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Chapter 388 Crazy Wu Changqing
Liang Feihu heard it, and breathed a sigh of relief, and ordered: "Changqing, I only have one sentence, remember it."

"When you take action later, show no mercy. Don't let any of the kidnappers live."

Wu Changqing was stunned. This was completely opposite to what Deputy Director Shen had instructed?

However, Wu Changqing was a calm person. He naturally knew whose job he was serving and who he should listen to. He said without hesitation, "Okay, Director, I know what to do."

"Well, with your contribution in this matter, you can be promoted to Chief Inspector and become a Superintendent of Police." Liang Feihu made his promise without hesitation.

Wu Changqing felt warmed at hearing this.
Superintendent?
That was what he had always dreamed of. It was the dividing line between low-level and middle-level police officers and senior police officers. Strictly speaking, only those above the level of superintendent were called officials. Those below the level of inspector were still responsible for specific tasks, and the difference between them and ordinary police officers was not that big.

There are very few Chief Inspectors who are promoted to Superintendents every year. Most police officers work hard all their lives and remain inspectors until retirement, but are ultimately stopped at the door of Superintendent.

Less than one in ten people cross the dragon gate and open the passage to higher power.

If there is no one above, Chief Inspector is basically the highest level an ordinary police officer can reach in his lifetime. It is impossible to reach this level by simply accumulating seniority.

Now, this rare opportunity is before him. As a grassroots person without any background, Wu Changqing has no choice but to seize this fleeting opportunity at all costs, which may be the only chance in his life.

"Don't worry, Director. I promise that no one will be left alive tonight." Wu Changqing's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp in the dark, and his heart became extremely cold at this moment. He said through gritting his teeth.

It seemed that Wu Changqing's murderous aura had infected Liang Feihu through the phone call. Liang Feihu's heart suddenly skipped a beat and he had an extremely bold idea. As soon as this idea came to his mind, Liang Feihu's heartbeat quickened, his blood boiled, and his head started buzzing.

Suddenly, he felt dry mouth and even his breathing became rapid. Liang Feihu asked in a trembling voice: "Did Deputy Director Shen go to the scene?"

"Deputy Director Shen and Team Leader Li Yan were both in the command vehicle and did not get out. Only Team Leader Huo came to the scene and was directing from a distance. I will personally lead the team to encircle and suppress the bandits." Wu Changqing was slightly stunned. He did not understand what Liang Feihu meant by asking these questions, so he had to answer truthfully.

"Oh, that's how it is!"

Liang Feihu was somewhat annoyed, with infinite disappointment in his tone. His excitement also subsided, and he regained his composure. After hesitating for a moment, he said decisively: "Okay, when you're done, give me a call. That's it, I'm hanging up!"

Liang Feihu hung up the phone with regret. The conditions were not ripe, so Liang Feihu had to give up his plan.

Shen Cheng was too cautious and did not even go to the scene. Moreover, Wu Changqing was not an absolute confidant, so it was no problem for him to kill those Vietnamese. It was just a matter of going with the flow.

But if he were asked to kill a deputy commissioner of police in the chaos, he might not obey his orders. Firstly, it would be difficult for him to escape, and secondly, he would be afraid of being silenced. At the level of chief inspector, he basically has his own mind to analyze the situation and weigh the pros and cons, and he is not as easily brainwashed as the grassroots police officers.

Moreover, this kind of thing requires repeated work in advance, all worries must be dispelled, and all possible variables must be arranged before there is a slight possibility.

Such hastily made decisions can easily confuse things.

What's more, this decision is not something he can make. Only Gao Jianbin can make the final decision. Liang Feihu cannot bear this responsibility no matter what.

So Liang Feihu considered it again and again and finally gave up the risky idea. It was not until he hung up the phone that Liang Feihu realized that his back was soaked in just a short moment.

Wu Changqing returned to the team and said in a serious tone: "Brothers, this group of bandits is very brutal. You all saw what happened to Li Kaize's two bodyguards. Each of them was shot dozens of times without any reaction."

"So, I don't want everyone to make the same mistake. Show no mercy and kill all of these people."

One of the team members asked anxiously, "Atou'er, didn't you just say that Deputy Director Shen had told us to try to keep some of them alive?"

"Deputy Director Shen is thinking about solving the case and the subsequent interrogation. But I don't care about that. I am only responsible for the safety of my brothers. I brought you here alive, and I will bring you back safely."

Wu Changqing's words made sense and the team members had no doubts. They were all deeply moved and felt that their leader was worthy of being their eldest brother, and that he was always most concerned about the safety of his brothers' lives.

Wu Changqing saw that the time was almost up, and ordered: "Shanzi, go!"

"Yes, Atou!"

A subordinate wearing a bulletproof vest moved forward carefully and nimbly, hung a grenade on the gate, pulled the safety pin, and then stepped back.

"Boom" sound

A huge explosion suddenly sounded in the silent night, like a sudden thunder, spreading all around.

The ordinary large iron door was crushed by the violent force of the grenade, and it was shattered like a broken board, splashing everywhere, and even the stone slab above the yard was overturned and fell to the side. Wu Changqing was particularly brave. After the fragments of the explosion fell, he took the lead and rushed into the yard, followed by the members of the team.

Everyone knew that the hostages were a woman and a child, who were easy to identify and must be trapped somewhere, so the people seen walking freely in the yard were all kidnappers.

After the Vietnamese who were sleeping were awakened, some were still dazed, some began to look for clothes in a hurry, and some began to touch their weapons. However, they had been at peace for too long, and although the Vietnamese were doing a business that was risking their lives, they were still very vigilant at the beginning. They slept with clothes on and carried weapons with them, and there were people on guard every night.

But as time went on, everything was safe and nothing happened. In just three to five months, the tension in people's minds would relax. Not to mention the three years, everyone had already regarded kidnapping as a daily job and themselves as workers.

It's okay if you take the initiative and attack without any intention, but being blocked at the door and entering the nest is something you are not mentally prepared for.

Everyone was caught off guard. Wu Changqing kicked open a door and with the help of infrared night vision goggles, he decisively pulled the trigger at the person who had just got out of bed. The submachine gun in his hand was spitting out flames wildly, and the bullets flew rapidly towards the bandit's heart, head and other vital parts.

Wu Changqing did not hesitate to use the bullets in his hand and fired fiercely.

Explosions, gunshots, and screams quickly rang out in the village.

The battle became intense from the beginning. Wu Changqing's crazy look made the team members around him secretly shocked.

Why do I feel like these kidnappers and Atou have a grudge against each other for murdering their fathers? Every Vietnamese was shot more than ten times, and his body was riddled with bullets.

After cleaning up one room, they immediately rushed to another room. There were basically two or three Vietnamese in each room, but Wu Changqing had to use up an entire magazine.

The remaining Vietnamese also began to fight back. The continuous gunshots made the police officers no longer have any scruples and they opened fire.

In the dark, the Vietnamese did not dare to turn on the lights. Otherwise, they would be inside the house while the police would be outside. The enemy would be in the dark and we would be in the light. Wouldn’t we be targets?

But the police had no scruples at all. They were well prepared for the night raid and every member of the team wore night vision goggles. Basically, they opened fire as soon as the enemy showed up, before they noticed the police.

The few bandits who hid in the corners did not fire or make any noise, but their attempts to escape were in vain. The police broke the windows and still let in tear gas. It was already dark, and the thick, choking smoke made the Vietnamese unable to help but cough violently.

The police rushed over and fired a burst of bullets
If anyone resists a little more fiercely, there will be no nonsense and they will be dealt with by grenades.

There were only about 20 Vietnamese in total, and more than half of them were quickly wiped out. The few who were smart were terrified when they saw this scene. The invaders were too cruel, killing anyone they saw, much more cruel than themselves, so they quickly raised their hands and shouted, still holding out their guns, trying to surrender and save their lives.

When the team members were hesitating whether to accept the prisoners, Wu Changqing rushed over and took a look, showing no mercy.

"suddenly"

He raised his submachine gun and shot them to death. When everyone was dead, Wu Changqing saw the surprised look on the faces of his teammates and said expressionlessly that these people were cunning and cruel, so be careful of them.

Leaving everyone looking stunned, the team members turned around and went somewhere else regardless of whether they believed it or not.

Everyone looked at each other, thinking in their hearts, these people's resistance didn't seem as fierce as they had imagined?

Are we overestimating them and overdoing it?

My waist is a little bit sprained
Later, Wu Changqing basically let the team members charge forward, while he stayed behind to support and clean up the mess. Of course, if he found anyone who was not dead, he would shoot them again.

Ostensibly, this was to ensure that the criminals would not resist. Of course, Wu Changqing's standard was that as long as they were breathing, they might resist and kill people.

The Vietnamese who were beaten to death would probably be angry to death if they were still alive. I had been shot dozens of times, was dying, and was gasping for breath. How the hell could I suddenly get up?

Come and show me a glimpse.
After waiting until there was no more resistance, Wu Changqing ordered all the bodies to be carried out and gathered together, and then checked again to see if any of them were still breathing.

The lights in each room were turned on, and the yard was suddenly as bright as day.

The other two teams that came in later also joined in and searched everywhere. When they heard the order from the team leader Wu Changqing, they thought that Wu Changqing wanted to see if there was anyone worth rescuing. They never expected that Wu Changqing wanted to see if there was any survivors.

If you have, add two more shots...

(End of this chapter)