The crowd of onlookers still did not move, and the soldiers who remained here were simply maintaining order, and no one could understand Zhang Yan's shouting at all.

In the distance, several bomb disposal experts wearing thick explosion-proof suits were slowly approaching the satchel, and Zhang Yan stood in place with the gun in his hand in a hurry.

If it weren't for the military uniform on his body to show his identity, maybe those bearded uncles would have arrested him.

He vigilantly searched the corners and inconspicuous locations near the satchel, and if the boy wanted to detonate the bomb, it would definitely not be too far away.

Although there were troops guarding the scene, it still seemed a little chaotic, and this situation made him very irritable.

Because he didn't know when the bomb would be detonated, he didn't dare to get too close to the core blast zone, which made it more difficult for him.

Seeing that the bearded man at the scene couldn't help, he could only start a slow search on the periphery by himself.

If things change, he can also retreat as soon as possible to ensure his safety.

As for the stupid words such as acting bravely and sacrificing oneself to save others, that is, when the soul poisons the chicken soup for two bowls, it is useless on the battlefield with real guns.

The crowd of onlookers was more than fifty meters away from the bomb's location, and he speculated that the remote control distance of the improvised bomb was also within this range, which was of course a hypothesis.

So he started a circular search with a radius of 70 meters and a bomb as the central dot, which was actually a circle.

The search focuses on inconspicuous nooks and crannies, as well as those that are easily overlooked.

His steps were very brisk, and when he looked at the place, he only glanced at the key places, and his mind clearly remembered the appearance of the young man.

He now misses the feeling of Liang Maniac by his side, if that black technology madman is there, he can use the wireless signal frequency to cut off the wireless transmission signal of the remote control, and delay the time for the detonation of the bomb.

But now the madman is not here at all, and there is no way to help him solve the problem in front of him.

His steps grew faster and faster, and when he finished his circle, there was still no sign of the young man, which made his brow twist into a pimple.

The bomb disposal expert in the distance had already opened the stride, and a black solid block was taken out, Zhang Yan glanced at the nearby movements, and suddenly a bold idea popped into his mind.

Wait for the dark!

The enemy hid very close to the bomb, and because the enemy came with the idea of dying together, they were not afraid of death.

And Zhang Yan was worried that he would be bombed, so he did not approach the core explosion area, which caused poor vision and could not find the trace of the young man.

After figuring out what was going on, he quickly ran towards the core of the explosion and shouted in English: "Danger! ”

The bomb disposal experts understood the English words that popped out of his mouth, but it was too late to put down the bomb, and the black bomb was now being held in the hands of the experts, and they didn't dare to move it at all.

Zhang Yan wanted to rush up and kick them hard, but when he thought about it from a different angle, he found that the experts had done nothing wrong at all.

Just when he was about to go crazy, the sound of a "booming" motor sounded in the distance, and Sharif ran back in an armored car.

The yellow-colored armored car was covered with dazzling blood, and the teenager hiding in the corner seemed to have made some kind of decision, and his little hand full of vicissitudes stretched out from the corner, and the old Nokia aimed at the bomb on the street.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, the wrinkled little hand was pierced by a bullet, the shattered remote control flew out, and then a painful wail was heard in the corner.

Zhang Yan closed his eyes tightly, the corners of his eyes were a little moist, and he soon opened his eyes again.

He also doesn't want to shoot a teenager if he could!

But if he hadn't fired, the street bombs would have killed even more people!

Even if he has been on the battlefield, even if he has walked through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood many times, shooting a child is still an unimaginable thing for him.

But his instructor once told him that on the battlefield except for himself, people are enemies!

Kill your enemies, whether they are men, women, or children!

The officers and soldiers who were killed by the South Vietnamese monkey women in the Southern Xinjiang Campaign were bloody education.

The old fish ran over like crazy with a gun, and then ran to the young man's side and brought the young man out.

Sharif was about to leave with a few soldiers pulling the young man, Zhang Yan let out a long sigh and stopped Sharif's footsteps.

"Sharif, if it's possible, don't let this kid suffer."

Sharif frowned, wanting to say something, but in the end he held back, nodded to Zhang Yan, and took the young man away.

Lao Yu picked up the remote control that flew on the ground, and then handed it over to the bomb experts of the Pakistani army.

After unarming and ending the danger, Zhang Yan and the others remembered that they hadn't eaten dinner yet.

Zhao Yang was still in the hospital, and everyone was not in the mood to party, so they hastily cleaned up and went to the hospital to see the situation.

The wounds on Zhang Yan's body were also a little ruptured, and the vigorous movement on the ground made him also have some soft tissue contusions, and now his body is like a sieve, leaking air everywhere.

The red light was still on in the operating room of the hospital, and it had been more than an hour since Zhao Yang entered, but there was no movement.

Zhang Yan and the others sat in the corridor, their faces full of exhaustion.

"Li Min, how was Zhao Yang's situation at that time?"

"AK penetrated the wound and the condition is not very good."

Zhang Yan couldn't help but look up at the ceiling, the 7.62 mm caliber ammunition of the AK gun clan hit a fist-sized hole in his body.

Its powerful penetrating power can penetrate 10 cm thick cement walls from a distance of 100 meters, a street wall piercing weapon, and a body armor killer!

Zhao Yang's situation can be imagined.......

"Lao Zhang, you should also go to rest, your health is not well yet."

"How can I rest? Zhao Yang's life and death are still uncertain, I actually shot at a child just now, do you think my heart can be calm? ”

"But that kid is going to detonate the bomb."

"But he's still a kid after all."

"Damn terrorists, the most damned thing is their ......."

Zhang Yan leaned against the wall weakly, and a cold feeling came from under his buttocks, as if he hadn't noticed.

The empty hallways were filled with the smell of alcohol and disinfectant, heavy leather shoes sounded, and everyone frowned and turned their heads to look around the corner.

Three Chinese in suits and four men in Pakistani military uniforms walked quickly towards them, and Zhang Yan and several of them quickly got up from the ground.

At this time, we must not weaken the momentum of the Chinese military master.

"Comrade Zhang Yan, I am Lin Feng, Counselor of the Embassy, and this is my work ID. At the same time, on behalf of the staff of the embassy, I would like to extend my sincere condolences and gratitude to you....... ”

Lin Feng said an official speech, and Zhang Yan and the others immediately saluted and thanked him, and then they were ready to cooperate with the people of the Pakistani army to explain the situation.

At this moment, the red light in the operating room went out, the closed door was opened, and a group of exhausted medical staff walked out pushing a surgical cart.