wavenovel Chapter 1329 Crack
Chapter 1329 Crack
Chapter 1329 Crack
The three detectives at the front of the line were tall and burly. One held a battering ram, another a shotgun, and the third was bent over, holding a stun grenade, ready to throw it at any moment.
Surrounded by the three, the owner of Xinxin Locksmith Shop, a 32-year-old professional locksmith, the former top disciple of the King of Thieves, and a key figure in the community, was obediently peering through the keyhole of the security door, his expression focused, his muscles tense as if it were his first time doing something like this.
Liu Zhuangshi, wearing protective goggles and looking incredibly professional, watched from behind, a mixture of worry and apprehension.
When the three kidnappers rented the house, they specifically chose this one with a very good security door. If the locksmith couldn't open the door, it would take several blows with a battering ram, which would be a waste of time.
The key point is that there's been no movement inside yet, and the sniper's spotter couldn't see any unusual activity from the kidnappers using infrared, meaning the kidnappers are likely unaware of the police's actions.
In situations like this, ramming the door is a secondary option.
According to the plan, this is already the best start.
If the locksmith can successfully open the security door, then the hostage rescue operation will be half successful.
The remaining half depends on the sniper and luck.
"Number One has a chance!"
Number four has a chance.
The sniper's voice came through the earpiece after he had taken his position.
Liu Zhuangshi took two deep breaths to calm himself down.
They didn't have a rappelling team today, partly because the windows faced the street and were too chaotic, and partly to make room for snipers.
This requires one to enter the house quickly and decisively, and also... have a bit of luck.
Liu Zhuangshi glanced back at his team, then turned back, his breathing now even.
The most troublesome part of an operation isn't the plan, but the various unexpected events that occur during the operation. Only by handling the unexpected can the operation proceed relatively smoothly. And as the team leader, his presence here today, on the front lines, means he has no worries about any unexpected events.
Jiang Yuan, being a guest player, was relegated to the far rear.
Mu Zhiyang and Wen Ming clung tightly to him, wishing they could cover his entire face for safety.
Jiang Yuan held the Beretta in his hand, lowered his head slightly, and looked forward to his chance to show off.
Not for any other reason than to feel the glory of being a police officer.
Click.
In the quiet stairwell, the sound of the security door being opened was crisp, like a pencil skirt being torn open.
All the criminal police officers looked at Liu Zhuangshi with burning eyes.
The detective, armed with a stun grenade, quietly opened the security door.
creak.
The security door made a dry, rattling sound.
At that moment, many people felt an urge to rush forward, convinced that the kidnappers inside must have heard them.
Liu Zhuangshi forced himself to hold back.
The sniper's chances are not good. Ideally, two people should be killed at the same time. If only one person can be killed, the first one to be killed should be the kidnapper next to the hostage.
Time passed minute by minute.
The detectives holding the hammer were starting to feel their shoulders getting sore when Liu Zhuangshi suddenly raised his hand.
"Go! Go straight in!" Liu Zhuangshi didn't count down, nor did he have the chance. He simply stepped forward and grabbed the hand of the detective holding the stun grenade.
Half a second later, a muffled gunshot rang out.
Many residents of the community unconsciously looked up, searching for the direction of the thunderclap.
……
inside the house.
Zhang Xindong sipped his tea casually, watching Wu Wei open the software to make an internet call. He silently observed Wu Wei while whispering in his ear, "Once this call is made, Yin Feisong will definitely talk to his son. After that, we'll find a chance to kill this kid. We'll decide whether to kill him on the way out or during the next call..."
Wu Wei was startled and whispered, "Brother Hailong said he wouldn't kill anyone..."
"He was fighting when he was in elementary school, and he seriously injured someone in middle school. You want him to explain the law to you? He's been brainwashed by prison." Zhang Xindong said in the tone of a veteran prison guard, "We cut off the driver's thumb, that's serious injury, and it's also a gang crime. We also stole a car, and we're planning to cross the border. And then there are all those ID cards, phone numbers, and bank cards you got. With all those crimes, do you think he'll only get out in ten years?"
Wu Wei was a little confused: "It doesn't have to be that bad, it doesn't have to be that bad..."
“If we get caught, you’ll most likely get a suspended death sentence,” Zhang Xindong said calmly. “I’m the ringleader, a repeat offender, and you all call me boss, so I might get a suspended death sentence. So, if we get caught, none of us will be in a good position. The key is not to get caught.”
Wu Wei's lips trembled twice: "If the death sentence is suspended, he can be released in more than 20 years."
"Can you hold on?" Zhang Xindong smiled.
Wu Wei shook his head as expected.
“Chop this kid up. They might not even know who we are. By the time they figure it out, we'll all be abroad.” Zhang Xindong said, standing up and leaning close to Wu Wei’s ear, whispering, “The hostage can hear us. We’ve said too much…”
"That's what they say." Wu Wei turned to look at Zhang Xindong, and then saw Zhang Xindong's eyes bulge out, followed by his entire head exploding.
puff.
Wu Wei felt that what he heard was more like a fart, and the visual effect was that a cooked watermelon was punched through, with the red flesh and juice splashing everywhere, and the white flesh of the watermelon rind hitting people's eyes.
"I suck!"
Zhong Hailong shouted and immediately thought of grabbing the short-barreled shotgun on the shelf.
Wu Wei was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wiped his face.
Blood beads clung to Wu Wei's eyelashes, turning the world a crimson red.
Bang!
The wooden inner door shattered easily upon impact, yet only half of it broke.
This is different from what's shown in the movies, and it's different from the training scenes.
But the police officers in the front row didn't have time to react. They sidestepped and crashed into the room, their bodies trembling with pain as they rolled away to make way.
The police officers filed in, their guns pointed to the left and right respectively.
Zhong Hailong hurriedly raised his gun.
Wu Wei hurriedly squatted down, trying to grab the bag containing the meat tickets.
boom.
bang bang bang...
The gunshots were as frequent as the firecrackers on New Year's Eve.
"stop!"
"Stop firing!" Liu Zhuangshi shouted after emptying his magazine.
The police officers behind him silently stepped forward, bypassing the body on the ground, and began searching the other rooms.
Jiang Yuan also walked in.
What came into view was a ground covered in blood and corpses riddled with holes.
Fortunately, the boy who was being held hostage was crying loudly, which made the house seem much more lively.
"The victim is alright." The police officer who came forward to check the person touched him all over before covering his eyes and carrying him directly out of the scene.
The 13-year-old boy was trembling like a stray dog.
"They're all dead." Mu Zhiyang stepped through the blood and examined all three corpses, confirming that there was no possibility of them being resurrected.
Liu Zhuangshi changed the magazine on the scorching hot Type 92 rifle, slightly raised his chin, and said, "This is how it is here."