At midnight, as a third-tier city, Urumqi was only willing to turn on half of the street lights, but the abandoned chemical plant in the mountains was lit up like daylight by a huge searchlight matrix.
The place that had not been visited by outsiders for several years became overcrowded. Dozens of police cars, armored vehicles and ambulances surrounded an office building on the east side of the factory.
On the roof of the building, Shen Ming, who was leaning against the rough concrete guardrail, panted heavily. Since he started the arduous sports rifle training, he had never breathed so anxiously.
It's all because of the bastard in front of him, Baliangjin, who is known as the underground emperor of Wushi, and the biggest gang leader in Shili Baxiang.
This rascal with a thick face and gold-plated teeth, all the men who see him on weekdays bow their heads and dodge, and the little girl wants to flee immediately, claiming that the Urumqi in the daytime is controlled by the police, and the Urumqi in the night is him. Two gold has the final say.
But at this moment, Ba Liangjin was kneeling on the concrete platform with his head in his hands and his back to Shen Ming, and he no longer looked like a bully. His mouth full of gold-plated teeth had been pulled out one by one, rusty iron tongs and teeth were scattered aside, Shen Ming strangled him with a dog chain, and helped Shen Ming to the provincial youth team. The shooting champion's sporting rifle was right on the back of the bully's head. As long as Shen Ming gently pulled the trigger, the bully's life would be over.
However, Shen Ming was so tired that whether he still had the strength to pull the trigger was a question mark. In the past 3 hours, he alone raided the chemical plant occupied by Baliang Jin and over a hundred of his men. He killed as many as a hundred armed hooligans by himself. These guys were not street ruffians who only shouted with machetes, but drug dealers who were all equipped with pistols and guns and had received shooting training.
Shen Ming's sports rifle can penetrate a paper target within 100 meters, but if he wants to blow a head off, he has to shorten the shooting distance to 40 meters. This also meant that he almost shot at hundreds of armed hooligans all the way.
While Shen Ming was panting, the medical staff were carrying the corpses out of the office building. None of these hooligans were injured. Shock.
As the saying goes, laymen watch the fun, and experts watch the doorway. Only the special police who are proficient in shooting skills can understand how terrifying the murderer is.
Because these corpses were shot in the eyes, the bullets penetrated into the eye sockets and destroyed the brain tissue, and there was no possibility of rescuing them; and the bullets fired at the heart all entered through the gap between the two sternal ribs. Efficiently saves the kinetic energy of bullets, turning the sports rifle that is only used for competition into a murder weapon.
Maybe every special police officer present can score a perfect score of ten rings on the shooting range, but the real combat environment changes rapidly, and the irregular movement of the target makes the shooting accuracy drop sharply, but the murderer can control the error of each shot. Within 0.1 mm, it is as accurate as a killing machine.
The special police sniper team immediately divided into four groups and climbed up the chimney of the high tower opposite the murderer to set up a sniper position. In order to ensure the success of the mission, they were specially equipped with a JS7.62mm sniper rifle, which can hit apples within an effective range of 800 meters. Targets the size of a coin can hit a coin-sized target within a range of 500 meters.
Their position is only 480 meters away from the murderer's location. There is no wind tonight and the weather is mild, which is definitely the favorite weather for snipers.
However, the combination of four snipers and four observers couldn't lock their prey at all. The position of Shen Ming was exactly blocked by Baliang Jin's fat body, and he couldn't even see the ends of his hair.
"Falcon 1 reported that the Jitu could not be locked."
"Falcon 2 reports that it is unable to lock on the cunning rabbit."
"Falcon 3 reported that it was unable to lock on the Jitu."
"Falcon 4 reported that the Jitu could not be locked."
Disappointing news kept coming from the walkie-talkie. It had become unrealistic to kill the target without hurting the hostages. We had to create opportunities for sniping on the spot.
A gray-haired policeman volunteered to act as a negotiator, and walked out from behind a row of special police officers holding 95 assault rifles.
"Little brother, what's your name?" The old police officer said very kindly.
"Director Zhao! Help me!" Baliang Jin hated Tiaozi the most in his life, but now he screamed as affectionately as his own father with his mouth full of blood.
"Don't call me ghosts, others are asking me." Shen Ming pulled the iron chain in his hand, almost strangling Baliangjin's neck.
"Little brother, I know this bastard must have a grudge against you. Our special case team has collected evidence that he has endangered the village over the years. His crimes are enough to be shot ten times. You don't have to fight with your life here. If you leave it to us, the law will naturally give you justice." Director Zhao said with reason and emotion.
"Unfortunately..." Shen Ming said lightly.
"What a pity?"
"It's a pity that he owes my parents and little sister three lives. I won't be able to sleep if I don't send particles into his brain with my own hands..." Shen Ming's hand holding the gun trembled a little when he talked about deep hatred. You must know that many years of shooting training have allowed him to lift a 10-kilogram dumbbell straight for 3 hours, and his arms have not trembled since he was 8 years old.
"Are you Chongyang's son?" Director Zhao was startled. Chongyang and his wife are a pair of professional private bodyguards. Stay in the hotel.
Just 2 days ago, Chong Yang and his wife died in a car accident. His daughter, who was escorted to the hospital to identify her body, was seriously injured in a car accident again and was still being rescued.
The police have classified the two cases as deliberate murder, and the evidence all points to the local gang leader Baliangjin. It's just that Shen Ming's revenge was much faster than the police. He heard the man's mouth full of gold teeth from the first aid sister, and he knew the whereabouts of Ba Liang Jin by just overthrowing a local hooligan.
He killed here overnight, and before the anger engulfed his heart, he finally put the gun on the back of the bastard's head.
"My father died...my mother died...my sister stopped breathing in front of my eyes...but this bastard is still alive...how unfair?" Shen Ming took a deep breath.
"Attention all personnel, he is about to shoot..." In the earphone, a voice using an electronic voice changer reminded that this was a sniper outside the establishment, and it was determined only by the sound of his deep breathing that this kid was shooting Do your homework.
"Enough!" Director Zhao shouted suddenly, "Do you know how many people you killed? 103 people! Isn't your revenge enough? Although they are all hooligans, they are still alive. Listen to your voice, you Just a kid? Are you going to send yourself to hell with these bastards?"
"I have no family... already in hell." Shen Ming pulled the bolt and pushed the last bullet into the chamber.
"Come on! Shoot, kid! Do you dare to shoot? These police uncles are not vegetarians. You must have more bullet holes than me. Do you dare?" Ba Liangjin was frightened and suddenly laughed wildly. clamored.
"You don't understand at all..." Shen Ming's hands no longer trembled, "Shooting a gun and getting rid of distracting thoughts is my 'homework' in elementary school. I never think about whether I dare to shoot or not, I just look at whether the trajectory needs to be corrected. "
The slightly bent index finger triggered the firing pin and hit the primer of the bullet. At the moment when the muzzle of Shen Ming's gun burst into flames, the mysterious sniper hidden in the fifth sniper point had already pulled the trigger to fight back.
The professional sniper bullet roared with kinetic energy eight times stronger than that of Shen Ming's sporting rifle, and the bullet would penetrate through Ba Liang Jin's dead head for 0.05 seconds and blast Shen Ming's face.
But miraculously, the mysterious sniper's bullet was hit by Shen Ming's bullet in mid-air. In slow motion, the trajectory of the sniper bullet changed wonderfully. The shot that was supposed to kill Shen Ming only pierced his shoulder.
"This kid... is really lucky." The enigmatic sniper pulled the bolt and ejected the hot bullet casing, and was caught by him in mid-air. Before he could accept the reward, he had disappeared into the night.
A full 36 hours later, Shen Ming woke up in a hospital bed. Fortunately, he recovered his life, but he could not escape legal sanctions.
It is wrong to use violence to control violence, and revenge must pay the price of life. Shen Ming committed the crime of premeditated murder, and murdered 104 people in a row. His deeds have been dug up by major newspapers and TV media.
The sharp contrast between the former teenage shooting star and today's extreme murderer has brought strong attention, even abroad.
One must know that Shen Ming is only 16 years old this year, how could a 16-year-old boy coldly kill 104 people? This is a fact that no one can believe.
However, the man sitting beside Shen Ming's hospital bed felt that everything was so normal.
"Are you awake? Kid, your physical fitness is still too weak. Such a small injury has made you unconscious for 36 hours. If you were on the battlefield, you would have died ten times." He was wearing a camouflage military uniform, but he had no military rank or The muscular burly man with the military badge said it jokingly.
"I'm not a soldier...that's not a battlefield..." Shen Ming looked up at the gray ceiling and said coldly. He was not in a hospital, but a prison. The cold iron fence beside his bed was the insurmountable gap between him and freedom.
"Yes, it's not a battlefield, but purgatory. The terrified expressions on the faces of those killed by you are more terrifying than the ghosts in purgatory. Many corpses have feces and urine in their crotches, and some people's bullets The point is the back, for those who have given up resistance, you still sent the bullet into their hearts along the gap between the ribs on the back." The big man in military uniform described it vividly.
"If you want me to feel guilty, then you will be disappointed. I never feel sad for the targets I hit, no matter if it's a paper target or a meat target." Shen Ming is not as cold as a human being.
"Boy, do you know what will happen next?" The big man in military uniform asked with a smile.
"Identify the scene? Trial? Shoot?" Shen Ming showed no fear.
"This is just a normal process. In fact, there is still a possibility for your future. Join the 'Nirvana Project' and complete inhuman tasks. As long as you can survive 10 years, although this chance is very small, as long as you survive, you can Return to society alive and reborn from Nirvana. It is also death, depending on whether you want to die in a barren field or a bloody battlefield." The big man in military uniform put the empty bullet casing left by the sniper Shen Ming on him "My name is Kaos, you can call me the colonel, or the devil, in my sniper career, there has never been a person who can't be killed within 500 meters, and you are the first one. Nirvana, you have eligible to participate."
"Nirvana?" Shen Ming whispered to himself.