Facing two furious gunmen wielding an A74U shooting at him, Mountain Eagle wisely stuck to the pillar, turned halfway around, then amidst a series of rattling impacts, he changed his pistol magazine while awkwardly smiling at the terrorist holding the loose trigger...

The terrorist felt provoked, bent down to grab a deceased comrade's MP7, and aimed to shoot at Mountain Eagle.

At this moment, Mountain Eagle was like a mouse in a bellows, suppressed by firepower on one side, clearly capable of easily taking down the opponent on the other, but he didn't dare to act, afraid that the guy would trigger the bomb upon dying.

This type of human bomb holding a loose trigger is the toughest to handle. As proven, as long as a person does not fear death, the more crude and simple the detonation system is designed, the harder it is to crack.

Faced with being attacked from both sides, Mountain Eagle gritted his teeth, ready to avoid the firing line of the human bomb and take on the two server gunmen when...

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"Pop pop pop pop..."

Donkey and Kobe, who had been quiet all along, finally stepped forward...

The bullets from Donkey's P226 and Kobe's Glock 17 shot dead one server gunman on the spot, successfully knocking down another.

With room to breathe, Mountain Eagle stuck to the pillar and turned halfway around, avoiding the firing line of the human bomb, then forcefully waved his hand at Kobe, who wanted to shoot the human bomb, shouting loudly, "Don't shoot, there's a bomb..."

Kobe's hearing was affected by the shock bomb and couldn't hear what Mountain Eagle was shouting at all, but Donkey beside him heard the boss's call, frightening him into scrambling and rolling towards Kobe, tackling him to the ground.

"Da da da da..."

At this moment, the human bomb exhibited extreme frenzy, yelling and shooting while walking towards the corpses of several comrades, slinging several ammo-equipped MP7s onto himself, holding the trigger in one hand and controlling the MP7, approaching Mountain Eagle's direction.

Mountain Eagle watched as bullets punched small holes into the restaurant's second-floor floor-to-ceiling window, glanced at the nearly two hundred still-alive hostages in the restaurant, and shouted loudly over the radio, "Donkey, break the floor-to-ceiling window and jump out..."

At this time, Mountain Eagle couldn't dare to shoot the human bomb. Instead, relying on his super situational awareness, he maneuvered around the circular pillar like an eagle catching chickens, attracting the guy's attention.

Donkey, a seasoned veteran of prolonged battles, knew there was no time for hesitation at this moment...

He heard the boss's call, grabbed Kobe's ear and shouted a few times, then the two supported Blonde Ada to stand up, rushing toward the floor-to-ceiling window while shooting...

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"Crash..."

The cracked floor-to-ceiling window broke open when hit by two people, and the three jumped out together.

Just when Mountain Eagle was preparing to replicate the escape while the human bomb was switching guns, a large caliber bullet pierced the floor-to-ceiling window, hitting the human bomb's head...

The bullet blew off the guy's skull, and the top half of his head exploded instantly like a watermelon struck by a metal rod, leaving only the jaw nervously opening and closing, seemingly trying to scream...

Mountain Eagle rushed out the moment this guy died, but not outwards, as there was simply no time.

He chose to stick to the pillar, turned halfway around, then flying tackled the human bomb before he let go, grabbing his tightly held left hand.

The instant two people hit the ground, Mountain Eagle seemed like he was electrified, his body bouncing as his legs kicked hard against the ground, dragging the human bomb's corpse about a meter toward the pillar.

Then another large caliber bullet struck again, hitting the human bomb's body...

The human bomb's abdomen was like being hit by a siege ram, half the belly completely blown open, intestines flying several meters entwined around Mountain Eagle's feet.

At this moment, Mountain Eagle couldn't care less, he grasped the human bomb's left hand tightly, kicked hard with both feet, returning to cover behind the pillar...

"Donkey, there's a sniper from the hotel direction, tell them not to open fire, fuck, these idiots are about to screw everything up..."

As Mountain Eagle was yelling loudly, another bullet hit the beam where he was...

"Pa"

The large caliber bullet did not penetrate the 60 cm concrete-clad-in-marble beam, but flying marble fragments cut like blades, hitting several unlucky people hiding under a nearby table...

Watching those people sobbing in fear, Mountain Eagle gripped the human bomb's left hand tightly, forcibly raising it, pulling the tattered body toward himself, completely avoiding the sniper's firing line...

"Donkey..."

Donkey, having jumped downstairs, heard Mountain Eagle's call. He first shouted a few times at Kobe, discovering this guy's hearing was still not fully restored, then ripped open Kobe's suit, pulling out a document from his inner pocket...

He then gazed at a group of armed ISA special forces advancing...

Donkey raised Kobe's Homeland Security Department credentials high, limping a few steps towards the ISAs, then kneeling on the ground with both hands raised as they pointed their guns at him...

"Don't shoot, tell the snipers to cease fire. There are hundreds of hostages and suicide bombers upstairs, and the other side is using loose trigger fuses..."

As Donkey shouted, another gunshot echoed from the high floors of the distant hotel...

Upon hearing his boss's angry roar in the radio, Donkey threw away his pistol and stood up in rage. He brandished his badge at an ISA member, ignoring his blocking gestures, and yelled furiously with his chest pushed against the gun barrel: "Did you fucking hear that?

Are you all idiots?

There are hostages and suicide bombers upstairs..."

A few ISA members exchanged glances, then a large man among them called out a few times into the radio. A few seconds later, the group suddenly froze, before the large man pushed Donkey and rushed into the first floor of the restaurant...

"The shooter isn't one of ours..."

Donkey heard this...

"What fuck??"

At this moment, Mountain Eagle upstairs also heard the large man's words over the radio and shouted angrily: "Are you all fucking idiots?

Use smoke grenades or set those cars on fire to block the sniper's line of sight, hurry..."

"Bang"

Another bullet hit the beam column where Mountain Eagle was hiding, this time the bullet grazed the side edge of the column, shattering a huge amount of marble fragments...

Some fragments hit the body of the bomber, causing Mountain Eagle to nervously wrap his legs around the bomber's chest, ready to use his own body to protect the bomb on this guy's chest.

By this time, Donkey had reacted and snatched a smoke grenade from the large man's chest, he rushed up the restaurant's internal staircase to the second floor, then pulled the smoke grenade and threw it towards the direction of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The arriving ISA members also realized what they needed to do. They fired a few shots at the gas tanks of several cars along the roadside, then smashed the car windows and tossed an offensive hand grenade inside each, subsequently flicking a lighter to ignite the car's gas tanks.

Following the previous explosion of vehicles, the newly ignited car fires billowed black dense smoke, completely covering the nearby streets...

At this moment, only then did the United States Secret Service realize that their attention had been diverted by explosions and fighting from the restaurant's direction, leaving enough opportunity for the real terrorists to enter the hotel and take control...

In retrospect, it seems particularly complicated, but in reality, the people who infiltrated the hotel demonstrated tremendous professionalism.

Some had checked into the hotel in advance, while others took advantage of the chaos to break into the hotel as the Secret Service floundered.

They didn't linger in the crowded first-floor lobby; instead, after breaking into the hotel, they shot and killed several Secret Service security personnel, leaving two people in the lobby to hold hostages and maintain control, while the rest headed directly to the 10th floor.

Then they cut off the hotel's power supply, using bombs in coordination with manpower to swiftly block all the emergency staircases and rooftops...

In just 10 minutes, all personnel stranded above the hotel's tenth floor became rats in a jar, and conveniently, among them were the deputy foreign ministers from the island country, South Korea, England, Australia, and Canada.

The terrorists who stormed the hotel weren't in a hurry for negotiations; they left a bomb in the first-floor lobby to buy time, with one group guarding each emergency staircase, seemingly wanting to clash with the Secret Service...

The other group began to clear the rooms where the deputy foreign ministers were located...

Since security at the site was managed by the United States, those deputy foreign ministers' bodyguards did not carry weapons, and they were all staying on the same floor.

Instead of launching a mass slaughter upon breaking in, the terrorists donned gloves and gas masks, carrying a spray bottle to personally greet these panicked bigwigs one by one.

Swift action, clear objectives, thorough preparations. Most importantly, these terrorists didn't do anything superfluous.

Among guests below the 10th floor were many big shots and influential experts, but they weren't harassed. They were left to flee in panic, creating chaos.

Above the 10th floor, except for the deputy foreign ministers, others weren't troubled, as terrorists just asked them to stay in their rooms and not to move around recklessly.

Orderly and methodical, alongside a willingness to exert violence on the non-compliant, the terrorists quickly controlled the situation.

Meanwhile, Mountain Eagle utilized the cover of smoke to call Donkey over. Together, they cautiously dragged the bomber's corpse to a new position.

When ISA members reached the second floor, they saw Mountain Eagle holding the bomber's left hand tightly while Donkey supported most of the bomber's body, carefully retreating into the stairwell.

A short-haired muscular lady soldier watched Mountain Eagle's feet, wrapped in a few intestines, making 'squelch, squelch' sounds as he walked...

Donkey's support of the bomber's body left the wound on its abdomen exposed, spilling internal organs everywhere, leaving a frightening trail on the ground.

"Shit, this guy's courage is made of iron..."