civil forensic

Chapter 115 Life and death are bearish
Lao Hu ran with his head sullen.

He is not tall, with a dark face and red neck, and scars and bruises all over his body.

Lao Hu doesn't care much about his appearance. To him, scars are more like memories. For example, the claw marks on his shoulders were scratched by a leopard.It was a very beautiful leopard with a fluffy tail, hanging on the woman's buttocks, as sexy as a leopard girl.

Old Hu You remembered that he wanted to capture a green peacock alive, but it slipped away twice, squatted down for the third time, and jumped on it, regardless of his cheeks being torn and his neck being kicked, he firmly controlled it in the palm of his hand.The three scars he paid for this were only used by him as capital to show off.

This time, if you want to break through, you don't know what price you have to pay.

Lao Guo and others are likely to have paid the price.

Therefore, it is not uncommon to reorganize the team.

Those who hunt in the mountains for a living have long looked down on birth, old age, sickness and death.

Lao Hu also had the experience of reorganizing the team.

The only thing he is worried about now is that he will be shot directly as prey. In addition, at least one arm and one eye must be spared to continue hunting.

Legs are not necessary, and it will be a very leisurely way of hunting for the elderly by asking someone to carry them to hunt.He has also reached the age of retirement.

Of course, legs are still needed on the way to escape.

Lao Hu changed his position from time to time, and leaned closer to the high wall to the north.

Based on his experience, it is very difficult to hit a moving target that he runs like this in this position. If he only had the chance to shoot once, he would never shoot himself in this state of prey.

When he was about to run to Ximen's position, Lao Hu's expression became more calm, and he pulled out the NZ75 pinned to his waist with his backhand.

He knew that there must be police ambushing ahead, but he was not afraid at all.

To put it bluntly, ordinary policemen in these cities can inject themselves with adrenaline at a slower rate than those with prostatitis who pee.

Just like when he just escaped, when Lao Hu realized that something was wrong and broke out of the window, the surrounding policemen were more dumbfounded than stupid roe deer.

It is true that the third floor is quite high, but it is unbelievable to ignore such a large window because of it.

Lao Hu was just taking a gamble. If he jumped, it would be risky. If he didn't jump, he would be pinned down, just like those four stupid birds.

Lao Hu won the bet again.

He ran at a slightly slower speed, and while running, he had already begun to simulate what was about to happen.

……

At about the same time, Mu Zhiyang was the first to see Lao Hu.

"Here comes a short-legged tiger. It runs really fast." Mu Zhiyang pointed in the direction, and at the end of the road, there was indeed a running figure.

"If you have insurance, open the insurance." Wei Zhenguo was still calm, and he also opened the safety on the end of the gun with his hands.

"My gun is not safe." Mu Zhiyang looked at the wild boar-like old Hu, suddenly a little unconfident.

Wen Ming comforted him and said, "It's okay, even if your gun of mercy goes off, it won't be able to pierce your thigh."

Mu Zhiyang ignored the bickering, drew his gun, and pretended to shoot in a standing position, saying: "As long as the other party doesn't have a gun in his hand, we can just hold him down..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the dwarf tiger running wildly and took out a pistol from behind.

The pistol was black, big and thick, and looked more powerful than a small smashing cannon.

Jiang Yuan can read its model number: "NZ75."

"How do you know?" Mu Zhiyang couldn't help but panic when he saw the people getting closer.

Jiang Yuan has little arresting experience and doesn't know how difficult it is now, so he said calmly: "The bandit leader used NZ75, 9mm, 15 rounds of bullets to kill."

"One person has four, and one person can get one less." Mu Zhiyang quickly solved this arithmetic problem.

Wei Zhenguo gritted his back molars, stood in front of Jiang Yuan, leaned against the pillar of the gate, and said in a low voice, "Pull it closer before we hit. We just need to block him, and the reinforcements from behind will definitely come up."

Jiang Yuan asked, "How close?"

"15 meters. Now there are 50 meters." Wei Zhenguo explained at the same time: "No matter how far away, this kind of gangster can endure more than wild boars."

Mu Zhiyang poked his head, and saw that the opponent had slowed down, obviously preparing to sprint.

The cheeks full of scars were still getting closer, Mu Zhiyang felt a little confused, and couldn't help but want to say: "How far can this animal's 9mm shoot?"

His Type 05 Xiaosha Cannon also uses 9mm rounds, but is shorter than normal.

"We are already within range." Jiang Yuan leaned against the pillar of the west gate, and the information about NZ75 that he had seen before emerged in his mind.The kinetic energy of the muzzle is 450 joules, and after the bullet flies 50 meters, it still has 410 joules of kinetic energy. Compared with Goodness 05, after the latter flies 50 meters, the remaining kinetic energy may not be able to penetrate the kraft paper.

Mu Zhiyang probed again, muttering softly: "Maybe..."

"Shut up, you." Wei Zhenguo pulled Mu Zhiyang back.

That is, the moment Mu Zhiyang was grabbed, Lao Hu pulled the trigger.

The flame flashed away, and the edges and corners of the pillar were smashed into pieces, and pierced Mu Zhiyang's face without any surprise.

"Shooted!"

"Shooted!"

On the walkie-talkie, there was chaos.

As a criminal police officer, you may look heroic on TV, but in reality, you are mostly an errand runner who bury his head in paperwork. He travels a lot and does complicated things, but he has no passionate combat experience.

Until now.

boom.

bang bang.

Lao Hu's shots were accurate and ruthless, and four bullets crushed the four criminal policemen behind the pillar.

Of his four bullets, three hit the edge of the pillar, and one grazed the pillar and landed on the ground, making it even more dangerous.

The four people, including Jiang Yuan, did not dare to poke their heads out.

Lao Hu has proved with his strength that whoever probes can kill anyone.

Mu Zhiyang, whose face was covered with blood, was pressed tightly against the pillar by Wei Zhenguo as a witness.

Wei Zhenguo had been a policeman all his life, and it was the first time he was holding a pistol, so he couldn't hold his head up when he was beaten by the opponent.

"Shots were fired at the west gate, and Mu Zhiyang was injured." Wei Zhenguo calmed down at this moment, and said something through the walkie-talkie.

"I'll be right there." Huang Qiangmin's voice was extremely suppressed, he had no cards in his hand.

Wei Zhenguo said "En", turned around and bent his knees, stretched out his hand, and fired four shots in the direction of Lao Hu.

The small smashing cannon's power was small, but its rate of fire was fast. After Wei Zhenguo stood up again, Lao Hu fired back two shots, obviously still affected.

"25 meters away. Another 10 meters." Wei Zhenguo told everyone the distance he had just seen, and then directly changed the spare magazine.

Mu Zhiyang broke free from behind Wei Zhenguo, calmed down a bit, held his gun, and said, "Together."

Wei Zhenguo said "En", and said, "I'll count one, two, three, and run out together to shoot."

Lao Hu is still approaching.

Wei Zhenguo and the others actually had no choice.

Continue to hide behind the pillar, and when someone comes over, a tactical move can knock out a few people here.Even if they couldn't kill them all, it wouldn't be a happy ending.

If everyone ran out together, the most likely consequence would be that one or two of them would be killed by Lao Hu at close range.

However, Lao Hu must also be left behind.

Meet on a narrow road, the brave wins - there may be a better choice at this time, but Wei Zhenguo is not a master of tactics, and his mind is still a little buzzing.

His remaining IQ is only enough time to do the final count.

"one two Three……"

Jiang Yuan lowered his head, and also didn't have time to think about other things. He just listened to the order and stepped out with Wei Zhenguo.

Lao Hu has reached the front 10 meters.

Being used to hunting, he was not surprised that the prey was still fighting, so he raised his hand and squeezed the trigger.

boom.

Lao Hu's first bullet ejected from the chamber.

boom.

On the distant roof, the sniper also pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang.

Jiang Yuan, Wei Zhenguo and others fired at the same time.

The bullet... pierced through the chest, causing Lao Hu's body to lose its center of gravity and fell to the ground involuntarily.

At the same time, Mu Zhiyang, who jumped out of the pillar, shouted "Ah".

"Hold the dog." Seeing this, Wen Ming threw the depleted gun into Lao Hu's face without thinking, and jumped on him.

(End of this chapter)