Han Lan didn't speak, but quietly made a few gestures with his hands behind his back.

Lee Myung-bak narrowed his eyes slightly, turned to look at the bonfire not far behind him that had not been extinguished, and then looked up at the leader of the green cloth banner who was giving an international greeting to the helicopter. After thinking for a moment, he finally looked at the wall covering

The gap created by the tank.

Han Lan stretched his neck as if nothing had happened, yawned, and glanced at the green cloth-striped soldiers around him to confirm the opponent's troop arrangements again.

At this time, Ken's negotiator slowly walked in from the gate with his hands raised, and countless guns in the factory were pointed at him.

His steps were a little shaky, but thinking of the responsibilities on his shoulders and the threat from his boss, he came in without hesitation.

The green cloth strip didn't want him to get too close, so the two sides just shouted from a distance of more than ten meters.

People on both sides spoke local dialect. Han Lan got a rough idea and translated it almost like this:

The leader of Green Bu Tiao said: "It's quite impressive."

Negotiator: "I have also met many terrorists."

The leader of Green Cloth Tiao: "You negotiators are really interesting. You always like to dance on graves."

Negotiator: "Unlike you, I am aboveboard."

The leader of the green cloth band: "Where is the person I want?"

Negotiation expert: "What I want from you may not guarantee safety."

The leader of Lubu Tiao said: "Huh, what do you mean? Are you coming over to chat?"

Negotiator: "Give you a chance."

Green cloth leader: "How can you give me a chance?"

Negotiation expert: "You didn't have a choice before, but now you can be a good person."

The leader of the green cloth band said: "Okay, let's talk to my brothers and see if they are willing to let me be a good person."

Negotiator: "That means dragging me to death."

Green cloth leader: "..."

Anyway, the two of them yelled for a long time, and Han Lan was a little confused. She felt like she was just wasting time, right?

Han Lan quietly took a look at the gap in the factory wall and the sniper position in the distance, but found no reflection.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally made a gesture to Lee Myung-bak.

Li Mingbo understood and took advantage of the negotiation to distract the green cloth soldiers, and quietly moved back.

Han Lan carefully untied the useless ribbon tied to the thigh of the makeup artist next to her, and then tied up the detonator in her hand.

Looking back at Lee Myung-bak, he was already squatting next to the bonfire.

"Will it come?" Han Lan muttered, then turned to look at the sniper position in the distance, and began to blink regularly.

After blinking twice, tears fell down.

"Brother Han, what's wrong with your eyes?" Yang Jie woke up at some point. He looked at the makeup artist leaning on him and felt a little surprised. He didn't dare to wake her up. Then he noticed Han Lan's discharge there.

Like blinking.

"Shh..."

"Don't make trouble, I'm summoning the heavenly soldiers." Han Lan whispered, wiping her tears and continuing to blink into the distance.

"WTF?"

"Morse Code, tell the people outside that I have dismantled the detonator, and come in quickly to deal with these grandsons."

"Armed rescue?" Yang Jie came to his senses and chuckled: "Brother Han, don't waste your efforts. Ken doesn't have the guts, nor the ability."

"Who told you that I was the one calling Ken?"

"Huh?" Yang Jie was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened when he thought of the heavenly soldiers Han Lan mentioned earlier: "You mean... you can't, right?"

"Why not?"

"How is it possible? Isn't it? We only need to put pressure on Ken, just like that time in the slums... Ken will try his best to ensure our safety, and even replace him with the green cloth daddy..." Yang Jieyue said

Towards the end, the voice became quieter, and he seemed to have thought of something.

"This time the situation is different. This has reached the bottom line."

"Brother Jie, if we bow our heads this time, won't the Chinese people become fragrant buns in the future? Haha, when did our country become a bargaining chip on their negotiation table?"

"Such a simple truth, my hometown will not be able to understand it. So this time, we must attack with thunder."

As he spoke, a familiar reflection in the distance appeared in his sight and disappeared in an instant.

"Get ready to lie down." Han Lan reminded in a low voice, then lowered her head and wiped her tears, and looked back at Lee Myung-bak.

"Huh?" Yang Jie was stunned for a moment.

At this time, on the other side of the negotiation, the leader of the green cloth strip was obviously a little impatient. He yelled at the negotiator, and then asked his subordinates to drag out one of Ken's hostages, intending to kill him first, so that Ken could see his blood.

Cries suddenly came from the pile of ken hostages. At this time, all the hostages in the factory were basically awake, and they all shrank their necks and trembled, not daring to move.

"Get down!"

Han Lan suddenly roared and threw the detonator tied in his hand towards the leader of the green cloth strip.

When everyone in the crew heard the native dialect, they instinctively chose to obey the command and fell down in unison. At this time, a piece of firewood that was still burning caught up with the detonator.

"boom!"

The head of the green cloth leader simply disappeared.

The sudden explosion also stunned the green-striped soldiers in the factory.

Immediately afterwards, a group of soldiers with green cloth strips were neatly shot and fell, and this reawakened the devil in their hearts.

The green-banded soldiers, who lost their command, began to point their guns at the hostages.

However, it's too late!

After another round of volley, all the green cloth soldiers fell down!

It wasn't until they were about to die that they saw the special forces who came in under the cover of explosions.

Before coming in, who was responsible for killing whom was assigned, and the efficiency was astonishingly high.

…

"Um...what happened?" The makeup artist girl finally woke up, raised her head and rubbed her eyes, looking at the commando team that had walked in at some point, and the familiar national flag on their armbands.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

No one explained to her that the special forces who took over the battlefield did not relax their vigilance. Except for the green cloth leader whose head was blown off, the others who fell on the ground, regardless of whether they were dead or not, kicked off their weapons and repaired them one by one.

Let’s talk about the gun.

From the time the detonator exploded to the time the gun was replenished, it took less than two minutes.

Then, start checking the scene to prevent any fish from slipping through the net.

"Is anyone injured?" Two people from the assault team came over to check on the hostages.

Everyone lying on the ground gradually recognized the person coming from their own family, and everyone felt relieved and shook their heads with tears in their eyes.

"Comrade, you guys..." The makeup artist lady looked at these divine soldiers in confusion, wanting to ask when they came in, and for a while she didn't know how to formulate her words.

At this time, the rest of the special operations team members who had inspected the battlefield came back, stood neatly in a row, and saluted!

"Now, you are safe!"
Chapter completed!