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Chapter 489: My brother depends on you (please collect, recommend and vote, please vote monthly)

Zhang Biao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and Wan Yang was also covered in cold sweat, "Um, boss, maybe it's not TNT, maybe it's just black powder, otherwise why did the driver call just now and run so far." TNT explosives are very stable and can only be used with detonators. Detonation, simple transportation, and static electricity caused by making phone calls will not cause harm.

  And it’s really unreasonable to get hundreds of kilograms of TNT here.

"What you said makes sense, but what is the difference between a few hundred kilograms of black powder and a few hundred kilograms of TNT? They can both blow us up into the sky." Wan Yang was controlling the drone on the side. Now this group of people are Is it such a big deal?

Xu Chuan scratched his hair. He remembered that the power of 1 ton of black powder is equivalent to 0.19 tons of TNT. However, in order to increase the power, they may also add some high explosives. This is uncertain, but no matter what, if it can overturn a An armored vehicle weighing more than ten tons is at least as powerful as an aerial bomb. Anyway, he will never stand within two hundred meters.

How to do this, go back and kill the people in the garbage truck? What if there are explosives in that car? What if there is another desperado who is ready to sacrifice his life at any time? Oh, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

Xu Chuan closed his eyes and thought, first, he can't let this thing explode, and second, he has become a bunch of scum who like to set off fireworks.

“By the way, detonation, how are they going to detonate, fuse or electric detonation?” On the drone’s screen, only the car was parked there, and the driver had long since disappeared.

“It doesn’t seem to be the case. It’s timing or remote control. No, it can only be remote control.” It is difficult for the expert team to control the time. Even if they have internal responses, it is impossible to control it accurately.

This thing is easy to make. The simplest thing is to remove the speaker or vibration motor of the mobile phone, and then connect the positive and negative electrodes to the detonator. When necessary, send a text message to the mobile phone, and energize the wire to detonate the detonator. However, there is a way to do this. The disadvantage is that if you receive spam text messages during production, well, you will hit the jackpot.

 So generally you need to set up a whitelist, or write a small program to detonate after receiving specific text messages.

 Xu Chuan rummaged in his bag, "What a good luck." He was holding a signal jammer, which he had taken out of the small warehouse before.

“Hope it will work, but the range is only 20 meters.” This kind of civilian equipment is not very powerful, and its range is only a room.

Now there is a problem, who will drive the car over? This kind of equipment needs to be powered and can only be placed in the car.

 Xu Chuan patted Zhang Biao on the shoulder, "Brother, it's up to you. Wanyang needs to control the drone. I, the boss, can't risk my life. No, let's take risks, right?"

Zhang Biao was about to cry, but he could only park the car on the side of the road. Xu Chuan threw down the equipment of the three people and quickly ran into the green belt beside the road. Wan Yang retreated under the pier of the viaduct and hid in the grass. Continue to control the flight direction of the drone.

Zhang Biao gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator and drove out. This guy was also ruthless and worried that the parameters of civilian equipment might be contaminated, so he parked the van directly behind the car, less than two meters away.

Even after powering on the jammer, he didn't turn off the engine. He got out of the car and locked the car. Now he couldn't open the door unless he smashed the glass.

This guy walked slowly to the roadside in a cold sweat, praying in his heart that the things made by these **** were of high quality.

“Boss, the equipment is started.” He walked into the dark and said through the intercom.

“Be careful, the garbage truck is almost here.” Xu Chuan put on his tactical vest, adjusted the night vision device on his helmet, and held a G3A4 in his hand.

Contrary to what he thought, the car didn't get too close, but stopped almost three hundred meters away. The tarpaulin behind it had been lifted, and there were six snatchers hiding inside.

The police convoy is also on the road, and it will take a few minutes at most to reach the current location. Whether Xu Chuan's plan will work or not really depends on luck.

"No matter who is in the car, pray for them." According to Luo Jialing, the people pretending to be an expert team are several serious criminals. If they can survive this time, it will be regarded as a major meritorious service and their sentences can be reduced.

The people in the garbage truck seemed to have discovered Zhang Biao's van parked there. The person on the passenger seat had a little argument with the driver, probably because of whether they wanted to go over and take a look.

However, reality gave them a choice. The explosion-proof vehicle of the airport SWAT team was almost here.

“Boss.” Zhang Biao also put on his tactical vest and was lying about 100 meters to the left of Xu Chuan with his MK48.

Wanyang has set the drone to automatic mode and is lying further back holding SRS-308.

“If it explodes, we will evacuate immediately.” Xu Chuan said on the walkie-talkie.

"Understood." If the other party's plan is successful and the possibility of staying is unlikely, then there is nothing to say. In order to avoid conflict with the SDU who arrived later, he can only retreat as soon as possible.

Not far away, a police vehicle was approaching at high speed with its lights flashing, and the people in the garbage truck were also ready. As for the car that was parked there for no reason, just consider it unlucky.

The person on the co-pilot has already edited the text message on his mobile phone, and he can directly detonate the explosives in that car by pressing send.

"Send", the first car has passed, the target is at the position of the third car, they have to consider the delay of one or two seconds for the message to be sent, so the text message has been sent after the first car has passed.

 The second car passed by without any reaction, "What's going on?", the driver in the cab stared at the person holding the mobile phone with wide eyes.

This person didn't know why, so he pressed send again, but there was still no movement. The expert team's car had already driven by, "What the hell." The driver slapped the steering wheel angrily, and then yelled at the driver fiercely, "What the hell?" What's going on? You said it was okay."

 After a while, all the convoys had passed. Xu Chuan's lips curled up and he breathed a sigh of relief. The rest was easy. He could enter the mode he was most familiar with and leave all these people behind.

"Ready to fire." Xu Chuan's crosshair was already on the driver's head. The distance of a few hundred meters did not exceed the limit of his shooting skills. They must not be allowed to run away at this time.

But what happened was beyond his expectation. The man started the garbage truck directly and drove towards the Toyota.

 Xu Chuan was stunned for a moment. What a good thing. He opened the safety of G3A4 and pointed the gun at the ground.

"Send them a ride with tracer bullets." A load of gunpowder should be treated as a fireworks, and the provincial police will have to deal with it.

The driver was jumping on his feet and angrily cursing his explosives expert, and the technician was trying to get him to leave. "We shouldn't be next to a car of explosives right now."

 (End of this chapter)