Zhuang Shikai squeezed time and rushed to the middle section of the Hung Hom Tunnel in three minutes.
This speed plus the preparation time, neither too fast nor too slow, was exactly the five minutes that Hong Jipeng drove.
Still, five minutes from a bomb disposal expert.
Two minutes left!
"Hong Jipeng!"
"Don't you want to see me?"
At this time.
Zhuang Shikai, wearing uniform and body armor, stood in the middle of the tunnel.
He could already clearly see the five robbers in front of him, as well as more than a hundred hostages stuffed into the bus!
Bandit leader Hong Jipeng has ordered all 132 hostages to be expelled into a bus.
The bus door is locked.
One hundred and thirty-two hostages were standing or sitting, crowded in the car, eagerly touching the glass windows, looking forward expectantly.
Sir Zhuang is here.
At this moment, Sir Zhuang's pupils suddenly shrank.
He clearly saw a bomb device attached to the door of the bus!
"call."
"call!"
He took two deep breaths.
"How much does it cost and what are your requirements, we can discuss it!"
"I believe you must be in need!"
"if you do not have…"
"So do your brothers."
Zhuang Shikai shouted loudly.
However, Hong Jipeng raised the controller and laughed ferociously: "Do you think the controller in my hand... is to detonate the hostages on the bus? Or blow up the Hung Hom Tunnel?"
Four of Hong Jipeng’s associates.
Such as Hong Jibiao and others.
The two of them raised their guns, shouldered them, and took aim.
Aim at Zhuang Shikai!
The two men turned their guns and aimed at the bus and the hostages.
One minute and thirty seconds.
Zhuang Shikai made a decision in his heart!
He must never let criminals threaten him by manipulating the lives of hostages and the safety of the Red Cross Tunnel. There are some things that should be resolved. It is better to be ruthless and resolve them in advance!
Even if Hong Jipeng's criminal goal is to avenge the mute and his gay lover, there is no need for Hong Jibiao and others to work hard for a selfish purpose, right?
You know, this is not about helping a brother to beat someone up to vent his anger, but about taking personal risks, holding a bomb, and committing a shocking crime.
This is counterintuitive.
What's more, Hong Jibiao is Hong Jipeng's younger brother, an outsider and lover.
It was impossible to involve his own brother.
Hong Jibiao is not that stupid.
The only answer is profit!
Great benefit!
Zhuang Shikai raised his hands high, holding the phone in one hand, and shouted loudly: "Hong Jipeng! I don't believe you can transport tens of kilograms of C4 into the port. I know there must be a big boss behind you."
"Since you don't ask me for a price, then tell me how much your big boss will give you, and I will give you five brothers double the price!"
Zhuang Shikai raised two fingers on his other hand.
Then he raised three sticks: "Three times!"
"As long as you release the hostages, I will pay three times the amount!"
"Um?"
Hong Jipeng still had a firm look in his eyes.
Hong Jibiao, Li Shengwu and others looked a little moved.
"Da da da."
Hong Jipeng decisively raised his AK and fired a stream of bullets into the sky to show his determination.
Hong Jibiao and others immediately turned off the engine.
Hong Jipeng shouted: "Take off your pistol, take off your bulletproof vest, walk to the white car twenty meters in front, pick up the bomb vest on the roof and put it on!"
"OK."
Zhuang Shikai nodded immediately.
"Crack!"
He put down one hand and pulled out the pistol. As soon as he pressed the ejection button, the magazine of the pistol fell to the ground.
Throughout the entire process, he acted cleanly, giving the criminal a sense of security.
Even though one hand was unloading the magazine, the other hand was still holding the phone, holding it high.
Immediately, he put the pistol back into the gun bag, put his hands behind his back, and began to unbutton his bulletproof vest one button at a time.
And while he was taking off his bulletproof vest, he walked forward as if he was about to pick up the bomb vest and put it on.
Hong Jipeng had an AK hanging on his waist and an explosive remote control in his hand, keeping his chips in hand at all times.
"Ouch!"
When Zhuang Shikai took off his bulletproof vest and threw it to the ground, he happened to be ten meters away.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to throw away his bulletproof vest, he took out the gun from his waist and decisively raised the gun with both hands, aiming forward.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Zhuang Shikai quickly stepped forward with the gun in both hands, turning the muzzle while shooting, just like shooting at a shooting range. The flow was smooth without any stagnation, and he only fired one shot before moving to the next target.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
finally.
Zhuang Shikai fired five shots in a row!
Five shots over.
He leaned against a white car, only showing his arms and gun, and a face full of murderous intent.
The five shots were fired completely within one second. The five bullets drew a beautiful air wave in the air, divided into five directions, and each direction accurately hit the target's eyebrows, directly interrupting the opponent's brain nerve center!
Although according to battlefield shooting guidelines, the chest area is larger, shooting at the chest can ensure accuracy.
But shooting in the chest will cause the criminal's brain nerves to have time to react.
crucial moment.
Shooting in the head is important!
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
At this moment, the five people from Hong Jipeng stared with different expressions. Without even the slightest chance, a bloody hole appeared in the middle of their eyebrows, and they fell to the ground.
"Oh shit!"
"I thought I had no bullets."
"Can't I kill you?"
Zhuang Shikai took a few breaths.
"Crack."
He put his gun back in his pocket.
For criminals.
Always resolved quickly.
Of course, the incident is far from over yet. The real crisis is still lurking in the darkness, buried deep in the gunpowder.
Zhuang Shikai glanced at the bomb vest on the roof of the car, sneered, raised his hand to take off the bomb vest, directly put it on the "safe space", and cut off the bomb fuse.
"Bang."
The bomb made a tiny sound, no more powerful than a child throwing a cannon, and then a plume of burnt smoke "sizzled" out.
Two kilograms of C4 have been detonated.
Safety!
Zhuang Shikai casually threw the "bomb vest" to the corner of the tunnel, then quickly rushed to the front of the bus, followed the same pattern, and "detonated" the bomb device in front of him.
"Zi!"
There was another burst of black smoke.
This bomb is also safe.
Zhuang Shikai opened the car door, waved his arms, and shouted: "Quick!"
"quick!"
"quick!"
"You are already in a safe state, please move to the exit quickly."
"be safe!"
"Don't step on it!"
Zhuang Shikai commanded alone and calmly.
Although, he alone directed the evacuation of one hundred and thirty-two hostages, his voice seemed a bit weak.
However, the order given by Sir Zhuang.
No one dares to disobey it.
Even the hostages who were under duress did not dare to offend Sir Zhuang's majesty.
"Crash."
Soon, more than a hundred hostages were scrambling to get out of the car one after another. There were some pushing and shoving, but no one dared to step on them.
After getting out of the car, the hostages held their heads in their hands, sweating profusely and screaming in surprise, and swarmed toward the tunnel exit.
Although some of them just saw Mr. Zhuang unloading the bullet, can't he have a spare magazine after unloading the bullet?
Mr. Zhuang's movements were fast and accurate, and he might have secretly grabbed the spare magazine and put it on.
Then with a set of extremely majestic magical operations, all the criminals were killed.
Saved the lives of hostages.
The hostages were shocked by Zhuang Sir's decisiveness, ability and marksmanship.
There is also gratitude on the other side.
Full of admiration.
Zhuang Shikai turned on the headset, looked around, eliminated dangerous factors, and said loudly: "Aqi! Aqi! The hostages have gone out!"
"Send someone to take over the hostages immediately!"
"Five criminals were shot dead at the scene."
"The explosives haven't been dismantled yet, speed!"
"Yes! Sir!" Cai Yuanqi looked happy when he received the feedback from the headset, and immediately waved his hand: "Go in and take over the hostages!"
"Yes, sir!!!" The frontline action team members responded solemnly, carrying weapons and shields, and rushed into the tunnel immediately.
At the same time, medical staff and vehicles outside the tunnel.
Begin preparations across the board.
Even the reporters noticed that the police were taking action, so they picked up their cameras and pointed them at the tunnel exit.
…
now.
Zhuang Shikai switched channels again and said in a deep voice.
"Sir Zhang!"
"Now you have more than five minutes!"
"But there may only be one second left!"
That's the situation right now.
"receive!"
"receive!"
"receive……"
Zhang Zaishan, Pan Chengfeng, and Dong Zhuowen answered seriously and calmly.
At this time, the three of them had found the line, pointed the three pliers at the lead, and took a deep breath.
Cord-cutting is about to begin!
"Let me tell you a number."
Zhang Zaishan preached aloud.
"good!"
"good!"
Everything in the picture, in the other two dark tubes, Pan Chengfeng and Dong Wenzhuo were sweating, holding their breath, listening intently to the sound.
Take bomb disposal as an example. Simultaneous trimming requires an error of 0.01 seconds. If the wires are connected in a reciprocal manner, the neural responses to each other will be different.
Depending on individual circumstances, the response difference is between 0.2 and 0.3.
This is calculated scientifically.
Therefore, when disposing of bombs at the same time, you cannot use the countdown method. Instead, you must devote yourself wholeheartedly and let your mind form the reflection of "numbers" and "cutting the thread."
After all, you have to "wait" while waiting for the countdown, and "capture" the number. Once you "capture" it, you can act!
"0708!"
Zhang Zaishan confirmed the numbers.
"OK."
Pan Chengfeng and Dong Zhuowen replied.
"2380, 3729, 0679..."
Zhang Zaishan read.
"0708!"
"Crack!"
Use three pairs of pliers to cut at the same time and cut the leads directly!
"Ding ding ding."
In the tunnel.
A cell phone ringtone rang.
At this time, Zhuang Shikai had just issued an order to Zhang Zaishan and others.
"Ding ding ding."
The hostages have left, and in the middle of the quiet tunnel, the ringing becomes extremely loud.
Zhuang Shikai touched the mobile phone in his pocket. It was very calm.
He slowly turned his head and looked at the chest of Hong Jipeng's corpse. The ringing sound coming from inside was extremely clear.
He walked up to Hong Jipeng step by step, bent down and took out one from the chest of his jacket. He looked at the number on his phone, hesitated for a moment, and pressed the answer button.
If this ringtone has any purpose, whether it is answered or not, it will send a message to the other party.
"Um?"
Zhuang Shikai put the phone to his ear.
asked aloud.
He chose to pick up.
Have a chat.
opposite.
There was silence.
"Hello, His Highness Charles."
Zhuang Shikai said with a smile.
"Tick."
Opposite the phone.
The boss behind the scenes hung up the phone directly.
