If you don't know what to say, then don't. It won't make much of a difference anyway.
Gao Yi was still struggling with the captive in his hands, and he snarled, "Speak up, tell me everything you know!"
The captive had been shot in the spine; he was clearly not going to survive. He looked at Gao Yi with a bewildered gaze, the light fading quickly from his eyes.
Gao Yi reluctantly let go of the captive.
Yuri calmly said from the side, "They probably can't storm in for now, but the real worry is that they might use heavy weapons. Our situation is still dangerous. Tell the White House to hurry up their actions."
Indeed, if people couldn't break in, they could with tanks.
Although there are no tanks in New York City, if the FBI becomes desperate enough, a bigger bomb could also quickly solve the problem with Gao Yi and his group.
Gao Yi looked at Buck and whispered, "Does the FBI have heavy weapons?"
