According to reports, this story begins at an entirely unscientific moment: Zhou Ziye, a designer who rose from creating counterfeit mobile phones, suddenly time-traveled back to the year 1984.
...The car was moving forward at a snail's pace, but it was safe because it could withstand bullets and even a large pineapple.
Once they were about seven or eight meters away, both sides could hear each other's conversation.
"Put down your weapons, stop resisting to the end, and stop clinging to wishful thinking," said one of the security personnel following Xing Baohua's guard.
At this time, a large number of personnel had arrived to provide support, various advanced equipment had also arrived, and several snipers had reached their effective positions.
Captain Han reached out and asked for a pair of binoculars, watching as the dangerous element held a pineapple in each hand, ready to detonate it at any moment.
This is the stalemate point. He's thinking that if he can survive, he might be able to extract a lot of useful information from him.
Internal traitors are the most annoying; they can infiltrate any area.
A dead person can't be exchanged for anything, not even for any useful value.
Often, when it's inconvenient for the authorities to take action, they turn to agencies. This way, even if they are exposed, they can easily shift the blame.
In many American movies, there are active-duty police officers who go on special missions and forget their identities. The authorities will not recognize their actions and may even say that they were never part of the organization.
Even if Americans hire a third-party professional team, it's much easier once they know who the employer is.
Captain Han picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Sniper, be careful, don't aim for vital organs."
"receive"
"clear"
The sniper responded over the walkie-talkie, and then Captain Han asked if the ambulance had arrived.
Once they learned that everything was ready, they ordered the door team to continue closing in.
The assault team was already in position, not far from the car doors on either side, all holding shields, in case dangerous elements threw pineapples behind the doors, which was the most dangerous position.
Then, looking at the dangerous element, he shouted, "Let me go, or more of you will die."
Han knew that this woman had a female accomplice who hadn't come along on this mission. Maybe she was hiding somewhere, plotting something bad?
They must be captured alive.
He picked up the walkie-talkie again and shouted sternly, "Action!"
No sooner said than done, the two assault teams quickly closed in. Their shields were lightweight and did not hinder their movement.
The pineapple bullets may not be able to penetrate the shield, but the shockwave can cause injury, so there is a risk of casualties among the team members during this operation.
They had no choice but to fight desperately when faced with ruthless criminals.
If an American were in this situation, even if they pulled out a pineapple, it would probably be riddled with holes. The steel bullets inside the body alone could be forged into a steel plate during cremation.
During the raid, the dangerous element wore a strange smile, and for some reason, Captain Han saw it as contempt through his binoculars.
They despise all of them.
With a slight movement of his hand, the pineapple seemed about to fall, and at that moment the sniper decisively opened fire.
It's a strange feeling, you can't really describe it. Maybe it's when you're about to let go and throw the pineapple, and the two snipers seem to have a tacit understanding and fire at the same time.
They all hit his shoulder, and the inertia pulled him backward. His raised arm also reached outside the riverbank railing. The two pineapples didn't go forward; instead, they fell outside the railing and directly into the river.
With the threat gone, the group rushed forward in a flash from a distance of just a few meters and captured him on the spot.
Only then did Captain Han breathe a sigh of relief, look in the two sniper directions, and give a thumbs up.
There are many fearless people in our country, and even more outstanding soldiers with excellent qualities and skills.
We just don't usually see them.
Xing Baohua took Su Ya to the hospital. After a thorough examination, it was found that there was nothing wrong, except for a slight bruise on the arm muscle caused by compression. He prescribed a bottle of safflower oil and told her to rub it on her arm a few times at home and it would be fine.
It's good that everything is alright. Later, Xing Baohua received a notification from the guard team that the dangerous individuals had been apprehended on the river embankment.
After sending Su Ya back first, Xing Baohua headed to the Mouju compound. His two guard cars were parked there, one of which was missing its door. Xing Baohua felt that the car chase had been quite fierce, as the car door had been smashed to pieces.
As for the other car, the headlights and other fragile parts were already damaged. These are minor issues; as long as everyone is alright, that's all that matters.
Captain Han was busy and didn't have time to receive Xing Baohua, after all, there was still a wanted criminal who hadn't been caught.
We also need to find their temporary residence and locate the dangerous goods. Moreover, Captain Han may not be certain that there are only two people; there must be someone else providing them with supplies and intelligence.
Especially after hearing the dangerous elements say that if they didn't release him, there might be more explosions.
To prevent another explosion, they need to race against time.
This requires obtaining more information from that dangerous individual.
Interrogation is a technical job, and each department has its own techniques. Just by listening to the faint screams, you can tell that Captain Han and his team of interrogators are highly skilled.
"The soundproofing in this building is terrible!" Xing Baohua said, shaking his head as he listened to the howling.
Xing Baohua walked up to the several damaged vehicles, glanced at them, and asked, "Won't it be too conspicuous to travel in a convoy like this?"
One of the drivers said, "It's not a big deal if it's eye-catching, nor is it shameful. The performance is quite good. Even if the door is installed on that car, it won't affect its use."
Xing Baohua asked in surprise, "Can it be put back?"
"Just put them back together the way they were taken down, it's not difficult. The difficult part is that you should try not to go out at night, the lights on these cars are all broken, and you can't see at night."
Xing Baohua nodded, then called his hometown to have the big red flag transported over.
A short while later, Captain Han led everyone out of the building, and the others got into the car to leave. Captain Han walked up to Xing Baohua and asked, "Are you going back to your residence, or should I move you to a safe place?"
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