encountering trouble or being accused of in a hundred operations.

Therefore, Tom Davis and Banks, who were in charge of the operation, had already confirmed with the trenches early in the morning, and they could shoot as long as they found the target holding a weapon.

Moreover, if Tom fires first, it will attract the attention of the gang members at the flour processing point.

Banks can easily raid into the processing plant.

With the front and back attacks, let alone the gangsters, even regular troops will be caught off guard.

Farouk put down his telescope in surprise and looked at the trench, "Will it affect the success of the action be my choice?"

The trench shrugged, of course, it would not be said that Li Changheng decided to kill someone and establish his authority early in the morning.

But with a little helplessness in his eyes, he smiled on his face, "Boss tells me that as long as you are satisfied, the Knight Shield will receive at least tens of millions of dollars in training orders in the future.

So, you get it.”

Farouk was stunned, then sighed in his heart.

It seems that no matter where you are, the people below are tools to make money.

Then he looked at each other with two representatives of the military, and soon he could see from the other party's expression that Li Changheng was definitely a slutty man.

I silently reminded myself in my heart that if I can not offend Li Changheng, I will not offend him.

A few seconds later, Farouk calmed down and thought about his needs carefully.

It quickly became clear that infiltration is not a difficult project for any mature special forces.

On the contrary, the frontal assault can preview the rescue of hostages, and more intuitively reflect the Knight Shield's combat and ability to deal with crises.

However, Farouk was still clever and did not directly choose whether to attack or sneak in. Instead, he asked with a serious expression, "Is 5 minutes enough?"

The trench was stunned, then reacted and smiled in his heart, but his face frowned in cooperation.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, my teeth creaked and creaked. I held the intercom expressionlessly and ordered, "The operation code is 'Thunder', anyone with a weapon can be killed."
Chapter completed!