Since 9/11, it was the first time such a serious terrorist attack occurred in the UA.
The FBA and the CIB were in a mess. No one knew where the heavily armed fighters came from, how they crossed the border, how they avoided customs, and transported such powerful firepower into Los Santos on the West Coast.
It had been fifteen minutes since the militants entered the embassy. The SWAT reinforcements finally arrived and surrounded the Xin embassy with armored vehicles. The Los Santos police force had never been so humiliated. The world-renowned L.A.P.D.S.W.A.T team, the ancestor of all modern SWAT teams, was suppressed by the firepower of terrorists.
After occupying the embassy, the militants set up light machine guns at the window of the embassy and threatened the special forces that attempted to approach with the hostages in their hands. These people neither put forward their own demands, nor did they express any intention to negotiate.
It was a stalemate.
With the help of the Internet, the impact of the attack immediately spread to the UA and even the world through major social media platforms.
Lawrence looked at the rows of cameras and the phones held by the people. Cold sweat began to form on his forehead.
Two hundred meters away, his partner, Brad, was lying next to the car in front of the embassy. Although his skull was smashed by a sniper rifle, he could still recognize that the body belonged to his partner, Brad.
He still couldn't imagine that this would happen after he left for just a short while.
The militants sat in the truck and swaggered into Venice Street. There was also the modified car hidden in the underground garage. Were the CIA people blind?
At this time, Sheriff Michael William of the Los Santos Police Department got out and walked to him.
"We can't wait any longer. We should immediately rush in to save them! The reporters are watching. The longer we delay, the more disadvantageous the situation will be for us. If the Army doesn't come, let SWAT do it — "
"Twenty Xin embassy staff, as well as Jiang Chen and his CEO. With the hostages in their hands, even the Capital doesn't dare to take the risk. Do you understand what I mean? Sheriff William, "Lawrence said with a gloomy expression.
"Then we're just going to wait here?" Michael said as he glared at the embassy door with hatred.
"That's the only way for now." Lawrence looked in the direction of the embassy. Even from this position, he could only see a rough outline.
Just then, the phone rang.
Lawrence and Sheriff William looked at each other, and finally, William stepped forward to answer the phone.
Unsurprisingly, it was a call from the White House, and it was from the President herself. She asked as soon as the call connected.
"How's the situation?"
"This is bad, we must prepare for the worst —"
"Mr. William," Hilary interrupted him.
"This is …?"
"I don't care what you do. I only ask one thing. Jiang Chen must live. Do you understand?"
Chief William held his breath, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
"Understood."
After hanging up, Hill rubbed her sore brows and then called the Xin Presidential Palace on Coro Island. Now that things had developed to this point, it was impossible to hide it anymore. It would be more sincere for him to call than for the other party to call and ask.
…
Even now, the United States did not know that the bargaining chip that they feared was not in this building.
Cham Rothschild also did not expect this. They searched all possible hiding places in the embassy, but they did not find where Jiang Chen was hiding. The only possibility was that Jiang Chen lied to the FBA and didn't stay in the embassy as he claimed, but sneaked to another place.
Since there was optical invisibility as a cover, it should not be difficult to avoid the FBA's eyes.
Jiang Chen was not there. From this point of view, the operation had failed.
But fortunately, Xia Shiyu was here, and they still had a backup plan to use.
According to the intelligence of the Freemasonry, the woman named Xia Shiyu was not only the CEO of Future Group but also the mistress of the owner of Future Group. Cham was not sure if she could be used as a bargaining chip to lure Jiang Chen out. After all, there were many women who might have a relationship beyond friendship with him.
As for the identity of the group's CEO, he did not expect anything. After all, for a behemoth like Future Group, there were as many senior workers as they wanted.
He was betting that Jiang Chen would take the phone instead of going to the UA government and urging the UA to immediately attack the militants in the embassy.
"The identity of the other party has been identified. Cham Rothschild is a member of the Rothschild family. He disappeared in 2009 while participating in a European mountaineering club event. A total of 16 mercenaries led by him are remnants of Arrow and former members of the Poison Arrow Special Forces …"
In the desert between Nevada and California, Jiang Chen sat in the cockpit of the Aurora-20, adjusting the aircraft's instruments while listening to the report from the Ghost Agents deployed in Los Santos.
"Got it."
"Is there anything else?" Penny asked.
"Go to a place for me. Someone may be waiting for me there. Keep an eye on him, but don't do anything yet. "Jiang Chen clicked on his watch and transferred the coordinates sent to him by Cham to Penny.
After receiving the coordinates, Bernie gently bit her lower lip and opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she stopped.
"What's the problem?" Jiang Chen asked.
"No, nothing …" Although she knew that she didn't have the right to ask, she hesitated for a moment and asked, "… Are you going to give up the people in the embassy?"
Her best friend, who was also her closest comrade, was currently in the embassy. If it weren't for the order from her superior, she would have rushed in.
"Did I say that?" Jiang Chen checked the weapon system and said emotionlessly.
"Sorry, I was being nosy."
"It's okay. Go now that you've received the coordinates."
After that, Jiang Chen hung up the communication, took a deep breath, and put his hand on the joystick.
Fifteen minutes ago, he slipped out of Area 51, climbed over the sand dunes at the fastest speed, came to the desert 2 kilometers away from the military base, and then returned to the apocalypse.
Half an hour later, Jiang Chen returned to the desert. Returning from the apocalypse with him was an Aurora-20 loaded with ammunition.
"With all due respect, you only have 2 hours of virtual flight time. I'm afraid it's not a good idea to directly operate the real plane." Jean's emotionless voice rang in Jiang Chen's ears, but it didn't change his decision.
"I know." After confirming that he didn't miss any steps, Jiang Chen slowly closed his eyes. "Even a talented pilot has to train for half a year."
"That's also my opinion," Jean said.
"But it doesn't apply to me." When he said this, Jiang Chen already opened his eyes.
A layer of blood red appeared in his pupils.
In his field of vision, the originally unfamiliar instrument became more familiar than ever in his mind.
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"I haven't used it in a long time." As he muttered to himself, Jiang Chen pushed the throttle forward with his left hand and skillfully adjusted the direction of the engine with his right hand.
The dust was blown around by the jet of air. Under the effect of lift, the Aurora-20 bounced vertically up to a height of ten or twenty meters. After a brief pause, the engine adjusted its direction, and at the same time, it ejected a more violent airflow, like an aurora rushing into the night sky …
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