scout story

The large rusty iron gate was closed tightly, and the barbed wire fence surrounding the factory had become dilapidated due to years of disrepair. silence.

Thick darkness covers the factory—everything seems normal.

There was a slight rustling sound in the woods outside the factory. Lin Che, the combat commander of the attack group, was holding the walkie-talkie, squatting on the trunk of a tree, ready to go.The owl's "cuckoo" sounded from time to time, and the atmosphere was mysterious. Lin Che stared intently at the factory, his blood was rushing and rolling in his body, it was the pleasure of hunting.

Suddenly, several car lights came on in the factory, piercing the darkness.The sound of the engine starting, startled a flock of birds flying around, and the piercing sound of the iron door being slowly opened stimulated Lin Che's nerves.

Seeing that four cars were about to drive out of the iron gate of the factory, Lin Che held up the walkie-talkie with correct information.

"The sabotage team is in action, and the sniper team is preparing."

"Click" the sound of the bullet being loaded, Lin Che licked his lips with a little excitement, can we have a good time this time?Afterwards, Lin Che heard the report that the sabotage team had successfully set up roadblocks and disrupted the traffickers' communication from the headset. Lin Che immediately raised the walkie-talkie.

"action!"

"Whoa-"

As soon as Lin Che gave an order, there were several "bang bang bang" gunshots in the bushes.The sound of glass shattering, mixed with shouts, bullets piercing the driver's chest, the out-of-control vehicle rampaging, hit the roadblock that had been set up before, and stopped.

"Support team, attack team move!"

The dense bullets attacked the fleeing policemen, and more than a dozen ghostly shadows jumped down from the trees beside the road, quickly surrounding the four vehicles.

At night, the sound of flesh and blood bursting and gunshots are intertwined into the favorite music of hunters. Excellent hunters can always trap their prey in their hands and appreciate the meaningless struggle and despair of their prey.Lin Che watched with satisfaction the fleeing drug dealers being arrested one by one, and gave an order to stop the attack on the walkie-talkie.

"You are... the police!"

The leader of the __ trafficker has been suppressed by two police officers, and he squeezed out these words through his teeth showing unwillingness.Lin Che raised his eyebrows, took out his police ID and held it up to the little boss, "It's a little less, remember, it's a Chinese policeman."

"Block the scene and take the prisoner back to the headquarters."

Lin Che cast a disdainful glance at the little leader who was struggling but was firmly held down by the police officers, and then gave instructions to him.

"Mission over!"