American Scandal King

Chapter 234 Awkward Situation

There were more than a dozen Chechen militants in the theater hall.

At this moment, they shot at Natasha at the same time, and Natasha hid backstage immediately.

She yelled, "Ian!"

She didn't know how many people Ian Karl had killed, but at this moment, she had an inexplicable trust in Ian.

The stage was full of bullets and gunfire. The militants were firing while moving backstage. Natasha's firing misled these people in a sense, making them think that it was not the special forces coming to kill them, but that something happened backstage.

The militants had a good division of labor. Some attacked, while others continued to stare at the hostages. One even shouted, "Grab the remote first. No one is allowed to move, or I will kill him!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and fired a shot, and a hostage fell down with a burst of blood between his eyebrows.

Vincent still sticks to his job, and the camera faithfully records everything from the second floor above.

This is his mission.

I am the second Filileso!
It's the second great butterfly!

Although he was afraid of death, he was excited at that moment!
One militant fired several shots toward the backstage area and shouted, "What happened? Barayev, are you still there?"

Natasha stood at the entrance of the passage, holding a submachine gun, and fired a burst of bullets outside: "Barayev is in our hands, put down your weapon, or I will kill him!"

Then she saw a round object thrown in.

Natasha's expression changed drastically: "Grenade!"

She turned and ran.

Amidst the loud explosion, blazing fireworks ignited backstage.

Under the impact of the air wave, Natasha fell to the ground with a groan and was unable to get up for a while.

Two Chechen militants have surrounded them.

The gun in Natasha's hand flew out of her hand. She hurriedly crawled over to get the gun, but saw that the two men had already approached her, raised their guns and were about to shoot.

Natasha felt despair.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind the two militants and stabbed one of them in the back of the neck. The other hand grabbed the muzzle of the gun and raised it upwards. The whistling bullet flew past Natasha's head.

"Ian!" Natasha was delighted.

Other militants had already opened fire at the curtain, leaving holes everywhere and blood visible.

Natasha screamed in grief and anger: "Ian!"

Several militants rushed over and lifted the curtain, only to see one of their companions dead there.

Plop, plop!
Amidst the continuous gunfire, several people fell down at the same time.

The militants behind swept at the curtain again.

But Ian's figure appeared on the ceiling like a ghost, shooting continuously at several people behind him.

His marksmanship was now excellent, but the militants also reacted quickly and dodged the gunfire.

Ian became active, dodged the attack, looked at Vincent, and smiled at the camera.

One militant roared, "Ian Carr!"

He suddenly took out a grenade and threw it at Ian, then turned around and shot Vincent.

Vincent shuddered and looked down at his chest.

The bullet blew a big hole in his chest and blood gushed out.

He grinned and said, "I can still hold on for a while. This is Butterfly, a special correspondent for News Corporation. Vincent will be recording the live video for you..."

He turned the camera to focus on the militant and smiled, "Even if he kills me, it doesn't matter. He will die soon... by Ian Carr's gun. Terrorism is doomed to have no solution."

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he was still mumbling, fulfilling his duties.

There was a violent explosion on the stage.

The remaining terrorists fired wildly, but the bullets from the smoke struck back like the god of death, and another Chechen militant fell.

"Kill all the hostages!" The last terrorist seemed to realize something.

The last few people turned their guns and shot at the hostages at the same time, and screams of terror broke out in the crowd.

Plop!

Gunshots rang out from behind.

Brydeson emerged from the box with a gun in hand and shot the two terrorists several times in succession - his duty was to protect the hostages at critical moments.

Unexpectedly, the men didn't fall down. Instead, two continued to fire at the crowd, while one fired back at Bridson. Bridson squatted helplessly and said, "I hate women's pistols. They're completely useless."

At this moment, Ekaterina appeared from the side door and fired another shot at the gangster who was slaughtering the hostages, this time hitting him directly in the forehead.

At the same time, Natasha appeared from behind the scenes. She lay on the ground and shot the gangster who was shooting at Bridson in the forehead.

At the same time, Ian also killed the last gangster with one shot.

The last few gangsters fell and the gunfire stopped, but the shouting in the crowd did not stop, and it was obvious that they had not yet recovered from the panic.

Ian ran over and helped Natasha up: "Are you okay?"

Natasha wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth: "It's not a big deal, how about you?"

Ian's eyes were filled with tears: "The shock wave hurt my eyes."

Ian was not an expert at dodging after all, and he was hit by bullets and the shock wave, which caused him to be injured.

Fortunately, we traced back in time.

The result is tears in both eyes.

it hurts!

Natasha was speechless: "This is the most bizarre injury I have ever heard of."

She was about to say something when she saw a large number of special forces pouring in from all the passages. They pointed their guns everywhere and shouted frantically, "Everyone, put your hands up, put your guns down, and get on the ground!"

All the hostages did as they were told at the same time and looked at them in silence.

Ian looked at the second floor.

Vincent covered the bloodstain on his chest and smiled at him: "I have completed my mission, Mr. Carl."

Ian nodded: "You did a great job, you deserve the butterfly!"

Vincent happily took out the memory card and threw it to Ian, then sat down on the ground weakly, quietly waiting for death to come.

Then he heard the deafening roar.

Those were the hostages' cries.

They finally reacted.

"We are saved!"

"The Chechen armed forces have been eliminated!"

"Oh my god, I finally survived."

"It was the special forces who saved us!"

"Don't be silly, it has nothing to do with them. It's Ian Carr and his two girls."

Everyone is talking.

The special forces soldiers looked at each other.

They already knew what had just happened - Ian Carr had killed Barayev and was now impersonating 007, Bruce Willis, and all the awesome characters in the movies, hunting them down one by one.

He was about to succeed, but because of the special forces' sudden attack, the gangsters at the theater discovered the situation and a gunfight broke out, resulting in dozens of hostages being shot.

In other words, the Russian special forces failed to save people and instead harmed them?

Damn it!

Now we're in big trouble.

Originally, this matter could have been fooled, but the problem was that they were facing Ian Carr, a guy who hunted on the spot and brought reporters with him.

Although the hostages did not see Ian's hunt, they at least saw the battle in the theater.

When both sides are put together, the truth becomes clear and there is no way to deceive them.

This is embarrassing!

Thinking of this, the captain of the Alphat Force felt a little desperate.

He quickly came to Ian and said in fluent English: "Mr. Ian Carr, I'm sorry that I didn't know you had the situation under control before. This was a misunderstanding."

Ian shook his head slightly: "The situation can be controlled by me or you! There can be misunderstandings, or there can be no misunderstandings."

The captain looked at him in surprise.

Ian smiled and patted his shoulder: "Save people first."

(End of this chapter)