"Handcuffs. Throw away the gun. Throw away." Wei Zhenguo was older, and his adrenaline supply was not as warm and fast. He was two positions behind at a distance of nearly ten meters, and he shouted anxiously.
Wen Ming's blood surged, and he didn't care so much. He first used Lao Hu's arm to forcefully pull him over, and then kicked his pistol away. When he wanted to touch the handcuffs, Wei Zhenguo came up from behind.
"Cuff him, cuff him first." Wei Zhenguo cuffed him twice, cuffed him from behind, and then turned him over. He saw a hole in Lao Hu's chest, and he was bleeding profusely. People all have a lot of air coming out and a little air coming in.
Looks like it.
Wen Ming was still in a state of passion, pressing his elbows hard on Lao Hu's neck, looking like "I can tear a tiger and leopard alive."
"He's going to die, let go, let go!" Wei Zhenguo slapped Wen Ming's big arm hard and pulled him up.
At such a tight time, everything is done instinctively and there is no time to think carefully.
By analogy, this is like the last minute of the high school entrance examination or college entrance examination. You find that your name has not been written and the answer sheet has been copied wrong. It is known that the teacher has an 80% chance of collecting the papers on time. What should you do first and what should you do next?
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For Wen Ming, Wei Zhenguo and Jiang Yuan, this is the time to make a decision.
Mu Zhiyang was shot twice and passed out due to blood loss and fear.
"Stop the bleeding and don't move. I'll be right back." When Jiang Yuan went out, he stuffed two rolls of bandages in his trouser pockets. He took them out and wrapped them directly around Mu Zhiyang's shoulders, and then checked the wound.
A large piece of flesh on the inner side of his left arm was torn out, but Jiang Yuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, if the opponent moved two centimeters to the left, Mu Zhiyang would be dead.
Now it's nothing more than a flesh wound.
The first wave of reinforcements came from the armed police. Two armed policemen armed with long guns ran wildly for two to three hundred meters. When they came over, they saw that no one was standing. My heart skipped a beat, and the bullets were loaded.
"Put the insurance card on. It's okay. The culprit has been shot." Wei Zhenguo was worried that the two armed policemen had fired because they were nervous. He quickly reminded him when he heard the sound, then turned on the intercom and shouted: "The fight is over. The culprit has been shot and fell to the ground. Mu Zhiyang
He was shot again, call an ambulance."
"Another shot?" On the other side of the intercom, Huang Qiangmin's heart just returned to his stomach when it bounced three inches above his head. He was shrinking nervously: "How could he be shot again... How is the situation? Rescue.
The car is passing!"
"It's against the gun, I can't say that now." What could Wei Zhenguo say? He didn't want to trade his life for his life, but it was just for this reason.
"Come here and help." Jiang Yuan raised his head and shouted, calling the two armed policemen over.
The two armed police soldiers were both very young. They ran over from the parking lot next to it. There was originally a group of six people there, in case the five-person group discovered the ambush and would break out and drive to the parking lot.
Hearing that the thief's leader had escaped, the team leader responsible for defending the parking lot only dared to send two people for reinforcements.
In this wave, the armed police had always targeted the five as imaginary enemies, but they did not expect that the arrest of the other four would go so smoothly. The leader of the thief would be so decisive in running, and the route he chose was completely different from what they expected.
"You guys, press the wound and don't move." Jiang Yuan didn't have a needle or medicine in his hand, so he could only arrange it like this for the time being. Then he wiped his hands on his clothes and ran to Wei Zhenguo's side.
Lao Hu's lungs must have been punctured. He was breathing heavily, his eyes were dark, but his expression was still nonchalant.
Jiang Yuan still wrapped a bandage around his chest, let Wen Ming press it, and then checked the injuries in other places.
Taking a rough look, Lao Hu should have been shot four or five times, maybe seven or eight times.
Mu Zhiyang was shot as soon as they met. Shanshan 05 didn't even know if it was fired or not. The remaining three people had 21 bullets. Regardless of whether the thief fell or not, they were all taken out anyway.
Although Jiang Yuan was not very able to tell the location and type of the wound during the blood test.
For living people, what he can do is limited, and he still sticks to the bandage method. Wrapping bandages feels very reasonable.
After a few more bleeding locations were dealt with, the second wave of reinforcements arrived, this time four criminal police officers.
Compared with the two young armed police soldiers, the criminal police officer looked much older and fatter, but he was rich in experience and knew the situation when he saw it. The two stepped forward to help, one started to use the intercom to contact the back, and the other took the yellow belt and started to raise the alarm.
At this time, Jiang Yuan had relaxed and returned to Mu Zhiyang.
Lao Hu's life and death is related to Eucalyptus, but Mu Zhiyang is more important.
Perhaps the surroundings had become noisy. Mu Zhiyang's eyelids trembled and he managed to open his eyes.
The first thing that caught his eye was Jiang Yuan.
Mu Zhiyang's expression relaxed, but he was awakened by severe pain. Then, he murmured with horror on his face: "Don't do the dissection, he's still alive, I'm still alive."
"What?" Jiang Yuan couldn't hear clearly and leaned his head over.
Mu Zhiyang's face was filled with sadness: "Don't dissect me..."
"I haven't dissected you yet. It's not time yet." Jiang Yuan was struck by the point of laughter and laughed twice. In an instant, he couldn't laugh anymore.
If it weren't for the sniper this time, he might actually have to dissect Mu Zhiyang's body. If he was unlucky.
"The ambulance is here. Let's go to the hospital first."
Wei Zhenguo ran over to talk, his body already soaked in blood.
When Mu Zhiyang saw Wei Zhenguo, his mood was much more stable, and he had time to ask: "Where am I injured?"
"Tear off a piece of flesh on your left arm, don't touch it." Wei Zhenguo opened his hand and said: "Your chin was hurt by the brick wall and you bled some. It's stopped now. It's nothing."
It’s okay, you know, go to the hospital with peace of mind.”
Mu Zhiyang looked at Jiang Yuan pitifully: "If nothing happens, don't let Jiang Yuan bandage him. To be honest, my heart stopped with fear."
"I know, I know." Wei Zhenguo carried Mu Zhiyang onto the stretcher as if coaxing a child, and then put him in the ambulance.
The ambulances were also contacted in advance, there were two in total, and they were all used this time. One took Mu Zhiyang, the other took Lao Hu, and drove to the town hospital at a fast speed.
"How long will it take for the doctor to arrive?" Jiang Yuan followed Mu Zhiyang's ambulance and asked Wei Zhenguo opposite.
Wei Zhenguo also asked on WeChat. He raised his head and said: "The doctor from the No. 1 Hospital of Qinghe City is rushing over in two hours. Mu Zhiyang probably has nothing to do. Whether the bandit leader can wait depends on whether his own life is strong or not.
Already."
Jiang Yuan looked at Mu Zhiyang, who had fallen asleep again, and said: "The town will deal with it. If he doesn't die in two hours, the criminal leader will not die."
"Well, he asked for it himself. If he came at a fixed time, wouldn't we have prepared the manpower? He picked the day, who could prepare all the doctors for him." Wei Zhenguo pushed all the responsibilities away, but his emotions were different.
Still a little nervous.
Suddenly no one spoke in the ambulance, there was only the beeping warning sound, which made people feel upset.
Today is destined to be a tumultuous day. The arrested people need to be interrogated and the clues that appear need to be followed. Liu Jinghui should have rushed here, but even he is probably a little stretched for such a big eucalyptus.
Jiang Yuan looked at the unconscious Mu Zhiyang lying in front of him and felt a little scared.
I was nervous just now.
After calming down, I realized that my back was covered with sweat, my hands and feet were weak, and I wished I could lie down side by side with Xiao Mu.
My heartbeat was also thumping loudly, and I felt that it was working hard.
