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Chapter 1431 Acting

Wu Mengxi and the others naturally saw Buck who was walking slowly upstairs and hurried downstairs, hoping that even if there was a little chance, they could say a few words, but when Buck saw that they didn't even look like a passerby, Natasha could realize that the situation might be a bit serious: "He should have been staring at him all the time, we have to be extra careful... Starting today, we will move to the staff room downstairs to stay..."

There is still a considerable part of this hotel being renovated, so it is not open to the public, and there are many empty rooms, but it can accommodate billionaires and not live in a senior suite, and live in the staff dormitory in the backyard of the building. Ye Mingjing is a little dissatisfied.

Natasha rarely has patience: "Once something happens, especially a gunfight or an explosion, such a small and high-rise building is the most dangerous. There is neither a depth to hide nor a way to escape. It is easy to be trapped there and encounter danger. We live in the dormitory bungalow behind us, and we can get in the car and evacuate at any time... Although there is no place to retreat in this capital, as long as our people gather, I have the confidence to resist any attack."

Wu Mengxi's sense of crisis is much stronger: "I heard Natasha's right... I'm only worried about Lao Ba now..." Maybe he felt nervous when he said the other girls' faces, and quickly joked: "It's mainly because I looked at the Iraqi girl up close. Her face was not so festive and she didn't have a good husband!"

Natasha spat back: "What kind of husband? It's absolutely impossible!"

Ye Mingjing also felt that she was a bit far-fetched to smile. They had witnessed the sudden tense city situation in the transparent high-end suite these two days. Wu Mengxi regretted that she shouldn't have come here rashly. What if it was added to the burden on Buck, but when she was about to leave, she felt reluctant to leave. No matter what happened, she would feel at least at least feel at a little closer. Moreover, Natasha also guaranteed that her people had enough combat effectiveness.

The two fifteen-year-old girls have been standing by the door as maids, secretly turning their eyes to the small pistol on the back of their waists!

Natasha has taught them these weapons knowledge a lot these days. It seems that Nannan’s education growth has completely gone awry. Fortunately, she has been speaking English in Southeast Asia recently.

Gulisa's spoken language was unprecedentedly stuttering: "What... should I do?" Sports shoes couldn't help but retreated back, and the soldiers had already started shouting: "Stop! Who are you? Stop and be inspected immediately!"

In 0.1 second, Buck felt that he had a chance to escape. If he was alone, or pushed Gulisa into the yard, the iron door that had just been opened could still cover him and turn around and run into the surrounding streets and alleys. He had surveyed this terrain and would not be desperate.

But obviously he couldn't do that kind of thing with the Kurdish girl. He calmed down on the metal railing, covered most of his body intentionally or unintentionally, and raised his smartphone with his left hand: "We are a tourist couple from Turkey, looking for a safe place to live, intending to resume external transportation and leave the city... We are broadcasting our thrilling journey with Twitter, and there are many viewers..."

According to Buck's observation over the past few days, the actual strength of the Maldives military and police is indeed very ordinary. For island countries with more than 1,000 islands, in fact, more than 200 people live in, with a total population of 200,000 to 300,000, this thousand army also includes a team like the Coast Guard that patrols and brings humanitarian rescue. The combat effectiveness can be imagined. However, unlike most military and police equipped with AK rifles, this powerful department of the Coast Guard should carry M4 rifles. If you look at it, you can find it more carefully. It is the 733 special rifle left by the United States in the 1970s and 1980s. From this detail, in the eyes of experts, the difference between the two can be distinguished at a glance. How to say, a team with old antique guns looks awesome, but in fact...

The muzzles of several 733 rifles had already pointed at the two at the door, and their fingers were placed on the trigger. It seemed that they could fire at any time, but looking at the lit screen facing them, it seemed that they were really their image. The commander wearing a baseball cap called out: "As long as you obey the order, we are a friendly country, only targeting those enemies who have malicious intentions towards us... Raise your hands and put your backpack on the ground with one hand, don't move! Spread your legs apart..." He looked very arrogant, as if he was leading the most powerful troops in the world.

It seems to be on this island, that's right.

Buck asked: "My wife is a Muslim, I ask the female staff to check her!"

There were no women in the more than ten people present. None of them were Muslims. They could understand this requirement and attack him first when they got up. One of them skillfully found the headset from Buck's scarf and followed the clues to find the intercom stuck in the back!

Buck squinted his eyes and stood motionless on the sliding door guardrail. He felt that the other person's hand pulled open the shirt around his waist instead of following the practice of body searching from top to bottom from the back of the neck, and his heart was a little brighter!

Sure enough, the other two opened his backpack directly, but except for seeing a small first aid kit the size of a palm, they were two or three pieces of changing clothes and five or six bottles of drinking water!

Use a water bottle to press out that heavy appearance!

But there was no trace of gun bullets!

Even the telescopic baton was gone!

The same result was also true when I opened Gulisa's backpack. The only intercom I was searched for. Buck shrugged and turned his head to explain: "I have always used it as an FM radio. In such a chaotic situation, I must listen to various messages from local radio stations. If you don't believe me, listen to the headphones..." Most of the high-end intercoms in the entire band have the function of listening to FM stereo. This time, all the intercom systems models carried by NATO contractors are not military versions. This explanation is a bit far-fetched, but it is absolutely reasonable. Many travelers have the habit of carrying intercoms.

Gulisa, who held her head with both hands, was ordered to pull up the hem of her shirt with one hand, revealing her waist. The girl looked humiliated and indignant, but it was obvious that no gun could be hidden in the clothes that were close to her skin.

After looking through the passport and visa, more than a dozen soldiers stood there at a loss and studied Buck's smartphone, disdaining the Nokia straight-board phone thrown in their backpack. In the end, the arrogant commander seemed to receive some message from his headphones and waved his hand: "Looking forward to a happy journey in Mahaddae!" Saying a military salute, then a group of people turned around and left, disappearing from the other side of the street...

Gulisa squatted slowly with some trembling. Obviously, the girl was so nervous that her heart was about to jump out. But Buck steadily packed all the items back into her backpack, sorted out two bags, hung the intercom on her waist, put on the telescopic air headset, and changed the internal frequency agreed by the channel in advance: "Call the mountain eagle, call the mountain eagle... The husband has arrived at his destination."

The sizzling communication frequency seemed to hesitate for a moment, and a voice came: "If there is something... please wait a little..."

Buck leaned outside the wall of the carved railings of the business residence as if nothing had happened, and slid to the base of the wall to find a cigarette and lit it. He squinted his eyes to observe the surrounding environment. Only he could see the slight trembling of his fingers. He understood that this seemingly calm scene, and he and Gulisa were basically passing by the god of death!

The cover of the 733 rifle can only be opened by loading. The two rifles aimed at him just now have been loaded and opened. If the other party is really an elite force that has been used to control guns all day long, if there is no definite news, ordinary patrols and searches do not need to be so nervous, and the action of lifting your clothes is even more accurate!

If I hadn't known that the mobile phone was watching the scene in front of the Internet live broadcast, maybe I wouldn't have given myself any chance to search or defend myself and shot him to death!

As long as the two of them fall to the ground and find guns from their backpacks, it will be a great culprit!

Maybe his Asian appearance can be pushed to China!

The Chinese are instigating and inciting such unrest behind their backs!

The body and the guns in the backpack became the best evidence...

Buck definitely believes that this is not his imagination!

Maybe I brought myself here just to play this role!

At this moment, he was sweating coldly on his back!

I was so scared that I was sweating!

But in this information age, everyone present has been photographed and spread, so they have to follow the procedures...

Gulisa squatted and moved over for two steps, leaned against Buck's shoulder, almost limp. She had experienced the battlefield, and like Buck, she could feel the soldiers' determination to shoot and kill people. She murmured and raised her head and reached out to take off the cigarette from Buck's mouth and sucked hard: "Fortunately... there is you..."

Buck silently touched another cigarette and lit it. The two looked like a miserable couple after the drug addiction attack.

But before he finished smoking, he heard the sound of the door behind him opening and closing. A series of chaotic steps ran out of the business residence. The three locals surrounded Basson with surprise expressions: "The military and police searched here just now! Didn't you meet him?"
Chapter completed!
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