"The observation point calls the command center, and the observation point calls the command center!" Suddenly Yang Chengdong yelled hurriedly from the communication channel: "The situation at the capture site suddenly changed, and the target suddenly began to clean up and pull out the camp, as if it was about to enter the mountain now!!"
If a few drops of water fell into the hot oil just now, then a scoop of ice water was poured into the fryer of the task force, and Song Ping lost his voice: "What?"
Under the vast sky, more than 20 drug dealers in the distant wilderness suddenly rushed into the car, then started, turned around, and the high beam lights were on, and they were reflected in Yang Chengdong's furious eyes through the telescope.
"It's too late to wait for the night attack, they are going into the mountain!" Yang Chengdong no longer cared about lowering his voice, almost blurted out a roar: "You must take action immediately, the command center will reply! The command center will reply soon!!"
At this moment, one hand suddenly pressed Song Ping, and Bu Chonghua asked, "Have you confirmed the shark?"
Yang Chengdong stiffened like an electric shock. He subconsciously tilted his head, and was hitting the grass not far away. Liao Gang's eyes were also uncertain. No shark was found in the camp.
Where's the shark?
Is the drug lord hiding in two cars, or has he left in the third car? !
The situation must not be delayed for even one minute and one second. Several people in the task force exchanged glances quickly. Song Ping was heartbroken. He pressed the Bluetooth headset and was about to give an order, but Bu Chonghua held him back: "No!"
"you……"
"We haven't confirmed where the sharks are. It's useless to launch a siege. We haven't found the exact location of the drug factory!"
In fact, what Bu Chonghua said is not unreasonable. If the shark is not in the camp, he will lose his target if he rushes to encircle and suppress. At that time, the special police here grabbed two cars of bodyguards, but the sharks drove the third car into the mountains and made a fortune. Wouldn't it be a big joke?
"Report!" Technical detective turned his head abruptly: "There was news from the capture scene that the two vehicles of the target had already reached the mountain pass! Urgent request for instructions!!"
Song Ping pulled out the hand held by Bu Chonghua, and couldn't care about anything, and shouted into the Bluetooth headset: "Attention to the first arrest scene! Never let the target escape, start acting immediately!"
Forty kilometers away, when entering the mountain pass on the outskirts of the town, SWAT Wang Brigade pulled out the gun and made a sharp gesture backwards!
Without a word of nonsense from the headquarters, just as the two drug dealer vehicles drove off the highway and rushed towards the mountain pass, numerous police lights and sirens were suddenly blasted in the distance. Immediately afterwards, more than 20 special police cars were as snowy as swords, like a group of lions showing their sharp claws, coming out of two large carts of drug dealers from all directions!
"Police!" "There are police!!"
The panicked drug dealer lowered the car window, and more than a dozen submachine guns were stretched out at the same time. At the same time, countless black-clothed special police officers leaped out of the grass, rushing up to the police car passing by the side like lightning, and swiftly approaching, the fierce firefight resounded through the entire wilderness in the blink of an eye.
"Quickly rush out, quick!"
"Can't rush out, there is a note in front of it!!"
With the loud bang and the air waves, a drug dealer car madly rushing towards the special police was hit by a sniper bullet and the entire car exploded. The screaming and screaming was swallowed by the fire. Another drug dealer car seemed to be trapped in a prey surrounded by lions. The bodyguard broke through the phone in the rain of bullets and violent bumps, and shouted in despair: "Boss! Boss, we are surrounded! What should we do now? What should we do?!"
At the same moment, Jinzhai Road, Pitang Town. The shark leaned on the back seat, listened to the fierce firefight, explosions and roars from the mobile phone, his expression was cold and motionless, and then gently interrupted the call.
Qin Chuan, who was in the front row, glanced at the rearview mirror, then withdrew his gaze calmly.
But the driver was very upset: "Old... boss? The situation at the camp..."
"The camp is surrounded by the police, so you don't need to go back." The shark's tone was calm and without fluctuations, and he ordered: "Go straight into the mountain."
The expressions of the full riders were tense, and no one raised objections. The Ford car rushed down the highway with the sound of the modified powerful engine and galloped towards the vast mountains under the dark blue sky.
"What should we do now?" In the temporary headquarters, Bu Chonghua pointed to the technical reconnaissance screen: "The shark can't be in that camp. If he has entered the mountain, how can we track it?"
"Do you think you can follow them into the mountain by keeping those two car bodyguards?" Song Ping broke his mind and reprimanded: "It's useless! The shark is awake! Those two cars are his abandoned son!"
Bu Chonghua was taken aback.
"The shark will not tell them the route of the drug manufacturing plant, nor will the two vehicles be used as bait by the police, and I bet you! If the shark drives away in the third car, he will definitely put all the heavy firepower Bring it all by your side, you won’t even have a grenade on the two cars in the camp!” Song Ping poked Bu Chonghua’s shoulder hard with a finger, and sternly reprimanded: “Don’t use your normal thinking to speculate on the drug lords, you must substitute the drug lords Guess what he would do as a commander. You have to understand the psychology and position of everyone in the battle. Do you understand?!"
"..." Bu Chonghua's face suddenly changed, and finally nodded: "Understood."
"Lao Song!" At this time, a member of the task force quickly stepped forward with his mobile phone, his face was very ugly, and he lowered his voice and asked: "I asked what to do if the drug lord is not in the camp. Is there still a way to track the shark?"
The task force was busy, and the radio wave transmitted the latest situation and feedback instructions to all directions, but this small space seemed to be frozen.
Song Ping stood by the table, with one hand hanging on his side and clenched into a fist. Numerous indescribable complexity and difficulty passed across his face. After a long while, he finally turned to look in the direction of the auto parts store warehouse, and a word came out from his teeth:
"……Have."
The leader of the task force hadn't understood what he meant, but Bu Chonghua understood it instantly, and his face was pale: "No, it's simply"
This is too dangerous, almost destined to die!
But when the situation has reached this point, it seems that there is no other way. Is there another way to go?
"Bu Chonghua," Song Ping called the name of the young detachment leader in front of him, and said hoarsely: "Wu Yu is like you, he is a fighter."
Bu Chonghua stood there as if frozen, with no blood on his face.
"Lao Liang, this is the headquarters." Song Ping turned and pressed the Bluetooth headset, every word was low and determined, and passed into the ears of the auto parts shop "owner" wearing a lamb fur coat in the warehouse at this moment: "The situation is urgent, put the target. Go, let the artist return to the shark."
What, let the painter go back to find the drug lord? !
The "boss" shook his body, and he doubted his ears. Then he couldn't help but raised his head to look at Wu Yu, and a cold and terrifying thought came up in his heart: This young man is finished.
If it were not for the painter to provide the route, the special police would not be able to touch the camp of drug dealers in the wilderness. In other words, as long as the shark is not stupid, there is no second person except Wu Yu, and he will call at any time to let his subordinates kill Wu Yu!
The task force didn't protect the artist immediately, but instead asked him to go back to find the shark? !
"..."
The "boss" looked at Wu Yu, his lips trembling, but all these years of anti-drug career made him understand that orders are orders, especially in such a critical time. He forced himself to let go of the warehouse door, took two steps back, and even snorted from his nose:
"No... if you don't buy it, don't buy it. I told you that my price is the lowest in town. If you don't believe it, forget it."
Aken looked at the auto parts shop owner suspiciously, but didn't say a word, but coldly nodded to Wu Yu: "Go." He strode out of the warehouse and walked towards the door.
Wu Yu was half a step behind, his expression pale and calm. He retracted the corner of his eyes and looked into the depths of the warehouse, and then followed Aken away. When he passed by, he met the "boss" hesitant and stopped eyes, and even smiled.
"I'm sorry." He reached out and patted the fat waist of "Boss" and walked out of the auto parts shop.
The "Boss" stood in place, watching the painter's thin and tall back walk out of the gate, and was swallowed by the cold wind without a trace. A wave of extreme anger, pain and despair rushed to his throat instantly.
How could he walk so peacefully, did he know he was going to die?
Why does the greed behind every gram of drugs have to be filled with so much youthful hard work and even life?
Old Liang exhaled a deep sorrow and hot breath, and at this moment, there were rapid footsteps behind him, and he saw Bu Chonghua rushing up, grabbing him, and drew in his arms without saying anything.
Old Liang was taken aback: "You..."
"Are you missing anything?!"
Lao Liang's conditioned reflex touched his arms, his hand touched the place Wu Yu had just photographed, and he instantly enlightened him that his mobile phone with positioning was gone!
"Technical reconnaissance locates the number immediately, hurry up!" Bu Chonghua rushed towards the command post: "Wu Yu took the locator away, and he will start tracking now and arrange rescue at any time!"
call
The off-road vehicle rushed out of the town's highway, and the speed on the dashboard was pushing towards 180 a little bit, rushing into the darker and darker twilight in the distance.
Aken was sitting in the co-pilot, and the shark's deep voice came across from the phone: "Are you safe to come out?"
"Yes, we are already out of the town center."
"Are there any stalking behind?"
Aken glanced at the gray highway from the rearview mirror. Several private cars and small trucks were very slow, and in a blink of an eye they were left far behind him: "It shouldn't be there. There is no abnormality at present."
The shark mumbled, and Aken aimed his gaze at Wu Yu, who was sinking in the back seat, and couldn't help but whispered: "Boss, why are we exposed? Could it be..."
He didn't say the rest, but everyone tacitly knew.
How did the police know that they were in Qilongtang Mountain, Pitang Town, how could the special police know their location in the suburban camp besides the painter, is there a second suspicious candidate?
Unexpectedly, the shark on the other side of the call paused, and then wrote lightly: "Nothing. I'll send you a road map later. Let's meet after entering the mountain and bring the artist."
Aken reluctantly suppressed the suspicion in his heart: "Yes!"
Shark hung up the phone. At this time, the bodyguard on the side handed over a mobile phone and whispered: "Boss, I'm caught on Mingguang Road."
The shark frowned: "Stumbled?"
"Yes, the woman in the tire shop stopped them from leaving. She had to give them a discount brochure, and then pestered them to buy tires..."
Shark took the phone and his face was uncertain. He only listened to the vaguely noisy dispute from the other side. Listen carefully to his subordinates and another vague and eager female voice: "The boss really doesn't think about it anymore? Our tires are really full. The price in town is the lowest, and I can’t find any more affordable than ours. The ones sold in other stores are all refurbished tires..."
"Don't talk to me, get out of the way!"
The Scarfaced man tried to push away the girl who was in the way many times, but her voice was loud and entangled. She stood in front of the car and kept pushing the plastic bag with the brochure into his arms: " The boss, take it. The boss will take it back and have a look. Will you find my house if you need anything in the future? Okay?"
The two of them just stood outside the car door and entangled for less than two minutes. The eyes of the surrounding pedestrians have been attracted. A few men even walked two steps toward them, faintly trying to surround the car. Stance. Mobile phone\end remember one second "www.999xs.com" provides you with wonderful novels\read
The Scarfaced man was angry and anxious, and said that I would take this ghost brochure first, and then get in the car and throw it on the side of the road, so he snatched the plastic bag, and shoved the proprietress: I took it! You quickly get out of your way!"
"what!"
When Meng Zhao was pushed, he staggered and staggered. The miniature positioner on the cuff had slipped into the center of his left palm silently.
It's now.
The scar-faced man turned his head to get into the car, but Meng Zhao jumped on him in an instant, holding him tightly with his right hand: "Wait, don't go! Why are you hitting someone! You stop me!..."
On the other side of the phone, the shark sighed amidst the noise, seemingly regretful: "Don't pester her, she is a policewoman."
The baseball cap suddenly changed color, and he turned his head from the front seat to look at Meng Zhao, only to hear the shark from the opposite side saying:
"Kill her."
All changes happened at the same time.
The scar-faced man yelled, and forcibly pulled his hand to climb into the car, and when he was wrong with Meng Zhao, no one saw the policewoman throwing her left hand under the car seat.
The next moment, the baseball cap drew his gun, and bullets flying through the sky reflected in Meng Zhao's open pupils.
boom!
Time was stretched indefinitely, like slow motion in the camera. saw bullets penetrating through Meng Zhao's front abdomen and out of his back, bringing up an arc of blood arrow, the locator dropped out of his hand, and silently landed in the corner of the drug dealer's compartment.
It seemed that after a long, long time, there was a sound of the body falling to the ground: Plop!
The "pedestrians" on the street roared out loud, the drug dealers drove out frantically, and the sirens sounded in the distance... But Meng Zhao could no longer hear them. The world was so quiet, she lay on her back, only feeling hot blood gurg out of her abdomen, and her consciousness quickly began to blur.
The sky was a plume-gray cloud layer, and there was a white fairy flying towards her from a height in a trance, that was the first piece of snow.
Am i going to die? She couldn't help thinking.
But what should do if agree to take son and his dad on a trip?
There are countless steps running beside her, some people want to pick her up, some people hold the bleeding mouth in vain, and others cry hysterically. She moved her lips, trying to comfort them not to cry, but she couldn't make a sound when she tried her best. She only felt that someone was holding her hand tightly, and the scream seemed to contain blood: "Sister Meng! Sister Meng, don't sleep! Look at me Sister Meng!!!..."
It's Song Hui.
It's strange that she can't see anything clearly, but the girl's usual weeping and pitiful face appeared in front of her eyes, vividly, making her smile in a daze.
Don't cry, she thought, don't cry.
From then on, you are the oldest female field worker in the detachment, so you can't cry anymore.
The heavy snow covered the earth gently, and the ambulance whistle rang in the distance.
Meng Zhao slowly closed his eyes in the whiteness of the sky, and fell into a black and sweet dream.
"The observation point calls the command center, and the observation point calls the command center!" Suddenly Yang Chengdong yelled hurriedly from the communication channel: "The situation at the capture site suddenly changed, and the target suddenly began to clean up and pull out the camp, as if it was about to enter the mountain now!!"
If a few drops of water fell into the hot oil just now, then a scoop of ice water was poured into the fryer of the task force, and Song Ping lost his voice: "What?"
Under the vast sky, more than 20 drug dealers in the distant wilderness suddenly rushed into the car, then started, turned around, and the high beam lights were on, and they were reflected in Yang Chengdong's furious eyes through the telescope.
"It's too late to wait for the night attack, they are going into the mountain!" Yang Chengdong no longer cared about lowering his voice, almost blurted out a roar: "You must take action immediately, the command center will reply! The command center will reply soon!!"
At this moment, one hand suddenly pressed Song Ping, and Bu Chonghua asked, "Have you confirmed the shark?"
Yang Chengdong stiffened like an electric shock. He subconsciously tilted his head, and was hitting the grass not far away. Liao Gang's eyes were also uncertain. No shark was found in the camp.
Where's the shark?
Is the drug lord hiding in two cars, or has he left in the third car? !
The situation must not be delayed for even one minute and one second. Several people in the task force exchanged glances quickly. Song Ping was heartbroken. He pressed the Bluetooth headset and was about to give an order, but Bu Chonghua held him back: "No!"
"you……"
"We haven't confirmed where the sharks are. It's useless to launch a siege. We haven't found the exact location of the drug factory!"
In fact, what Bu Chonghua said is not unreasonable. If the shark is not in the camp, he will lose his target if he rushes to encircle and suppress. At that time, the special police here grabbed two cars of bodyguards, but the sharks drove the third car into the mountains and made a fortune. Wouldn't it be a big joke?
"Report!" Technical detective turned his head abruptly: "There was news from the capture scene that the two vehicles of the target had already reached the mountain pass! Urgent request for instructions!!"
Song Ping pulled out the hand held by Bu Chonghua, and couldn't care about anything, and shouted into the Bluetooth headset: "Attention to the first arrest scene! Never let the target escape, start acting immediately!"
Forty kilometers away, when entering the mountain pass on the outskirts of the town, SWAT Wang Brigade pulled out the gun and made a sharp gesture backwards!
Without a word of nonsense from the headquarters, just as the two drug dealer vehicles drove off the highway and rushed towards the mountain pass, numerous police lights and sirens were suddenly blasted in the distance. Immediately afterwards, more than 20 special police cars were as snowy as swords, like a group of lions showing their sharp claws, coming out of two large carts of drug dealers from all directions!
"Police!" "There are police!!"
The panicked drug dealer lowered the car window, and more than a dozen submachine guns were stretched out at the same time. At the same time, countless black-clothed special police officers leaped out of the grass, rushing up to the police car passing by the side like lightning, and swiftly approaching, the fierce firefight resounded through the entire wilderness in the blink of an eye.
"Quickly rush out, quick!"
"Can't rush out, there is a note in front of it!!"
With the loud bang and the air waves, a drug dealer car madly rushing towards the special police was hit by a sniper bullet and the entire car exploded. The screaming and screaming was swallowed by the fire. Another drug dealer car seemed to be trapped in a prey surrounded by lions. The bodyguard broke through the phone in the rain of bullets and violent bumps, and shouted in despair: "Boss! Boss, we are surrounded! What should we do now? What should we do?!"
At the same moment, Jinzhai Road, Pitang Town. The shark leaned on the back seat, listened to the fierce firefight, explosions and roars from the mobile phone, his expression was cold and motionless, and then gently interrupted the call.
Qin Chuan, who was in the front row, glanced at the rearview mirror, then withdrew his gaze calmly.
But the driver was very upset: "Old... boss? The situation at the camp..."
"The camp is surrounded by the police, so you don't need to go back." The shark's tone was calm and without fluctuations, and he ordered: "Go straight into the mountain."
The expressions of the full riders were tense, and no one raised objections. The Ford car rushed down the highway with the sound of the modified powerful engine and galloped towards the vast mountains under the dark blue sky.
"What should we do now?" In the temporary headquarters, Bu Chonghua pointed to the technical reconnaissance screen: "The shark can't be in that camp. If he has entered the mountain, how can we track it?"
"Do you think you can follow them into the mountain by keeping those two car bodyguards?" Song Ping broke his mind and reprimanded: "It's useless! The shark is awake! Those two cars are his abandoned son!"
Bu Chonghua was taken aback.
"The shark will not tell them the route of the drug manufacturing plant, nor will the two vehicles be used as bait by the police, and I bet you! If the shark drives away in the third car, he will definitely put all the heavy firepower Bring it all by your side, you won’t even have a grenade on the two cars in the camp!” Song Ping poked Bu Chonghua’s shoulder hard with a finger, and sternly reprimanded: “Don’t use your normal thinking to speculate on the drug lords, you must substitute the drug lords Guess what he would do as a commander. You have to understand the psychology and position of everyone in the battle. Do you understand?!"
"..." Bu Chonghua's face suddenly changed, and finally nodded: "Understood."
"Lao Song!" At this time, a member of the task force quickly stepped forward with his mobile phone, his face was very ugly, and he lowered his voice and asked: "I asked what to do if the drug lord is not in the camp. Is there still a way to track the shark?"
The task force was busy, and the radio wave transmitted the latest situation and feedback instructions to all directions, but this small space seemed to be frozen.
Song Ping stood by the table, with one hand hanging on his side and clenched into a fist. Numerous indescribable complexity and difficulty passed across his face. After a long while, he finally turned to look in the direction of the auto parts store warehouse, and a word came out from his teeth:
"……Have."
The leader of the task force hadn't understood what he meant, but Bu Chonghua understood it instantly, and his face was pale: "No, it's simply"
This is too dangerous, almost destined to die!
But when the situation has reached this point, it seems that there is no other way. Is there another way to go?
"Bu Chonghua," Song Ping called the name of the young detachment leader in front of him, and said hoarsely: "Wu Yu is like you, he is a fighter."
Bu Chonghua stood there as if frozen, with no blood on his face.
"Lao Liang, this is the headquarters." Song Ping turned and pressed the Bluetooth headset, every word was low and determined, and passed into the ears of the auto parts shop "owner" wearing a lamb fur coat in the warehouse at this moment: "The situation is urgent, put the target. Go, let the artist return to the shark."
What, let the painter go back to find the drug lord? !
The "boss" shook his body, and he doubted his ears. Then he couldn't help but raised his head to look at Wu Yu, and a cold and terrifying thought came up in his heart: This young man is finished.
If it were not for the painter to provide the route, the special police would not be able to touch the camp of drug dealers in the wilderness. In other words, as long as the shark is not stupid, there is no second person except Wu Yu, and he will call at any time to let his subordinates kill Wu Yu!
The task force didn't protect the artist immediately, but instead asked him to go back to find the shark? !
"..."
The "boss" looked at Wu Yu, his lips trembling, but all these years of anti-drug career made him understand that orders are orders, especially in such a critical time. He forced himself to let go of the warehouse door, took two steps back, and even snorted from his nose:
"No... if you don't buy it, don't buy it. I told you that my price is the lowest in town. If you don't believe it, forget it."
Aken looked at the auto parts shop owner suspiciously, but didn't say a word, but coldly nodded to Wu Yu: "Go." He strode out of the warehouse and walked towards the door.
Wu Yu was half a step behind, his expression pale and calm. He retracted the corner of his eyes and looked into the depths of the warehouse, and then followed Aken away. When he passed by, he met the "boss" hesitant and stopped eyes, and even smiled.
"I'm sorry." He reached out and patted the fat waist of "Boss" and walked out of the auto parts shop.
The "Boss" stood in place, watching the painter's thin and tall back walk out of the gate, and was swallowed by the cold wind without a trace. A wave of extreme anger, pain and despair rushed to his throat instantly.
How could he walk so peacefully, did he know he was going to die?
Why does the greed behind every gram of drugs have to be filled with so much youthful hard work and even life?
Old Liang exhaled a deep sorrow and hot breath, and at this moment, there were rapid footsteps behind him, and he saw Bu Chonghua rushing up, grabbing him, and drew in his arms without saying anything.
Old Liang was taken aback: "You..."
"Are you missing anything?!"
Lao Liang's conditioned reflex touched his arms, his hand touched the place Wu Yu had just photographed, and he instantly enlightened him that his mobile phone with positioning was gone!
"Technical reconnaissance locates the number immediately, hurry up!" Bu Chonghua rushed towards the command post: "Wu Yu took the locator away, and he will start tracking now and arrange rescue at any time!"
call
The off-road vehicle rushed out of the town's highway, and the speed on the dashboard was pushing towards 180 a little bit, rushing into the darker and darker twilight in the distance.
Aken was sitting in the co-pilot, and the shark's deep voice came across from the phone: "Are you safe to come out?"
"Yes, we are already out of the town center."
"Are there any stalking behind?"
Aken glanced at the gray highway from the rearview mirror. Several private cars and small trucks were very slow, and in a blink of an eye they were left far behind him: "It shouldn't be there. There is no abnormality at present."
The shark mumbled, and Aken aimed his gaze at Wu Yu, who was sinking in the back seat, and couldn't help but whispered: "Boss, why are we exposed? Could it be..."
He didn't say the rest, but everyone tacitly knew.
How did the police know that they were in Qilongtang Mountain, Pitang Town, how could the special police know their location in the suburban camp besides the painter, is there a second suspicious candidate?
Unexpectedly, the shark on the other side of the call paused, and then wrote lightly: "Nothing. I'll send you a road map later. Let's meet after entering the mountain and bring the artist."
Aken reluctantly suppressed the suspicion in his heart: "Yes!"
Shark hung up the phone. At this time, the bodyguard on the side handed over a mobile phone and whispered: "Boss, I'm caught on Mingguang Road."
The shark frowned: "Stumbled?"
"Yes, the woman in the tire shop stopped them from leaving. She had to give them a discount brochure, and then pestered them to buy tires..."
Shark took the phone and his face was uncertain. He only listened to the vaguely noisy dispute from the other side. Listen carefully to his subordinates and another vague and eager female voice: "The boss really doesn't think about it anymore? Our tires are really full. The price in town is the lowest, and I can’t find any more affordable than ours. The ones sold in other stores are all refurbished tires..."
"Don't talk to me, get out of the way!"
The Scarfaced man tried to push away the girl who was in the way many times, but her voice was loud and entangled. She stood in front of the car and kept pushing the plastic bag with the brochure into his arms: " The boss, take it. The boss will take it back and have a look. Will you find my house if you need anything in the future? Okay?"
The two of them just stood outside the car door and entangled for less than two minutes. The eyes of the surrounding pedestrians have been attracted. A few men even walked two steps toward them, faintly trying to surround the car. Stance. Mobile phone\end remember one second "www.999xs.com" provides you with wonderful novels\read
The Scarfaced man was angry and anxious, and said that I would take this ghost brochure first, and then get in the car and throw it on the side of the road, so he snatched the plastic bag, and shoved the proprietress: I took it! You quickly get out of your way!"
"what!"
When Meng Zhao was pushed, he staggered and staggered. The miniature positioner on the cuff had slipped into the center of his left palm silently.
It's now.
The scar-faced man turned his head to get into the car, but Meng Zhao jumped on him in an instant, holding him tightly with his right hand: "Wait, don't go! Why are you hitting someone! You stop me!..."
On the other side of the phone, the shark sighed amidst the noise, seemingly regretful: "Don't pester her, she is a policewoman."
The baseball cap suddenly changed color, and he turned his head from the front seat to look at Meng Zhao, only to hear the shark from the opposite side saying:
"Kill her."
All changes happened at the same time.
The scar-faced man yelled, and forcibly pulled his hand to climb into the car, and when he was wrong with Meng Zhao, no one saw the policewoman throwing her left hand under the car seat.
The next moment, the baseball cap drew his gun, and bullets flying through the sky reflected in Meng Zhao's open pupils.
boom!
Time was stretched indefinitely, like slow motion in the camera. saw bullets penetrating through Meng Zhao's front abdomen and out of his back, bringing up an arc of blood arrow, the locator dropped out of his hand, and silently landed in the corner of the drug dealer's compartment.
It seemed that after a long, long time, there was a sound of the body falling to the ground: Plop!
The "pedestrians" on the street roared out loud, the drug dealers drove out frantically, and the sirens sounded in the distance... But Meng Zhao could no longer hear them. The world was so quiet, she lay on her back, only feeling hot blood gurg out of her abdomen, and her consciousness quickly began to blur.
The sky was a plume-gray cloud layer, and there was a white fairy flying towards her from a height in a trance, that was the first piece of snow.
Am i going to die? She couldn't help thinking.
But what should do if agree to take son and his dad on a trip?
There are countless steps running beside her, some people want to pick her up, some people hold the bleeding mouth in vain, and others cry hysterically. She moved her lips, trying to comfort them not to cry, but she couldn't make a sound when she tried her best. She only felt that someone was holding her hand tightly, and the scream seemed to contain blood: "Sister Meng! Sister Meng, don't sleep! Look at me Sister Meng!!!..."
It's Song Hui.
It's strange that she can't see anything clearly, but the girl's usual weeping and pitiful face appeared in front of her eyes, vividly, making her smile in a daze.
Don't cry, she thought, don't cry.
From then on, you are the oldest female field worker in the detachment, so you can't cry anymore.
The heavy snow covered the earth gently, and the ambulance whistle rang in the distance.
Meng Zhao slowly closed his eyes in the whiteness of the sky, and fell into a black and sweet dream.
