Chapter 141 A narrow road meeting
"The old ghost appeared!"
The SWAT report rang out over the communication channel: "He got out of a black Santana, with two people by his side."
"Old Ghost" is moving towards the marked cement house, the distance between the two points is about 400 meters."
Xia Lili lay on the steel platform on the third floor of the cement factory's main building, and the night wind made her cheeks cold.
Leng Xiaohe beside him adjusted the telescope, and the lens reflected the faint car lights in the distance.
When Xia Lili heard the news that the old ghost had appeared, even though she didn't have to go to the front line to catch anyone, her heart was in her throat.
In the headset, Li Qihan's voice was as calm as a knife: "Team A is in place."
Li Qihan leads Team A to rescue the hostages, and Ning Yutong leads Team B to capture Lao Gui, their old rival in the anti-drug team.
Ning Yutong's voice then rang out on the communication channel: "Team B is in position."
The two people guarding A Quan in the cement house seemed to have just received the news of the leader's arrival. One of them came out of the cement house and was looking around.
In the distance, the old ghost and his men came over. One of the guards rubbed his hands with an anxious look on his face: "The boss is finally here. This kid has been stubbornly saying that he is just a thief who stole things——"
The guard was speaking when something unexpected happened—
"Bang!"
The muffled sound of a sniper rifle pierced the night sky.
The guard who was speaking had blood splattered from his knee and fell down screaming.
When Lao Gui heard the gunshot, he immediately changed his route and ran away!
"Action!" Li Qihan's order exploded like thunder.
The detectives from Team A pounced out from the shadows like ghosts.
The blaster kicked open the iron door of the concrete house, and the strong light from the stun grenade instantly engulfed the interior space.
Ah Quan curled up in the corner. The gangster guarding him was blinded by the bright light and just as he reached for the weapon at his waist, he was knocked down by a flying kick from Li Qiuhan.
"Police! Don't move!"
Li Qihan handcuffed the gangster's arms, but when he stood up, he caught a glimpse of a cold light at his side - one of Lao Gui's men had actually arrived at the door of the cement house just when the stun grenade was lit, with a dagger around his neck, intending to kidnap him!
Li Qihan reacted extremely quickly and leaned forward!
"Swish--" The blade cut through the uniform, but was blocked by something hard the moment it touched the skin.
The gangster's eyes widened. Li Qihan didn't look back, but instead elbowed the attacker hard on the temple.
The man groaned and slid to the ground like a puddle of mud.
It was not until then that Li Qihan touched his back - where the polymer fiber protective vest that Xia Lili had forced on him was slightly hot.
"The hostages are safe!" Li Qihan reported while pressing the headset.
On the third floor of the main factory building in the distance, Xia Lili breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense shoulders finally relaxed. But when he thought that the old ghost had not been caught yet, Xia Lili became nervous again.
Nothing will happen to Ning Yutong's Team B, right?
There were no hallucinations when she and the members of Team B looked at each other.
Now is the time to verify whether her ability to predict misfortune and reverse elimination method is 100% effective!
Xia Lili's heart was pounding.
In the distance, sounds of fighting were heard from three of the old ghost's sentry posts!
Before the gunshots had even finished, three dark shadows had already jumped up from different directions like cheetahs.
The special police officer under the tower crane on the east side leaped forward, and his tactical boots made a dull sound as they stepped on the steel frame.
He twisted his body in mid-air, his right arm clamping the gangster's throat like an iron clamp, while his left hand simultaneously knocked away the weapon at the other's waist.
As the gangster's struggling hands touched the dagger, he was thrown over the shoulder and fell heavily to the concrete floor. The riot helmet hit the ground with a dull "bang".
The special police on the west side rushed forward in the shadow of the blender, and the moment the gangster turned around, he chopped the other's wrist holding the gun with his left hand like a knife.
With the crisp sound of bones cracking, the right knee hit the gangster's abdomen hard.
When the other person bent over and retched, he took advantage of the situation and pressed the back of his neck against the remains of the blender - the whole set of movements was smooth and the splashing blood drew fine red lines in the moonlight.
The shadowy SWAT officer on the south side rushed head-on towards the criminal with his weapon drawn, and suddenly ducked and slid to tackle the criminal the moment he raised his weapon.
The tactical dagger flashed with a cold light, and a hole was cut in the criminal's trouser leg, including his skin and flesh.
As the man staggered in pain, he spun in the air, his boots swishing through the temples with a whistling sound. As the criminal fell, he had already pressed one knee against his back and, with a click, fastened the handcuffs.
"Area C cleared."
"B Zone Control."
"Solved at Point A."
Reports of successfully subduing three criminals on guard came one after another on the communication channel.
Commander Gu's steady voice came from the intercom: "Assist Team B and capture the old ghost!"
The broken glass at the abandoned construction site creaked under the SWAT boots, and the muscle lines under the bulletproof vest rose and fell with his breathing.
The moonlight gave the tactical helmet a cold and hard outline.
At this time, sniper point.
The moonlight coated the silencer of the sniper rifle with a layer of cold frost, and a hint of gunpowder smell still lingered at the muzzle.
The sniper maintained his shooting posture, his slender fingers still on the trigger guard. Through the high-power scope, he could see the cement floor where Lao Gui had just stood - the debris flying around the impact point glowed phosphorescently in the night vision goggles.
Two snipers tracked Lao Gui's movements.
At the moment the gunshot rang out, the old ghost's gold teeth flashed a cold light in the moonlight.
He watched with his own eyes as his men's knees exploded in the blood mist, but he suddenly retracted his neck and arched his back like an old wolf that had foreseen danger.
"What the hell! How did the cops find this place?!"
And they were surrounded heavily! How long in advance was this ambush set up?
what is going on!
The old ghost roared and suddenly changed direction, almost jumping out from the ground.
The sniper's first bullet grazed his baggy trouser leg, gouging sparks on the concrete floor.
Lao Gui's escape route was as tricky as a loach - sometimes he would make a Z-turn and pounce on the scrapped mixer truck, and sometimes he would roll over and hide in a blind spot.
The sniper cursed in the scope. This old fox moved precisely in the shadows of each bunker, not even giving him a chance to aim at the corner of his clothes.
"Don't beat him to death! Keep him alive!"
Commander Gu’s angry roar was heard over the communication channel.
Lao Gui also noticed the sniper's restraint at this time, grinned, and yellow beads of sweat rolled down his scar.
He knew his own worth too well—the police would rather break their legs than shoot him.
Taking advantage of this, he suddenly kicked over the rusty iron barrel. Amidst the roar of metal, his figure disappeared like a ghost behind the broken load-bearing wall.
Just when Lao Gui thought he was going to escape successfully, his hideous smile froze on his face.
Just as he was about to rush into the abandoned pipe.
A dark shadow flashed out from behind the concrete pillar like a ghost.
The muzzle of Ning Yutong's gun shone coldly in the moonlight, only three meters away from his eyebrows.
"Don't move!" Her voice was colder than the barrel of a gun.
Ning Yutong had a premonition that this old ghost was like a rat in the gutter, choosing tricky angles to escape due to her familiarity with the opponent after many confrontations.
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