Bomb Disposal Elite

They came to a dilapidated building, and then saw three special forces, and Andrew was one of them.

The two soldiers aimed at the second floor of the warehouse under the cover of the car, while Andrew sat on the ground with his back against the car and smoked.

Sean knew that there should still be snipers lurking in hidden locations.

What's even more weird is that at the door of the warehouse, a special soldier was maintaining the posture of kicking the door with his foot, his expression was solemn, and another soldier was guarding beside him with a gun.

Sean walked up to Andrew, took the cigarette from his hand, put it in his mouth and smoked it.

Andrew sneered: "Does this count as an indirect kiss?"

"Go and kiss bin Laden's ass!" Sean raised his chin, "What's going on?"

"The task of our team is to pull out the stronghold of the rebels here. After we lay in ambush here for nearly eight hours, we found that no one came in or out at all."

"Wait, lie in ambush for eight hours? You and I drank until after eight o'clock in the evening last night, right?"

"Yes, but I only drank two bottles, and you drank the rest." Andrew took the cigarette back and continued to smoke, "Our sniper observed and said that there was no smoke at all upstairs." people."

"Maybe there's a basement or are they hiding on the ground floor?"

"But these guys have burglar-proof bars. We couldn't get in through the windows, so a brother was about to kick the door, but I heard the sound was wrong, so I quickly held him down."

"Do you suspect it is a pressure detonation bomb?" Sean frowned, "Your reaction is really fast, and it is difficult to maintain the strength of a normal kick."

"Our average reaction time is less than [-] seconds." Andrew pressed the finished cigarette butt on the ground, "Can you find a way to remove that thing?"

"We'll try our best." Sean got up and walked towards Hawkins, explaining the situation.

When they came to the door, Howkins observed carefully, but there was no lead wire coming out of the door.

"Hey brother, you have to keep going." Sean looked at the other party, and the other party nodded.

Jill sighed. "It's fine if it's a vertical pressure bomb that goes under the seat of a car. The question is, it's horizontal. What are we going to replace the pressure with?"

And the bomb is on the other side of the door.

"Pry open the security window, we're going in," Hawkins said.

The iron railing of the security window was removed, Hawkins climbed up and got in neatly, and then Jill.

Sean was about to go up, but was held down by Andrew, "Aren't you guys wearing explosion-proof suits?"

"Brother, you know that if that thing is really going to explode, the explosion-proof suit will make it difficult for us to run fast." After finishing speaking, Sean followed him in, and when he landed, he remembered what he said just now, God...Look It turned out that he was really poisoned by Hawkins, and he was getting closer and closer to him in words and deeds.

"In this case, I will go in with you too." Andrew turned his head and gestured to his team members, and then followed in.

The first floor of the building is large and the wall separating it into two rooms has collapsed, revealing a table with teacups and a kettle and leftover food surrounded by flies.

Andrew walked over, and Sean reminded him, "Don't step on anything out of curiosity."

"Don't worry, I'm no longer a curious child." Andrew walked to the table and touched the glass. The water in it had been cold for a long time.It is estimated that the rebels withdrew before they came.

The EOD team walked carefully to the back of the door. Sure enough, there was a device with a flashing green light on the ground connected to the door, and the other end of it was connected to a pressure sensing device. will explode.

"Should we first make the sensor feel the pressure all the time?" Jill squatted down and squinted at the thing, "This thing is too delicate, it almost loses its original meaning as a bomb, it can completely fix the lead wire on the door without being complicated enough to require a pressure sensor."

"I bet we'll see Montero's signature after dismantling this bomb." Sean clicked his tongue, "This is the 'make-up exam' opportunity that Montero gave you after you gave up on dismantling the steering wheel bomb last time." ?"

Hawkins smiled slightly at Sean, though no one saw it.He put on his gloves, took out his tools, and very carefully detached the sensor from the door, keeping the pressure on the sensor so that it kept pressing on the detonator, and once the detonator popped, they were all screwed.

"Brother outside! You can loosen your legs!" Sean shouted.

"Are you sure?"

"Very sure!" Sean tapped the door lightly with his fingers, heard the sound of the other party leaving, then looked down at Hawkins who was pressing on the pressure sensor, "What should I do with this thing?"

"I can't let go, you have to disassemble it." Hawkins replied calmly, as if saying that my house has no delicious food, please use Pepsi instead.

Sean looked at him: "What did you say?"

"The first step is to open the shell carefully." Hawkins didn't have any expression on his face.

"Hawkins, this is not a joke, or I will press the pressure sensor for you!" Jill was also anxious.

"Gill, look at the force area. If we change hands again or find an alternative pressure device, it will be as dangerous as letting you defuse the bomb."

Sean took a breath and looked into Hawkins' eyes, "You shouldn't trust us that much."

"At least this time, I'm on the same battlefield as you." There was no tremor in Hawkins' voice, as if he could live forever if he kept pressing the bomb like this.

Yes, every time in the past, he looked at his back.

This time, Sean is finally going to do what Hawkins did.

"Okay, Hawkins." Sean's expression became calm at that moment, and he looked at Jill, "Let's get started."

"Sean..." Jill couldn't believe it.

"Andrew, you can leave." Sean turned his head towards Andrew, "and you can go out through the door."

Andrew frowned, with a tasteful smile on his mouth, "Are you kidding? Sean, now you ask me to leave?"

"But there's no point in staying here."

"I have my own meaning. Sean Ives is going to dismantle the bomb. I have never seen you dismantle this kind of 'high-tech' stuff in the special training of the special forces. Maybe you can only see it in your life. This time."

"Andrew!" Sean was a little angry. He knew that Andrew didn't want to keep him in danger, but he left. "You are a soldier! You should know the trade-off!"

Andrew sat nearby unmoved, and even said, "Do you want tea? I can use the teapot left by the rebels to burn it for you."

Sean wanted to say something more, and Hawkins said, "It doesn't matter if he wants to stay here. Sean, concentrate on what you should do."

Sean nodded, untied the tool bag from Hawkins, took out the screwdriver, and opened the shell of the bomb, just a little bit, and heard Jill, who was lying there and irradiated the inside with his hand, cursed. "Horse shit!"

There is a wire connected to the box cover. If Sean lifts the box cover up a bit, it may trigger the detonator again.

Breathing carefully, Sean put it back in place.

"Wouldn't there be threads on all the box lids?" Andrew asked not far away. The bomb looked very difficult to deal with, but he couldn't see the kind of fear that was about to explode on his face.

Sean glanced at him: "Your mental state is really good, you should be sent to EOD training, and then sent to Baghdad or Afghanistan."

"Thank you for the compliment. If you can also protect me with a gun, I will consider it." Andrew took out a cigarette from his pocket and smoked it.He looked at Howkins, who was just looking straight ahead, where Sean's forehead happened to be.

Jill was a little tired lying on the ground, and held the flashlight in the other hand, "I know Montero is a lunatic, even though he thinks he is an artist... But he is not a ghost, he has to leave a place to seal this shit. "

In other words, among the six sides, except for the side pressed by Hawkins, there must be one side that has not been connected with a lead wire.

Sean swallowed, "Okay, let's do it again. Jill, which side do you like better?"

"This side... I won't have too much trouble lighting it with a flashlight."

"Ok."

But what is disappointing is that almost every side was found to be connected to the lead wires, only the bottom side was left, but Hawkins pressed the sensor, that side was pressed to the ground, if you want to disassemble it, you have to The whole bomb had to be turned upside down, and Hawkins not only had to hold the bomb, but someone had to apply pressure from top to bottom.

"Father, Son, Holy Spirit..." Jill breathed out.

Sean looked into Hawkins' eyes: "Are you ready?"

The other party nodded.

"Okay, Sean...you and Hawkins have a better understanding, and I'll be responsible for dismantling the last side." Jill took the screwdriver from him.

Sean looked at Howkins, who nodded at him.

"I hate you for trusting me so much." Sean closed his eyes, adjusted his heartbeat, and then stepped forward to hug the bomb box.The two of them maintained their strength, and Jill held it up slightly with his hands. Everything was very slow, and with a little carelessness, as long as the pressure sensor popped up, everything would be over.

Sean didn't dare to breathe, and kept his hands steady. Amidst the sound of everyone's sucking, the bomb finally turned over, and what Sean had to do was to work with Hawkins to ensure the pressure sensed by the sensor.

"May God bless us!" Jill swallowed.