Chapter 201 Piercing the Vault

PS: ps: Frankly speaking, I got up at half past six today, and I thought I would write more quickly. But I just had breakfast, and by the way, I bought some food to prepare for a big meal at noon. Then I chatted with a friend, and after returning home, I was busy driving for a long time, and suddenly the power ran out. I'm depressed, I can't sleep, I can't do anything, I stay up until the evening, hey!

The subway station is deserted and quiet, and the lights are not as bright as they are during the day.

It's past eleven o'clock now, and watching the last subway roar past has also made the subway station completely quiet.

Some shops are closing, a few benches in the shadows, and some homeless people are lying.

Chen Chuan moved the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, looked around, jumped lightly, jumped into the subway road, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The subway tracks are quiet, and the occasional jingle is very harsh, causing the echo to last for a long time.

Chen Chuan walked silently, browsing around, especially one of the iron gates, which made his eyes stop for a while.

When the subway stopped in the middle of the night, he really didn't dare to go in and out. After all, if the subway passes by and it is too noisy, the noise will really annoy people. The most important thing is that his hearing is far beyond ordinary people, and it is difficult to control the strength of his hearing, unless it is blocked by internal force.

More than ten meters later, Chen Chuan stopped at a position, the railway was still the same, and next to it were staggered steel columns, supporting the ground. After walking through these iron pillars and walking a few meters, you came to a decaying railroad track.

These two subways were actually changed many years ago, because the subway direction had to be changed, so they were specially replaced. This is also normal, the development of a city changes with the years.

Ten years ago, one area was the most prosperous area of the city, but ten years later it will change to another area, which in itself is an inevitable process of urban development.

The two rails were abandoned. Also redesigned with a new one, so caused the current change.

Crossing the railroad tracks, standing in an abandoned clearing, full of debris, even two unwanted rails and an empty tin car.

Chen Chuan looked around, except for traces of rats and other things. Human footprints are rarely seen, and even if there are obvious ones, it was a long time ago.

This place is destined to be disposed of, but obviously it will take some time, anyway, if no citizens see it, the city government will naturally not pay too much attention to it. You know, cleaning up requires manpower and material resources, and it costs a lot of money. And it takes time to clean up, and this government has finalized the plan, and maybe the next one will be before it starts. Unless it is deliberately leaving a burden for the next one. Just like the so-called big projects in the real world when Hong Kong returned to the motherland, otherwise few people would have nothing to do.

And so it goes, it's been delayed, and it looks like it's a long way off to clean it up, unless it's time to do so.

After checking the terrain, Chen Chuan came to the wall, took out the tablet, and calculated the address.

More than half an hour later. He stood in front of a wall and tapped his hand on the dirt-covered wall. Listen to the movement.

The sound of percussion sounds no different to outsiders, but Chen Chuangong's ears are gathered, and with the hearing of ordinary people more than ten times, he still faintly noticed that there is something abnormal. It's just that if you don't listen intently, you really can't find out.

With a look of joy on his face, he put away his tablet. Immediately after that, he began to put on various equipment.

It's just a disguised garment, and it's not as useful as the equipment of the superheroes. But it's very sturdy, after all, it's custom-made, when I first flew over the building. None of them broke because of this, but some damage was inevitable.

Fully dressed, Chen Chuan carefully checked the situation, and soon, a square sign was drawn on the wall.

This square is not big, and the area is about half a square meter, which is enough for people to shuttle freely.

Subsequently, as soon as the mind moved, a set of cutting machine equipment appeared. It was oxygen, and Chen Chuan didn't know much about what it was, this was still prepared by John, Jack and others before, and Claude hadn't been killed at that time.

A little rusty ignition, pressing the switch, suddenly a condensed flame burst out from the muzzle, and the temperature around it immediately rose.

Chen Chuan nodded in satisfaction, let go for the time being, took out a working helmet and put it on, and then aimed the muzzle of the cutting machine gun at the painted wall.

Sparks flew everywhere, some even on his body, but they didn't burn his clothes. And Chen Chuan also stood a little farther away, and there were fewer sparks encountered.

The walls were gradually cut open, and there was some noise, making the area unusually noisy.

Chen Chuan turned a deaf ear and cut the wall with all his might.

Originally, he didn't have much to do, just thinking about whether he could bombard the wall with his fists and feet. But then I thought about it, I felt that it was too big, and the most important thing was that once it was bombarded, the movement was too exaggerated, and it was easy to attract the attention of others.

On the contrary, things like cutting machines are usually only used in industry, and he can't think of using them. Thanks to the reminders of Jack and others, otherwise there would be no way to take this wall now.

As he cut deeply, Chen Chuan soon discovered a problem. The walls were less than two centimeters deep and turned into dirt, but after half a meter, they were blocked by the condensation of reinforced concrete.

The efficiency of the cutting machine immediately slowed down, and one circle went ten centimeters deeper, which was twice as long as before.

Chen Chuan turned off the cutting machine, put it aside to cool, and the other side reached out and pressed it against the wall, and his right palm shook slightly.

A feminine force erupted, instantly bombarding the dozens of centimeters of dirt and shattering it, and then reaching out and grabbing the cut stone wall, the dirt inside was chaotic.

I took out a brush and cleaned it up, sweeping out the walls more than half a meter thick outside, leaving only the solid area inside. There are also cut marks about 10 centimeters deep around it, but the inside is a stronger steel plate, which is very difficult to cut.

"Does a bank's vault need to be made like this, it's better to use foam to get it up, and it saves me trouble."

He teased to himself, his face blocked and he couldn't see his expression, but his eyes were intensely excited.

This is a robbery of a bank's vault, something I never dared to think about before. Now it's happening to me, although it feels a little excessive, but it feels very exciting.

This is also human nature, and Chen Chuan can't be blamed.

After all, he is a martial arts master, if he doesn't do something earth-shattering. How can you be worthy of such an identity as a martial arts master?

Cleaned up the debris on the periphery, took out a cutting machine from the storage room again, skillfully operated it, and continued to cut by aiming at the gap.

He prepared three cutting machines, but he was afraid that he would waste time by cooling down in the middle.

The steel plate is very thick, and the hardness is extremely exaggerated. After all, it is the most important vault of a bank.

Chen Chuan was not in a hurry, and controlled the cutting machine gun muzzle and cut in a loop.

It didn't take long to take out a new one and continue to work.

If the three are constantly circulating cooling and use, when more than half an hour has passed, Chen Chuan stopped working. Turn off the cutter and stuff all three back into the pantry.

That's his biggest advantage, if it were someone else, he would have beaten the idea of Bank of America. You have to think about it.

It's easy to get these to Manhattan Island, but to get into the subway station, you have to use all kinds of means to plan, and you don't always have to get in. After all, these are also considered dangerous goods, and it is absolutely impossible for non-staff to do cover.

Some people can't think of it, others can't do it, and finally dare to do it. There is no channel.

The most important thing is that not everyone has such guts. The vault must have an alarm system, and even if you go in, you won't be able to get too much, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Visually inspecting the hole with an area of about half a square meter, the cement and steel mixture of three meters, and the barrier wall formed by the steel plate, the safety is actually very high.

But you can't stand someone's ferocity. This is destined to suffer a big loss.

Tapping on the mixture within half a meter, listening to the echo, while calculating inwardly.

According to the echo and calculation, it should have been cut to the edge, and even the part of this separation has already shown signs of falling.

"This one has to be done all at once. Otherwise, it will definitely be a problem. ”

took off the work hat, lifted the hood to expose his lips, took out a bottle of mineral water and poured it, refreshing the irritability and dryness caused by long-term work.

I lit a cigarette and smoked it while I got ready.

At this moment, his internal force slowly operated, and when a cigarette was smoked, the cigarette butt was thrown into an ashtray in a corner of the storage room, which accelerated the flow of internal force.

"The dragon is in the sky!"

Drinking low, his body burst into the air, and the internal force and strength of his whole body converged on his right foot, and he instantly kicked towards the hole that was cut.

The right calf burrowed into the hole, and the depth of half a meter was nothing. The soles of his feet stepped on the concrete wall, and the terrifying power exploded completely in an instant, just like a bomb exploding, making a dull sound, and a terrifying shock wave erupted from the hole.

Rumble!

Chen Chuan felt his feet loosen, and then his body followed the strength of the path into the hole. The hole is more than three meters thick, the periphery is a mixture of cement and steel bar, the middle is more than one meter of high-density steel plate, the inner perimeter is cement and steel bar, and then a steel plate makes up everything.

This qiē was like a beautiful scenery that crossed through Chen Chuan's eyes in an instant, and then a loud noise was heard.

The loud noise was deafening, especially the echo, which was even more exciting.

However, before he could react, a piercing alarm sounded in his ears.

Before I landed, I saw that this space was full of all kinds of strafing infrared rays, and I didn't understand why.

Not only infrared, but also various other alarm devices, all of which have to be turned off when someone opens the vault, otherwise the alarm will sound the horn.

And Chen Chuan broke through the wall directly from behind, and especially kicked a three-meter-long mixture, which naturally alarmed the alarm.

Falling to the ground, he turned his head to look around, and suddenly saw that he was dumbfounded.

This vault is not particularly large, only about 200 square meters. On both sides of the wall are iron cabinets, each with a small lattice, and needless to say, you know what is inside.

In the middle, in an iron cage, a pile of gold was shining and dazzling.

On the other side, there is a large pile of US dollar bills all packed in transparent plastic bags, a thick pile, which is estimated to be several hundred million.

"Wow!"

Exclaimed, ignoring the piercing siren, he rushed straight to the middle. (To be continued......)