After Becoming a Little Sister

After all, ten of them were all hypnotized, and only five were really worthy of vigilance. As long as they moved quickly, it would not be a problem at all.

But on her side, she was extremely confident, while the commander of the Marine Corps was extremely dark-faced.

This person is sick!How could such a reckless rescue operation with no tactics at all be approved!

Glancing at the other party's confident expression, the commander twitched the corners of his mouth, and said in his heart that if you can be approved, I will eat the gun in my hand right now——

"Assist the other party in action, this is an order."

go down... what? !

"This..." Gritting his teeth, the commander of the Marine Corps called his superior again, but he still got the same order.

"The other party is not an ordinary person, trust them, and the real target is not here, the other party should still be hidden in the crowd."

Perhaps the headquarters felt that they needed to give an explanation to the front-line soldiers, or clarified some facts, such as Mrs. Jin's recognized strength, and the real behind-the-scenes is actually more worthy of attention.

"You are in charge of the area around the martial law, don't be impulsive, just mark suspicious targets after you find them."

"What about combat?"

"There are still three or ten minutes at most. We have a special friendly unit that is about to enter the field. If she is here, it is only a matter of time before we catch the opponent."

"A friendly unit? A special combat squad?"

"No, it's just one person——Okay, let's carry out the order."

"……Yes!"

Can't understand, the world has changed, the times have changed, messy thoughts linger in his mind.

But he still took out two flash bombs and handed them to Mrs. Jin. After thinking for a while, he unloaded his pistol: "Can you use a gun?"

"Yes, but I don't need it. I use my fist faster." Mrs. Jin smiled: "Really, believe me, I will bring them out."

"...Hoo." Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, the commander of the Marine Corps lowered his voice: "I believe you this time, but if you are just trying to be brave and hurt innocent hostages - I will not let you go of!"

"Are you threatening me?" Mrs. Jin narrowed her eyes slightly, her fierce aura suddenly stood up like a tiger showing its claws.

"I'm just telling you the truth!" The commander of the Marine Corps, who felt that it was becoming difficult to breathe, refused to budge, and the eyes that met Mrs. Jin's eyes even had a bit of a fierce look: "Don't worry about it because of your own selfishness." Big, let innocent people get hurt! If you can’t do it, let us do it!”

People die?Then the other party has to step on our corpses first!

"Hahahahaha——" Mrs. Jin burst out laughing, her momentum relaxed immediately, and she patted the other person's shoulder: "Good man! I'll treat you to a drink when I'm done working! Good job!"

"……"Neuropathy!

Although he really wanted to say this, the commander of the Marine Corps put away his complaints, made a few tactical gestures, and asked his teammates to disperse to control several key points nearby, and set up their guns to prevent someone from suddenly jumping out and performing bad actions. Necessary drama.

Mrs. Jin looked at her watch again, then swept around, her expression gradually calming down.

These hostage takings are just trivial matters, the real trouble lies with the guy who is hiding.

And Mrs. Jin has enough reasons to suspect that the man with the short sword she met back then was not the real mastermind behind the scenes, but like these people, he was just a subordinate or puppet of the mastermind behind the scenes. After all, such a disgusting thing, Not like the guy with the short sword would make it.

Whether it is boxing posture or swordsmanship, it is an extension of character. A cautious person uses a sword with a three-pointer at any time, and a reckless man always uses twelve points when he punches without leaving any room for himself.

Like his own master, throwing swords and fists like dancing, walking on the edge of life and death, in fact, it is self-confidence in one's ability, enough to control everything, no matter what you do, such an existence is a typical wise man .

And the new sister of char siu...

Mrs. Jin recalled her master's evaluation--a person who is open and close, and who was born in the army. This kind of person is clearly an iron-blooded commander. Why is she a little girl... The sense of disobedience is really strong enough.

As for the swordsman's sword before, it was almost to the extreme, it was crisp and sharp, and it was a typical assassin's style.

When this kind of person encounters a problem, he either comes up to solve the problem, or retreats directly.

So Mrs. Jin was waiting, and when she made a move, the other party would also make another move, which would show her feet.

The only pity is that there are only two high-end combat powers at present, and I am not absolutely sure that I will try to counter the opponent the moment the opponent makes a move.

We can only rely on the soldiers of the Marine Corps to try to catch the opponent, and then force him into no man's land, and use the most brutal way to directly solve the guy who raised the question, and directly solve the problem.

And if it really doesn't work, you can only wait for a while, and wait until a new force joins in...

Just as Mrs. Jin was getting a little confused, a request from the hostage-taker came from the hotel——

"Listen, people out there! We want two helicopters! Two speedboats! Then demand the release of General Neha, who is being held in Siam! Or we'll kill the hostages immediately!"

Madam Jin raised her eyebrows immediately and looked in the direction of the hotel.

"what happened?"

"They made a request!"

"General Neha? Who is that?"

"What the hell—Siamese? What does that have to do with us?"

"Worry-Free Island is nominally an island of Siam. Although it was purchased privately, it still shows on the map that it belongs to Siam."

"It belongs to a fart! How many divisions and ships does he have in Siam?! Bastard!"

All of a sudden, the surrounding crowd became enraged and became a little chaotic.

The head maid with a gold border leaned over and said in a low voice: "There are still people on the other side. They hijacked the security room of the hotel just now, and the broadcasting system has been controlled by the other party. What should we do now?"

"...Prepare the plane and speedboat." Madam Jin lowered her eyes: "Go."

"Is it okay?"

"Before you figure out how many people the opponent can control, don't think so much. It's okay to paralyze the opponent first. Could it be that this guy is a special alien? How can he still have this ability... Hypnotizing people is so simple ?”

Mrs. Jin muttered to herself, somewhat puzzled.

I have never heard of such a No. [-] person, neither in the past nor in the future.

Being able to severely injure one's junior sister with one blow, and having such a convenient method of hypnosis, if this kind of person hangs out in the dark world, he can easily get a big name. Could it be the official backup of some country in the future?

There must be some people in the pockets of all countries that are not revealed, and there are quite a few in the Republic. How long has it been since the establishment of the Ninth Bureau? The mountain is not dewy, but this talent is like water in a sponge, squeezed and splashed everywhere.

Mrs. Jin can't guarantee whether this weird guy is also a hidden existence. If that is the case, it proves that the incident of invading the island of worry-free has evolved from a mere organization's boldness to a game between countries.

There are only two people in the whole world who can confront the Republic head-on, and they are beyond the scope of suspicion at the moment.

However, some small countries dare not confront them head-on, and they still have the courage to play tricks and disgusting people, and they are very big-this is very troublesome to investigate thoroughly. Ordinary organizations are not of the same magnitude, and it is impossible to guarantee that the other party will have more backup.

Mrs. Jin clicked her tongue, somewhat displeased that the other party took the lead again with just such a small trick.

"What about your response? The countdown is 3 minutes! If you don't give a response, we will immediately kill a hostage!"

The other party repeated the threat in three languages. The head maid with gold rims discussed with the others, raised her hand and walked slowly into the empty hotel lobby at the moment: "I am here to negotiate——your request, we need Prepare, and it will take time to contact Siam officials...don't get excited..."

"Who are you? Do you mean what you say! Don't move! Turn your back on us!"

The lobby is still brightly lit, with a huge crystal chandelier, a huge paved carpet, surrounded by various green plants and decorations, two rows of sofas for meeting guests have been turned upside down and stacked outside the corner as obstacles, blocking everyone's sight .

"I'm a staff member of Worry-free Island." The head maid inlaid with gold rims raised her hands empty, indicating that she was not threatening, and turned around.

While turning around, her eyes glanced over the other person's head inadvertently—there is indeed a ventilation hole in the ceiling over there, which means that the ventilation duct extends to their heads, and this is the only intrusion so far. aisle.

While looking outside, she also found that Mrs. Jin who was standing at the door had disappeared, and the little maid she sent to pick up the things rushed back, her hands supporting her knees, and she looked panting.

"..."

"Staff? People from Song's Heavy Industries?"

"Yes, I work in Song's Heavy Industry, you can ask for anything you want, don't hurt the hostages."

With their backs turned to each other, Mrs. Jin’s voice came from the communicator at the ear of the gold-rimmed headmaid covered by her hair——

[Hold them, I have already entered the pipeline, trying to cover up my voice. 】

The gold-rimmed maid raised her eyebrows and said loudly: "If you want money, I can give you the money. Is it okay to exchange hostages?"

"Can't!"

"100 million US dollars, in cash." The head maid with gold trim tilted her head slightly: "Please let go of that child, I can be a hostage, or we can use money to exchange someone first, money is not a problem, but the child is innocent."

"Don't think about haggling! You are not qualified!" A mercenary leader holding a walkie-talkie in his hand and leaning against the obstacles said angrily, "I want to hear the official answer from Siam within 10 minutes!"

"...There is a problem with the communication of Wuyou Island. We can't receive signals from the outside world. It is difficult for us to fulfill your request, but we are preparing helicopters and speedboats."

"Isn't it you who caused the communication problem? Quickly restore it! If you don't restore it, I will kill you!"

"We didn't do it, and we can't use the communication system. I just sent someone to drive to notify you to complete your request."

"I don't care! I must get an answer within 10 minutes! If I don't get a reply after 10 minutes, then I will kill a person in 1 minute!"

"If all the hostages are killed, how do you plan to escape?"

"Escape? Bah—don't think I don't know your tricks! I never expected to escape! But as long as I can release General Neha, it's all worth it!"

"..."

The head maid embroidered with gold frowned, but she didn't expect the other party to insist on this excuse, looking like a dead soldier.

A slight sound came from the ceiling above the head of the head maid inlaid with gold, rustling as if something was rattling inside.

She moved her ears and raised her voice: "Whether the Siamese officials will release your generals is not something we can decide. If you release the hostages now, I can help you escape from the island of worry-free—after all we Song's Heavy Industries is only doing business, and absolutely does not want to be your enemy!"

It's a shitty business, Song's Heavy Industries can't wait to pull out a Star Destroyer from the dock right now, and throw all these ashes away!

"I said it! I don't care! I—"

And at the same time, there was a piercing sound from the public address system, which sounded like a malfunction of the public address system. In an instant, a [buzz——] noise directly enveloped the entire hotel. The broken sound of the public address system made people feel uncomfortable. I couldn't help but cover my ears.

The people outside are like this, and the people inside are no exception. The guy who hides behind the sofa barricades is careful not to show his head, even subconsciously raises his hands to cover his ears, and let go of the gun or the knife for a while. Yes, and no one immediately suspected that it was another problem.

【boom------】

At this moment, with an explosion from the ceiling, a jet-black figure suddenly fell from above.

The huge ventilation duct was directly torn open, and the iron sheet fluttered like a blade across the neck of the mercenary closest to the black-armored man, and then sank deeply into the wall decoration panel behind him.

The mercenary stood there stunned, his Adam's apple moved, and a line of blood stretched from between his neck and neck.

"puff----"

Blood mist gushes out!

The few remaining mercenaries immediately came to their senses and raised their guns to point at each other.

However, the flow of time in the whole world seemed to be slowed down. The man in the black armor couldn't see his face clearly, only his blond hair was still exposed, and was pulled back like a cloak by the movement. The whole person raised his hand Grabbed the gun closest to her directly.

palms together—

"Crack——"