civil forensic

Chapter 1305 Hard

Chapter 1305 Hard

Nicha returned to the office and first gathered his men. He then called a few of his trusted aides and asked them to quietly prepare their equipment.

Nicha took out his spare phone and sent a group text message to the "Newcomers" category in the address book: [I have something to do today. If you are willing to join me, I will be in the office before 10 pm.]

After reading it carefully twice, Nicha sent the message.

The new talent column is full of young people who have actively approached him in recent years. On weekdays, Nicha doesn't need them. There are so many positions and so many projects, and those that can be assigned have already been assigned to his direct subordinates.

Even if he takes a fancy to a young man, he cannot promote him suddenly, otherwise, his subordinates will squeeze him out. Of course, this is the police model in Malaysia.

However, this time is different. This time, I really have to fight to the death.

Nuiman has many years of military experience. He is tall and strong, strong enough to hold an adult male hostage and make him fall from a high place to "commit suicide", and even clamp him so hard that his ribs are fractured.

He was still holding a weapon, and it was unknown whether he had helpers or preparations, but it was certain that he had at least one accomplice. And Nicha's order was to capture him alive...

This basically means risking your life.

Even though there are bulletproof vests and helmets in the warehouse, anyone who has been in a battle knows how dangerous it is when there is a random gunfight, especially in an indoor gunfight. Bullets hitting the concrete, whether they bounce directly or shatter, are equally deadly and leave no trace.

If Nuiman only had a pistol and ordinary pistol bullets, it would be fine. But he is the driver of another faction leader, and now it seems that he is also a killer.

Therefore, as long as Neumann wanted, he could definitely get armor-piercing bullets, not to mention high-powered pistols such as .38 or even .45. What's even more terrifying is submachine guns, especially high-powered submachine guns that can break through soft bulletproof vests. In theory, whether it's an MP7 or a Scorpion that can break through level IIIA bulletproof vests, Neumann might be able to get them.

Once such a weapon is available, bulletproof vests without ceramic plates will become toys. This means that even if Nicha wears a level III or even level IV bulletproof vest, his shoulders, neck, thighs, etc. will still depend on his life.

When facing such an enemy, the correct approach should be to bomb them with artillery, or at the very least to shoot them with sniper rifles, and the worst option is to shoot them to death with random guns.

The scenes in the movies where a pistol and an assault rifle shoot each other out are simply impossible in reality, as there is a generation gap between these two weapons.

He had to spare Nuyiman's life.

Nicha felt terrified just thinking about it. He had fought for his life when he was young, but now, he couldn't fight anymore and he didn't want to fight anymore.

I think his direct subordinates are similar.

All Nicha could think of was to use the lives of young people to do something.

As for the use of special police or special forces, the director did not mention it, not because he did not think of it, but because it was inappropriate.

No one knew what kind of connections Picamai had, just like Hassan, it was not surprising that such a person had any connections. You couldn't even tell whether there would be young people who would take the initiative to approach Picamai for a bright future and take huge risks just to inform him of such a piece of news.

Ding.

Nicha's phone rang, and he quickly flipped it over to take a look. It was a reply from a "newcomer": [Got it, I'll leave now and will be there within an hour.]

Nicha couldn't help but smile, thinking in his heart that just because he was the first to reply, he would have to be rewarded a big one later.

At the very least, give him a sheriff or a senior sheriff, if the chief is willing to relent.

Ding.

Ding……

Nicha's cell phone started ringing frequently.

He was also instantly relieved. As long as the young people are willing to sacrifice their lives for their future, it will be fine. The only thing to worry about is that the young people will start to cherish their lives, and then he will really have to go into battle!

2 points in the early hours.

Director Kumar, Jiang Yuan and others sat in the conference room with the doors and windows closed, watching the images from the front line together.

Most people in the room didn't know what the mission was, and their cell phones were all confiscated. However, as they were all police officers, as long as they saw Jiang Yuan and the others, they could guess that it was related to Hassan's case. So, everyone was on high alert.

Police officers are most afraid of cases related to politics. Of course, I am referring to the Malaysian police.

The 100-inch LCD screen quickly showed images of the scene. First, Nicha's face, and then a camera was worn on the head of a forward police officer.

"Let's go." Nicha saluted and asked, then waved his hand to give the order.

The director, who was dozens of kilometers away, also hung up the phone in time, and his face began to become solemn and serious.

Although they often carry out various tasks, when it comes to dangerous tasks, the police are not directly involved in many of them. Most police officers may not have the opportunity to actively participate in such tasks even after working for ten years. Instead, forced danger or accidental accidents are more common.

Several small screens appeared on the screen at the same time. These were the cameras worn on the heads of the captains of the several groups of people.

"Just follow Team One. Lock on Team One." The director had no intention of supervising the operation. He called so many people together to watch Nicha's actions just to pave the way for him and his subsequent promotion.

Of course, if the action goes very badly or there is a huge deviation, that’s another story.

"Didn't you call the SWAT?" Someone saw that all the criminal police in front were holding guns and naturally understood that it was a dangerous operation.

The director shook his head slightly, then looked at everyone and said, "It's a secret operation. Everyone here is someone I trust."

All the Malaysians present were immediately startled.

Jiang Yuan just had a stern face, and many of the others had confused expressions without any translation.

However, everyone can actually guess the content of their conversation.

The director turned around and looked at the screen intently.

The shaking images look very poor in quality, and faces may not be recognizable even from a few meters away. The sounds are mainly noise, and the rustling is all the sound of clothes rubbing against each other when walking.

No one spoke.

No one spoke at the scene, and no one in the conference room who was staring at the screen said a word.

What is suppressed by silence is not some golden rules, but pure human life.

Including Jiang Yuan, anyone who knows a little about indoor combat knows that although the shields in the front row of each group are armed to the teeth, they are still risking their lives to explore the way.

puff……

A soft sound was particularly clear in the night.

Before anyone could react, a ball of red light enveloped the screen inside and outside.

boom……

The muffled sound of the explosion caused chaos.

"What's going on? Team one, team one?" Nicha, who had been silent before, went crazy in an instant.

In the conference room, the director and others stood up at once.

"It's a booby trap." Someone whispered it, and the shock it brought was no less than the moment of the explosion.

Even Nicha, although he had been prepared for a tough battle, to be honest, he did not expect it to be this tough!

(End of this chapter)