The biggest difference between players and soldiers is that soldiers know that life is only once, so soldiers cherish life more, whether it is their own or others. Although many times, in order to protect those who need protection, soldiers will sacrifice their precious lives, they know that life is only once.

It is difficult for Chen Ergou to understand what is happening in the control tower. He once tried to use the work that ordinary snipers have done to injure an enemy and then attract more enemies to rescue the wounded. In this way, whether it is choosing to kill the enemies who are reinforced or let the enemy split their hands to take care of the wounded, although it is a bit cruel, it can maximize the benefits.

But what Ergou couldn't understand was that those "black warriors" didn't care about their comrades' life or death, and let the wounded moan in pain. The other "black warriors" were indifferent. Except for the occasional stimulation of blood, others were still standing in place and shooting at the squad.

With Chen Ergou's support, the team finally withstood the firepower and rushed through the 200-meter death line and came to the entrance of the control tower. This happened to be the shooting dead corner of the control tower. The "Black Warrior" located at a high place could not pose any threat to the team.

Zhao Qiang and Cai Jiashu looked at each other, nodded silently, and rushed into a strange environment to rescue hostages countless times in prison. From the initial nervousness and arrogance to the flowing flowing water now, the team experienced a transformation process. Every time they were training, the environment in the venue would change. No one knew what the decorations in the room looked like, and no one knew what the hostages and the hijackers were in.

Each attack only takes 3 seconds, which is the reaction time of the human eye to the flash bomb. After this time, anything can happen, narrow doors, complex indoor environments, and any seemingly minor mistakes may endanger the entire operation.

No one spoke, the faint smell of blood floated out of the crack of the door, and a tense atmosphere filled the air. This was the first time the team carried out a real hostage rescue operation. It took a thousand days for soldiers to use troops, and at this moment it was testing the effectiveness of daily training.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

All commands were issued through gestures, and the gesture representing "three" sank down. Zhao Qiang suddenly pushed open the closed door. A flash bomb flew out of Cai Jiashu's hand and rolled into the control tower on the ground. A loud bang, accompanied by a flash, the strong shock of up to 8 million lumens and 170 decibels made the "black warrior" stationed at the bottom instantly lose his resistance.

When Wang Baoquan recovered from the shock of the bombardment, the battle at the bottom of the control tower had ended. The bodies of the "Black Warrior" were lying all over the ground, and blood flowed out from the two blood holes on their foreheads and chests, without a sound. Five murderous warriors with oil paint on their faces had taken over.

Wang Baoquan stood up. Although he still couldn't figure out the current situation, the honor of the soldier made him unwilling to face the group of strangers in standard military uniforms in such a mess. He had a complete military uniform that had become wrinkled. Even in the most dangerous situation, he still wiped the star on his shoulders with a sharp shiny look.

After seeing the hostage's appearance clearly, Cai Jiashu was stunned at first, then jogged over, stood at attention in front of Wang Baoquan with a "bang". After a standard military salute, he said with a serious face: "Reported by Cai Jiashu, the second lieutenant of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, and his tactical team! Hello, Chief!" Cai Jiashu recognized the old man who looked a little embarrassed and looked a little listless, but he still had a momentum of not being angry but was Major General Wang Baoquan.

"Please rest." Wang Baoquan replied with his salute, his eyes were already a little wet. The men standing like javelins in front of him were men who stood like javelins. These were Chinese soldiers. No matter when and where, no matter what environment it was, Chinese soldiers were always passionate men fighting on the front line.

From beginning to end, Zhao Qiang did not react much. Most of the time, his eyes were always staring at the elevator. When the team members saluted, Zhao Qiang was even more unmoved. He nodded to Wang Baoquan and said hello, no matter how the team members turned their eyes away.

Wang Baoquan noticed this maverick man. He saw at a glance that this somewhat rebellious man was not a soldier, but he seemed to have seen that he had seen the back somewhere and couldn't remember it for a moment.

Zhao Qiang had been a little impatient. Zhao Qiang didn't care. He had been delayed in the hall for too long. His wife was in danger. The old man was still talking about useless things here. He ignored Cai Jiashu's smile and said impatiently: "Chief Wang, right? Why are you locked up here by these guys?"

"Call me Uncle Wang, you are not a soldier, you don't need to pay attention to those broken rules." Wang Baoquan did not have Zhao Qiang's bad tone and made a temper. He saw countless people and could tell at a glance that Zhao Qiang was not a soldier.

"They said they were policemen. At that time, we put them in in an emergency. Unexpectedly, they put medicine in our meals, so..." A Wang Baoquan's guard was shy and blushed, and rushed to answer Zhao Qiang's question for Wang Baoquan.

"Police?" A bad idea flashed through Zhao Qiang's mind. Could it be him? He hurriedly asked, "Police? What is the name of their leader?"

"I've seen his police officer certificate, and the person in charge is Li Zixin." Wang Baoquan said.

Li Zixin! It's really him! He is really afraid of anything he wants. The enemy is narrow and the road is so big that he is not dead yet. This is a difficult thing.

Zhao Qiang knows Li Zixin very well, he is so stupid and capricious. Peng Sha falls into his hands. It is hard to say that he knows Peng Sha’s identity and controls her alone. He just wants her as the trump card to deal with him. Li Zixin, Li Zixin, if you still ask you to live this time, I will take your surname!

"Young man, what's your name?" Wang Baoquan asked. He wanted to make sure whether this person was the one in his memory.

"My name is Zhao Qiang. If you don't talk about these useless things, what's going on now?" Zhao Qiang felt even more anxious when he learned about the enemy's situation.

"There are probably dozens of people on it, with guns on it, and there is only one hostage, a woman about 25 years old. It's probably the case, and the specific situation is not clear." As a hostage, Wang Baoquan can only know so much about the situation.

"Okay! Let's go!" Zhao Qiang turned around and ordered towards the team.

"Comrades, thank you for your hard work!" Wang Baoquan patted Zhao Qiang on the shoulder and said, "The battle is not over yet. The enemy is still on top. They still have hostages in their hands. The next battle will be even more difficult. Do comrades have confidence?" As soon as he escaped from danger, Wang Baoquan returned to his former majesty. He knew that it was not the time to speak.
Chapter completed!