Chapter 217 You can think about it now
"Diego!"

Before Heine could rush in, Isaac, who was at the door, moved faster than him.

After all, when it comes to marriage, Izaak and Diego's marriage is no less than Aslan and Kira's.

So Isaac took out his gun and rushed into the open door of Durandal's house.

"Isaac! What are you doing? Isn't this the Calabash Brothers saving their grandpa? They have to go in one by one!"

Heine was anxious, really anxious. He stood outside the door and stamped his feet in anxiety.

If anything happened to Diego, it would be enough of a headache for me.

What if we add Yizhak to this?

Not to mention that I am just a person in red, even a person in white can't bear it.

You two second-generations, do you want to compete with each other in performance?

You're always causing me trouble!
"follow me!"

But there was no point in saying more at this point. After pinching the bridge of his nose in pain, Hai Nie decided to do what he had to do.

With the remaining green-clad men, they formed a standard explosion-proof formation and cautiously entered the gate of the man-eating Durandal residence one by one.

"Yitzhak!"

As soon as he entered the door, Heine, who was standing in the middle of the team, saw Baimao who was safe and sound.

"Fortunately, fortunately, this guy is fine."

Heine consoled himself quietly and felt that the red clothes he was wearing were half saved.

"So, what about Diego?"

He looked around and was trying to find the black man who broke in first.

Seeing that his friend was not among the green-clothed people who had rushed in earlier lying on the ground, the white-haired Izak did not say a word.

He ran deeper into the house.

"you."

Heine was so angry that his teeth were itching. He stretched out his hand to grab Baimao, but his hand was still hanging in the air, and the words to shout at Baimao were still in his throat.

"This guy."

His throat felt extremely itchy, and there was a faint smell of rust in his nose. Hai clenched his hands into fists.

"I will apply to transfer to another team after I return. I won't serve these two guys anymore."

"How did Captain Cruze lead them back then? It's really hard for Captain Cruze to deal with this young master who doesn't listen to others."

With a helpless sigh, Heine, who was somewhat bored, had no choice but to follow Isaac with his men.

At least Diego wasn't among the bodies on the ground, and it was a blessing that Isaac was still alive and well.

"Let Diego go!"

Before Heine caught up with Isaac, he heard the white-haired man's roar through the echo in the house.

Heine shuddered all over because of Isaac's shouting, and urged the green-clad people around him to hurry over.

"Don't make too much noise. I don't mind disturbing the neighbors, but Mr. Durandal's reputation will be ruined."

When Heine finally reached the scene, which was the entrance to the basement, he saw the target person, Wang Hu.

Mr. Kirin, the ace of East Asia, was holding the dark-skinned Diego hostage in one hand, with Durandal tied to a chair beside him.

Holding two hostages, Wang Hu is confronting Yizhak.

"Seize the opportunity and shoot him in the head."

After seeing the scene clearly, Heine hid behind the green-clothed man and gave a quiet order.

Then he stepped out of the crowd and stood next to Yitzhak who was holding a gun.

He first suppressed Baimao's pistol with one hand, then he stood in front of Baimao and said.

"Mr. Wang Hu, those outside are all elite members of the ZAFT military. You can't run away."

"Instead of confronting us here, why don't we talk? I'm here to help you."

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you have seen pigs run. Negotiation skills are not taught in military academies, but there are many movies on the screen about negotiation experts.

Just like what is shown in movies and TV shows, Heine put down his weapon, raised his hands and walked into the house.

"Wait, don't move."

Seeing another handsome blond man coming, Wang Hu stretched out his hand holding the gun and waved it in the air.

"Just stand there and don't move."

"Okay, I won't move. I won't move."

Hearing Wang Hu's request, Heine paused, probably because he felt that his current position blocked the sniper behind him.

He wanted to get out of the firing line.

"Don't move, I'll shoot him in the head."

The sound of a trigger being pulled was heard, and Wang Hu pointed the gun at Diego's temple.

"Asshole, just beat me to death."

Seeing that he had become a shameful hostage, Diego struggled for a while and shouted at Wang Hu to kill him as soon as possible.

"Don't!"

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

The previous sentence was shouted by Heine and Itzhak at the same time.

The next question was asked by Wang Hu behind Diego.

"Are you afraid of death or the ZAFT Army?"

Without asking, I know this sentence is still Diego.

"We can discuss this."

This time Yitzhak didn't say anything. He stared at Wang Hu with his bloodshot eyes, wishing he could eat him alive.

So it was Heine who was speaking, and he really let Diego die in front of his eyes, and he didn't know whether Yitzhak was okay or not.

But something must be wrong with me. Diego's parents are not as famous as Isaac's mother, but they just keep a low profile, which doesn't mean they have put out a stove!
"Then tell the sniper behind you to retreat. Oh, and except for you and the white-haired guy over there, everyone else should retreat as far as possible."

"You'd better not appear in my sight, otherwise I can't guarantee that my hands will not shake."

“Just like that!”

"Ping." As he spoke, the muzzle of the gun in Wang Hu's hand moved slightly away from Diego, and then right next to the ear of the unfortunate black man.

A loud gunshot rang out, and this sound not only scared Diego, but also made his ears buzz.

The white-haired Isaac and the golden-haired Heine both had their hearts in their throats.

"what!"

Along with the gunshot, there was also a muffled groan.

"Retreat quickly, retreat quickly."

Heine didn't need to say anything this time. Isaac was so eager to save his friend that he almost beat and kicked the man in green behind him to drive him away.

"Senator Durandal?"

It was not until this time that Heine had time to pay attention to the person who had just groaned.

Since there was no real evidence to accuse Durandal of treason, he used honorifics as usual.

"Hello."

After being shot in the leg, Durandal instinctively groaned at the beginning. His face was pale but with a smile that was as warm as spring breeze.

Nodding to Heine who finally saw him, Durandal turned and looked at Wang Hu.

Especially the smoking muzzle of the gun in the other party's hand. This bastard, is he planning to take this opportunity to kill me?

Do you understand the trick of inflicting pain on oneself?
Noticing Durandal's eyes flying over, Wang Hu used Diego to shield himself and signaled with his eyes.

I believe you!
Durandal quickly used his eyes to indicate that you did it on purpose.

"Wang Hu, release Senator Durandal and Diego from our army!"

It was Heine who interrupted the two men's eye signals. He was sure that Wang Hu had the courage to shoot and dared not move anymore.

"Then it depends on your sincerity."

Wang Hu's voice came from behind Hei Pi, after tapping Diego, who was now completely afraid to move, with his still hot gun.

"Prepare a car, a helicopter, and a mobile suit for me."

"I want to see them parked at the door in half an hour, otherwise I will kill them."

"Car, helicopter, MS?"

Isaac couldn't help but speak. "Don't even think about it. It's impossible."

"You have no choice but to raise your hands and surrender now, otherwise..."

"otherwise?"

There was another sound of a trigger being pulled, and the muzzle of the gun was once again pointed at Diego's temple.

Wang Hu's leisurely voice sounded.

"Do you think my hands will shake again this time?"

Silence. Heine and Isaac fell into silence.

"Are you sure this guy is really the Kirin King Tiger from East Asia."

Retreating to Isaac's side, Heine asked quietly.

He joined Isaac's team relatively late, and the last battle he participated in was in Panama, so he had never really met Wang Hu.

But this first sight opened his eyes. Is this guy really the Kirin King Tiger of the East Asian Army?
Instead of that infamous gangster of the century?

Are you familiar with the business process?

"I'm sure it's Wang Hu. I definitely can't have misheard this voice."

Gritting his teeth and staring at the enemy hiding behind his friend, Isaac nodded heavily.

"He doesn't want a car or a plane. His real goal is to get a mobile suit."

"If we really gave him MS, it would only cause more trouble!"

"So, give it or not?"

Heine looked at Wang Hu, who was very patient and had not urged them yet, and asked, who was a little undecided.

"I definitely can't give it to you."

Without even a second thought, Yitzhak flatly rejected it.

If you don't give it to me, Diego will be so depressed because of the gunshots ringing close to his ears that he becomes listless.

He didn't know what to do. He couldn't really let his good friend die in front of him.

"Hey, take some time to think about it. I'm not in a hurry, but Mr. Durandal next to me can't wait long."

Just when Isaac and the other man were pondering what to do, Wang Hu, as if possessed by a death demon, spoke.

"Dirandal?"

Hearing the sound, the two looked over and suddenly realized that Durandal's face was getting paler and paler.

It turned out that it was because of Wang Hu's previous shot that Durandal was now covered in blood.

It seems that if we delay any longer, Durandal will probably bleed to death!
"How to do?"

Heine poked Isaac, regretting in his heart why he followed him.

If I hadn't come here, these things would have nothing to do with me.

"If you die, you will die."

As for Durandal, Isaac doesn't take him seriously now. Isn't he just a moderately famous neutral parliamentarian?

Not to mention that he might have had an affair with Dongya in private, he didn't even have one.

For the sake of the PLANT and all the adjusters, sacrifices are not impossible.

"Ping."

"what!"

Gunshots rang out and Diego cried out in pain.

As if he could see that Yizhak and the other man didn't care about Durandal, Wang Hu did so in front of the two men who were whispering and plotting in front of him.

He shot Diego directly in the leg.

"Can you think about it quickly now?"

The unhurried sound seemed like the humming of something indescribable in the abyss, and Wang Hu gave them both some motivation.

(End of this chapter)