MERGED: Quirino Grandstand Hostage Crisis

[mimigs]

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luoy intawn kaayo ron ang mga pinoy na trabahante sa hongkong. tsk tsk tsk.

lagi discriminated na daan samutan pa gyud karon

[estor_boot]

so if the dismissal happens in 2008 then your blaming GMA for that?hahay tnan nlng presidente ang iblame ani.

^can you find the letters 'GMA' in my post? can't you read? if you can, can you comprehend?
clown.

[skirmish]

Postcripts To A BloodBath

Mr. Mendoza was already upset even before he saw on television what the policemen did to his brother. The other tourists who remained inside the bus were complaining. Wei Ji Jiang wanted to go to the bathroom. Dao Chi Yu was hungry and the rest were just groaning and whining like they have forgotten that our lives rest in Mr. Mendoza's hands.

The hostage taker, as you know him was really nice. He treated us okay and even let the elders and the children leave the bus. He said your policemen treated him unfairly. He was a policeman too and was accused of doing something he had no knowledge of. But your government didn't listen so he used us to get everyone's attention.

Things would have never turned for the worst if he didn't see how his family was dragged out of their house and taken into custody. He was watching the news all the time as we huddled around each other behind the bus. He shouted some words in your language then started shooting in the air. A girl about my age started screaming. Mr. Mendoza demanded her to stop but she didn't understand English. God, he had to slash her neck with a knife just to put her to rest. Her boyfriend who tried to hit him was shot in the head.

Tension was rising. You can see in his face how scared and confused he was. The bus driver ran away leaving him alone with strangers from a distant land. I can see him walking across the aisle, sometimes pointing his machine gun to one of the tourists. But he tried his best not to hurt us, especially those who really cooperate.

I guess its in your nature not to inflict pain on others unless it was necessary. I remember him saying that he will free us before sundown and implored us to forget everything when we return home. But his words don't matter now. The policemen were trying to force their way in, while we all lied down to shield ourselves from bullets. Mister Mendoza blindly shoots at his enemies which I think kept them from rescuing us. I hear sobs under the chairs. Some were even shouting the names of their loved ones even when the air merely eat their words. Kevin Tang tried to escape when the glass door was was shattered, but one shot and he slumped on the floor with blood gushing from his mouth.

Heavy rain pitter-pattered on the rooftop. In old Chinese saying, it means an end to a struggle. Finally, somebody was able to open the escape hatch at the back of the bus. Freedom. But I knew Mister Mendoza was still alive. I knew he was just waiting for a chance to strike back at his enemies. So I told those around me not to escape. Let the authorities come for us instead. Then there was gunfire. He was firing at his enemies with a machine gun. Those who were at the escape hatch fled abandoning us once again. It's like a nightmare with no end and to wake up means a certain death. Then somebody from outside the bus threw a canister. It forced out a black smoke that is so painful to the eyes and putrid smelling to the nose. People started screaming. We cannot breathe. Some ran in front of the bus but Mister Mendoza warned them of stray bullets. It was too late. One was hit on the head, the other was hit on the shoulders. Bullets were now flying. Its like the authorities thought we were all dead. Mister Mendoza finally admits his mistake and said sorry to everyone, dead or alive. He then ran towards the front of the bus where he would meet his maker. As he passed by my chair with bullets whistling overhead, I clutched my hand on the velvet curtain and wrapped it around my face. All I could think of was to stay alive - for my child who is waiting for me back in Xinjang. I know I will survive,

I will come home.

Bang Lu Min
Survivor, Quirino Bloodbath

[suddenly_isee]

ha?? abolish nimu ang PNP?? kinsay mopuli?? ikaw? mga tanod? ka lol nimu .... hunahunaa kung way PNP mugara nang tanan tulisan/snatcher ug unsa pa nang criminal dra

-->ILISAN OG MGA TARONG OI (mga way au ang mga gipang train run)..may pa tong gi share sa site keeper nga babae nga police chinese national..iya pa napatay ang hold upper...babae pa ahp...

kaning mga PNP run, pa burger lang ang au...hehehe

common sense...sugot ra diay ka polihan og tanod lol

[skirmish]

Postcripts To A BloodBath

Mr. Mendoza was already upset even before he saw on television what the policemen did to his brother. The other tourists who remained inside the bus were complaining. Wei Ji Jiang wanted to go to the bathroom. Dao Chi Yu was hungry and the rest were just groaning and whining like they have forgotten that our lives rest in Mr. Mendoza's hands.

The hostage taker, as you know him was really nice. He treated us okay and even let the elders and the children leave the bus. He said your policemen treated him unfairly. He was a policeman too and was accused of doing something he had no knowledge of. But your government didn't listen so he used us to get everyone's attention.

Things would have never turned for the worst if he didn't see how his family was dragged out of their house and taken into custody. He was watching the news all the time as we huddled around each other behind the bus. He shouted some words in your language then started shooting in the air. A girl about my age started screaming. Mr. Mendoza demanded her to stop but she didn't understand English. God, he had to slash her neck with a knife just to put her to rest. Her boyfriend who tried to hit him was shot in the head.

Tension was rising. You can see in his face how scared and confused he was. The bus driver ran away leaving him alone with strangers from a distant land. I can see him walking across the aisle, sometimes pointing his machine gun to one of the tourists. But he tried his best not to hurt us, especially those who really cooperate.

I guess its in your nature not to inflict pain on others unless it was necessary. I remember him saying that he will free us before sundown and implored us to forget everything when we return home. But his words don't matter now. The policemen were trying to force their way in, while we all lied down to shield ourselves from bullets. Mister Mendoza blindly shoots at his enemies which I think kept them from rescuing us. I hear sobs under the chairs. Some were even shouting the names of their loved ones even when the air merely eat their words. Kevin Tang tried to escape when the glass door was was shattered, but one shot and he slumped on the floor with blood gushing from his mouth.

Heavy rain pitter-pattered on the rooftop. In old Chinese saying, it means an end to a struggle. Finally, somebody was able to open the escape hatch at the back of the bus. Freedom. But I knew Mister Mendoza was still alive. I knew he was just waiting for a chance to strike back at his enemies. So I told those around me not to escape. Let the authorities come for us instead. Then there was gunfire. He was firing at his enemies with a machine gun. Those who were at the escape hatch fled abandoning us once again. It's like a nightmare with no end and to wake up means a certain death. Then somebody from outside the bus threw a canister. It forced out a black smoke that is so painful to the eyes and putrid smelling to the nose. People started screaming. We cannot breathe. Some ran in front of the bus but Mister Mendoza warned them of stray bullets. It was too late. One was hit on the head, the other was hit on the shoulders. Bullets were now flying. Its like the authorities thought we were all dead. Mister Mendoza finally admits his mistake and said sorry to everyone, dead or alive. He then ran towards the front of the bus where he would meet his maker. As he passed by my chair with bullets whistling overhead, I clutched my hand on the velvet curtain and wrapped it around my face. All I could think of was to stay alive - for my child who is waiting for me back in Xinjang. I know I will survive,

I will come home.

Bang Lu Min
Survivor, Quirino Bloodbath

[*real-bro*]

ug ngano gud tawn basolon ang presidente?

do you think kong si noy-noy ang negotiator ddto ma sulbad ang crisis?

do you think pag bigyan nalang niya ang request sa hostage taker nga e balik sya pagka pulis.. unya e dismiss iyang mga kaso?

pag sure oi...

SIMPLE RA KAAYO ANG GIPANGAYO SIGURO. PILA RAMAN KUNG IMO IBUGTI UG KINABUHI NGA MGA TURISTA PAJUD. MAKAHATAG MAN GANI TA UG MILLIONS SA ABUSAYAF. DILI NA MABALIK ANG KINABUHI SA TAWO. UWAW NA KAAYO TA SA TIBUOK KALIBUTAN.

COMMANDER-IN-CHIEF.....BOW. WALA MAN SIGURO MO KAAGI UG ROTC GUD MAO NA. JOKE RA.

[psyche54]

mao toy sakto sa training mga bro!!!.. training sa pag.patay og hostage!!!.... sa gawas pani nahitabo..ta.as ra ang isa ka oras nga hostage drama.... FAET!!!!. daghan nuon casualties... dapat investigaran nga mga police nga ni respondi.. og g.unsa to nila pag trabaho.... may paman ang isa ka pulis sa sulod.. utokan pah!!!.. battalion vs one ...whahaha.... xure mo mga pulis!!! unsa nlng kaha mag dungan og hostage ...

hahaha, dili gani abtan bro ug 15 minuto... Pero I bet, those are standards written in the book, and your judgement and preparedness may deteriorate if naa naka sa real situation...

Take for example, ang kato 1997 Hollywood shootout with LAPD SWAT/Police officers and robbers Larry Phillips and his accomplice. It took them hours to stop the shooting considering there were no hostages for the police to exercise extreme caution. They never gunned downed Philips as he took his on life when he has no more room left to escape. But even sila ha, they weren't able to deal with the situation, until phillips took his own life.. Kita pa kaha...

Kita dili man ta mga tactical operations experts, but what we saw last night was a complete mess... Very disorganized & unplanned... It seems no one planned on sweeping the situation, no one has been coordinating the entire operations. The assault team carries long weapons not suited for CQB operations and they carry no radio communications to orchestrate their moves.

[bakahame]

badshot lagi action comedy. na buhi'an ang maso.jajaja

[suddenly_isee]

si dumpit unta toy gipadala didto.kursonada kaau to!

-->agree jud kow..silingan na namo sauna...hahahaaha

[pakLo]

bata for me.. ang main point jud ato ang pagdakop sa iyang igsuon.. didto to sya na hagad.. pamilya nagud na nimo.. imo najud nang pakamatyan.. pakamatyan man gani ang uyab kana naba.. dili man to maabot ug ing-ato ba kung gitarong lang to ug negotiate.. diba pag first ato kay kalma ra kaayo sya.. nag istorya pa gani to ug hostage negotiator.. nag pakita pa gani to sa door.. Some expert says that: you must be patient lang jud.. bahala nag maabtan pana ug ugma.. and usa sad na sa paagi na magka cooldown ang temper sa hostage taker.. unsaon, ilang man nuon ug gisamotan ug ka prostrate..