I love you, I won't kill you

Even if this is the battlefield in Afghanistan or Iraq, the lieutenant will rush in without hesitation.Even if there is a powerful improvised bomb hidden behind the door, made of a pressure cooker mixed with explosives, steel balls, iron nails, building material waste and fuzed, she will still desperately rescue the two children.

However, after she witnessed the tragedy of the two children, there was only one thought left in her mind.That is to pull out the Glock 22 pistol in the leg holster, go to the secret room and shoot 14 shots at Anthony Price.

Including the 0.4-inch (approximately 10.2 mm) caliber Smith & Wesson pistol bullet in the chamber, a total of 15 bullets all entered the bastard's brain and heart.

"Amanda, what are you doing? You can't kill him!" Elaine yelled in a low voice, blocking her gun with her chest.

"Go to hell, Nazi bastard! Have you ever seen a father who abused his own daughter like this?" Amanda called with a pistol in her left hand on Elaine's chest, and her right hand around her neck.

"Okay, calm down. Now, I have enough evidence to send this bastard to state prison."

"Damn it, I'm going to fucking kill him!"

While the federal agents were not paying attention, the lieutenant dodged and ran out of the secret room from the side.Walking up to Anthony, whose hands were handcuffed, he raised his pistol and pointed it at his head, "You bastard, answer me! Why do you treat your daughter like this???"

Anthony raised his head and sneered, "Why, you want to shoot me to death? If you kill me, you, a second-class person, will never know where your girlfriend is."

A few seconds later, the lieutenant laughed angrily, "You know, when I interrogated rebels in Iraq, what was my favorite method to get them to confess?"

"I'll give you three seconds. If the answer is correct, I can consider using a few seconds less in the execution."

"Really? Well, I didn't expect there to be second-class people in the white army."

Elaine sighed, shook her head, and said to Anthony, "I advise you to come up with a good reason and tell me why you want to chain your two daughters with shackles and imprison them in a secret room?"

The lieutenant searched the items in the basement, and after finding a bucket of drinking water and a few towels, he walked over with the items.While opening the bottled drinking water, he said, "Anthony, you can choose to remain silent. Unfortunately, I am not a policeman."

"Let me guess, water and towels! Well, waterboarding, right?"

"Hit the target. Well, I can take the 10-second waterboarding down to 9 seconds, do you think you can get through it?"

Without even intending to give Anthony a chance to speak, the lieutenant tied his feet to the chair legs with two nylon cable ties.Then, put a cable tie around his neck and pull it back fiercely, and Anthony's head was forced to look up.

Elaine did not expect that after Amanda had been to the Middle East battlefield twice, the method of torture to extract a confession would be so vicious.Water torture is to cover the prisoner's mouth and nose with a towel, and then pour water on the towel continuously until the prisoner is afraid of being suffocated by the water and confesses.

"Amanda, stop! Now you are neither interrogating anti-American terrorists, nor do you have any right to violate the personal rights of criminal suspects!!" The federal agent shouted before the lieutenant started.

"Amanda, where are you?" A child's voice came from the secret room.

"Cecilia, is that you? I'm coming!" The lieutenant dropped the towel in his hand and ran into the secret room.

At this time, two groups of unidentified armed men appeared almost simultaneously on the street outside Anthony's residence.Obviously, they all received distress messages from their companions before that.

Judging by their bald heads, leather jackets and the different styles of Harley motorcycles they were driving, the group was neo-Nazis members of the Texas White Camelia Knights.Several other men and women in three Chevrolet SUVs, wearing blue jackets with FBI badges on their chests and Glocks on their waists, were of course FBI agents who came to reinforce them from Phoenix, Arizona. .

"What are you doing? Spread out!" An agent shouted to the party members who were not far away.

"Sir, our brother is in the house and he needs our help." A tall white man said.

"Help? Well, are you trying to help him escape? Spread out, now this place is under the jurisdiction of the FBI."

"Hmm, but you have no right to let us leave beyond the cordon."

Faced with a situation that has been fully controlled by the FBI, the neo-Nazis can only stand outside the cordon with their hands folded.Several detectives walked towards Anthony's house, while several young detectives stayed outside and called the local police and ambulance to the crime scene.

"Listen, give the baby to me. Don't worry, I'll keep them both safe," Elaine said.

"Why? I want to take them back to the marine camp." Amanda said calmly.

"Amanda, I know you love them and their mother, but right now we don't have any information about Nina. We don't know if she's dead or alive."

"Damn it, she must be alive. I must rescue her. Even if she is trapped in this gang of Nazi clubs, I will rescue her alone."

Elaine shook her head, "Don't forget who you are, and don't forget that there are still many people who like you and love you in this world. Maybe, you should think about them."

Amanda stroked 6-year-old Emma's hair, held her in her arms and said firmly, "Emma, ​​don't be sad, I will definitely save your mommy."

Cecilia knew very well why her sister stopped talking at this time.Staring at Amanda, he smiled softly, "Amanda, will you come to see us? I think only orphanages can take us in now."

"I will, I will definitely." Amanda hugged the two children, and could no longer hold back the burst of emotion and shed tears.

"Remember, these neo-Nazis will use many methods to deal with their enemies. Amanda, now you go through the back door." Elaine said softly.

"So, how do you explain all this to your colleague, the officer?"

"Well, don't worry. With the enthusiastic help of an anonymous friend, I successfully found the missing child. Are you satisfied with my answer?"

Before Amanda could answer, the two and the detectives beside the child said in unison, "Well, the perfect answer."

As she packed her weapons and headed for the back door, a young detective caught her face. "Well, Lieutenant McLaren? Why is she here?"

After sending the two children to the ambulance, Elaine relaxed and patted the tailgate twice.Looking at the ambulance in the distance, he stretched in relaxation.Suddenly remembered something, and cried secretly, "God, my coat is still in Amanda's car."

When Amanda picked up her phone, she realized that there were already several missed calls and unread messages.After dialing Julie's phone, all he got was a long waiting tone for communication.

"Damn it, it's 3:28 in the morning. How could she answer the phone?" Thinking, ready to hang up.

"What's the matter, baby, what happened?" Julie answered the phone before hanging up.

"Well, it's all right. Your apartment is in San Pedro?"

"Yeah. Oh honey, you haven't been to my apartment yet, have you?"

"Hmm, I'm on my way," Amanda said.

"What, are you on your way to the apartment?" Julie asked in great surprise.

"Take it easy, what time do you go to work?"

"It's okay, I can go to the office later."

"Okay, I'll buy breakfast today."

After Julie hung up the call with Amanda in disbelief, she lay on the bed thinking, "I called her last night, why didn't I return it until now?"

"The current time is 28:3 am on the [-]th. Didn't she stay in the Marine Corps' Camp Pendleton at this time?"

"God, is she really in trouble? Needing her to come out of the Marine Corps base at 3:[-] in the morning?"

After much deliberation, the problem in my mind has never been resolved.Turning around, he picked up the phone from the bedside table and sent a message to Susan Whitney in Los Angeles.

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