In the early morning, Hua Zhang walked out directly. Go in the direction of the police station.
She squeezed the time and came out a little early, so she walked on a small road. The chances of encountering a patrol team on such a small road were very low. She just had to spend more time. By the time she arrived at the back street of the police station, her mustache was already there. arrive.
The two people immediately joined together and hid behind a tree in a wall-dong manner. Hua Zhang turned the watch on his wrist to look at the moonlight and said, "It will be a while, is everyone here?"
"The brothers on the periphery are already in place." Mustache said: "The attackers are also ready. As soon as the car comes, we will start immediately."
Hua Zhang said: "The brother who was responsible for monitoring the movement during the day didn't find anything, right?"
"Don't worry, there is none." The mustache said: "It should be said that it was yesterday. Early yesterday morning, I sent my brothers to monitor. The police station continued to work as usual throughout the day. The biggest news was that they sent a message during the day yesterday. Welfare, one pound of pork and half a bag of rice per person. The rest is very ordinary."
"That's good." Hua Zhang said: "Brothers who own cars, are they insured?"
"Insurance." Mustached Hu said: "I asked them to be as punctual as possible and come on time no matter early or late. It just so happened that as soon as the car arrived, they attacked immediately and compressed the time together. In this way, the time when the danger is exposed will also be reduced. "
Hua Zhang couldn't help but glance at the mustache, and she suddenly realized that she had been looking down on the other person. Of course, it's not that Hua Zhang really looked down on the other party before. Rather, this guy's ability, or his carefulness in thinking about problems, is stronger than he thought. That's why I feel this way.
After a while, I heard the sound of a car, but it didn't come over. After turning off the engine at the far end, I stepped on the clutch and used the slope on the road to "slide" a short distance this way and stopped. At this time, a person suddenly came out of the dark shadow in the corridor next to him. Then he touched his head and quickly retracted it.
The mustache said: "Our car has arrived and we can move at any time."
Hua Zhang looked at the back door of the police station. It was still the same dark place as when he arrived. Because it is on the back side of the street, and we all pay attention to facing north and south. This is especially true at the Yamen Gate. This has not changed much for thousands of years. So the back of the police station naturally faces away from the north. What does it mean? It’s the dark side. So never mind whether it is the sun during the day or the moon at night. The north side is always in shadow. And now at night, it's even darker.
Hua Zhang said: "Let's get started."
Hearing this, the mustached man leaned out half of his body from behind the tree, waved his arms three times in a row, and then once again adopted a wall-dong posture with Hua Zhang and hid behind the tree.
Hua Zhang saw two people walking out of an alley opposite the police station and walked directly into the shadows. However, due to the close distance and Hua Zhang having adapted to the darkness, he could see the general situation of the two people.
The two men walked side by side in the direction of the police station in a very normal manner. When they arrived at the back door, one of them took something out as if taking a key from his pocket and inserted it into the lock. Another person casually attached a piece of cloth in his hand to a window on the side.
In about two or three seconds, the person who unlocked the door reached out and gently pulled the door, but it did not open, and then waved his hand. Hua Zhang knew that the door lock had been unlocked, but the inside was still locked with a latch or a chain lock, making it impossible to open it.
Just watch the unlocker take off the coat he was wearing and stand at the window next to him. The other person, when he saw him waving his arms, already knew that it was impossible to get in through the back door. So he stretched out his left hand, grabbed the canvas on the window, retracted his right hand into his sleeve, grasped the cuff of the cloth into a fist, and then waved it hard towards the canvas on the glass.
There is a trick to hitting something with moderate force, or just the right amount of force. Because when you swing your arms hard, you have your own braking point. Just like when braking, if you want to hit something, and it just happens to be damaged, you only need to set the braking distance a few meters in front of that thing. Of course, it should also be based on your vehicle speed at the time. . In this way, when you hit something, brake before, or after, the car will stop at the right time according to your adjustment.
The same is true for the person who smashed the window glass. He was very confident in his force control, so he set his braking point a little behind the glass. So when he punched down, his arm immediately stopped and he even pulled it back. This is a very clever move. Anyway, at Huazhang's location, separated by an auxiliary road, it was still a quiet night, and I just heard a gentle click. This kind of sound is actually too common in life. There are so many possibilities. So without the series of rattling sounds produced after the glass falls, it would be difficult to attract anyone's attention.
The agent carefully opened the cloth, and then, still holding the cuff of his hand, he stretched it through the largest opening, moved up and down twice, and pushed open the upper and lower latches. Then he took out his hand and quickly opened the other window.
The agent who unlocked the door before saw this and immediately spread his coat on the window. It took the two of them less than fifteen seconds in total from unlocking the door to opening the window and putting on their coats. Still very powerful.
Just as the brother who opened the window opened the window, Hua Zhang saw the mustache wave his hand again. Many figures emerged from the alleys on both sides of the building, and they all came to the opposite police station as quickly as possible. Below the shadow on one side of the bureau. So this time, when the windows had just been opened and someone was laying out their coats. One after another, they began to jump through the window into the police station.
At this time, the mustache pulled out a pistol from his waist and said: "Sir, wait here for a while, I will go in with them to take a look."
After all, Hua Zhang is a commander, but he doesn't have to do it himself. Of course, it would be okay if she went in, but Hua Zhang believed that although her skills were good, she was a woman after all, and it was indeed impossible to compare with male agents in terms of physical strength. Furthermore, the most important thing for me is to direct and plan.
