Is it really just because there is no way out to escape?

Xiangjiang conducted an in-depth analysis of this matter. After determining the guiding ideology, the police chief began to take his people to control all the political and economic areas that had far-reaching impacts in Xiangjiang. The arrangement was enough for a small number of people, for fear that this was a sound attack on the east and west under some purpose. He would definitely have a big plan to play so big. There would be no more accidents in Xiangjiang. All the military and police who were on guard against each other. They were not easy to provoke at this time, and they were wide open and wanted to do a big fight.

Zhang Shidong arrived because he believed that they were really desperate. What he cared more about was the scene. The things arranged by the sea, land and air had not been removed. He was still strictly investigating every person entering and leaving the country. After no one else needed to be Zero and others, they returned to their posts. He always felt that some people were still hiding in the dark.

Since the bandits occupied the gymnasium, someone has recorded the scene in the form of recording behind the curtains in the library, and a special person has taken a telescope to observe the lawyers of the parents and relatives of the reporters, media, and parents from multiple angles. If you get further away, you can no longer understand the scene.

As long as the nearby buildings were able to observe the scene, Zhang Shidong was able to control it in the name of arranging snipers, and no suspicious characters were found. There was only one person in the entire scene who had never left from beginning to end. The changes in his face and expression were slightly exaggerated, which made people suspicious when compared with the daytime.

"This person's information."

Zhang Shidong pointed to the large wavy roll lying in the surveillance device, holding a recorder and a tablet computer in his hand, and wrote dots on it from time to time. After seeing the appearance, he quickly edited the article and published it in real time after learning some information.

“Why not block the network signal on site?”

Zhang Shidong asked, and many people at the scene were confused. What were blocking, so many journalists and media were publishing.

"A simple mistake. Get an interference car to interfere with the signal. People outside don't need to know anything. They just need to know that you are different from normal personnel transfer notifications. At least you can relax and rest in your mind. It is difficult to ensure the strongest combat power value for a long time. Do you don't understand this truth?"

Zhang Shidong went up and chatted for more than ten minutes, continued to change people and continued to shout with the loudspeaker. The scene was always in an orderly manner. After the signal interference car came, Zhang Shidong observed the female reporter from the surveillance equipment. After a hint of panic in his eyes, he was about to retreat. He immediately let the signal interference car drive away in a routine manner. Then he started to act and took up a sniper rifle. Zhang Shidong used his sight to look at the heavy machine gunner in the front of the gymnasium. As expected, after moving here, his whole state changed from laziness to extremely high concentration.

After half an hour of repeated struggle, when the second and third helicopters arrived in the sky, when there was no sign of action on the scene, when the negotiation experts started another round of ink traces, Zhang Shidong quickly jumped to the semi-circular top of the stadium in the darkness, grabbed the dagger with both hands and inserted it into the gradually drying glue. His body quickly believed that it moved close to the edge of the arc top, and the signal disturbed the departure of the car was for confusion and for his actions at this time.

From emitting smoke from the sewage pipe that can stay in people to discharge from the drainage drain in the bathroom through the pipe, to being discovered by people here, it takes time, and this time is difficult to calculate accurately in seconds. Zhang Shidong needs to make judgments with the naked eye and the sixth sense, grab the short hand of the robber inside, wearing a gas mask, and leave the trigger time, so that when the first strong attack enters, at least half of the robbers need to take their hands off the position of wearing a gas mask and pull them on the trigger. This time is the time left for the outside action team to enter and observe and shoot to protect the hostages.

All the cooperation outside only allows Miyan to enter, and the robbers can have a non-inertial trance, which will give people outside at least one second more time.

In seconds, the key to determining the outcome, the winner.

There are many things you can do in one second. Once an attack is launched, one second is a round of shooting time. If it is based on ten people as the shooting unit, it means that ten enemies will fall to the ground before you.

When he didn't act, he chatted and said he was quick and decisive when he acted. The people at the scene really couldn't adapt to Zhang Shidong's rhythm. Seeing that the two helicopters were about to stop and support the soldiers inside could enter the battle, but at this time the attack, Huo Zhenqing's gloomy face finally found the opportunity to show up again, and snorted coldly: "But that's it."

Zhang Shidong was stuck on the outer wall like a gecko. In his left hand, there were broken glass windows and piled sandbags. In the light machine gun shooting mouth, there were only the sound of hostages crying inside except for the sound of breathing.

"There is a smoky smoke!"

As soon as the three words came out, Zhang Shidong subconsciously paused his movement frequency. He was afraid that he would be too fast and the people inside had not yet reacted. He immediately grabbed a steel nail in the glue with his left hand, swung his body and hit the sandbag with force. In order to prevent the high place from rippling and shaking the glass windows to attack, these sandbags are not only used to block bullets, but also have a considerable degree of impact resistance. If it is an ordinary person, it will be difficult to knock them all away at once.

Holding the two guns in his hands, in order to better preserve the hostages, Zhang Shidong did not even do basic tactical movements. He relied on his body's strength and true qi defense to prepare to resist. After entering, he raised his eyes as soon as he adapted to the environment and started shooting. With just one glance, the super professionalism of the robbers here is worthy of praise.

At the same time, all the glass windows on the front and rear floors were knocked open, and only half of them could attack immediately after entering, and the other half were blocked by the sandbags piled on the ground.

Zhang Shidong was concentrating on his mind. The whole world seemed to be still to him. Apart from the target in his eyes and the gun in his hand, he could no longer see or hear anything.

He quickly pulled the trigger with both hands, and the bullets quickly reaped their lives. After two short seconds, the scene entered the battle scene. Both sides attacked desperately and no one wanted to defend. The substitute who rushed in behind was completely stunned by the bloody scene in front of him. Everyone was shot, and the target was shot dead in his eyes.

Zhang Shidong was shot several times. He did not use the handsome shooting left and right on TV. His two guns were always in one direction, always shooting along his sight. The enemy's reaction was fast, and after counterattack, he began to look for hostages as cover.

"Everything is all!" The bullets flew up, and the smart student might be able to avoid disaster. Given that Zhang Shidong controlled the side alone and had nearly four seconds of attack time, although this team was not as good as Virus and others, he also had the courage to fight desperately. He rushed in to attract the robbers, making the robbers not care about shooting hostages, and created a film and television violent aesthetic scene of guns in a narrow range.

Zhang Shidong stood in the most obvious position to be shot, and he was simply a human-shaped target. There were many people shooting at him. He continued to shoot and counterattack without even blinking his eyes, and was constantly hit like a target paper.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to hide, it’s that some students on the ground are really not good at psychological quality, and they are also scared. At this time, they didn’t lie down quickly but ran around screaming and feeling that it would be safe to jump out of the window, but they didn’t know where there would be a safe place as the bullets were flying all over the sky.

Puff puff puff!

All were the sound of being shot. In just half a minute, the gunshot stopped suddenly. Zhang Shidong replaced the third magazine with a time difference with a double gun. He stood on the railing at a 90-degree angle in the gymnasium, controlling the second floor area and most of the venue under his feet, and was covered with bullet holes. According to this degree of shooting, even gods should die. He was fine. After standing there to re-snatch the gun, regardless of the life or death of his comrades, he jumped down and ran quickly in the gymnasium. He repaired the gun at the forehead of every knocked robber. Some of them lost their combat power and bit their teeth and poisoned bags.

"Enter!" He ordered the communication equipment in his ear in a deep voice, and then shouted at the students who were lying on the ground howling wildly, crying bitterly, "Don't move, wait for rescue, and don't move if you are injured."

After saying that, the man leaned on the sandbag and sat on a corpse, looked at the warrior lying on the ground, took a deep breath and closed his eyes for three seconds: "I'm still breathing, so I'll count it."

"I am here."

"I'm here too, damn, it hurts so much."

"I'm here."

The captain who was shot in the abdomen and the shoulders could judge the result based on his voice alone, and reported: "Three, three are not moving."

"Miss, potatoes, tomatoes!"

The troops outside rushed in and saw the tragic scene of blood flowing in the small gymnasium with a basketball court as the main body. They all looked pale and pursed their lips to rescue the students as quickly as possible.

Two or two students were concentrated in the vital position, one died on the spot and the other was seriously injured, and a few running around were shot, either they could not be killed. Such grades were enough to be proud, but for the public or parents, grades were not important. What they wanted was perfect rescue and their children were not hurt. As long as their children were hurt, no matter what others said, it would have no meaning to them. It was the government's dereliction of duty, it was waste of functional departments, and it was a waste of taxpayers' money. There was nothing to explain.

He quickly cleaned the battlefield. After being caught, the female reporter outside also bit her poison bag without hesitation. Zhang Shidong got the news and glared: "What did I tell you, what I said, act secretly, how can she still give her a chance to commit suicide? What are you doing? Do you have any brains, tmd, waste, and total waste."

"General Zhang, don't be excited. You need treatment right now, you..."
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