The Virtuous Omega Disguised as the Vicious Colonel

A few police cars stopped outside the shopping mall in the downtown area of ​​Kata Star, and a cordon was pulled up in front of the gate. The street was blocked by crowds of onlookers.

"Everyone is scattered and scattered. There are bombs in the mall. For your own safety, please stay away from the scene."

A policeman held up a loudspeaker and kept warning, but only in which direction he was facing, would the crowd squirm down, and then rush forward.

"Damn, what's going on inside? I yelled for a few hours, and my voice was rustling." The policeman put down the loudspeaker and asked the people around him.

"No progress. Dozens of hostages are on the top floor with bombs tied to them. The murderer guards the only entrance. Whoever dares to go up will detonate the bomb."

There was a sudden cry from the crowd: "Sir, please save my daughter, she still hasn't come out inside."

A woman rushed to this side crying, but was stopped by the police maintaining order.

The anxious atmosphere spread, and other people shouted, "Mr. Police, are you okay? It's been a few hours, and nothing has happened."

"Yes, if it doesn't work, notify the army and let Colonel K come."

"Colon K can't do it, he will kill all the hostages together."

"The murderer may still have a few hostages. If Colonel K comes, it will be hard to say..."

Several policemen heard these comments and gave each other glances.

One person put a fist to his mouth and whispered: "The police department has asked the military department to send the king of spades."

"Fuck me!"

The policeman said again: "However, the military department issued an order not to allow him to hurt a hostage."

"Do you think he will listen?"

"Otherwise? Is there any other way? Just ask him to be less crazy."

As time passed by, there was still no movement in the building, which was very painful.

From time to time, there was a burst of crying in the crowd. Those were relatives of the hostages, and they were quickly taken away by others.

The potbellied sheriff was standing next to the police car and was discussing fiercely with criminal experts. The intercom kept making noises, and the situation looked very serious.

The sheriff wiped his sweat on his sparsely haired forehead, and was about to ask the military personnel how long it would be until he heard the roar of a car engine from a distance.

At the end of the long street, a military cross-country drove up and stopped outside the long stream of people.

"Colonel, the road is blocked by people watching the excitement. Let's get out of the car and squeeze over."

After honking several long horns, Kong Fei turned his head helplessly and asked Lan Yu in the back seat.

Lan Yu sat in the back seat with her long legs folded, closing her eyes and resting her mind all the way.

Hearing Kong Fei's words, he opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the windshield from between the back seats, and then opened the back seat door.

Happiness!

Three crisp gunshots.

The crowd turned around and looked at the source of the sound.

I saw a handsome young military officer, protruding his upper body from the back seat of a black military vehicle, with a gun held upright in his hand, still emitting white smoke.

He held his chin slightly high, his features were impeccable, but facing the contentless black eyes only made his whole body chill.

"Colonel K! It's Colonel K!" someone screamed in horror.

Like Moses dividing the sea, the crowd quickly retreated to both sides, leaving a spacious street.

Lan Yu retracted the gun, leaned back in the chair, and said lightly: "Driving..."

Get off and squeeze past? Impossible, that doesn't fit Colonel K's personality at all.

As an excellent acting actor, he always keeps this in mind: even if the planet explodes, it must be stable at the last second, so that people can stand in the cloud of explosion.

The crowd was crowded on both sides of the street, quiet as a chicken, only an empty plastic bag rolled on the ground, making a humming sound.

Kong Fei restarted the cross-country and walked through the long street under the watchful eyes of everyone, only feeling overwhelmed.

Lan Yu pressed down the car window and looked at the mall not far away.

There are only six floors in the mall, and I don’t know who designed it. It is flat, narrow at both ends and wide in the middle, with long metal decorations protruding out every few meters on the outer wall, resembling a cactus.

It is estimated that someone got stuck in which thorn, and the firefighters can't reach them, so they can only let them go.

It's okay to save people at high altitude. After all, he often hangs on Wia when he is filming. He pondered and listened to the voice of the correspondent in the headset.

"Colonel K, are you sure you don't need other soldiers?"

"No need..."

"Okay, are you sure you won't hurt anyone?"

"Soldier, tell the general, you can send someone else if you don't worry. Also, please use the honorific name for me."

"Okay, are you sure you won't hurt anyone?"

"What's your name?"

"I'm sorry to disturb you."

The correspondent interrupted the call.

Lan Yu retracted his gaze, preparing to close the car window, his gaze gliding past the crowd, and staying on a little boy.

The boy was about six or seven years old, standing in the forefront, his mother held his shoulders, his round eyes looked at him, and he looked very cute.

The nature of omega was instantly aroused, Lan Yu couldn't help but sigh in her heart: I really want to have such a baby...

Wow! The boy squeezed his mouth in horror, and finally couldn't help crying. The mother behind him covered his mouth and hugged him.

From afar, several policemen quickly moved away from the roadblock and stopped the approaching cross-country car by the police car.

When the car door opened, Lan Yu took a long leg and got out.

"Colonel K." The sergeant with sweaty head and face, saw Lan Yu as if he had seen a savior, and hurried forward.

Lan Yu didn't greet him, walked straight to the mall, and asked, "What's the situation?"

"Colonel K, I feel relieved when I see you. I was so anxious just now that the police couldn't get up—"

"I said, what's the situation?" Lan Yu stopped and turned his head, her dark eyes facing the sheriff.

The sheriff had a smile on his face, did not react, and froze in place.

A clever policeman hurriedly stepped forward and said loudly: "At present, it is known that there is only one assailant, who is in the top lobby. At least ten of the 38 hostages have bombs tied to them."

hostage? bomb? Murderer?

Lan Yu froze for a moment.

However, he has the basic qualities of a good actor, and his expression is adjusted in less than a second.

If it were presented on the big screen at this moment, even very sharp-eyed audiences would not have noticed it.

"Being stumped by a murderer, are you conscious that the entire police station can't keep up with me alone?"

He breathed lightly, his eyes were full of arrogance, and he sneered from his nose at the end of a sentence.

Just like any villain who knows nothing in the movie, his body is full of arrogance.

You can refute me angrily and drive me away again. I promise you will not hit anyone.

The police and the sheriff only froze, and even nodded: "Yes, yes, we really can't keep up with you, so we asked the military for help and sent you."

Lan Yu extended his thumb to them, then slowly turned down, and clicked two points.

The corners of his mouth are curled downwards, his eyelids are half-cured, full of disdain.

He had acted in this scene, and told the people in the play that seeing him like this, he was so angry that he couldn't play the play anymore, and he picked up his sleeves and wanted to hit someone.

The sergeant's expression was indeed a bit untenable, he raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his fat face.

When the hand was taken off, there was a smile on his face, "Captain K, you are so humorous."

Lan Yu began to tremble in her heart, a little unbearable, but when she thought of the murderer and the bomb, she finally spit out two words gently, "Trash..."

Take a step back, put his hands around his chest, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, showing an expression of appreciation.

The policeman's face flushed as expected, and his chest rose and fell rapidly, panting.

The sheriff held his hands tightly on the side of his legs, and the bulging veins could be seen under the thick fleshy layer.

Lan Yu turned his gaze away imperceptibly, broke out, broke out, scolded me harshly before driving me away, really, I would never hit anyone.

"It's really rubbish..." The sheriff gave a wry smile.

It's gone...

Lan Yu glanced at him and continued to walk into the mall. The policeman was pushed by the sheriff, then he slapped his mouth at Lan Yu's back, and had to keep up.

"Elevator?"

"There is a bomb on the elevator door and it can't be opened." The police's voice was still a bit tough.

"Exit?"

"I was blocked with something by him, so I didn't dare to explode forcibly. Even if there was a gap of three seconds, I was afraid that he would detonate the bomb."

"escalator?"

"He used a few hostages with bombs to block the escalator and hid behind him with the remote control. We didn't dare to charge."

Lan Yu was tall and long in legs, and walked very fast, so the police had to trot to answer.

As soon as he walked into the hall, he suddenly stopped and turned around. The police couldn't hold his feet and almost ran into him. It took his whole body to stabilize him.

Lan Yu looked down at him, the policeman's pupils gradually enlarged, and his face twitched slightly uncontrollably.

"Policeman, don't let me ask each sentence." Lan Yu said.

"Again glass is used around the top floor, which is not only bulletproof but also anti-explosive. It can only be exploded with ion cannon barrels. However, the conditions for using ion cannon barrels are that they must be 20 meters away so that the user will not be exposed to air waves So it’s not feasible to hoist people from the roof to blast. If you use a helicopter to blast in the air, it’s impossible for people on the roof to rush in instantly. Even in just a few seconds, the murderer might detonate a hostage bomb."

The policeman finished the long sentence in one breath, changed his breath and waited intently.

Lan Yu tapped her leg with her fingertips, and asked flatly, "Since nothing works, what use is it for me to come?"

Please, I'm just an actor.

Since I was wearing it, I have been doing my best to be the dean of teaching. Can I just do administration?

"We really can't help it. As you said just now, we are trash. It doesn't matter what trash is, but there are still 38 hostages on it, and their relatives are waiting outside." The policeman blushed and said After this sentence, he turned his gaze away and looked at other places.

Lan Yu noticed with his peripheral light that water was shining in his eyes.

In the hall, the police ran around wearing bulletproof vests, talking on the walkie-talkie, all in a hurry. Some were lying in ambush at the top of the stairs, raising their guns and looking at it.

Their faces were serious and anxious, and after seeing Lan Yu, they all breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were relieved of a great burden.

Then they looked at each other nervously, with a thousand words in their eyes.

"Xiaofen, you are killing your mother. If something happens to you, how can your mother survive..." The cry of the middle-aged woman in the distance spread vaguely.

The surrounding was quiet, everyone looked at Lan Yu.

He gently pulled his trouser legs, and said in a still indifferent tone: "Arrange for me a helicopter and an ion cannon."

The policeman turned his head quickly, his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Yes..."

Lan Yu sighed in her heart, forget it, let's go to make a war movie.