The solar system is broken

Blue and red car lights flash.

The flashlight's beams of light swayed back and forth.

Yellow cordons were drawn up at a distance of five meters.

The flashlight's light shone on a mottled cement wall with bullet holes densely packed like a honeycomb.

"Photograph."

A policeman came up, holding a camera to collect evidence.

"The filming is finished, Captain Hao!"

He waved his white gloves to signal retreat.

"Captain Hao, this is a master of human body contouring. Just 50 bullets..."

"Don't say nonsense what you shouldn't say," the middle-aged police officer with a Chinese character reminded him in a low voice.

The whole scene was in a mess, with bullet casings everywhere.

This was the largest shooting incident in the area in five years, with four guns involved.

Three Smith & Wesson 686 revolvers. The 686 has a barrel length of 10.16 cm, a total gun length of 24.38 cm, and a weight of 1.13 kg. The 686 also has adjustable sights, a double-action firing system and a stainless steel body. It is fully loaded with ammunition.

6 rounds.

This type of pistol was in service with the US police around 1992 and is often used as a sporting pistol.

The power is unsatisfactory, but basically there is not much recoil.

As for the m9 pistol seized from Baimao, it is a bit more advanced than the 686, but it is almost the same.

But what Captain Hao really didn't expect was that one of the three would be beaten to death, and two of them would be scrapped.

That Bai Mao only had 12 rounds of ammunition, while the three traffickers had an astonishing number of more than a hundred rounds. The firepower reached an astonishing comparison of 1:10.

This white-haired man is very cautious. His first reaction when shooting is to find a bunker and then move around.

At the same time, he also lacked courage. During the gap between the enemy's reloading, he suppressed him and directly fought with him in hand-to-hand combat.

He defeated three people and only received a shallow cut on his waist. Such a record is quite astonishing.

An officer with his shirt off was spreading his arms, and a nurse in white was bandaging his wounds.

Karl gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain.

(Pain is an actual or potential tissue damage, or an unpleasant sensory and emotional experience associated with the description of such damage.)

(Although the electrical signals of painful tissues are objective reflections, in times of danger, the central nervous system will selectively avoid pain signals in order to avoid danger efficiently.)

(So ​​pain is subjective.)

(When under strong emotional pressure such as high tension, emotions such as pain will be suppressed)

Gurgling blood seeped out slowly from the bandage, but Karl didn't make a sound.

The two paraplegic traffickers had already hung up their rose bracelets and were carried by two men in white coats to the truck.

As for the wall, the doctor shook his head and the nurse immediately covered it with a white cloth.

The old monk held the door of the ambulance with a smile and looked at Carl, this is a man.

"You really don't want to learn my Kung Fu?"

This doll's temples are bulging, its heavens are plump, its arms are longer than normal, and its body is well-coordinated.

Coupled with the hard work of military training, the foundation is very good.

He can be regarded as a good martial artist, but this foreign devil is a bit unhappy.

"It's been too long...the silk~" has been torn.

The old monk's martial arts secrets are incredible. It took ten years to refine skin, twenty years to refine bones, and thirty years to capture with fists and kicks.

By the time this exercise is completed, Carl will only be in his fifties, so what kind of humanity will he be defending? He will be directly cremated.

"Don't use force, the wound won't heal well if it's open." The nurse raised her head and frowned, which made the old monk more confused. "Let's go, let's go," she blasted the old monk repeatedly.

"Foreign devil, you are thinking about it."

"Uncle, please step aside and don't affect our work~" The nurse became impatient.

Karl shook his head vigorously.

I once had a martial arts dream. I hoped that a famous master would pass on my 70-year-old skills to me, and I would be happy in the world.

At that time, for the martial arts dream, I gave up my family business, traveled around the world, and lived the hottest youth crazily.

If he were ten years younger, not five years old, he would definitely follow the old monk before he had enough faith.

After all, which boy can resist a master who can knock down a little Karami with an iron ball ten steps away.

"This old monk is causing trouble and is not serious." The nurse cursed, leaned down, cut the gauze with a sharp knife, pulled off the two ends, and tied it back up.

"Xiao Li," an angry police officer came over and winked at the little nurse.

"No time," he said angrily.

"Captain Hao wants to ask him something." The police officer was not embarrassed at all and smiled playfully.

"Oh." He picked up the plate and left.

The police officer approached him shamelessly, "Xiao Li, do you have a chance to join your profession with someone like me?"

"No!" gritted his teeth.

"If I start as a nurse, how long will it take for me to be a nurse? Then I can become a doctor!"

"Smelly gangster!" Bang bang bang.

"You haven't told me yet, how long has it been?"

"Damn gangster!"

The corner of Carl's mouth twitched. Chinese is really profound and profound. How long have you been a nurse and how long have you been a nurse have so different meanings.

A middle-aged man with a Chinese character squatted down in front of Karl.

This is a very ordinary police officer, with a wrinkled shirt and a walkie-talkie on his chest.

He is about 40 years old, has a short haircut (the most common hairstyle among Chinese staff), and is covered with stubble.

Eagle-like eyes carefully scanned every detail of Carl.

In a very hoarse voice (probably due to lack of sleep and a cold), "Who are you?"

"Space Force, you don't have the authority."

It's the Space Force again.

A murder case occurred in the university town a week before District 11. This case was handed over to the Space Force after trial.

This group of space forces is a military secret and cannot be disclosed.

That's all. At worst, I won't do it anymore.

But when people asked you to cooperate, you didn't say anything. To put it bluntly, you were acting as a gunner for them.

Fortunately, there is a lunatic in the traffic police team who wants to be a criminal policeman...

These past few days... have been miserable.

"Can I ask anything?" Captain Hao rolled his eyes and asked speechlessly.

"I met them by chance when I was investigating a person. They must have mistaken me."

Captain Hao shook his head, impossible.

These human traffickers are not desperadoes in the true sense and would not have the courage to shoot at the army. Unless...

"Did you draw the gun first?"

"Yeah," Carl nodded.

For that extremist organization, anything that might threaten their beliefs will be attacked.

Karl thought it was a rebel force at first, but once they fought, he clearly felt that they had defeated a group of people on the other side, not even gangsters.

"Then I basically understand." Captain Hao nodded. It was probably a misunderstanding.

There will be a headline in tomorrow's newspaper. The police cracked a major case of abducting women and children and killed a gun-wielding gangster. The other two gangsters resisted arrest with guns and were subdued by a special police officer.

Eight abducted women and children were rescued. The case is still under further investigation.

(The Space Force cannot see the light of day, their methods are too extreme, and sometimes they are more terrorists than terrorists)

(This kind of aftermath is naturally left to the police, so the credit belongs to the police)

Thank you for the gifts of nature.

Captain Hao looked at Carl with a look of... double love. The Space Force is actually not that torturous~

"Take good care of yourself~"