Chapter 2 No one dared to fire a shot

  Ying Tianlong, hiding in the cafeteria, watched as three people walked in, holding a short and two long objects. The short one was a 54 pistol, while the long ones were domestically-made semi-automatic Type 56 rifles, with a caliber of 7.62mm. The original design was by Soviet famous firearms designer Sergei Gavrilovich Simonov's SKS45 semi-automatic rifle. This type of rifle had already been eliminated from military use and replaced, then given to local armed forces. Ying Tianlong was still very familiar with it, as it was the one they used for target practice during his time in the army. The Type 56 semi-automatic rifle had a simple structure and good shooting accuracy. Additionally, by installing attachments on the muzzle, it could fire rifle grenades or throw hand grenades, giving individual soldiers some anti-tank and area-killing capabilities.

  Ying Tianlong is now empty-handed, hiding behind the door of the cafeteria kitchen, targeting the three short and long objects in their hands. Rushing back from the troops, he didn't bring anything, came to the town government to find Mayor Li, but he wasn't there. Deputy Mayor Li Zhi saw him and was so scared that his whole body trembled, turned around and ran, he chased after him, but was blocked by subordinates, knocked down five or six people with three punches and two kicks, looked up and still saw Li Zhi's shadow, furious, took out the three-section staff carried on his body and smashed the town mayor's office to pieces. When he went out, there was no one in the backyard, the militia had already surrounded the big yard, making it impossible for water to leak through.

  Two militiamen and a policeman, although also being cautious, did not think that Ying Tianlong would be hiding here, and only paid attention to the movement upstairs. One of the militiamen walked to the kitchen door, lifted his leg and kicked it open with one foot. As he poked his head in, the gun in his hand was grasped by a thick iron-like big hand, pulled inside, and the person followed, before he could shout out, his neck was slapped, "thud" fell down. The small policeman behind him also got slapped in the same way, and fell backwards without any resistance. The remaining militiaman was stunned, standing there, not daring to move, staring straight at Ying Tianlong who suddenly appeared, normally familiar with him, but today it's different, he saw bloodshot eyes, a wide open mouth, bulging neck veins, heavy panting sounds really like an enraged wild wolf. The militiaman didn't need to be subdued, he was already paralyzed with fear.

  Ying Tianlong holstered the police officer's Glock 17 pistol in his waist, and picked up a semi-automatic rifle. He took a look at it, the gun was still quite new, well-maintained, except for some wear on the rifling, which wouldn't affect its firing performance. There were only five rounds of ammunition left in the magazine, half of the normal capacity. He picked up another rifle and also found only five rounds of ammunition, so he took them out and loaded them into one gun. He quickly arrived at the entrance of the cafeteria and took a look outside, everyone was upstairs. Director Zhang had some experience in the army, and had arranged for two guards to stand watch at the gate, both armed with weapons.

  Ying Tianlong thought for a moment, pushed the door open and walked out with a swagger. The two men first looked at him, holding a rifle in their hands, not recognizing him, they had never seen Ying Tianlong before, thinking he was one of them, it wasn't until he approached that they realized something was off, but it was too late. Ying Tianlong was swift and deadly, his palms as fast as lightning, in the blink of an eye the two militiamen fell to the ground, someone on the upper floor saw him and shouted loudly: "Ying, Ying Tianlong, he's down there!"

  Two loud gunshots rang out, and bullets hit the ground less than half a meter away from Ying Tianlong, kicking up dust.

  Heavenly Dragon got angry, raised the rifle in his hand and aimed at the upstairs, fired two shots. The bullets didn't hit anyone, but accurately shot the rifles out of the hands of the two militiamen who were shooting, also scaring them stupid, their legs went soft and they knelt to the ground, opening their mouths wide and yelling.

  Director Zhang also saw it and was stunned. The handgun in his hand couldn't be lifted up anymore. Director Luo behind him was the same, no one dared to fire again.

  Ying Tianlong looked up at the people on the floor with a faint smile, an absolutely terrifying sneer that contained killing intent. The smile seemed to be like the muzzle of a gun aimed at each person on the floor, and if anyone dared to fire, the bullets would fly over accompanied by the laughter. This time, the target would not be money, but people. Everyone knew where the bullets would hit, blood splattering everywhere, life extinguished in an instant.

  No one dares to challenge with their own life.

  Ying Tianlong walked out of the courtyard calmly and unhurriedly, only then did Director Zhang come to his senses, chasing after him closely, keeping a distance, all the way to Qiu Ling, where Ying Tianlong disappeared from view.

  Zhang Fushun was lying on the hillside, his whole body already soaked through, not with sweat, but with cold sweat, scared out of him. This Tianlong had knocked down five people in the town government compound in an instant, without killing one, all were hit by a palm on the back of their necks, and after temporarily fainting, they all woke up unharmed. They were just so scared that they lost their fighting strength. Especially the two militiamen who had been shot directly at with rifles could not get up, and were carried home by others.

  He took away a Type 56 rifle, a Model 54 pistol, ten rounds of rifle ammunition with two shots fired and eight remaining, and six rounds in the Model 54 pistol, for a total of fourteen rounds. In other words, if he wanted to, these fourteen rounds would surely hit fourteen people accurately, leaving behind fourteen corpses, causing a huge disaster that would shock even the provincial capital, making Longguantown infamous.

  Thinking of this, Director Zhang had a splitting headache.

  Luo Zong crawled over and said to him: "Director Zhang, the county public security bureau is about to arrive, and Mayor Li is also coming with them. Director Lu of the county public security bureau instructed us not to act rashly, first surround Ying Tianlong, don't let him escape again."

  Zhang Fushun glanced at Luo Suo Chang, thinking to himself that this kid was still a bit too tender. If Ying Tianlong wanted to run, he would have done so long ago. He could control him completely. In fact, he didn't want to run at all; he was waiting for someone. This person had to die, and only after his death would Ying Tianlong drop the gun in his hand and let Zhang Fushun deal with it. Now this ignorant person was also rushing back anxiously, both sides having become sworn enemies, their blades drawn and ready to strike, each waiting for the other to make a move.

  The sky was already in the afternoon, the sun was high, the scorching sun was like fire, the sky was clear and cloudless, there were no obstructions around, looking far and wide, the entire hillside had only one solitary giant tree, people must be hiding on the tree, because there was nowhere else to hide. But who dared to go up, seeking death?

  Wait and see, the county public security bureau has arrived, things will be resolved soon. If Tianlong dares to resist, after all, he is just one person, even if he has a fourteen-shot gun, he can only knock down fourteen people, once the bullets are finished, it will also be his moment of death.

  Zhang Fushun thought regretfully, "Ah, Ying Tianlong, you're also too reckless. You should have at least put your father and sister to rest before dealing with the remaining matters." Now it's all ruined, a whole family destroyed. The person responsible might not face any consequences; in this day and age, power trumps the law, and who can really get to the bottom of things?

  In the distance, the sound of sirens came from the highway, and from the rising dust, it could be seen that it was not one or two cars coming, but a whole row.

  A row of police cars, along with sedans and jeeps, pulled over to the side of the road. Heavily armed police officers jumped out of the police cars, each holding a steel gun, wearing a steel helmet, and dressed in bulletproof vests. The guns they held were all 79-style 7.62mm light assault rifles.

  This gun is the first type of light submachine gun designed and manufactured in our country. It was designed in 1979 and put into production in 1983. The Type 79 7.62mm Light Submachine Gun is a single-soldier automatic weapon used by our military's reconnaissance soldiers, current armed police forces, and public security personnel in the 80s. The Type 79 Light Submachine Gun mainly uses single-shot and burst fire to kill living targets within 200 meters, with characteristics of simple structure, small size, light weight, high accuracy, strong close-range firepower, and convenient carrying and use.

  At the front was a medium-sized, heavily-built police officer, who stood with his hands on his hips, observing the slope. Zhang Fushun knew at a glance that it was County Public Security Bureau Director Lu Yong. This Director Lu was not ordinary, notorious for being tough and having many enemies. The Dragon Gate Town had such a big incident, a soldier returning from the army dared to single-handedly rush into the town government, smashing the mayor's office, grabbing a rifle and a handgun, openly firing shots. In the entire county, this was unprecedented. Director Lu was furious when he found out, leading a large team of people rushing over.

  Zhang Fushun knew what he should do now, and hurriedly ran over to stand in front of Lu Ju, standing at attention: "Hello, Director Lu."

  Lu Yong glared at him and replied, "You're a real piece of work. You stand there talking without any waist pain. Such a big thing happened under your watch, what kind of Military Affairs Department head are you?"

  Zhang Fushun didn't dare argue back.

  "What's the name of that soldier?"

  His name is Ying Tianlong.

  Director Lu nodded and recalled: "In the reconnaissance company, wasn't it him who was awarded for his bravery in disaster relief last year? He's a renowned sharpshooter and currently serves as the platoon leader of the reconnaissance platoon. How could someone with such good military education and training rush into the town government building? What exactly happened?"

  Zhang Fushun's forehead was covered in cold sweat again, and he didn't know how to respond.

  Director Lu looked at him sternly and shouted: "Speak!"

  Zhang Fushun gritted his teeth and replied, "Director Lu, I'm really not quite clear about it. It's my dereliction of duty at work. I'll review it later. For now, the most important thing is to control the situation first. This Ying Tianlong is really too formidable."

  Director Lu sneered: "Just one person, even if he's made of iron, how many nails can he hammer? You dozens of people, with over ten guns, were messed up by a bare-handed man, and you still have the nerve to call it bitter. The guns in your hands were even confiscated by him, what a shame! If this gets out, I, as the Director of Public Security, will also be affected."

  Zhang Fushun didn't dare talk back.

  "How is it going now?"

  "The man didn't run far, in the hills, we surrounded him so tightly that water couldn't leak through."

  "Alright, you lead the way, I'll go take a look."

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