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The two superimposed short bursts of submachine gun fire broke the silence on the second floor again after the explosion.
The two boys at the west end of the corridor didn't even scream. One of them was shot in the head and fell straight down.
There were a few splashes of blood on the other's chest, and the impact of the bullet shattered the partition glass next to him.
Mr. Long in the surveillance room, from the surveillance footage of the corridor on the second floor, saw people from the anti-terrorism team rushing into the corridor from the office.
Seven people were hiding on both sides of the stairway, and the two leading ones rushed into the stairway one after the other.
He quickly picked up the intercom and ordered his men in the hall to seal the stairwell on the first floor with fire.
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A boy at the service desk picked up the old M66 submachine gun in his hand, aimed at the stairs and pulled the trigger.
The submachine gun fires extremely fast, and within a few seconds of continuous fire, all the bullets in the magazine will be fired.
Seeing his companion hurriedly changing bullets, another boy raised his gun and pointed it at the stairs for additional suppression.
The kid who fired last should have served in the military and knew how to use continuous bursts of fire to extend the suppression time.
Because it was renovated from an old building, the stairs on the first and second floors of the vault are not only narrow, but also steep.
A submachine gun was aimed at the position of the walking platform above the stairway, and scattered randomly. The shooting bullets and flying ricochet actually suppressed the two soldiers who rushed under the net on the second floor, forcing them to stop and retreat.
The surveillance in the lobby clearly captured the location and movements of the two gangsters on the first floor.
The technical team immediately reported the observed situation to the team leader.
The captain immediately reported the location information of the two gangsters to the first assaulter in front who was closest to the walking platform.
And ordered the preparation of shock bombs.
The first assaulter quickly took out the blast bomb, pulled out the safety guard and prepared.
He planned to take advantage of the gangster, who was obviously trained in shooting, to lean forward and throw it to an effective position while he was changing his ammunition.
But before the target¡¯s magazine was empty, the gangster from before took fire again. And this time I am obviously calmer, and I know how to stop and stop.
This kind of person is actually the most dangerous. He himself doesn¡¯t know where the next bullet will fly, and his shooting is neither accurate nor rhythmic.
In order to prevent unnecessary casualties, the team leader immediately ordered the first assaulter to wait for the fighter plane.
Because there is no threat on the second floor, the entire team is gathered near the stairs on the second floor.
"Also waiting for the opportunity, there is another group of anti-terrorism teams outside the back door. They will blow open the back door at the same time as the detonation bombs sound.
After the two groups successfully occupied the first floor, they then coordinated to attack the gangsters in the vault.
Strive not to give the opponent any room to fight back, and resolve the battle with one round of firepower.
The police planned well, but they overestimated Mr. Long¡¯s plan.
When he first occupied the vault, he thought that if the police attacked by force, the second floor would be the best place to break through.
So, in addition to the front and back doors, there were five small barrels of gasoline mixed with sugar placed in the ceiling above the stairs on the first and second floors.
Mr. Long in the monitoring room looked at the anti-terrorism team members gathered on both sides of the stairs on the second floor. He rubbed the detonator in his hand with the fingers of his right hand and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
After waiting for a few seconds and seeing no movement from those stinky policemen, Mr. Long frowned and asked Liu Yi, "Why didn't they rush?"
Liu Yi didn¡¯t dare to open his mouth, so he pretended to think for a moment before saying: ¡°The firepower on the first floor is too intense.
The stairs are so narrow. If you rush through them, you will die. "
"Aren't they all wearing body armor and helmets?" Mr. Long said in an angry tone.
¡°I saw a video online that said that even if a bulletproof vest can block bullets, it cannot block the impact.
It is very common for bones to be broken, muscles to be broken, and even internal organs to be injured.
¡°Besides, his arms and legs are not bulletproof. "
Liu Yi¡¯s words sounded very reasonable. Mr. Long stretched out his left hand to pick up the walkie-talkie and told the two boys who were firing alternately at the service desk to save some bullets.
When the two boys heard Mr. Long¡¯s words, they subconsciously ceased fire. And their action of stopping fire and looking around fell within the surveillance field of view for the first time.
As the technical team issued a reminder, No. 1 on the second floor??, let Ono bring out five hostages.
A younger brother quickly ran to the vault. A few minutes later, Ono Erlang and two others dragged five hostages into the hall.
Liu Yi was a little nervous when he saw the hostages appearing in the hall, and then he felt relieved after confirming that there were no civet cats among the five people.
At this time, the flames in the stairs finally slowly extinguished, because they were all made of flame-retardant materials and the construction quality was extremely high. Except for the darkness inside the stairs, the overall structure was not affected in any way.
It¡¯s just that there are a few lying bodies with white smoke emitting, which is really creepy.
The fireworks and burning smell in the air made the five hostages who could not see anything very nervous.
After being pulled to a stop by Ono Erlang and the other three, they were all hunched over and shivering.
Mr. Long looked at the five unlucky people in front of him with cold eyes, and then said in a warm tone: "The police just tried to attack by force, but we were successfully defeated.
Nine of them died, burned alive. "
The five hostages were frightened, their bodies were shaking like chaff, and while they were whining and pleading, three of them sat down on the ground one after another with their legs weak, and one of them peed his pants.
In a short while, a large area was wet under the buttocks.
¡° Adding a hint of vague irritation to the air that was already filled with the smell of fireworks and burnt stench.
Mr. Long admired the frightened expressions of the five hostages for a while before continuing: "I told you before that our action was for protest and we did not want to kill anyone.
However, the police directly sent people to attack without effective communication.
This is stupid, so it needs to be communicated. "(Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com