[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

"A lot of people were killed overseas?" Isaac frowned, "Isn't there an embassy that can put pressure on the local police?"

Just kidding, local police officers do not even have the right to handle cases across continents in China, and FBI agents who are invited by local police stations to assist in handling cases may not be able to get full support. This is only domestic, and the situation is relatively simple, but overseas?This word has included all countries except the United States.

Politics, economy, culture, folklore, race, belief, language...

How to play with different views?

Isaac hardly had to think about how much was involved and how troublesome the job would be.

"All the embassy can do is put pressure on it." Reid understood what Isaac was thinking, "Moreover, efficiency and capability are linked, and the handling of cases in many areas is still stuck in the 70s and [-]s. depends on the inefficiency and neglect of other countries."

"I always feel that there is a deeper political meaning in it." Issac was relieved when he heard this, he yawned, and the drunkenness that had been suppressed turned into drowsiness. The urge to bed. "But it has nothing to do with me. If the strange thing I think is related to this, it should be just an ordinary ability test."

"You're not worried anymore?" Reid was surprised at how quickly Isaac's thoughts changed.

"There's nothing to worry about." Isaac rubbed his eyes. "According to what you said, it's a regular department, and there's no way to do compulsory recruitment."

Reid expressed his admiration for Isaac's big heart, and Issac was really big enough, and the next day he was alive and kicking to make trouble for those who participated in the assessment.The assessment lasted for three days, but on the third day, something happened.

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Sometimes, the spread of fame is not directly related to time. Issac made a big splash on the first day, and fermented on the second day. As a result, on the third day, there were countless onlookers. It seemed that everyone wanted to know whether he could keep his past. With two days of high efficiency, the remaining group of people were dealt with neatly.

There are even a few guys that Issac is very familiar with, who have cooperated with them in anti-terrorism drills, standing behind those people, offering opinions and suggestions, just to defeat him, the big boss, so that they can feel proud.

"What about the three principles of fairness, justice, and openness?" Isaac expressed great indignation at this shameless foreign aid.

Tony was so excited, "I'm really famous! Just now, someone came to instigate me!"

"What?" Isaac was dumbfounded, when did this kind of play happen?

Tony rubbed his nose, and then realized that he had accidentally slipped his tongue, "They said that in reality, we... the bureau will not only put undercover agents inside, but also buy core members to serve our side... But don't worry, I will never be a traitor! I would rather die the wrong way than live the right way!"

"..." Isaac could only choose to be speechless.

"They are also stupid. I was originally a party of justice. I finally got a chance to be a villain. How could I run away so unprofessional?" Tony said honestly, "In comic books, superheroes are hard to use. Come to abuse, only villains are charming!"

Since they are currently in the same group, Isaac has no intention of correcting Tony's three views for the time being.

It was a repeat of the first day, Tony opened the door and ran out, then closed the door, and Isaac fired tear gas in the gap.And the last team, after summing up the experience and lessons of their predecessors, performed supernormally, fought hard, and directly covered the smoking tear gas with a thick wet cloth...

covered up...

Isaac couldn't laugh or cry, if he really met a terrorist, would he really have time to do this?

No one calls this behavior a foul, and Isaac can only pretend it's okay.Before the gas bomb released some smoke and gas, it was interrupted, and Isaac could only look for cover, hiding his body while pumping his gun and firing the gun.

However, without the blessing of chemical weapons, it is not easy to do this.No matter how many bunkers there are in the bank lobby, there is a limit, and the number of opponents far exceeds him. It didn't take long for Issac to be surrounded by fans.

Some even let out a smug laugh.

Bad review!inattentive!Unprofessional! Isaac clamored in his heart, he had already dealt with two people, but there was only one bullet left in the gun, in this case, should he surrender directly?Or shoot that round before surrendering?

Wouldn't the drama of leaving me with the last bullet a bit sensational?

Isaac shuddered. This kind of drama with the main theme was not suitable for him. Under such circumstances, there seemed to be only one way to create an advantage for his side.

Isaac wanted to break out to the side of the hostages.

However, he had this idea, and the others were not stupid. They had to compromise with the hostage being held hostage, and they were not weak enough to shoot randomly before that.

Isaac enjoyed the treatment of a hail of bullets, but he chose a good route, he ran a route with a bunker, and was haloed by the protagonist—the kind of protagonist who runs in the hail of bullets and can’t hit, and once he fights back, he hits one—— —shrouded, he wasn't knocked down at all.Just when he was about to reach his destination, he suddenly felt the hairs all over his body stand on end. His body reacted before his brain thought. He jumped forward and rolled on the ground. At the same time, there was a loud crash behind him. A loud roar——

"Get out of the way!"

Issac is completely insane. The reason why he has persisted until now is because he is competitive on the one hand, and on the other hand, he regards this as a real-life anti-terrorism game. Although he is a big villain, in the game, he cannot fight The villain is true love, isn't it?But in the final analysis, it was because he knew that this was a drill, and all the bullets were used. Even if he was hit, it would only hurt a little, and there would be no life-threatening at all.

This kind of certainty is ridiculous when confronted with live ammunition. Even Issac, who has always been confident, can't help but wonder if what happened in front of him is real.

As if time had been stopped, Isaac's mind went blank, until the hostage staff not far from him knelt beside him, wanting to take off his mask and confirm his condition, "Are you okay?"

"Ahem." Isaac coughed twice, choking on the lingering smoke in the air. Fortunately, it was diluted so that it didn't cause him a greater reaction, "I'm fine." After speaking, he stood up from the ground.

"What's the matter?" He asked the people who had been chasing him.

"I... I don't know." A man took off the gas mask he had put on before he came in, his baby face was full of shock, "I thought the gun was full of empty bullets, but the bullet fired When I went out, it felt very wrong to me, like a live ammunition..."

For experienced gunners, the feeling brought by empty ammunition and live ejection is different. If it is because of this feeling, then the previous prompt is normal.

Issac put one hand on his hip and took deep breaths. Damn it, can those people in the logistics have something to do when they prepare their weapons, and mix in real bullets. Should he be thankful that his physical instincts are still very reliable?

"That's the end of this assessment." Isaac said, and then pointed to the empty seat beside him, "Put all your guns here, I'm going to call someone to check."

No one has any objection to this, and everyone is afraid, because if an accident does happen, even if they are proved innocent, they will be affected.Maybe this matter will not be recorded in the file, but in some critical situations, such as promotion, no one wants to try it out for themselves.

The door was quickly opened, and Tony jumped in, "What's the matter? You can't hear anything outside!" He had been looking at his watch, and it was already past the appointed time.

"Something went wrong." Although Isaac said this, his tone sounded relaxed.He can tell whether a person is lying or not. The kid who shot the gun was obviously more frightened than him, which is enough to prove that it was just an accident. Isaac wouldn't take his anger out on him, and in this case, it was obviously the fault of those who prepared the weapons in logistics.

After the fear faded away, the anger soared.

This was obviously a logistical negligence. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have ended up with Bruce Lee's son.

Thinking about it makes people feel heartbroken.

At this stage, the matter can already be classified as an accident.With the urging of Isaac, the bitter master, the remaining guns were re-checked, and it was finally determined that there was only one gun with a problem, and the only live ammunition in that gun was the one that had been shot out before. grain.

"It's too careless!" Even if there was only this negligence, Isaac was not ready to let it go.Others didn't think he was making a big deal out of a molehill. You must know that in the hall at that time, there were not only the opposing sides, but also the hostages who were voluntarily played by the staff. With the bullets flying around, no one could guarantee that they would not be accidentally shot.

It might be possible to fool an FBI, but when the number is greater than three, it's not easy to lie to them.What's more, this is Hogan Lane, which belongs to Quantico, and Quantico is the headquarters of the FBI.

Soon, they found the person who was in charge of preparing the guns, but unexpectedly, the person took leave two days ago and returned to his hometown in Texas.

And following the principle of good spirits and bad spirits, that person's mobile phone has been turned off, and the whole person is in a state of disconnection.The bureau contacted the local police to help find someone, but failed in the end.

Isaac had already welcomed his new director at that time, and his eyelids twitched when he heard the news.

Bad feeling.