Chapter 274 Please call me Ba Ye. The gun is your life. I don’t care under any circumstances. If the gun in your hand is lost, you will die for me. If unfortunately... your gun
If you are robbed by a prisoner, you can die seventeen or eighteen times!
This is the first commandment that the training director Wu Zhen emphasizes when issuing work certificates on the first day of every riot control officer's job.
Everyone knows that a gun is a dangerous item. What's more, it's still in Windy City Prison, a famous prison where serious and violent criminals are imprisoned.
If the gun in his hand is snatched by a criminal, every riot control officer dares not think about what will happen, and they are not willing to think about it.
The only thing I pray for is...even if my wife can be kidnapped, the gun in my hand absolutely cannot!
But today - the gun in his hand was actually snatched away by the criminal!
The riot guard's face was pale and frightened.
"You... don't mess around! Put down the gun!" The riot guard's mouth trembled with fear. He subconsciously raised his hands high, pretending to be very cooperative and not at all aggressive.
For God's sake, please don't let this guy shoot...or it'll be over.
Yi Yang raised the M15 semi-automatic microflush in his hand, and felt a cold metallic touch in his hand.
It's been a long time... I haven't touched a gun like this for a long time.
A familiar yet unfamiliar feeling rushed into his heart. In an instant, the gun seemed to have found a suitable owner, exuding cold murderous aura in Yi Yang's hand.
The atmosphere suddenly condensed.
Yi Yang pointed the gun in his hand at the three green men, smacked his lips, and motioned for the three unlucky guys to squat against the corner next to the iron gate.
Ten years have passed.
Once upon a time, these green men were aloof from above, holding guns and asking the prisoners under them to do whatever they wanted. Today, the roles have finally been reversed.
In this situation, the boss is the one with the gun. The three greenskins had no choice but to listen to the boss and squat obediently to the corner.
The door to s3 is open.
If he takes this opportunity to escape from prison, and with the gun in Yi Yang's hand, Yi Yang is even 200% sure that he can escape from Fengcheng Prison.
However, Yi Yang did not move.
Including Bai Xiaobai, all the prisoners in S3 did not move, even if the door was open.
Now, in the hearts of the prisoners in S3, Yi Yang has become the absolute boss. Without Yi Yang's instructions, even if there is a chance to escape, they are willing to do so.
At some point, Li Gui and Bai Xiaobai stood behind Yi Yang very consciously.
They are waiting.
Waiting for reinforcements from the greenskins.
The fun has just begun...
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soon.
Noisy sounds came from the passage next to the playground.
"Attention all departments, block the exit from Area B, level one alert." Wu Zhen's voice was heard shouting loudly from a distance.
With a rush of footsteps, a group of green men, led by Wu Zhen, rushed out of the passage and rushed towards the S3 prison.
The iron door of the S3 prison was open, and Yi Yang and the others stood leisurely at the iron door and looked at the scenery.
brush……
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Four riot policemen with guns crossed Wu Zhen, forming a riot assault formation, with their guns pointed at the open door of S3. When the riot police green men behind saw this formation, they all opened the safety guards on their guns.
They all turned to Yi Yang and the others.
Under the black muzzle, Yi Yang actually sneered disdainfully.
Wu Zhen saw that the riot police officers in front and behind him had formed a formation, with seven or eight guns pointed at Yi Yang and the others, so he squeezed out of the protective circle and walked in front of Yi Yang.
As soon as he saw the cell door of S3 wide open and Yi Yang leading his men in a leisurely manner, Wu Zhen's anger rushed straight to his forehead.
This guy!
All the recent incidents in Fengcheng Prison have something to do with him. Ever since he entered the prison, he has almost never found peace and everything has his shadow!
After the death of Zheng Laoer, the account of setting fire to the warehouse was still hanging there, and immediately two more lives were committed in the quarry in the back mountain. During the release, they even had a fight with the people of Wuyuguan...
He was involved in all the things that were definitely done by him, but were not definitely done by him!
Wu Zhen's teeth were itching with hatred. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of Yi Yang actually holding a gun in his hand. Three of his green men were crouching in the corner with their heads pulled up. Wu Zhen's face turned pale.
The roar that was almost out of his mouth could not help but be retracted, his face darkened, and he lowered his tone and said coldly, "Put down the gun! You are so brave, openly attacking the police, grabbing the gun, and holding the prison guard hostage. You know you are
What to do?"
Yi Yang's courage is really as big as the sky.
In Fengcheng Prison, perhaps only he can do such crazy things, it is absolutely unprecedented and unprecedented.
But as luck would have it, he was able to stand casually by the cell door.
"Sir Wu... tsk tsk... your reaction is really slow. What's wrong? Are you all hiding under the covers and playing with women? It took almost a minute to get here. Chief Wu is really good at managing...
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Wu Zhen's originally pale face turned purple due to Yi Yang's words.
The dean of discipline at Fengcheng Prison has never seen a prisoner speak to him in such a tone. He was furious.
"Put down the gun!" Wu Zhen shouted. Following Wu Zhen's words, the bodies of the riot police tensed up and they aimed firmly at Yi Yang.
As long as Wu Zhen gives the order, Yi Yang will be beaten into a honeycomb in an instant. No... the high-strength steel core is bombarded, and there will probably not be many bones left...;
Yi Yang's eyes seemed unable to see the green leather gun. Under Wu Zhen's roar, he was still able to laugh, with a smile on his face, as if he was chatting with an old friend, "Sir Wu, what if I don't put down the gun?"
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"Boy, I don't care how violent you are, so what if you have a gun in your hand? You will never escape from Windy City Prison! If you don't believe me, why don't you try? Let me tell you - if you dare to fire a shot, you will be dead.
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Wu Zhen stared at Yi Yang hatefully with eyes like blades.
Until now he still hasn't figured out what happened.
I just heard a report from my subordinates that there were prisoners attacking the police in S3. But when I came over with my troops, not only was the iron door of the prison wide open, but three of my subordinates were squatting in the corner like sheep. Damn it,
And let this kid get a handful of microflush!
How on earth was this cell door opened?
Too many doubts fill Wu Zhen's brain, but in the current situation, the top priority is to stabilize Yi Yang and prevent Yi Yang from shooting indiscriminately, otherwise the consequences will be really unimaginable.
"If I die, Sir Wu, believe it or not, I will definitely bury you with me!" Yi Yang said lightly again.
Wu Zhen's expression turned gloomy and uncertain.
Wu Zhen has not been able to find out what the kid in front of him is capable of until now, but there is one thing that Wu Zhen is convinced of - this kid is definitely a master with guns!
Once upon a time, in the blink of an eye, the gun he was holding was dismantled into a pile of parts.
For a person who plays with guns to this extent, as long as he has a gun in his hand, even if all the guns are pointed at him and they shoot at him, he will have a chance to fight back!
Wu Zhen couldn't help but not believe Yi Yang's words.
"What...what do you want to do? Escape? So far, no prisoner has ever escaped from Fengcheng Prison, even if you have a gun in hand!" Wu Zhen couldn't help but start to "persuade".
Yi Yanglai.
"Sir Wu, do you think I'm trying to escape from prison? Do you think I'll wait for you here for just one or two, waiting for you to come with your people, and then say goodbye to you gracefully before leaving?"
Yi Yang said jokingly again.
Wu Zhen was so angry at Yi Yang's teasing tone that his nose was smoking, but faced with the gun in Yi Yang's hand, he had to suppress the anger in his heart.
"Tell me - what do you want to do?" Wu Zhen yelled.
"Me? I just want to discuss something with Chief Wu..." Yi Yang said slowly.
Wu Zhen dared to bet that if he continued to spend time with this boy, he might really be so angry that he fainted from his attitude!
When have you ever seen a prisoner want to discuss something with you, but actually attack a police officer and grab a gun?
"Is there anything you can't tell me through the prison guards? Are you really impatient for life when you attack the police and grab their guns?" Wu Zhen said through gritted teeth.
"No...! Chief Wu is a busy man. I believe that if I ask the prison guard to give you a message, you might not even have the patience to listen. So, I have to offend the prison guard brother." Yi Yang
Still looking like he wanted to be beaten, he said slowly.
Wu Zhen was completely defeated by Yi Yang. This guy didn't play his cards according to the rules at all. God knows what crazy things he would do next? Don't forget that he also had a gun in his hand.
The M15 microflush full of bullets!
"Tell me, what do you want to discuss?" Wu Zhen lowered his voice.
When things got to this point, it was obvious that this kid didn't want to escape from prison. Otherwise, he would have already taken action before he came over. It seemed that he really wanted to talk to him about something.
"Well... I have a bad habit. When someone points a gun at me, my head doesn't work very well. Look, Commander Wu, I have the final say in Fengcheng Prison anyway.
I'm holding a gun in my hand now. It's just a scare. I can't escape from your grasp, right? Otherwise...you'd better ask your subordinates to put away the gun." Yi Yang rolled his eyes.
Turning around, he said slowly.
Wu Zhen had been worn down by Yi Yang. As soon as he raised his eyes, the men around him immediately put down their gun heads.
Although the gun head has been lowered, looking at the bodies of these green men, one can tell that they are still tense and have not relaxed even a little bit.