Chapter 17: Have You Always Been So Brave?
The captain stood there and waited for a few more minutes.
Seeing that there was still no movement on the bank's side, he frowned deeply, picked up the megaphone and shouted again.
After all.
The ability to attract robbers to negotiate is a crucial point in this operation.
So even if the robbers ignore it, the captain will have to try a few more times.
"I'm the chief captain of the criminal investigation team......"
The majestic voice sounded again, echoing through the square.
Outside the cordon.
A group of squad leaders were watching the situation on the captain's side from a distance.
Seeing that after two shouts, there was no movement at the bank gate.
I couldn't help frowning for a while.
……
Meanwhile.
In the banking halls.
Zhao Ming sat quietly on the floor, as if he hadn't heard the shouting outside.
Faced with such a situation, all the hostages couldn't help but look at Zhao Ming sneakily.
At this time.
The hostage's heart naturally hoped that Zhao Ming would be able to go out and negotiate with the escort team.
After all, if the robbers accept negotiations, maybe the escort team will be able to get him to release some of the hostages.
It's just that the robbers don't seem to want to go out and negotiate at all.
And that is, when all the hostages were secretly disappointed.
Shu Ruochu, who was sitting next to Zhao Ming and wearing a hood, bit his lower lip, plucked up the courage to reach out and gently pull the corner of Zhao Ming's clothes.
He spoke tremblingly.
"What's that...... Big Brother, Wai ...... It's like they're calling you ......"
Although I have worked hard to muster up the courage.
However, this sentence was said intermittently, obviously extremely nervous and afraid.
Hearing Shu Ruochu's words.
Zhao Ming turned his head and stared at her with a pair of cold eyes.
Looking at each other, Shu Ruochu trembled violently in his heart, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.
Try to squeeze out a smile that is more ugly than crying, and try to express your kindness.
Merely.
At this time, she was wearing a hood.
Therefore, Zhao Ming couldn't see this smile at all.
"Have you always been so brave?"
Zhao Ming opened his mouth indifferently, and the cold voice made Shu Ruochu's heart instantly rise to his throat.
At this time, she really regretted her actions just now.
I was afraid that Zhao Ming, a bandit, would shoot at him if he didn't agree with him.
But.
Fortunately, as soon as Zhao Ming's words fell, a third shout sounded outside the bank.
And this time, Zhao Ming also frowned and looked at the gate of the bank.
"It's endless......"
Zhao Ming muttered to himself, and no longer paid attention to Shu Ruochu at the moment.
He took the backpack next to him, took out a grenade from it, and walked towards the door of the bank with the backpack.
During the last negotiation, he shot a hostage and demonstrated to the convoy without saying anything.
It didn't take long for the escort team to shout for the second time to negotiate, and Zhao Ming was naturally able to guess their purpose.
Originally, Zhao Ming planned to ignore it.
Who knew that the commander-in-chief of this escort team was also really patient, shouting over and over again.
It's like having a fly buzzing around you, even though it doesn't do any real harm.
But it's still irritating.
Therefore.
Zhao Ming is going to give this fly a small gift!
……
Outside the bank.
After the third shout, the captain stared at the bank gate with a pair of eyes, frowning and waiting.
At this time, he was a little anxious.
If the robber had been hiding in the bank, he would have ignored the request for negotiation.
The operational deployment he had just made was directly in vain before he started to act.
Although for such a result, the captain also had expectations.
But when this result really appeared in front of me, it was still a little difficult to accept for a while.
And that was when the captain looked at the time on his watch, ready to make a final shouting attempt.
The closed door of the bank finally came to the movement.
"Click......"
Accompanied by a dull mechanical sound.
The bank's heavy, motorized roller shutter doors began to open slowly.
Time.
A look of excitement appeared on the captain's face.
His deep eyes stared at the slowly rising gate with some fiery, expecting the appearance of the robbers.
But.
The electric roller shutter door only rose forty or fifty centimeters in height before it suddenly stopped.
Faced with such a situation, the captain was a little stunned for a while.
What are the robbers doing?
The captain frowned, and was about to bend down from the open place to see what was going on in the bank.
A grenade was thrown from under an open roller shutter.
Because of the speed of the throw, the captain did not react at the first time.
It wasn't until the grenade rolled to a distance of four or five meters that the captain fixed his eyes and saw clearly, his eyes widened instantly.
His heart tightened, and he quickly turned and threw himself towards the ground behind him, keeping as far distance as he could from the grenade.
"Bang!"
That is, just when he threw himself on the ground, a muffled sound was heard.
The grenade on the ground exploded, and red paint sprayed out of the grenade and splashed onto the ground around it.
It wasn't until after the explosion was over that the captain looked back.
Seeing that his surroundings were not affected by the paint, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fuck it!"
The captain almost immediately gritted his teeth and scolded.
And at this time.
The bank door that had just opened over there was also slowly closed again.
Seeing this situation, the team leaders also quickly rushed in from outside the cordon.
Picked up the captain, who was still lying on the ground.
"Let's see if I have any paint on me?"
As soon as the captain stood up straight, he hurriedly asked the few squad leaders beside him.
While speaking, he also spun around in place.
Because this is a drill, the grenade is not really lethal.
The main reason is that after the grenade explodes, the range of the pigment is judged to be the lethality range.
If the captain is covered by paint.
Then it depends on the area where the paint is affected, whether it is injured or killed.
"Captain, the grenade didn't get on you."
After looking around, the team leader of the criminal investigation detachment hurriedly returned to the captain.
Hear the words.
The captain breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, he gritted his teeth and looked at the door of the bank, which had been closed again.
At this time, he was really holding back the fire in his belly.
After all.
The robber would throw a grenade directly, which he never expected.
If it weren't for his dexterity, he avoided the range of the grenade.
In that case, in the first hour of the exercise, a hostage and the commander-in-chief of his escort team would have been killed.
As the top decision-maker of the escort team in this exercise, the captain of the team must have really died.
That's a big joke.