Qin Fei stood up suddenly, smashed the glass window with the butt of his gun, and Mist threw the sound and light bomb in like lightning.
The two of them had just squatted on the ground with their heads down when they heard a muffled sound in the duty room.
A confused policeman pushed open the door and fell to the ground.
The duty room was not large, and Qin Fei and Mist could see the situation inside almost at a glance.
The three policemen had completely lost their ability to resist. Qin Fei and Mist removed the guns from these guys and tied them up like pigs.
A minute later, everyone gathered in the office area.
Since there was a power outage, I had to rely on the tactical flashlight I had on me.
Like other police officers, Sergeant Top was also stunned by the sound and light bomb. At this time, he had not yet woken up. He was slumped at his desk, like a puddle of mud.
"Let him wake up." Hugo raised his head towards Connor.
Connor walked to the corner of the office, took off the bucket from the water dispenser, walked up to Sheriff Top, and poured the bucket over his head.
Sheriff Top sneezed and finally woke up.
Hugo squatted in front of him and slapped the guy's face several times with his right hand wearing a tactical glove.
"Hey! Wake up!"
Top shook his head and focused his vision. The strong tactical flashlight in front of him made him immediately close his eyes again.
Hugo pointed his flashlight downward and shined it on Top's chest.
"Chief Top, we are not gangsters, we are just people who lost something and want to find it back. Yesterday Eddie sent you a batch of stolen goods, including a mobile hard drive. Where did he put it for you? Take it.
Come out and hand it over to us, and we will leave immediately. There is no danger to your life or that of your men."
This remark got straight to the point and went straight to the point, which saved a lot of time arguing with Top.
But Top still didn't realize the seriousness of the matter. Maybe he thought these people in front of him were just business rival gang members.
For a moment, Top was still furious.
Gang conflicts in Joburg are not uncommon, but gang members usually kill each other and rarely dare to attack the police.
He felt that these were just gang members who were hostile to Eddie. They were riding on the tiger's head and stroking its beards for the sake of their own interests.
"Stop pretending in front of me! Are you from the American gang or the Nigerian gang? Let me tell you, calling the police is not a good idea!"
Hugo looked at the guy in front of him who was still acting like a police sergeant, and couldn't help but sneered from the bottom of his heart.
For those who are stubborn, agents engaged in black operations rarely talk nonsense, because time is precious. In the eyes of the action team members, these police officers are just small characters, and it is not worth wasting their time with them.
The Sig Sauer P6 pistol equipped with a silencer was pressed against Top's thigh, and with a tiny gunshot, Top screamed like a pig being killed.
The shooting position chosen by Hugo was very accurate, cleverly avoiding the main artery, and commanding the arrogant police chief to suffer some flesh and blood, but it would not be fatal.
Top yelled for a while, and he finally understood that these people in front of him were not gang members at all.
Gangsters will not use such an expensive P6 pistol, let alone buy a silencer. They often need momentum. They can shoot randomly and miss the target. The second is the momentum. The momentum must be enough.
"Do you remember?"
The muzzle of Hugo's gun pressed against Top's other thigh. The muzzle of the gun that had just fired the bullet felt slightly warm. Through the police uniform pants, Top could feel the hard feeling, and his heart began to tremble.
"I told you, there is a batch of things." Top pointed behind him, "In the evidence room, on shelf No. 14, there is a purple woven bag that Eddie sent over yesterday. I don't have it at all.
move……"
Hugo grinned and said to Connor: "This guy is really cheap, he must suffer a little."
After that, the two of them lifted Top up on the left and right sides and walked towards the evidence room.
"You watch here first, don't let them play tricks."
When Hugo passed by Qin Fei, he whispered: "Don't let them send out a distress signal especially."
Qin Fei understood what Hugo's worry was referring to.
Top has been a policeman here for more than ten years and has inextricable connections with all the gangs in Soweto. Once they know that Top has been attacked, the gangs in these slums will think that it is an outside gang planning to get involved in Soweto.
To protect the area, they will adopt the simplest and crudest method, which is to attack in groups until all the intruders they think are killed.
"Okay, don't worry." Qin Fei nodded.
In fact, there is no need to worry. All the weapons and mobile phones of the remaining four police officers have been confiscated, the phones have been cut off, and the power supply has been cut off. They have no way to contact the outside world and must send out a distress signal unless they can escape from the police station.
He and Mist were still very close, with two ACC submachine guns pointed at them, leaving no chance of escape.
But things are not that simple.
Five minutes later, Connor and Hugo had finished their work and came out of the evidence room with Top on their backs, but Michelle's warning came from everyone's headphones.
"The situation has changed. Hugo, have you settled your affairs at the police station?"
"Major, we just got the hard drive." Hearing Michelle's unusual tone, Hugo had a bad premonition, "What happened?"
"There seem to be a lot of people around..."
Before Michelle finished speaking, everyone heard intensive gunshots coming from outside the police station.
Qin Fei is very familiar with this kind of gunshot sound, which is the sound of AK47 shooting.
"Let's go! Get out of here and go support the major!" Connor immediately dropped Top, who was tied up like a rice dumpling, and rushed to the door.
"Be careful!" Connor threw a smoke bomb outside for safety reasons.
The gunfire just now seemed to be very close to the police station. No one could guarantee whether there would be someone shooting black guns around. The car was parked outside the police station yard. If a gunfight broke out there, the gunman's position could easily reach the police station.
It is located at the door, not to mention there are only a few cars in the yard and no other obstructions, so it is easy to become a target.
Qin Fei rushed out and first set his gun behind the first police car to observe.
Snapped--
Before he could take a closer look around him, several bullets hit the glass of the vehicle where he was hiding.
The car window shattered and fell to the ground.
Qin Fei hurriedly squatted behind the tire and shouted to Connor at the door of the police station: "Be careful, they are shooting at us!"
"Who is it!? Did you see clearly?" Connor shouted at the door.
Qin Fei stretched his head out of the car window and looked around.
It's okay if I don't look at it, but I'm shocked when I look at it.
Within the scope of sight of the night vision goggles, Qin Fei saw no fewer than dozens of militants approaching the police station from different directions, and they all had automatic weapons in their hands.
"Damn it!" Qin Fei squatted down again, his heart shaking.
This was a sign that the gangs in the entire slum area had been mobilized. Who leaked the news? Was there anyone inside who had not been discovered when the four of them entered the police station?
And this man, while Hugo was interrogating Sheriff Top, quietly slipped out and tipped off the gangsters?
Oops!
Qin Fei's scalp was slightly numb. You must know that no matter how fierce the four of them are, they can't defeat all the gangsters in the entire slum area.
There are hundreds of thousands of people living in the Soweto slums, and at least thousands of them are gang members.
That is the strength of an entire brigade. Even if the four of us have an absolute advantage in equipment, we cannot compete with it. (To be continued)