After hurriedly getting out of the car, Qin Tieren quickly asked the deputy Lao Cheng who came up to greet him.
Although he hides it well, he is his old partner.
Lao Cheng could still hear the huge solemnity in Lao Qin's tone.
There is no way! As the top person in charge of the municipal bureau, Qin Tieren does not care about the comrades under his supervision this time, whether it is understandable or not that they caused the chaos in front of them.
But if the arrest fails like this, leading to exchange of fire and confrontation between the two sides in the busy city, then he will bear some unimaginable and huge pressure.
Originally, today was the weekend, and he took his wife and children back to his hometown in the countryside after get off work.
I planned to visit my parents who have become stubborn in their old age and refuse to move into the city no matter what, and I also planned to spend a night in my hometown.
The result? After receiving the call from his subordinates, he hurried back to the city immediately; on the way, he received one call after another from his superiors.
On the phone, the superiors spoke harshly, but Qin Tieren, an old SIR, was a little surprised.
But it’s normal to think about it, in today’s era where people with a mobile phone dare to claim to be self-media, allowing news to spread thousands of miles or even further.
Many things can be magnified if not careful, causing astonishing public pressure on them and their superiors.
What's more, this situation involves white noodles, guns, hostages, etc.
No matter which one is involved, it is a big case for them; after all three are included, it is almost breaking the news.
But Qin Tieren also knew that now it was not about investigating why there was a problem with the arrest, that was a matter of summary afterwards; it was about rescuing the hostages in the shortest possible time.
And none of these white flour dealers can be allowed to escape and be free.
Otherwise, not only the masses will feel huge disappointment towards them.
What's more important is that if these dealers who have completely lost their conscience for the sake of money and have ruined many families and lost lives, if they don't receive a peanut, then where is the justice and justice?
After hearing Qin Tieren's question, he arrived early, and it was Lao Cheng, the deputy of the municipal bureau who was in command at the scene.
He immediately opened his mouth and reported the latest situation:
"The situation is not very optimistic. There are a total of five traffickers inside; two are local gangsters, and three have sneaked in from outside. They should have lives on their hands.
After preliminary observation, the weapons in their hands are also very threatening.
There were a total of three Glock 17 pistols, a Browning pistol, a Remington shotgun, and a double-barreled shotgun with a shortened barrel.
In addition, they should have some DIY earthen explosives on their bodies. The weapons are very sophisticated and pose a huge threat to the hostage rescue operation.
They currently hold six women and two men hostage, a total of eight hostages. It is said that they are all freshmen students of X University in this city.
It was originally to celebrate a girl's birthday, but because she ran a little slower, she was kicked out of a pot.
According to reports from snipers occupying high altitudes, these traffickers are very sophisticated. They should have quite good military experience, and their hiding and distribution locations are excellent.
It is obvious that they can provide good fire support to each other.
Although the operation team has entered the designated position and can rescue by force at any time, even with the support of snipers, it is impossible to kill everyone at once, but it will anger the remaining traffickers."
After hearing such a sentence, Qin Tieren got an even more headache.
However, based on many years of work experience and being surrounded by many subordinates, he knew that he must stabilize everyone's emotions and not panic.
So while there was no trace of panic on his face, he asked again:
"Have the negotiators come on board? What conditions did the traffickers put forward?
As long as it's not too much, I agree to them and let them come out first; then I can always think of a way to take the opportunity to kill these bastards."
He was beating a living person, he couldn't suffocate him to death.
Since there is no chance to take action now, let these traffickers come out and find a way to kill them during the movement.
But after hearing such a question, Lao Cheng answered with a wry smile:
"These desperadoes were very cunning. They immediately destroyed the cameras in the store and consumed food and water from the store. We wanted to borrow things and go in to see what was going on, but we couldn't do it.
The conditions put forward are also very difficult.
Because they asked us to provide two explosion-proof vehicles, and let three people in each vehicle take some of the hostages to evacuate first; only after confirming that the three people are safe, the remaining two will take the hostages away.
Only when they are safe will the hostages be released completely.
And they said that a hostage will be killed every ten minutes; there are still more than five minutes left, and the first ten minutes are here."
After hearing this statement, Qin Tieren knew that this was the most difficult situation he had encountered in his decades-long career as a SIR.
He knew that if he really wanted to do this, these traffickers, who had absolutely no humanity at all, would not let go of the hostages even after they were safe.
Just at this moment, the phone in my pocket rang again.
When the call was connected, a deep voice announced his name. Qin Tieren instinctively stood at attention.
Mainly because the superior who called me was a little too high.
The tone of the superior's words on the phone was not very harsh, but he was told to give priority to ensuring the safety of the people, and everything else was secondary in comparison.
It's just that this superior made this call under the current circumstances, which in itself represents too many things.
Thinking of what those things represented, Qin Tieren felt the pressure on his shoulders, to the point where he even felt a little short of breath.
But even so, he is still full of calmness and calmness in the eyes of all the city bureau's subordinates.
He took a telescope from the hands of his subordinates and looked towards the store where dealers were entrenched about a hundred meters away.
It is precisely because of this that this old man, who has been a SIR all his life, saw a scene that still amazed him many years later...
****
Amidst a crashing sound, the rolling shutter door of the food stall was opened again.
A trafficker who was not tall, but had dark skin, a pair of iconic triangular eyes, and a fierce look on his face once again brought the hostage to the door.
The difference is that this time the hostage was replaced by a pink, fair-skinned, and weak boy.
Yes, that's right! He's the kind of kid who wears earrings and makeup and is called a pretty boy on the Internet.
Not to mention this beautiful boy, who was held in front of him by the trafficker with one hand and a cold muzzle on his forehead.
I cried like a pear blossom with raindrops, and even my makeup looked like flowers.
I guess that dealer came out to create more pressure on the SIRs outside and agree to their conditions.
In somewhat awkward Chinese, he shouted loudly:
"Listen to the SIRs outside, you still have two minutes. If you don't agree to our conditions by then, I will kill this sissy to show you.
Now start counting down, 120,119...109,108..."
It was also after hearing such a countdown sound that Qin Tieren made up his mind completely; as the saying goes, it must be taken action now.
To do this, he kept the telescope in hand.
He took a walkie-talkie to hand and issued an order simply: "I am Qin Tieren. All operational troops are prepared to initiate action immediately after the countdown of 20 seconds~"
"20, 19, 18..." Qin Tieren also started counting down in his mouth.
Under normal circumstances, he would be the first to complete the countdown when the dealer counted to sixty, and then take the initiative to launch a rescue operation.
Theoretically, you can catch those dealers off guard.
However, Qin Tieren believes that the probability of achieving the goal perfectly is only 50% at most, or even lower.
The problem was that when the count reached '9', Qin Tieren suddenly stopped counting down and cursed:
"What the hell! Which unit does that guy belong to? He's playing the piano randomly..."
