civil forensic

Chapter 1128 Cannon



Chapter 1128 Cannon

Chapter 1128 Cannon

The afternoon in Pingmeng City is a quiet afternoon.

Although there are many factories in the suburbs near the highway, not many are still in operation. Instead, it looks very empty. If you take a walk there, you will feel quite relaxed.

Unless hundreds of armed men come.

A team of criminal police lowered their heads and walked quickly through the alley, carrying 95 magazine cases, 92 magazine cases, work bags, and walkie-talkie cases. They kept track of the time and began to evacuate the people from the surrounding factories.

The police special agent in charge of the checkpoint at the entrance of the alley wore a helmet, a hood on his face, a ceramic plate inserted in his combat vest, and his submachine gun and pistol were all exposed.

The workers who were led out were only confused for a few seconds, but soon became excited. Some asked questions in a low voice, while others ignored the warnings and took photos with their mobile phones.

The leading criminal policeman snatched the phone away and handed it to the police station officer who came to pick up the person. The latter smiled and pulled the person out of the queue and sent him to a nearby room for isolation and investigation.

"Director Wang. All members of our department are in place. Please give us your instructions." The deputy director in charge of criminal investigation came over and saluted in a formal manner.

Wang Zhancheng took a deep breath and said without a word, "Let's get started."

The more than two hours of waiting time was not only about waiting for the infantry fighting vehicles, but more about making plans.

80 kg of ammunition, no matter how heavy it is packed, sounds scary. Especially in this kind of urban combat, an AK on full automatic, if fired in the right position, can destroy an entire squad in one go.

No matter whether the military and police officers on the battlefield are wearing bulletproof vests or have ceramic pieces inserted into them, if they are hit by intermediate-power bullets at close range, all that should be shattered will be shattered, without having to talk about whether there are armor-piercing bullets.

Of course, if you don't have a rifle or above, you don't need to be so cautious. Even if it's a submachine gun, as long as you use pistol bullets, the police's protection will still be effective.

But it is obviously unreliable to rely on the enemy's backward weapons for everyone's lives.

Wang Zhancheng and others obviously could not afford the possible losses.

They didn't even consider any sort of assault operation.

Professionals believe that rope rappelling and airborne assaults are extremely dangerous operations. It's not that they can't be used, but it's best to use them after sufficient training. In many of the famous cases, the target area was rebuilt and the soldiers trained for a month or two in it, simulating various situations before actually going into battle.

Therefore, it is not only necessary to practice questions for exams. For special operations assaults or simply killing people, the more times you practice, the stronger you will be.

Three SWAT officers began to move with shields on their shoulders.

Behind him, the other two groups of special police were in the same mode.

At the same time, the criminal police began to shout: "Listen, everyone inside, you have been surrounded..."

Wang Zhancheng looked at this familiar siege scene and suddenly his blood boiled.

"Someone is moving towards the window. Should we shoot?" The observer next to the sniper was also equipped with a thermal imager and asked for instructions immediately.

"Warn first." Wang Zhancheng hesitated for only a second.

The police officer who was shouting immediately changed his tone: "Listen, everyone inside. Any action you take may be attacked. If you are willing to surrender, raise your hands and surrender..."

"Let the chariot move forward." Wang Zhancheng felt like a general. Although he only had one piece of iron, with such a precious piece in front of him, what could you do to me?

The Type 92 infantry fighting vehicle rotated the turret and then moved slowly at the speed of Subject .

There was a lot of shouting in the repair shop, but if you listened carefully, it seemed like they were all meaningless words.

The observer reported nervously: "Many people moving... Many people moving!"

At the same time, Jiang Yuan and others were also watching the scene in Pingmeng City through the camera.

While chewing big cherries, Liu Jinghui commented bluntly: "The Pingmeng people are too nervous. Since they have decided to use infantry fighting vehicles, they should just crash in directly. This way, pushing slowly is equivalent to giving the other side time."

"Giving them time won't help." The policeman from the anti-drug squad peeled an ugly orange and said, "Don't underestimate them. Snipers are most useful at times like this. As long as the sniper's level is guaranteed, the other side will be dead even if they come out with an RPG."

Bazookas also need to be aimed, and if they are really used against armored targets, they should take the unexpected route. Now a group of people are trapped in the repair shop, and every movement is under police surveillance, so their ability to resist is very weak.

Director Xu glanced at the few remaining cherries on the table, winked at his men, and said, "Ping Meng is also trying to capture as many targets as possible. If we don't get on the infantry fighting vehicles, I don't know how long it will take for us to surrender."

A direct raid is not impossible, but if the other party is armed, the raid will not only be much more dangerous, but it is more likely to kill the target person.

The normal police operation should be to trap the target, then attack his mind and be prepared to wait until he surrenders.

At times like this, the police feel tired, and the targets also feel very tired. The mere lack of sleep and alertness is enough to make ordinary criminals give up.

But the Pingmeng City Bureau couldn't do this. They were asked to arrest people in order to interrogate them and get clues. If they delayed it for 24 hours or even 48 hours, it would kill the criminals. Now it was delayed for 8 hours, and Wang Zhancheng felt sorry for Jiang Yuan.

Wang Zhancheng even had to guard against criminals destroying evidence. Whether it was arms or drugs, there was a big difference between a complete and intact seizure and a pile of residue.

Compared with working people like Liu Jinghui, Director Xu understands Wang Zhancheng very well. If he is given a choice, he will eventually dispatch armored vehicles. It doesn't have to be the Type 92. A riot control vehicle will also be enough.

The most common place to see riot control vehicles in China is in front of high-speed rail stations or various central squares. Most of them are modified Type 92 infantry vehicles. The armor thickness is similar, but the machine guns have been replaced with searchlights, tear gas launchers and the like.

In the video, the infantry fighting vehicles dispatched by the Pingmeng Municipal Bureau indeed made rumbling sounds and gradually approached the gate of the repair shop.

boom!

The explosion sounded, shocking everyone on and off the screen.

This was so sudden that Jiang Yuan and the others who were eating cherries all stopped. Wang Zhancheng from the Pingmeng Municipal Bureau was even more shocked and asked repeatedly, "What is it? Are there any casualties?"

"It's a grenade." The police officer from the anti-drug detachment breathed a sigh of relief and said, "From this point of view, these people are really not scammers!"

"80 kilograms of munitions?" Director Xu widened his eyes and muttered to himself.

Outside the repair shop, the infantry fighting vehicle only stopped for a few seconds and then continued to move forward.

This time, its speed was significantly faster, while the rotation of the turret was much slower.

bang... bang bang...

As it approached the gate of the repair shop, the infantry fighting vehicle opened fire!

Orange flames exploded on the wall of the repair shop, immediately knocking a hole through which the equipment and parked vehicles inside could be seen.

"Listen, people inside. I'll give you one minute to come out with your hands on your head. We'll resume the attack in one minute... Don't take any chances..." The loudspeaker of the Pingmeng Municipal Bureau became louder, and the tone became much more serious.

This grenade explains many problems.

boom!

The second grenade was thrown out. Although it failed to destroy the infantry fighting vehicle, it successfully stopped it. It also had to protect the follow-up troops and prevent the spearmen accompanying the tank from being blown away by shrapnel.

Wang Zhancheng couldn't bear the pressure anymore and grabbed the intercom and wanted to shout "attack".

After this order is given, the sniper will fire freely, and the criminals inside will probably be almost dead.

Before leaving, Wang Zhancheng's hand was held by the political commissar.

"Director Wang, how about letting the infantry and fighting vehicles fight for a while and then persuade them to surrender again?" The political commissar didn't even ask him what he wanted to do, but gave him a new option.

Wang Zhancheng hesitated for two seconds and nodded.

The political commissar took the intercom and began to give orders.

After a moment, the infantry fighting vehicle started again, but it only opened at an angle, and the gun started shooting.

Single shots hit the wall of the repair shop, leaving a hole with each bullet.

boom.

The third grenade was thrown out, but this time the infantry fighting vehicle did not even move and continued to fire in bursts.

blah blah blah...

The sound of the infantry fighting vehicle's rapid-fire gun is still crisp, like the voice of a young girl, thin and small... but the damage they cause is often difficult for ordinary old men to bear.

"Stop shooting! Stop shooting!"

The commander of the battle gave orders in the smoke, and several seconds later, the barrel of the rapid-fire gun lowered its head.

thump.

A gun was thrown down from the upstairs.

Boom, boom.

Two more guns fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

"We surrender!" A tearing shout was heard from the repair shop, followed by a cough.

Wang Zhancheng breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party could withstand this wave of pressure, he would not be able to bear it.

"Everyone inside, throw out your guns, raise your hands and come out..."

Over the loudspeaker, the on-site commander's tone was still tense.

Fortunately, everything went well afterwards.

A total of seven suspects walked out of the repair shop one by one, with PTSD on their faces.

"If possible, detain the people separately and conduct surprise interrogations." Liu Jinghui, on the other side of the screen, was so anxious that he was about to suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder.

"I've assigned someone to take charge of it." Wang Zhancheng said again: "I've asked people to search for arms. So far, we've seen more than a dozen rifles and short guns. It's definitely an arms deal! I'm going to have two people in a group to search continuously..."

Jiang Yuan stuck his head out at this time and said, "Continue the search for arms. Most of the police officers please stay for a while. I have an address and phone number here..."


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