The afternoon in Pingmeng City was a peaceful one.
In the suburbs near the highway, although there are many factories, not many are still in operation. Instead, it looks very empty. If you take a walk, you will feel quite relaxed.
Unless hundreds of armed men come.
A team of criminal policemen walked quickly through the alley with their heads down, carrying 95 magazine holsters, 92 magazine holsters, work bags, and walkie-talkie holsters. They took the time to evacuate people from the surrounding factories.
The police officer in charge of the checkpoint at the entrance of the alley was wearing a helmet, a hood wrapped around his face, a ceramic plate inserted into his combat vest, and his submachine gun and pistol all exposed.
The workers who were led out were only confused for a few seconds, and soon began to become excited. Some asked quietly, and some took pictures with their mobile phones despite warnings.
The criminal police officer leading the team snatched the phone away and handed it to the police officer from the police station who came to pick up the person. The latter pulled the person out of the queue with a smile and sent him to a nearby room for isolation and examination.
"Bureau Wang, all members of our department are in place, please give instructions." The deputy director in charge of criminal investigation came over and saluted in a decent manner.
Wang Zhancheng took a deep breath and said without saying a word: "Let's get started."
The waiting time of more than two hours was not only waiting for the infantry fighting vehicle, but also making plans.
80 kilograms of ammunition, no matter how heavy the package is, sounds very scary. Especially in this kind of urban combat, if an AK is fully automatic and fired at the right position, an entire squad can be reimbursed at one time.
Regardless of whether the military and police officers in combat wear body armor and insert ceramic plates, if they are hit by a powerful bullet at close range, everything that should be broken will be broken, and there is no need to talk about whether there is an armor-piercing bullet.
Of course, if you don't have a rifle or other equipment, you really don't need to be so careful. Even if it's a submachine gun, as long as it uses pistol ammunition, the police protection will still be effective.
But it is obviously unreliable to pin everyone's lives on the enemy's backward weapons.
Wang Zhancheng and others obviously cannot bear the possible losses.
They didn't even consider any sort of assault operations.
In the eyes of professionals, everything from rappelling in and magical weapons descending from the sky are extremely dangerous operations. It’s not that they can’t be used, but it’s best to be fully trained to use them. Many of those famous cases involved rebuilding the target area, which was confusing.
I trained there for a month or two and simulated various situations before I actually went into battle.
Therefore, it’s not just exams that require you to clear questions. Special operations assaults or simple killings also require you to clear the questions more often, the stronger you will become.
Three special police officers started to move with their shields on their backs.
Behind him, the other two groups of special police officers followed the same pattern.
At the same time, the criminal police began to shout: "People inside, listen, you have been surrounded..."
Wang Zhancheng looked at this familiar scene of siege, and his blood suddenly surged.
"Someone moved toward the window. Do you want to shoot?" The observer next to the sniper was also equipped with a thermal imager and asked for instructions immediately.
"Warning first." Wang Zhancheng only hesitated for a second.
The policeman who shouted immediately changed his tone: "People inside, listen, any of your actions may be attacked. If you are willing to surrender, just raise your hands and surrender..."
"Give way to the chariot and advance." Wang Zhancheng felt like a general. Although he only had an iron lump, he had such a precious lump in front of him. What can you do to me?
The Type 92 infantry fighting vehicle rotates the turret and then moves slowly at the speed of Subject 2.
There was a lot of shouting and yelling in the repair shop. If you listen carefully, they all seem to be meaningless words.
The observer reported nervously: "Multiple people moving...Multiple people moving!"
At the same time, Jiang Yuan and others also looked at the scene in Pingmeng City through the camera.
While chewing a big cherry, Liu Jinghui commented unceremoniously: "Pingmeng people are too nervous. Since they have decided to use infantry tanks, they should just crash into them and push slowly like this, which is equivalent to giving the opponent time."
"What can we do if we give them time?" The policeman from the anti-narcotics detachment peeled off the ugly orange and said: "There is no need to look down on them. At this time, snipers are the most useful. As long as the sniper's level is guaranteed, the opponent will just carry an RPG.
Everyone will die if they come out."
The rocket launcher also needs to be aimed. If it is really used against armored targets, it must take an unexpected route. Now a group of people are trapped in the repair shop, and every movement is under the surveillance of the police. Their ability to resist is already very weak.
Director Xu glanced at the few big cherries left on the table, winked at his men, and then said: "Pingmeng also wants to capture the target as much as possible. If the infantry chariot is not available, we don't know how long it will take for us to surrender.
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A direct raid is not impossible, but assuming that the opponent has weapons, the raid will not only be more dangerous, but also more likely to kill the target person.
Normal police operations should be to trap the target to death, focus on attacking the target's heart, and be prepared to wait until the target surrenders.
At this time, the police feel tired and the target feels very hard. Just the alertness of being unable to sleep is enough to make ordinary criminals give up.
But the Pingmeng Municipal Bureau cannot do this. They arrest people for the purpose of interrogation and obtaining clues. When there is nothing wrong, delaying for 24 hours or even 48 hours can delay criminals to death. Now delaying for 8 hours, Wang Zhancheng
They all felt sorry for Jiang Yuan.
It is even said that Wang Zhancheng has to prevent criminals from destroying evidence. Whether it is arms or drugs, there is still a big difference whether it is seized intact or a pile of residue.
For example, compared with a migrant worker like Liu Jinghui, Director Xu understands Wang Zhancheng very well. If he has to choose, he will eventually bring in an armored vehicle, not necessarily a Type 92, an anti-riot vehicle is also sufficient.
The most common places for anti-riot vehicles in China are in front of high-speed rail stations or in front of various central squares. Most of them are modified from Type 92 infantry vehicles. The armor thickness is almost the same, but the machine guns are changed into searchlights and tear gas launch tubes.
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In the video, the infantry fighting vehicle dispatched by the Pingmeng Municipal Bureau indeed made a churning sound and gradually approached the door of the repair shop.
boom!
The explosion sounded, shocking everyone on and off the screen.
This was so unexpected that Jiang Yuan and others who were eating big cherries all stopped. From the Pingmeng City Bureau, Wang Zhancheng was even more shocked and asked repeatedly: "What is it? Are there any casualties?"
"It's a grenade." The police chief of the anti-drug detachment breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Looking at it this way, these people are really not fraudsters!"
"80 kilograms of arms?" Bureau Xu muttered to himself with his eyes widened.
Outside the repair shop, the infantry fighting vehicle only stopped for a few seconds, and then continued to move forward.
This time, its traveling speed was significantly faster, and the rotation of the turret was much slower.
Bang... bang bang...
When approaching the repair shop gate, the infantry fighting vehicle opened fire!
Orange flames exploded on the wall of the repair shop, immediately opening a hole, and the equipment and parked vehicles inside could be seen.
"People inside, listen, I'll give you one minute, hold your head in your hands and come out. Resume the attack in one minute... Don't take any chances..." The loudspeaker of the Pingmeng City Bureau became louder, and the tone became solemn.
many.
This grenade illustrates many problems.
boom!
The second grenade was thrown out. Although it could not blow up the infantry fighting vehicle, it successfully stopped it. It also had to protect the following troops and not allow the pikemen accompanying the tank to be blown away by shrapnel.
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Wang Zhancheng couldn't bear the pressure, so he grabbed the walkie-talkie and wanted to shout "attack".
After this order, if the sniper fires freely, the criminals inside will probably not have a few hairs left.
Before exiting, Wang Zhancheng's hand was held by the political commissar.
"Wang Ju, how about giving in to a wave of chariots and trying to persuade him to surrender again?" The political commissar gave him a new option without even asking him what he wanted to do.
Wang Zhancheng hesitated for two seconds and nodded.
The political commissar took the walkie-talkie and began to give orders.
After a moment, the infantry fighting vehicle started up again, but it just came out at an angle, and the muzzle started to fire.
A single burst shot hit the wall of the repair shop, leaving a hole in it.
boom.
The third grenade was thrown out, but this time the infantry fighting vehicle didn't even move and continued to fire bursts.
Ta-ta-ta...
The sound of the infantry fighting vehicle's rapid-fire cannon is still crisp and clear, like the voice of a young girl, thin and small... but the damage they cause is often unbearable by ordinary old men.
"Stop shooting! Stop shooting!"
The commander participating in the battle gave the order in the smoke, and after several seconds, the barrel of the rapid-fire gun lowered its head.
Boom.
A gun was thrown down from the building.
Boom, boom.
Two more guns fell to the ground, making a muffled sound.
"We surrender!" A tearing cry came from the repair shop, followed by a burst of coughing.
Wang Zhancheng breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party could withstand this wave of pressure, he would not be able to.
"People inside, throw out their guns, raise their hands and come out..."
Through the loudspeaker, the on-site commander's tone was still tense.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly afterwards.
A total of 7 suspects walked out of the repair shop one after another with PTSD on their faces.
"If possible, lock people up separately and conduct surprise interrogations." Liu Jinghui, on the other side of the screen, was so anxious that he was almost suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder.
"I've asked someone to take charge." Wang Zhancheng said again: "I've asked people to search for arms. What I've seen so far are more than a dozen long and short rifles, which are indeed weapons transactions! I'm going to work in pairs to search continuously.
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Jiang Yuan poked his head out at this time and said: "The search for arms will continue. Please stay with most of the police officers. I also have an address and phone number here..."
