Grenades, if they are divided according to their use, are generally divided into fragmentation grenades and blasting grenades.

The latter, lighter, easy to carry, the explosion lethality is greater, the dead are generally shocked to death by the shock wave or killed by gunpowder, the power of the fragment unless it hits an important and vulnerable position, otherwise, under normal circumstances, it is not dead.

The former, a fragmentation grenade, is heavier and belongs to the defensive grenade.

This thing doesn't look small, but it weighs more than a pound, and some of the heavier ones can even weigh two pounds!

And, what is the fragmentation method? Is it to blow up the iron shell on the outside and kill the enemy with this thing?

No, don't look at this thing isn't as big as a palm, but inside

Usually, there will be three hundred, to one thousand two pieces of iron inside!

There will even be grenades with 5,000 pieces of iron!

These things, through the kinetic energy generated by the explosion of gunpowder, shoot in all directions, more terrifying than bullets!

Here's an example.

A shotgun shoots at you a few meters in front of you, and instead of six or seven bullet holes, this shotgun has thousands of bullets!

Ordinary people probably don't have much idea about this thing.

But

For this group of people in the cellar, this thing couldn't be more cooked!

In an instant, when this round, army-green fragmentation grenade fell to the ground in front of everyone's eyes.

"Run!"

Without hesitation, Zhang Qiang used his hands and feet together and fled out!

The space in the cellar is not small, but the space is closed and there is no cover.

Even if he used his companion's body as a shield to block the flying fragments, such a small space could collapse the gunpowder after exploding.

No matter how small the power of the explosion is, the power is just a grenade!

If it's a benchmark artillery battle, it's not a little bit bigger

If you don't get shot by fragments, you have to be buried alive!

With a sharp slam of force, he lifted the cellar door open, and his body shot out like bullets.

The moment he went out, he rolled out violently.

The entrance to the cellar was not large, and several people inside were also scrambling to flee outside.

Zhang Qiang lay on the ground, waiting for the grenade to explode

But alas.

One second.

Two seconds

Three seconds

Five full seconds later, there was still no expected explosion!

Zhang Qiang was stunned, a little panic appeared in his heart, and at this time, he came back to his senses and had time to think.

Thinking about what?

Who is the grenade? The other party is running for himself!?

They are not afraid of the safety of the hostages!?

You know, in order to make sure that the villagers would not betray him, he took the other party's son underground with him.

There is no second exit from the cellar, and if a grenade goes in, he will die, and so will his son!

But when he remembered that just now the grenade did not explode

Suddenly, Zhang Qiang opened his eyes.

"Hello, Zhang Qiang."

In front of him, a man with gold-wire glasses stood in front of him and said with a smile, his face looking relatively gentle.

Zhang Qiang's expression was a little stiff, and he completely ignored the dirty and smelly tunic on his body that was dusty and stained by, and moved his eyes to the side.

What's next to it?

Nothing, just four people.

It's just that these four people are a little different from the ordinary people they see on weekdays.

The four men, dressed in body armor and carrying a newly developed infrared camera, were covered by black uniforms.

At the same time, he held a brand-new, black, and swarthy Type 95 assault rifle in his hand.

Four barrels were aimed at his head.

Zhang Qiang's expression froze, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around and arrest the hostages.

But when he turned around, he found out

"Be honest!"

"MD, I was eating hot pot and singing songs in my dream, and I was suddenly woken up by you scum."

I saw that the originally soft and weak man was holding a firearm at this time, and he didn't have that weak temperament at all, scolding and spitting out the entrance of the cellar.

Zhang Qiang was stunned, he stared at the pistol.

"It's over, brother, my boss isn't dead, is he?"

The young man ignored Zhang Qiang on the ground, he looked at Xu Hao and asked.

"I can't die." Xu Hao replied simply.

Unexpectedly, when the young man heard this, he smashed his mouth, "Tsk, when will the position of this team leader be transferred to me?"

What team leader?

What can't you die?

Zhang Qiang was still messy, but Xu Hao didn't give him time to messy.

"Huh, turn your head? Still want to run? I only heard Xu Hao's voice sound.

What twisted head?

Run? Of course I want to run, but I can't escape this scene.

Zhang Qiang didn't react when he heard the voice, but then, Xu Hao's movements helped him react.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a crisp gunshot rang out.

Zhang Qiang was stunned for a moment, and then, the pain from his wrist enveloped the entire brain along the nerves!

"Ah!!h

He fell to the ground in pain, his right hand clutching his left hand, sweat the size of a bean falling from his forehead, and the bruises on his neck flared up.

Xu Hao ignored it, his expression when he raised the gun did not change, and he pulled the trigger again.

"Bang Bang Bang !!"

Three voices rang out one after the other.

At the same time, Zhang Qiang's other three limbs appeared in three bloody caves, and his clothes were soaked with blood.

The eyes of the SWAT officers present twitched.

Just when Xu Hao aimed his gaze at the other party's fifth limb and shifted the hand holding the pistol to the target

"Officer Xu, why don't you go and take a look at the others!"

The young man couldn't help it.

If that place is pierced by bullets, plus the pain in the limbs.

This person on the ground has to die of pain, right!?

Tsk, I'm not going to let it go

Xu Hao thought for a moment, he always felt that this was not very safe.

When a prisoner is arrested, it is inevitable that he will not give up on escaping, especially this kind of ruthless person, if there is a firearm hidden in a certain part of his body, and he accidentally does not find it, it will be a fatal disaster for the escorting police!

He moved his gaze to Zhang Qiang's horse boy who was squatting on the ground and shivering.

The horse boy who noticed the sight suddenly became agitated, and then fell to the ground with his feet raised and his hands behind his back.

Seeing this, Xu Hao frowned.

"You clean up the battlefield, I'll go see the second and third teams."

With that, he put away his gun and walked out.

The moment he stepped out of the door with two feet, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

"Big brother, I have a gun on my waist, you can help me get the gun down."

A horse boy looked at Zhang Qiang, who was painfully twisted like maggots on the ground, and he suddenly said to the handcuffed young man on the side.

Youth:.

Anyway, he originally thought that if he was lucky, he would have to be shot twice to solve this problem.

But so be it.

The arrest went so smoothly.

"Brother, I also have a gun on my waist, imitating Type 92, which is easy to misfire, you be careful."

"Brother, tie me up first, I don't have a gun on my waist, the gun just fell into the cellar"

"Big brother, there were a lot of people in the cellar just now, and my voice to you may be a little loud, now my brother will knock you one, you can tie me up first."

The young man handcuffed the people in turn with a blank face, then turned his head and went to scoop up the grenades underground.

The grenade is indeed army green, and its appearance is no different from that of a grenade.

It's just that

The young man pinched it, and the skin-breaking grenade in his hand was elastically dented into it.

It's a fake grenade that is usually used by the military for training, but in recent years it has been switched to live-fire training, which is not a common thing.

Seeing this thing, the young man smashed it and smashed it.

"I don't know what happened to the boss"

"Boom~!"

Suddenly, a rumbling sound rang out, followed by a series of gunshots exploding in my ears.

Not surprisingly, it should be the location where Wang Chao is in charge next door, and the other party is likely to fight with the people in the cellar.

They don't need to be afraid of hostages, after all, those people don't have Zhang Qiang's brains.

The young man glanced at it, then closed his gaze.

He looked at Zhang Qiang, who had already fainted due to excessive blood loss and intense pain.

"Atrocious."

"It's brutal!"

"I like it, though."

To be honest, Xu Hao expected that the murderer and the police would have an explosive conflict, and the two sides were at a stalemate for a long time.

I also thought about the police dredging ordinary people, and then using military personnel and special police to cooperate with helicopters to directly assault the other party's lair, and then pay a small price to take down the people directly.

But he never expected it.

"Tsk, self-casting, really self-casting."

Xu Hao, who was standing at the entrance of the village, looked at the people who were handcuffed and brought to the car one by one, and couldn't help but sigh and say.

Why self-casting?

Because from the beginning of the telling, to the dock, a total of 72 national security personnel were planted.

These people carry out their duties as usual during the day, and at night, they sleep here, supervising the residents of the neighborhood and preventing accidents.

Wang Jin didn't even know about this.

He asked Wang Chao to arrange it!

Originally, he was afraid that the other party would attack the dock desperately, and he was afraid that the other party would take advantage of the small police force at the dock and take everyone to hijack the ship, and then quickly ran to the rest of the provinces, and arranged it by using the provincial roads that were not blocked.

He asked Wang Chao to place good people between the two locations.

In this case, whether the other party riots at the dock or near the factory where they exist, the probability that innocent people will be involved will be greatly reduced.

Moreover, if it really appears as Xu Hao wants, then they can also use the general method of 'driving sheep' to drive these people to the village, and use the national security disguised as villagers to give the other party an unexpected fatal blow!

But I never expected it

Zhang Qiang was a little cautious, just a few dozen kilometers of high-speed sections, there was no car overtaking, and he realized that he was being targeted.

Then he ran into the base camp of the national security rest.

"Tsk, I have a brain, but my luck and vision are not very good."

Xu Hao sighed, and at the same time was a little happy.

Zhang Qiang still doesn't know that the main force to arrest him is not the police, but the national security!

It's not a so-called nationwide crackdown campaign.

The police force is more than ten times larger than he expected!

If he had known in advance and known about the national security that was coming to arrest him at the beginning, perhaps, this would not have been the case.

Greedy people are indeed greedy for money, but even more greedy for life!

This kind of person is a gambler, and gamblers will not bet on absolute bets, they will only bet on their own eyes, life and gain are equal, or even a gamble where the gain is greater than life!

In the eyes of the other party, a little police force and some risks are completely worth the risk compared to the profits that can be tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars at one time.

But the reality does.

What he has to face is the billions of police forces that can't run away in this country, no matter who they are, as long as they are targeted.

When he didn't choose to run a few days before the crime, but wanted to risk transporting goods, his fate was already sealed!

Xu Hao was still thinking about it, and a figure suddenly appeared beside him.

"Brother Hao, it's done!"

Wang Chao appeared in front of him with great energy.

"How many people are there?" Xu Hao glanced at him and said casually.

Ordinary villagers were not affected.

In Xu Hao's arrangement, the national security here has a vigil at night, wandering around the entrance of the village and other places, as long as someone contacts them, after ruling out that the other party is his own, he immediately pretends to be an ordinary villager.

After that, for example, Zhang Qiang hid in the cellar of the villagers' homes, and the night watchman took them to the villagers' homes that were forged by the national security.

"Sixty-seven people, seven cellars, just Zhang Qiang, and a woman was more vigilant and took three hostages."

Wang Chao opened his mouth to report.

"But according to what you said, don't give the other party time to react and think, and use their instinct to blow people up."

Those who can restrain their instincts are basically the product of deliberate thinking.

But thinking takes time.

Instinct, on the other hand, doesn't take time!

Throw a grenade down, combine the memory with the subconscious, and convey the information to the brain, there will be no time to think, and then run away directly!

Grenade? Ponder?

You can't have both.

At the very least, the grenade explodes in just a few seconds, and the simplest problem has more time to think about than a few seconds, so the subconscious mind will take the optimal solution.

Run away!

"Sixty-seven."

Xu Hao was a little smacked.

"Counting the highway section and the dock, how many people are there?"

"One hundred and thirty-two." Wang Chao said again.

One hundred and thirty-two.

It doesn't sound like much, but it's all people who have something to do!

The most critical thing is

That's hundreds of people who can make guns!

If it's the kind of ordinary gun-wielding bandits, they will run away and find someone to catch them if they can't fight.

But if these people run a few, it means that there will be another group of gun-making organizations, and there will be a bunch of people who can make them.

It's a cancer cancer!

"Did you miss anything?"

"Originally, there were two, they were cowardly, they didn't go into the cellar, and they ran away directly after fooling Zhang Qiang, but they were caught by the people of Guoan."

Wang Chao reported again.

He was now red-faced, and his spirits were extremely high.

Today, he is considered to be playful, and he doesn't have a Type 92 in his hand, and he directly plays with an assault rifle!

When someone hits someone, even if the other party is a vicious gangster, he will feel disgusted and have psychological problems after killing someone, but he is different, he is more excited.

and Xu Hao are simply two extremes, at least Xu Hao will not show excitement on his face.

"Alright, let's clean up the battlefield."

"Keep it alive, don't learn TV dramas to make up for guns."

Before Wang Chao left, Xu Hao also specially reminded him.

Replenish the gun?

The SWAT on the side was stunned.

Does this thing need to be reminded!?

Even on the battlefield, guns are usually not replenished when cleaning up, after all, the living is obviously more useful than a dead man.

Not to mention the police, they themselves want to find the truth, so the living are far more important than the dead!

But what they didn't expect was

"Forget it."

Wang Chao was a little less interested, and he returned to Xu Hao's side.

"Let Team Li clean up the battlefield."

SWAT:???

No, buddy, you have a problem!

Although I want to vomit in my heart, it is obvious that it is still important to get down to business.

Everyone began to clean up the battlefield overnight.

After all, this is still a village and town, and there are many villagers.

Even these people have now been woken up by the sound of gunshots, explosions, and have guessed what is happening here.

But the corpse still can't be seen.

More than 130 murderers, in this operation, a total of 56 people died.

Thirty-six corpses beaten into a sieve!

There are twelve at the pier, fourteen at the highway, and thirty-two here.

The ground was covered with bright red blood, seeping into the ground through the cracks in the fluffy soil, staining a patch of loess red, the whole was brown, and when it dried up, it would be unusually viscous.

If you don't deal with it today

Not surprisingly, in the early morning, this scene had to become a psychological nightmare for a bunch of people.

At least those bear children who like to die will have more childhood nightmares in their heads.

Xu Hao also participated in cleaning up the battlefield.

He carried a corpse in one hand and walked out.

While walking, he explained to Wang Chao, who was traveling with him.

"You hit this?"

"It's me, my marksmanship is not very good, and I took several shots before I died." Wang Chao was a little ashamed, his marksmanship was not very accurate.

"It's okay, you don't have to aim very purposefully."

As he spoke, he lifted a corpse from his shoulder with one hand, placed it in front of him, and pointed at the bullet holes on it.

"You see, your gun, hit on the shoulder, for the other party, basically has no effect, after all, combat effectiveness is reflected by firearms, not an arm."

The corpse was still warm, and a lot of blood oozed from the hole in the shoulder, dripping on Xu Hao's hand.

"I guess you want to hit the head, but the recoil, plus the target of the skull, is smaller, so that's why this is the result."

"The first shot is not a good option."

Xu Hao shook his head, no matter what kind of fight, in the final analysis, it was just to make the other party incapacitated.

It doesn't matter where you fight, it doesn't matter if you die or not, it's important that you don't threaten me!

So.

"Bullets are worthless, you can go and hit the chest."

"Compared to the head, the target range of the chest is larger, and it is not like if you hit the shoulder after you miss, causing the opponent to still have combat effectiveness."

"You don't have to aim seriously, just shoot directly at the chest, no matter if it's not off, as long as you hit, the opponent's combat effectiveness will lose most of it!"

There are not many places where people die, but if they can make people incapacitated

That's not the norm!

Compared with hitting the heart, Xu Hao prefers to shoot the other party in the lung.

"The first shot hits the body, as long as it hits, immediately make up the second shot in the chest."

"Two shots in the chest, so no one can fight, and then you can quickly move the muzzle of the gun and aim at the head"

"Two shots in the chest, one in the head."

"Mozambique shooting, you can try it, the short answer is efficient."

While speaking, Xu Hao explained to Wang Chao with the parts of the corpse.

"In this case, basically no one will be able to be rescued."

Wang Chao listened to the stars in front of his eyes.

He felt the door of a new world being pushed open before him.

Originally

The muzzle doesn't need to be aimed accurately!

The special police and national security on the side listened to these two people, pointing at a corpse, and no one dared to make a sound.

Several SWAT officers looked at the national security who was cleaning up the battlefield together with teasing eyes.

'You people of the country are terrible. ’

Guoan looked at the police with frightened eyes.

'You cops are terrible! ’

Clean up the battlefield, not just the corpses on the spot.

It is even said that the corpse is the small head, and the big head is in the rest of the place!

First of all, what is the essence of this case?

Gun!

Secondly, it is the one who makes the gun.

Therefore, the police attach far more importance to the other party's products and the other party's own factories than they do!

"There are a total of three hundred and seventy-two imitation 92-style hand robbers, the appearance is relatively rough, and the visual inspection is a hand-frustrated gun."

"There are also seventy submachine guns and one hundred and twenty-six assault rifles, all of which are relatively rough in appearance."

"Is there anything else?"

"Yes, they have a bazooka in their car, but according to our calculations, this thing is most likely useless and will blow up."

"What about the rest of the data?"

In the morning, at nine o'clock, Xu Hao, who had cleaned up the village and town site, stood outside a factory shed made of iron sheets, listening to the reports of his subordinates next to him.

The guns are close to seven hundred.

How much is it?

It depends.

For example, in the world twenty years from now, in some areas, for example, in places where there are still wars abroad, an AK will cost only 300 yuan, and if you return it, the gun will be thrown directly into the river.

Of course, 300 yuan is a utility knife, but the price is also cheap.

In the black market around 00, the price of a pistol was not expensive.

This kind of lethal thing only needs a few thousand pieces!

Even if it's a little more expensive, it's only about 10,000.

Bullets are cheaper, although the manufacturing level of this thing is more difficult than guns, but the price is cheaper, basically dozens of dollars, hundreds of dollars a round.

Submachine guns and rifles will be a little more expensive.

However, it is also expensive.

Why?

Because there are many people in Yanhuangguo's business in this area

Here are a few examples.

There used to be three regions in the Yanhuang Kingdom, which were the 'Black Gun Base'.

First of all, Hualongzao!

That's right, Hualong is a place name, but at the beginning, there was a person who relied on making guns to make Hualong a brand of black guns, which was known as Hualong.

This is Haiqing Province, when a pair of ordnance factories closed down, precision parts were secretly used to make black guns, and once played their own popularity in the market!

The second is your province.

The people in this province are a bit peculiar, and there are too many skilled craftsmen.

In 92, the farmers on the Taosong side farmed the land during the day and used vices, files, and grinders to rub black guns at night

Quantity. About 10,000 to come.

The third is the West Factory.

A village of 300 people made the most sophisticated shotgun in the country, which is known as the source of the shotgun.

How many have been made?

I don't know, I haven't counted it, but the guys who built it add up can cover a basketball court and have to lay down a few floors.

In addition, there are places where the two provinces are united, and clans make guns.

There are also ancestral black guns in the west

Therefore, even if it is a black gun, the competitive pressure is very high.

You also have to roll up to sell!

And Zhang Qiang's nearly seven hundred guns.

The price is about five million!

Five million in 00!!!

In the next generation, it is half a small goal.

"Tsk, seven hundred"

Xu Hao couldn't help but smack his tongue a little, and he set his eyes on the tin factory shed in front of him.

That's the big thing!

He took a breath, then said in a deep voice:

"Open a warehouse!"

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