Chapter 3: No Way Out 2
"Peng Sizhe, did you know how dangerous it was when you picked up the gun just now?!" Cheng Te Li scolded as he saw that everyone was safe.
"Why didn't I take the gun when I had the chance?" Peng Sizhe said.
Lao Wei hastily came over to mediate: "Brothers, let's think of a way to solve this matter now."
"What else can you do?" Cheng Te Li asked the negotiation expert. The negotiation expert had already dried up his mouth, a bottle of mineral water was poured into his stomach, and an empty mineral water bottle was twisted into a twist, shaking his head: "He seems to be very familiar with our process, neither surrendering nor taking risks."
"How much longer can he hold on like this?"
"There is water and food in the store, from this perspective, he can hold on for a long time, but his spirit has been highly tense all along. He shouldn't be able to make it through tonight, but I'm worried that after a mental breakdown, a person's behavior is unpredictable, so we still need to think of a way to resolve the situation as soon as possible."
Cheng Te Li looked up at the glass hut and cursed in his heart, wondering who designed this kind of brainless building. Now that a strong attack was impossible to bypass the oil drums, the opponent hiding behind the cash register corner couldn't get a shooting angle either.
"Has his family been found? If his family is present, there may be an opportunity," said the negotiation expert.
"He doesn't even have a family, he's just a lone bachelor..." Old Wei said.
"Has the investigation been clarified? Parents, brothers and sisters are all fine." The negotiation expert did not give up. From actual cases, as long as family members come to persuade, many stubborn elements will surrender with affection.
Lao Wei shook his head: "I've looked all day, really didn't find any."
The negotiation expert was disappointed and the final solution was also unworkable.
"Is there no other way to persuade him to surrender?"
The negotiation expert joked: "I'm only capable of this much, if I had the power to acquit him he would certainly surrender."
"Is it really necessary to resort to force?"
The negotiation expert spread his hands: "That can only be left for you to handle."
It's easy to talk about launching a strong attack, but in such a complex situation, how easy is it to come up with a plan for a strong attack?
The key to a strong attack is how to break through the tempered glass without detonating the gasoline. Cheng Te-li went to consult with the fire department to see if there was a way to break through, but the captain of the fire brigade shook his head helplessly: "Cheng Te-li, we are firefighters, and we usually break through by getting close, but how can we get past this distance?"
The original plan was for the armed police to launch a feint attack on one side, while the special police used bulletproof shields to cover two firemen who would forcibly break in from the side with an axe, and then the special police would rush in to capture or kill. However, this plan was still too risky, as during this time, the hijackers had every opportunity to detonate the gasoline!
"We can use the car to smash open the glass." suggested Peng Sizhe.
"But with this burst of distance, he only needs to pull the trigger once to detonate the gasoline!" Cheng Te Li said.
Peng Sizhe said, "Take advantage of the forklift at the gas station to break the glass and cover it with foam from the fire department's water cannon. As long as we can get into the room, everything will be easy." Peng Sizhe boldly proposed his plan: "Now that it's dark, turn on all the car headlights to dazzle him. I think this can give us ten or twenty seconds to break through."
This seems to be the best solution, but as Commander Cheng, any decision involves the safety of the hostages, and he still has to consider it.
"I want a car! All of you get out and give me one!" The hijacker, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly lost control of his emotions and shouted.
The negotiation expert steeled himself and prepared to comfort them, but the hijackers suddenly set fire to the paper in the store!
"Squad leader, no time!" Qin Xiaoyu urged.
Cheng Te Li gritted his teeth, if he didn't take action now, soon he would only be able to wait for the fire department to put out the fire.
Cheng Te Li rushed in front of the negotiation expert: "Get me some time!"
The negotiator shouted through the loudspeaker: "Calm down, we are now giving you a chance to surrender, calm down, put out the fire first and give us some time..."
Cheng ran towards the armed police and shouted into the walkie-talkie: "Sniper, take him out if you get a chance!"
Cheng Te-li moved several vehicles to the side of the convenience store, a firefighter and a police officer volunteered to open the forklift to break through, the special police team hid behind the forklift, once the forklift successfully broke through and retreated, the special police rushed in, while the firefighter sprayed fire extinguishing foam from the broken window to dilute the gasoline concentration, to prevent fires or explosions.
The increasingly agitated hijacker saw the police moving vehicles, but was unsure if it was according to his own idea. The negotiation expert tried hard to make him believe that a car would be given to him soon to leave. The hijacker forced a hostage to open the chain lock, but made two Molotov cocktails with glass bottles filled with gasoline and threw one into the room, where two rows of shelves were now ablaze, soon spreading to the oil drums at the entrance and the cash register. At this time, he was holding the Molotov cocktails in both hands, his right hand holding a gun, shouting loudly in high spirits.
Cheng Te Li leaned against the forklift and shouted: "Charge! Charge!"
The forklift roared as the accelerator increased its speed, and the fire engine's engine began to exert pressure on the water tank. The SWAT team and snipers outside also took aim at possible locations where the hijackers might appear. With a loud crash, the forklift burst out of the assault line, and the attack team followed under the leadership of Cheng Te-li. At the same time, all the cars' high beams were turned on, shining directly at the Convenient Store.
Although it was Peng's plan, he didn't get to join the assault team and instead had to stand guard on the periphery, which made him feel a little down.
The hijacker suddenly heard the roar of various vehicle engines outside, startled for a moment, and didn't know how to react. The convenience store was illuminated by the dazzling headlights of cars, causing the hijacker to squint his eyes and raise his hand to block out the glare. However, the temporary blindness made him unable to see anything, only hearing the angry roar of engines getting closer from the side. When his eyes slightly adjusted to the light, he saw a forklift bursting out of the radiance!
As the forklift charged straight at him, its forks thrust forward like long spears. The bandit's instinct to escape made him forget about the oil barrels in front of him, and he jumped out from behind the cash register. Several oil barrels crashed to the floor, one of which had not been tightened properly, spilling gasoline everywhere, filling the convenience store with a strong smell of gasoline. The forklift "crashed" through the tempered glass, shattering it into pieces under the impact. Then the forklift reversed, and special police officers emerged from behind it, charging out of the broken window.
"Damn you!" The hijacker probably understood his own ending, but he didn't want to end it like this. He raised his handgun and fired three shots at the demolition entrance, but the bullets "clanged" harmlessly on the bulletproof shield. Under the cover of the shield, the special police forced their way in, had already rushed into the demolition entrance, and shouted: "Police! Raise your hands!"
He was so scared that he kept backing away, but behind him was the fire he had set himself, and there was no way to retreat. In a moment of tension, he saw an overturned gasoline barrel, and raised the Molotov cocktail in his hand, ready to throw it.
The dazzling light also affected the vision of the SWAT team. When Cheng Te Li rushed into the convenience store, he smelled a strong gasoline smell and saw the robber raise the Molotov cocktail to throw it. He thought to himself that something was wrong, and raised his gun, but before he could pull the trigger, a crisp gunshot rang out. A bullet pierced through the tempered glass, creating a small hole, and whizzed accurately into the robber's head from the side. The Molotov cocktail fell to the ground as the robber collapsed, hitting the oil barrel, and flames spread instantly.
"Take the hostages away! Quick!" What happened in the flash of lightning, the two hostages did not know. Two SWAT officers stepped forward and carried the stunned hostages, quickly withdrawing from the broken window. Just as the SWAT team withdrew from the broken window, the foam sprayed by the fire truck covered them, and the fire was quickly extinguished.
In just over 20 seconds, the onlookers were left stunned, and a whole day's effort was resolved in those 20 seconds. Xiao Bin couldn't help but exclaim: "This is what I call a real cop!"
Lao Wei's hanging heart finally fell, but he was more concerned about whether the hijacker was still alive. If he was still alive, he could pry out a lot of useful intelligence.
The hostages are safe, the oil depot is also safe, and next is to be solved by the fire department. Cheng Te Li Song took a breath, took off his helmet, and said to the sniper: "Good shot."
"I didn't fire from an angle just now," the sniper replied.
"Who fired the shot?" asked Cheng Te-li in surprise.
"Peng Sizhe opened."
At this distance, it not only avoided the bullet's deflection by the glass but also managed to deliver the bullet accurately into the target's head. The difficulty can be imagined. In hostage rescue cases, there are many examples of sniper rifle bullets changing trajectory after penetrating glass and causing unintended injuries. The penetration power of assault rifles is weaker than that of sniper rifles, making it even more difficult. Cheng Te Li looked at Peng Si Zhe in incredulity without saying a word.
"Peng Sizhe, you've made a big mess this time." Commander Gao said quietly after Cheng Te Li left.
"At that time, I was the only one who had the opportunity, if his Molotov cocktail had been thrown out, the consequences would have been more severe."
Colonel Gao stuck out his tongue: "The squadron leader seems unhappy, you wait for writing a report."
Peng Sizhe smiled wryly, although he didn't receive an order to fire, but under the circumstances at that time, he thought he was not wrong.

