Whoa!
The large piece of plastic sheet covering the rows of shelves was violently lifted by Wang Pengfei, and in the dust flying in the sky, the sharp and strange sound suddenly surfaced and appeared in front of everyone—
"This, this, this?" Wang Peng flew out half a step like a rabbit: "It's you?!"
Wu Tun was tied up in the shelf by Wu Hua Da, and his whole body was already like a corpse, staring at Wang Pengfei with blood-red eyes, and the paradoxical whimper came from his mouth.
"—Fuck you, a king of spades, what the hell are you doing?!" Wang Pengfei was furious: "Come on! Come on!! This business won't happen!!"
Everyone was stunned, and the two bodyguards left by Qin Chuan were also stunned. They couldn't stop it for a while, but Wang Pengfei rushed to the door of the warehouse and reached out to unlock it. Unexpectedly, however, no matter how he slammed and yanked the latch, the door panel that didn't look heavy didn't move at all.
The warehouse was locked from the outside.
With trembling hands, Wang Pengfei grabbed his pony's gun and aimed it at the metal door lock, bang! boom! Shoot twice. When there was a crisp bang, the bullet case fell to the ground, and the metal door lock was deformed, but no matter how you pushed it, it couldn't be opened.
"What's going on... This, what's going on..." Wang Pengfei finally shuddered and grabbed the bodyguard indiscriminately: "What the hell is your boss trying to do, ah?!"
The bodyguard was also terrified and couldn't answer.
Old Cai Qiang tried to persuade him with a sigh of relief, but at this moment he suddenly froze:
"Wait, what's on over there?"
Following his line of sight, everyone found it—behind Wu Tun, who was tied up in the shelf, there seemed to be something flashing in the darkness, emitting a faint red light.
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"Fuck you, the king of spades, what the hell are you doing... What the hell is your boss trying to do, huh?!"
Several aluminum alloys were nailed to the back of the warehouse door, which firmly fixed the door panel and the wall. The building materials of the temporary factory building have a good sound insulation effect, and Wang Pengfei's roar can only be faintly revealed through the wall.
The King of Spades kept his expression unchanged. He walked through the corridor in front of the warehouse door with a few bodyguards armed with miniature submachine guns.
—Three black bulletproof jeeps parked side by side, their fronts aligned against the outer wall of the factory.
"Boss," a subordinate with a night-imaging telescope greeted us and whispered, "Brother Jie just informed us from the observation post that the signs outside are coming from all directions, and they will flank our way down the mountain in about five minutes. "
From this direction, there is only one way down the mountain.
"Just wait for them to come." Spade K snorted: "Has the third branch been set?"
"Yes. The soil pits, tree holes, and rock crevices dug in the past few days, and the rock wall support points calculated by the veterans, all buried the 'medicine'. As soon as the note here comes up, Brother Jie sends a signal, Line 3 over there immediately—"
The bodyguard opened the car door, K of Spades bowed and sat in, asking, "How is your brother Jiang?"
"The driver who looked at him replied that he was still awake."
There was a gleam of bloodthirsty enjoyment in the eyes of the K of spades.
His sight went over the high glass windows of the factory building, over the mountain road where the night was roaring with wind, and over the vast and prosperous mountain walls and jungles; under the hillside, countless special police officers were climbing up the rocks and quickly approaching where he was.
But these people would never touch a single hair of him.
"When extension number 1 is dialed..."
The laughing voice of K of Spades is always very pleasant, but it seems to be talking to himself:
"He should wake up."
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In the warehouse, Ma Zai pulled Wu Tunsong away several times, and there was a sound of inhalation all around him—
I saw a bunch of colorful wires fixed on Wu Tun's back. In the center of the wires was a device that was indistinguishable in shape and somewhat resembling a telephone. On the top was a note with the words "Line No. 2" written on it. It came from this device.
Although Wang Pengfei couldn't recognize it, it was an old poisonous worm with a knife head licking blood, and an extremely ominous premonition immediately rose in his heart: "This, this, what is this?!"
Ma Zizhi was not stunned: "Telephone?" Immediately followed by "Ow!" Wang Pengfei kicked him out.
"It's a bomb..." Lao Cai's teeth clucked and the shudder finally rang out from the dead silence: "...I've seen this thing in Myanmar, it's a common frequency bomb..."
Several horses lost their voices at the same time: "Fuck!" "What?" "What?!"
Lao Cai could hardly stand up, he squatted down tremblingly after gritting his teeth, he almost fainted after only a few glances, Wang Pengfei jumped up and grabbed him: "What is the total frequency?! Say it again?!"
"It, its triggering device is a common frequency system, the thing that was taken out of the cordless phone, must have been short-circuited. As long as someone dials its phone, which extension number is called, which short-circuit system will burst out. Spark, ignite the detonator—"
Wang Pengfei roared, "What, a detonator?!"
Lao Cai's face was ashen, shaking and pointing to the "telephone" box: "You, look at that..."
Wang Pengfei followed his fingers and looked to the ground, and his eyes darkened immediately.
A little white powder was scattered around the bomb, mixed in the dust all over the floor. If you weren't careful, you wouldn't be able to see it, but as long as you saw it, you wouldn't be mistaken—
That's not heroin, that's RDX.
Behind the detonator is a box full of C4 high-explosive plastic explosives!
At this moment, outside the factory gate.
The two groups of SWAT officers leaned against the wall respectively, and Kang Shuqiang, the leader of the SWAT team, winked from under his helmet. The deputy nodded, kicked the door and flew back, and Kang Shuqiang led someone in during the lightning strike: "Don't move! Raise your hand!" "Police!!"
- Empty eyes.
Behind the gate turned out to be a closed corridor, and there was still a mess left by the hasty retreat on the ground. The hallway leads straight into the dark depths, and something is gleaming dimly under the tactical flashlight.
what is that
Kang Shuqiang waved his hand, and two groups of SWAT officers filed in, followed him quickly and sneaked into the end of the corridor—the road suddenly forked into three, and the two on the left and right did not know where they led, but there was a closed door in the middle. The four characters of storage warehouse.
Eighty-nine aluminum alloy seals were nailed to the door, sealing the warehouse, and there were vague slaps and shouts coming from the door.
Like other special police officers, Kang Shuqiang suddenly became suspicious: is this the transaction scene? What the hell is in there
"Boss," the deputy asked in a low voice.
There was no room for hesitation at the scene. Kang Shuqiang flashed the seal with a flashlight and found that the nail marks were fresh and not firm. He immediately gestured to let the two teams chase the fork, and pointed to the warehouse door in front of him at the same time: "Tear it down!"
No need for him to say it a second time, the SWAT elite picked up the door breaker and stepped forward—
In the warehouse, some people rushed to slam the door in a panic, and some people wanted to smash the windows like crazy. But the ventilation windows were as high as three meters from the ground, and it was impossible to get up. Everyone was screaming wildly, and the sound of scolding and crying pierced the eardrums.
Just then came the door - bang!
Bang!
"The door is opening outside!" Someone yelled, "The door is opening outside!!"
The people who climbed the window and the ladder all fell off and ran to the door: "Help! Let us go out!" "Help!!"
Lao Cai got some strength, staggered to his feet, picked up a shelf bracket scattered on the ground, and forced his way into the crowd.
How did things turn out like this? he does not know.
Just like the Burmese village doctor who was suddenly exposed, he must not have known that his fate would be hastily terminated on that day. In short, the situation has developed to the point of no return, and there is no point or time to investigate the cause. Undercover like them, the last few minutes of their lives are precious.
Boom! !
Old Cai lifted the steel bracket and smashed it on the door panel in front of everyone's eyes:
"Listen to the people outside! Don't come in!!"
The surrounding screams fell silent, but Lao Cai didn't care, clawed at the door and shouted: "There's a bomb inside! Retreat, there's a bomb!!"
"Damn what are you doing?" Wang Pengfei rushed up aggressively, grabbed Lao Cai's neck and threw it to the ground, and a few people rushed up and kicked him like crazy: "Shut up Laozi!"
"kill you!"
"Shut up!!"
But Lao Cai held his head and struggled desperately, and several burly men couldn't control the thin old man. He tried his best to climb to the door and shouted hoarsely: "Retreat! Don't come in! Don't come in!!"
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Qin Chuan stepped on the uneven stones and climbed the mound.
This highland is next to the factory area. According to the plan that Wen Shao had explained before, the motorcyclist who led him to retreat after the explosion was already waiting there. When he saw him, he came up and called Brother Qin.
Qin Chuan didn't answer, took the infrared telescope and looked down the steep slope in the cold wind.
Except for the king of spades, a drug lord who lacks emotional cognition and is naturally maddening, any criminals must have weak legs when they see this scene.
Halfway down the mountainside where the factory is located, countless red and blue warning lights flashed in the jungle, and several escape routes were blocked. In the open space in front of the factory, countless safety vests were reflective in the night, and it was the special police who were outflanking the trading scene at full speed.
The motorcyclist's phone rang, he answered the call, and handed over the phone: "Brother Qin, Brother Jie is looking for you."
Qin Chuan said casually, "I said where is your brother Jie hiding?"
The motorcyclist said: "We don't know about the big brother."
"Okay," Qin Chuan took the phone and put it to his ear, "Don't leave him behind when you retreat later. Hello?"
Ajie's voice was mixed with the whistling wind: "Are you ready?"
Qin Chuan took out his mobile phone and the note given by Wen Shao, entered the numbers one by one into the string of numbers on the note, pressed the dial-out button, and said with a smile, "What is there to prepare for, it's already done. already."
Ajie said in a deep voice, "The SWAT team has already broken through the gate of the factory building and is entering the warehouse. I'll count down three times, you call extension number 1."
Extension No. 1—the first high-intensity common-frequency bomb set up on the mountain road, its vibration amplitude and coverage are enough to cause a small-scale landslide, thus preventing the special police from retreating in the factory area, and blocking all channels for subsequent police reinforcements .
Countless red and blue lights are reflected on the lenses, the noisy engine and vocals, and even the reflective strips on the bulletproof vest are all so familiar.
He was one of them once.
Qin Chuan lowered his eyes, "Okay."
Ajie's cold countdown came from the phone: "Three—"
"Quick retreat... quick... don't go in..."
bang! Finally, the aluminum alloy seal smashed to the ground, and at the same time, intermittent shouts came from behind the door. Kang Shuqiang frowned, and the deputy said softly, "What's the sound?"
"Bomb... Retreat..." Someone threw heavily behind the door, and his voice finally became clear: "There is a bomb! There is a bomb inside!!"
Kang Shuqiang: "Fuck!!"
"two-"
The explosion-proof team grabbed it with shields in hand, all the SWAT police retreated at full speed, and several flashlights were swayed randomly on the walls of the factory hallway.
"The informant!" Ju Lu's roar came from Kang Shuqiang's earphone: "The informant is inside! The informant is inside!!"
Kang Shuqiang snatched the little soldier's shield, kicked the man to the back with his flying feet, and hurriedly rushed to the warehouse door—
"one."
Qin Chuan's phone was connected, and he pressed extension 001.
Boom! ! !
The explosion shot into the sky halfway up the mountainside, and the surrounding area was as bright as day for 100 meters. The air waves drove seven or eight police cars into the jungle at the same time.
The boulders on the mountain rolled down, and a strong shock wave even rushed into the factory area. The entire workshop swayed around, and Kang Shuqiang, who was caught off guard, slammed into the warehouse door!
Inside the commander's car, the fire shone through the glass, illuminating Director Lu's reading glasses and everyone's stunned faces.
In the police car, Yan Yan's foot on the accelerator suddenly slowed down, and he turned his head in disbelief to look out the side window.
In the back seat of a jeep on a highland outside the factory, Jiang Ting opened his eyelids slowly, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare and fell into another nightmare.
"..." Jiang Ting struggled twice in vain, his wrist bones rattling the handcuffs. The driver heard the movement and turned back from the front seat to say something, but it was in Burmese, indistinct in the aftermath of the explosion.
Jiang Ting gasped hoarsely, "...what?..."
"The boss said, please watch it carefully!" The driver finally changed into blunt Chinese and said, "This is the first time, he will come to pick you up after three explosions!"
Jiang Ting seemed to have been stunned, his beautifully shaped lips trembled rapidly, and his complexion was astonishingly white in the fire. Then he leaned down suddenly, panicked, as if he didn't dare to look at all.
The driver pouted.
- He only thinks that the person sent by the boss is not threatening at all, that is, weak and timid. If the notes are the same as him, it is no wonder that he is such a waste.
But what he didn't see was that Jiang Ting reached his hiking boots the moment he leaned over, pulled out a hairpin from the boot shaft, and poked it into the handcuff's keyhole.
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"Fuck!" Qin Chuan staggered two steps by the air wave, and spat out the sand in his mouth: "This is too damn close! I was almost blown away!"
"After the host number is dialed, the radio transmission of each extension number is limited in distance. If it is too far away, the extension's common frequency system cannot receive it, and the detonating device cannot be triggered. Your position is already the farthest. "
Qin Chuan managed to clean up the sand: "Okay, what should I do now?"
"Get ready to trigger Line 2," Ajie said.
The wind on the other side of the call was sharp, and it seemed that Applejack was walking fast, but he didn't know which cave he was hiding in on the top of the mountain. Qin Chuan stood up straight and squinted at the factory warehouse where Wang Pengfei and others were imprisoned. The trigger for the No. 2 bomb was there.
He knew very well that the SWAT team should be breaking the door.
It was so dark and so far apart, but he could call out the names of those SWAT officers without looking at them, and he could even remember the nickname of the SWAT team leader, Master Kang.
He just couldn't remember which time the nickname came together after a celebration drink.
"Big brother's manpower for the retreat has been prepared. After the explosion of Line 2, the convoy will rush out of the factory building in the chaos and drive towards the retreating mountain road, which is Line 3... Damn," Ajie didn't know what to see, and lowered his voice. He scolded in a low voice: "Now that road is full of police cars, it's like going to a market."
"Can you rush out?" Qin Chuan asked.
"As long as there is an explosion, you can rush out. The C4 buried on Line 3 is enough for eighteen people to die."
Qin Chuan nodded with confidence.
"Hey, the special police are going in." Ajie's voice on the mobile phone vibrated: "Line 2 is ready to detonate, three-two-"
The door panel suddenly burst open, torn apart. Before Wang Pengfei's fist hit Lao Cai's face, he froze in the air and was kicked out from behind!
"Don't move! Police!"
Countless footsteps came one after another, and countless gun muzzles protruded from behind the riot shield. Several drug dealers, Ma Zai, slumped to the ground in an instant, and without even resisting a little, they were rushed by the police and handcuffed.
"The bomb has exploded! Where is the bomb?" Kang Shuqiang rushed up to help Lao Cai up, and said incoherently, "Where is the bomb?!"
What he wants to say is that the bomb on the mountainside outside has exploded. What do you mean by "there is a bomb inside" and where is it? But the confusion and excitement are not clearly expressed at all.
Lao Cai's face was covered in blood, and he gasped quickly, grabbing Kang Shuqiang: "No, no, no explosion..."
"what?!"
Lao Cai gestured desperately.
Everyone looked up, Kang Shuqiang's pupils shrank instantly!
The explosive device on Wu Tun's back was flashing quickly, more and more urgently. The speed of the red light flickered as if death was coming, and soon it was no longer extinguished, and it was completely lit up—
Ajie finally stopped and said coldly:
"one."
A strange smile appeared in Qin Chuan's eyes, and then he hung up the phone and threw the phone off the stone cliff.
The motorcycle rider stepped forward in horror: "—you!"
boom!
The gunshots sounded, and the motorcyclist couldn't even see what was going on, and there was already a black hole between his eyebrows.
"..." He opened his mouth weakly, and the corpse fell to the ground, and the blood mixed with the brains slowly smeared into the ground.
Qin Chuan took off his glasses and threw them away, put on his helmet, and kissed the hot barrel. Then he casually put the Type 92 back into the holster and straddled the motorcycle.
Down the steep stone wall, hundreds of meters in front, behind the factory—
The lights of the three jeeps turned on at the same time, reflecting the wall in front of them pale. That is the manpower that Spade K is preparing to retreat. They will rush out of the factory building after the explosion, run over the burning police car and rush through the mountain road, and then disappear into the vast mountains and forests of the southwest.
Qin Chuan narrowed his eyes, his pupils flickered with cold light, and the engine started suddenly at the next moment.
boom!
The off-road motorcycle turned into a sharp blade and ripped apart the cliff in an instant!