The gunfight between the police and the bandits was fierce, the other party was a real outlaw fanatic, and possibly a sniper, and after a while, 4 police officers were shot and fell to the ground.

Wang also felt OK, as long as there were no mines and bombs, and the gun thing would take away one person with one bullet at most.

Five minutes later, two more officers were shot, one of whom was hit in a major artery in the neck, and his death was a foregone conclusion.

Wang also felt that his teammates were all waste, and he wanted to join the battle with a gun but was stopped by Li Zhan.

"Don't be impulsive, there are CTRU and Flying Tigers in anti-terrorism, let's just do our job."

The helicopter of the Flying Tigers came, and one by one the heavily armed Flying Tigers flew out of the helicopter, using flashbangs and MP5 to eliminate the terrorists from top to bottom.

Half an hour later, the battle came to an end, with the Flying Tigers withdrawing and CTRU and the West Kowloon Serious Crime Team entering.

Suddenly, a person walked out of the gate, raised his hands and shouted as he walked: "I'm ABDO Dong Zhuowen, I have a bomb on me." ”

Dozens of guns were pointed at him, and Pang Ling shouted with a loudspeaker: "Dong Sir stay away from the crowd, and the bomb disposal expert will enter the scene immediately." ”

Dong Zhuowen knew the dangers of the bomb better than Pang Ling, and knew that he could no longer get close to the police, so he stood in place with his hands raised.

There is an iron rule in Xiangjiang, no matter what your status, as long as you approach the crowd with a bomb, you will be considered a terrorist and will be shot dead by the police.

Wang also sighed in his heart, the last thing he wanted to happen still happened.

In a hurry, he ran to Dong Zhuowen with a bomb disposal kit, and he didn't even care about wearing a bomb disposal suit.

"Ah Ye, let's see what kind of bullet it is, whether it starts or not, quickly disassemble."

"Brother, don't worry, it's okay."

At a glance, Wang Ye's face changed instantly, and the dense wires were wrapped around Dong Zhuowen's chest, and the people and bullets could not be separated by force.

Turn on the walkie-talkie and say, "Uncle Li, everyone retreats 10 meters." ”

Li Zhan hurriedly turned on the loudspeaker and said: "The bomb is powerful, and all the staff retreated 10 meters." ”

Dong Zhuowen was anxious and said, "Tell me what bullet is coming soon, has it started?" How long is the countdown? ”

The countdown starts, and the king is another spirit.

"Brother Dong, it's a 24-yuan spider web bomb. 24 red wires, I had to cut 12 in order in 3 minutes. ”

"Three minutes? 12 roots? ”

Dong Zhuowen's legs shook, and his eyes were wet for a moment.

Wang Ye's brain was racing, trying to recall the blueprint of the spider web bomb in the manual, gritting his teeth and cutting the first wire.

"Ah Ye, what will happen to the three children if I leave?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Hades won't accept you." And the king cut off the second one.

"Ah Ye, if I leave, you can help the orphans and widows."

"Don't talk nonsense, you can raise your wife and children by yourself."

Wang also hesitated for a few seconds to cut the third one, staring at the fourth and fifth strands that were entangled, and the wire cutter in his hand became tighter and tighter.

"Ah Ye, yesterday I should have listened to your words and asked for leave to travel to other places, it was Pan Chengfeng who harmed me, it was him."

Wang also opened the pliers and carefully cut the fourth thread.

Dong Zhuowen said: "How many threads are left, how much time is left?" ”

At 2 minutes and 08 seconds, Wang Ye had a cold sweat on his head, put the wire cutters in his pocket, straightened his body and looked directly at Dong Zhuowen.

Raised his right hand into a fist and said, "Brother Dong, follow me." ”

Dong Zhuowen shed two lines of tears, raised his right hand and clenched his fist.

"Tell me." Wang Ye's eyes were sharp, and his face was expressionless.

Wang Ye: "I'm a policeman. ”

Dong Zhuowen: "I ...... I'm a police officer. ”

Wang Ye: "I have responsibility. ”

Dong Zhuowen: "I am responsible. ”

Wang Ye: "Stay away from the crowd." ”

Dong Zhuowen: "Stay away from the crowd." ”

Wang Ye: "Minimize the explosion hazard." ”

Dong Zhuowen: "Minimize the explosion hazard. ”

Wang Ye: "I am a police officer, and I have a responsibility to stay away from the crowd and minimize the damage of the explosion." ”

Dong Zhuowen burst into tears and said: "I am a policeman, and I have the responsibility to stay away from the crowd and minimize the damage caused by the explosion." ”

The king also turned away, exerting all his strength with every step.

1 minute and 35 seconds to cut the remaining 7 lines correctly, only God can do it, only the designer of the bomb can do it, Pan Chengfeng is determined to let Dong Zhuowen die.

Wang also began to hate himself, if he insisted on accepting Dong Jiajia as his goddaughter last night, and then went to Mazu Temple with Brother Dong at night......

Dong Zhuowen stood in place, clenched his right hand like a cry, and sang a swan song with the last pride of the bomb disposal expert.

"I am a police officer, and I have a responsibility to stay away from the crowd and minimize the danger of the explosion. I'm a police officer and I have a responsibility to ......"

Bang!

Chief Inspector of the Explosive Ordnance Disposal Unit, Assistant Bomb Disposal Officer Tung Cheuk-man? Dead.

Wang also used his body to resist the aftermath of the shock wave, he didn't want to be swept away by the aftermath, and looked at everyone with empty eyes.

Some gritted their teeth, some bowed their heads and remained silent, some wept silently, and many more saluted the scene of the explosion.

Li Zhan squatted on the ground and cried, he spent 15 years of hard work to train a fledgling college student to become a bomb disposal expert, and 15 years of hard work instantly came to naught.

Wang Ye was temporarily deaf in both ears, staring at the teacher who was in pain, and suddenly ran to the police car to grab the car and run wildly.

"What are you doing, Wang?" Pang Ling hurriedly drove after him.

While chasing, he gave an order: "Pang Ling called Team T, immediately go to Temple Street to wish you to take Pan Chengfeng, and never let Wang also get close to him."

Again, the king must not be allowed to come near him. ”

After the command is given, the channel connected to the EOD is tuned.

"Director Song, I'm Pang Ling, and Wang may also lynch Pan Chengfeng, the suspect who hurt CTRU, please stop it immediately!"

"I'm sorry Captain Pang, I can't stop it, and I don't want to stop it!"

"Director Song, what do you mean?"

"Team Pang, you don't have the right to dictate to me. If you had listened to Wang Ye's suggestion to arrest Pan Chengfeng and force Pan Chengfeng to defuse the bomb he had designed himself, my student would not have died. ”

"Director Song, I am also uncomfortable when Dong Zhuowen died in the line of duty. Please stop Wang Ye, do you want to lose another student? ”

Pang Ling was kicked out of the channel, Wang Ye's police car was also gone, and the angry Pang Ling angrily threw the walkie-talkie.

In the Chengfeng Auto Repair Shop on Temple Street, Pan Chengfeng was squatting on the ground repairing the car, and suddenly stopped what he was doing.

With a sharp pain in his back, he fell directly sideways, and the next second, a powerful fist smashed into his face.

One punch, two punches, three punches......

Pan Chengfeng covered his face with both hands to bear Wang Ye's anger, he didn't want to resist, so he thought that the person who beat him was Dong Zhuowen.

Group T of the Anti-Terrorism Special Service arrived and stood quietly at the door to watch Wang Ye beat Pan Chengfeng.

Five minutes later, Pang Ling came and said loudly, "What are you doing? Get the king out of the way! ”

Only then did the team members step forward, and Pan Chengfeng's face was already covered with blood.

"Wang Ye! You're a cop and you know what you're doing......"

The voice stopped abruptly, Pang Ling was pinched by Wang Ye's neck and pressed against the wall, and the faces of the two were almost next to each other.

"Pang Ling, if you shout another word, I'll strangle you!"