National Forensic Doctor

It was a quiet afternoon in Pingmeng City.

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Although there are many factories in the suburban area near the highway, not many of them are still in operation. Instead, they look very empty. If you take a walk, you will feel quite relaxed.

Unless there are hundreds of armed men.

A team of criminal police lowered their heads and walked quickly through the alley, carrying 95 magazine covers, 92 magazine covers, work bags, walkie-talkie covers, and started to evacuate the people from the surrounding factories according to the time.

The police special forces in charge of the checkpoint at the entrance of the alley wore helmets, hoods on their faces, ceramic plates in their combat vests, and submachine guns and pistols were all exposed.

The workers who were led out were confused for only a few seconds, and soon began to get excited. Some asked quietly, and some took photos with their mobile phones despite the warnings.

The criminal police leading the team snatched the mobile phone away and handed it to the police from the police station who came to pick them up. The latter smiled and pulled the person out of the queue and sent him to a nearby room for isolation and examination.

"Director Wang. All the staff of our department are in place. Please give instructions." The deputy director in charge of criminal investigation came over and saluted in a formal manner.

Wang Zhancheng took a deep breath and said without a word of verbosity: "Let's get started."

The more than two hours of waiting time was not only for the infantry fighting vehicle, but more for making plans.

80 kilograms of munitions, no matter how heavy it is packaged, sounds very scary. Especially in this kind of urban combat, an AK is turned on full automatic and fired at the right position, it can reimburse a squad at a time.

Regardless of whether the military and police who go into battle wear bulletproof vests, insert ceramic pieces, and are hit by medium-power bullets at close range, they will be broken into pieces, not to mention whether there are armor-piercing bullets.

Of course, if there is no rifle or above equipment, there is really no need to be so cautious. Even if it is a submachine gun, as long as it is still a pistol bullet, the police's protection can still work.

But it is obviously unreliable to rely on the enemy's backward weapons for their lives.

Wang Zhancheng and others obviously could not afford the possible losses.

They did not even consider any form of assault operations.

What rope rappelling and divine soldiers descending from the sky are extremely dangerous operations in the eyes of professionals. It is not that they cannot be used, but it is best to use them after sufficient training. In many of the famous cases, the target area was rebuilt, and they were trained in it for one or two months, simulating various situations before they really went into battle.

Therefore, it is not only exams that need to be practiced. Special warfare assaults or simple killings are also stronger the more times they are practiced.

Three special police officers began to move with shields.

Behind them, the other two groups of special police officers were in the same mode.

At the same time, the criminal police began to shout: "Listen, people inside, you have been surrounded..."

Wang Zhancheng looked at the familiar siege scene, and suddenly his blood boiled.

"Someone moved to the window. Do you want to shoot?" The observer next to the sniper was also equipped with a thermal imager and asked for instructions at the first time.

"Warn first." Wang Zhancheng hesitated for only a second.

The policeman who was shouting immediately changed his tone: "Listen, people inside, any action of yours may be hit. If you are willing to surrender, raise your hands and surrender..."

"Let the infantry fighting vehicle move forward." Wang Zhancheng felt like a general. Although there was only one iron lump, there was such a precious lump in front of him. What can you do to me?

The Type 92 infantry fighting vehicle turned the turret and then moved slowly at the speed of Subject 2.

In the repair shop, there was a lot of shouting, but if you listened carefully, it seemed to be some meaningless words.

The observer reported nervously: "Many people move... Many people move!"

At the same time, Jiang Yuan and others also looked at the scene of Pingmeng City through the camera.

While chewing cherries, Liu Jinghui commented bluntly: "The people of Pingmeng are too nervous. Since they have decided to use infantry fighting vehicles, they should just crash in. This way, they can push slowly and give the other side time."

"Giving them time will not help." The policeman of the anti-drug detachment peeled ugly oranges and said: "Don't look down on them. Snipers are the most useful at this time. As long as the level of snipers is guaranteed, the other side will be dead even if they carry an RPG."

Rocket launchers also need to be aimed. If they are really used against armored targets, they should take the unexpected route. Now a group of people are trapped in the repair shop. Every movement is under the surveillance of the police. Their ability to resist is already very weak.

Director Xu glanced at the few remaining cherries on the table, winked at his men, and then said: "Pingmeng is also trying to capture as many targets as possible. If the infantry fighting vehicles are not used, it is unknown how long it will take for this side to surrender."

Direct raids are not impossible, but if the other side has weapons, the raids will not only be more dangerous, but more likely to kill the target person.

Normal police operations should be to trap the target to death, then attack the heart first, and be prepared to wait until the other party surrenders.

At this time, the police feel tired, and the target will also feel very hard. Just the alertness of not being able to sleep is enough to make ordinary criminals give up.

But the Pingmeng Municipal Bureau cannot do this. They let them arrest people to interrogate and obtain clues. If they delay for 24 hours or even 48 hours when there is nothing to do, it will delay the criminals to death. Now it has been delayed for 8 hours, and Wang Zhancheng feels sorry for Jiang Yuan.

It can even be said that Wang Zhancheng has to guard against criminals destroying evidence. Whether it is arms or drugs, there is still a big difference between a complete and intact seizure and a pile of residues.

For example, compared with a migrant worker like Liu Jinghui, Bureau Xu understands Wang Zhancheng very well. If he has to choose, he will eventually bring an armored vehicle over, 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. class.

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 really unexpected. 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 sergeant 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 speed was significantly faster, and the turret's rotation was much slower.

Bang... bang bang...

As it approached the door of the repair shop, 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.

"Listen to the people inside, I'll give you one minute. Come out with your hands on your head. Resume the attack in one minute... Don't take any chances..." The loudspeaker of the Pingmeng Municipal Bureau became louder and the tone became solemn. many.

This grenade explains 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 has to protect the following troops from allowing the pikemen accompanying the chariot to be blown away by shrapnel.

Wang Zhancheng couldn't bear the pressure, so he grabbed the walkie-talkie and wanted to shout "attack".

With 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 and fighting a wave of chariots to persuade him to surrender again?" The political commissar gave him a new option without 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 of fire 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 did not 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 cough.

Wang Zhancheng breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party could withstand this wave of pressure, he would not be able to.

"Those 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 someone 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. …”

Jiang Yuan stuck his head out at this time and said: "The arms search will continue. Most of the police officers please stay here. I also have an address and phone number here..."