"Zizzi..."

Luke's intercom rang, "A1 calling C1."

"C1, received."

"Are there any casualties? Do you need support?"

"There are no casualties. Five terrorists have been killed. No support is needed for the time being. Over."

“Be safe over.”

Luke and Armand Haines searched the apartment on the first floor and found no more stubborn elements of terror.

The two parties met at the stairs and prepared to search on the second floor of the apartment.

The FBI agent who had been guarding the stairs walked to the corner of the first and second floors and pointed to the ground.

There is a white silk thread ten centimeters above the ground, with one end connected to the stair handrail and the other end connected to the discarded items in the corner.

Armand Haines pointed at a team member and motioned for him to stay and try to defuse the bomb. The others crossed the silk thread and continued to the second floor.

The group of people went up to the corridor on the second floor and saw no one walking around.

Later, another FBI agent was left to guard the stairs, and Luke and Armand Haines led people to search the apartment rooms on both sides of the stairs separately.

This time, a Mexican agent took the initiative to take over Luke's lead. Luke had just demonstrated his abilities and won their trust.

With a sound of "Bang!", the door was knocked open.

"FBI!"

The detectives rushed into the room one after another. The room was filled with a lot of clutter and furniture, but no one suspected of being a terrorist was found.

Then, Luke led the people out of the room.

The black detective broke open the door of the second apartment with a door breaker.

"FBI!"

There are people living in this room, but still no one is seen.

"Da da……"

Suddenly, there was a burst of gunfire outside the room.

Luke hurriedly walked out of the room and went to the corridor to check. The agent guarding the stairs was shot and fell to the ground.

Luke held the gun in both hands and walked towards the stairs.

On the other side of the stairs, Armand Haines also rushed out of the room with a gun. After seeing Luke on the opposite side, he lowered the muzzle of the gun.

"Bang bang..."

At this moment, Luke fired in his direction.

Armand Haines was startled and broke into a cold sweat.

He instinctively wanted to shoot, but seeing that it was Luke, he suppressed the desire to shoot again.

He felt no pain on his body, so he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and looked behind him, and found a middle-eastern man falling slowly at the end of the corridor in the apartment.

Armand Haines raised his thumb and said, "The marksmanship is good."

Luke walked over to the injured agent to check. He had been shot in the head and had no breathing or pulse.

Luke shook his head at Armand Haynes, who sighed softly.

"Da da da……"

At this time, another burst of gunfire rang out from the third floor.

Luke put on a new magazine and said, "I will take people up to the third floor to support the SWAT team, and you will take people to continue searching the second floor."

"Okay, be careful."

Luke left one agent guarding the stairs and took the other two agents up to the third floor.

To prevent accidental injury, Luke shouted, "FBI."

Luke was the first to go up to the third floor to observe the situation in the corridor.

A human head appeared in the second room on the left, wearing a bulletproof helmet. It was a member of the special service team, shouting, "Be careful, there should be terrorists in the room on the right."

Luke asked, "Have you found the target?"

"Yes, we have him under control."

At this moment, the door to the third room on the right suddenly opened, and a Middle Eastern man carrying a rocket showed his head.

"Bang bang bang..."

Luke fired several shots, and the Middle Eastern man fell backwards. The rocket deflected and shot directly towards the roof.

"Rumble..."

A large hole was blown in the roof, and rocks fell on the corridor.

Subsequently, the three Lukes and two special service members joined together, searched the remaining rooms in the third-floor apartment, and killed another terrorist hiding in the room.

Three members of the special service team were killed, four were injured, and one was responsible for guarding terrorist Halder Abbas.

Luke checked the identity of Halder Abbas. He was shot in the shoulder, but his life was not in danger. His hands were tied and his mouth was gagged. Then Luke helped the injured SWAT team member downstairs.

Armand Haines also completed the search and found two more terrorists in the apartment on the second floor.

Among them, an FBI agent was injured.

Later, everyone supported the injured team member and escorted Halder Abbas down the apartment building.

Lynne Blois rushed over and asked about the casualties.

When she learned that one of the supporting FBI agents was dead and one injured, she was sad but relieved.

The well-equipped and well-trained SWAT team killed three people and injured four others. The danger in the apartment can be imagined.

Lynne Blois patted each agent on the shoulder and said encouragingly, "Well done."

The black agent looked frightened and said, "Thanks to Advisor Li, he kicked away a grenade that was about to explode in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

Another Mexican agent was also grateful, "Yes, if it weren't for Consultant Li, I might not be able to stand and speak."

Luke patted the two of them on the shoulders and said, "Guys, don't be like little girls and treat me to a drink when you have time!"

"my pleasure."

"Woooooooo..."

The ambulance rushed to the scene and carried the injured person to the car.

The TV station's car also rushed to the area and took pictures of the scene.

Lynne Blois was on hand to maintain order.

Luke and Armand Haines escort Halder Abbas away from the scene.

The car drove forward, and after making sure no one was following it, it drove into the Rojit Slaughterhouse.

The FBI agents first inspected the slaughterhouse, then took Halder Abbas out of the car, escorted him into the slaughterhouse building, and handcuffed him to a chair.

Armand Haines walked up to Halder Abbas, removed his chin, took off the cloth in his mouth, checked his mouth and teeth, and released him after confirming that there was no hidden poison.

chin.

Armand Haines looked at Luke aside, "Counsellor Li, are you asking, or am I asking?"

"You do it."

There were many FBI casualties in this operation. Halder Abbas was taken to this remote place, and the way he was treated was obviously not gentle.

Armand Haines raised Halder Abbas's chin and asked him to look up at him, "Who instructed you to go to Stevens Community College to carry out a terrorist attack?"

Halder Abbas glared at him and spat on the ground.

Armand Haines put down his chair directly, and a bald FBI agent came over carrying a bucket and a towel.

Armand Haines skillfully covered Halder Abbas's face with a towel. The bald FBI agent held Halder Abbas down. Armand Haines picked up a bucket and poured water on Halder.

·On ​​Abbas's face, the water flowed so fast that it could just cover the mouth and nose of Halder Abbas.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Halder Abbas groaned in pain, struggling desperately, but was held down by the bald FBI agent.

Halder Abbas's body twitched and he gradually lost his consciousness of resistance. Armand Haines stopped watering and lifted the towel from Halder Abbas' head.

"Uh oh..."

Halder Abbas spurted a large amount of water from his mouth and nose, panting heavily, and his face was distorted.

Armand Haines did not ask, but looked at Halder Abbas quietly. The bald agent came back with another bucket of water. After a while, Halder Abbas' breathing stabilized, and again

Being held down by the bald detective.

Cover your face with a towel and water it.

Halder Abbas struggled again, moaning in pain, and his body showed irregular twitches. Although Halder Abbas's expression could not be seen, he could still feel his pain and helplessness.
To be continued...