Soon two plainclothes men came down from upstairs. When they saw Zhou Hao, they immediately greeted him warmly. Both of them were Zhou Hao's old subordinates in West Kowloon.
Zhou Hao handed over the two unconscious gangsters to them, and then the two went upstairs to meet Zhou Xingxing. There was a wake-up sound from behind. The two police officers could not carry them down, so they could only try to wake them up.
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When the two went upstairs, they saw Feihu and the two groups from the West Kowloon Crime Team scattered in the corridor. The corridor was too narrow. If they didn't stand apart, they might be surrounded by a grenade.
Zhou Xingxing and Zhan Hantao were looking at a drawing on a folding table that they picked up from nowhere. They were studying the method of strong attack. Zhou Hao had put strong attack as the last option since he saw Chen Yiyuan, but Zhan Hao
Hantao and the others didn't think so.
There are two groups of thugs in the house. They may be impatient and attack the hostages at any time. If they have a proper attack method, they will give priority to attacking by force.
Zhou Xingxing was very happy to see Zhou Hao coming up: "Boss, you finally took action, now it will be easier to handle."
Zhan Hantao also said hello to Zhou Hao. He also knew that Zhou Hao was very powerful, but he didn't think Zhou Hao had any good solutions to the current situation.
Zhou Hao looked at the structural diagram of the house, which was very small with two bedrooms and one living room. The two of them analyzed several attack routes on the sketch next to them, but in the end they were all marked with a cross because the most important point could not be solved, which was the safety of the hostages.
Especially the two children, they can't run fast, and they may not know how to lie down to save their lives at the critical moment. If they really want to break in, if everyone goes in and shoots randomly, they may be hit by stray bullets.
Zhou Xingxing: "Boss, how do you think we should attack?" Zhan Hantao was not wearing a hood at the moment. He also looked at Zhou Hao, hoping he had any good suggestions.
Zhou Hao: "My suggestion is to wait. It's impossible for them to stay inside all the time. This bastard didn't ask for anything when he called us just now. He was just competing with us for patience. Whoever strikes first and who is passive."
Zhou Xingxing said with a disappointed look on his face: "Are we going to spend the night here tonight?"
Zhou Hao smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, someone will come to change the shift. I'll go over and take a look first."
Feng Baobao complained: "Looking at your character, the boss has just taken over. Maybe there will be an action plan soon. Are you so unsure of the boss?"
Zhou Xingxing thought about it for a while. When had Zhou Hao ever let him down? When he looked at Zhou Hao, his eyes were immediately filled with hope.
Zhan Hantao was not as optimistic as the two of them. Half of the men he brought this time were injured. Fortunately, they were not life-threatening or disabled, otherwise he would have been unlucky this time.
The door of No. D19 faces the stairs, and there are corridors on the left and right. Residents are on both sides of the corridor. There are twenty rooms on this floor. This is a public housing.
There are still garbage piled at the door of some rooms, and all kinds of weird smells are mixed. If there are choices, no one likes to live here, Zhou Hao came to the door of the room.
The four Flying Tigers were lined up on both sides. No one stood at the door, because the opponent could shoot through such a wooden door with one shot.
Zhou Hao: "Turn on perspective imaging mode"
His glasses suddenly changed. When Zhou Hao looked at the white wall again, everything became an illusion, and red figures appeared inside.
He had just seen the structural diagram of the room, so he knew what he was seeing. Two red figures were in the kitchen, three green figures, one red figure in the living room, and one red figure in the toilet.
The red figures are dangerous people carrying weapons and guns, while the green figures are without weapons and guns.
In other words, the hostages are now in the living room, with only one person guarding them. Zhou Hao thinks this is an opportunity. Although he has told others to wait, waiting means uncertainty. Wouldn't it be better if there is a better opportunity to attack?
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This is the first time he has tried to use the so-called "perspective imaging" function, which is much more powerful than infrared thermal imaging. Infrared thermal imaging cannot penetrate concrete walls. With this function, he can grasp the location of the gangster in the room.
It will be even more perfect if you formulate a battle plan.
He didn't bring up the idea of ​​a strong attack with Fang Jiexia at that time because he would only know whether this tool was useful after field testing.
Zhou Hao stayed away from the door, took out his mobile phone and dialed Fang Jiexia's number. He did not use the walkie-talkie because he was afraid that Chen Yiyuan and the others would also use the walkie-talkie to listen in.
"What's the matter? Sir Zhou?" Fang Jiexia's voice sounded very nice.
Zhou Hao: "Can you contact Chen Yiyuan again? I want to talk to him personally to see if it works. If not, I will look for opportunities to start a strong attack at any time!"
Fang Jiexia's eyes lit up: "Are you confident of a strong attack?"
Talking about Zhou Hao, she had no hope at all. Firstly, Zhou Hao was not a negotiator. Secondly, even if he was a negotiator, he might not be able to achieve the desired results. What she hoped for more was a beautiful attack.
, demonstrates the force of the police and proves that the police are capable of protecting the citizens of Xiangjiang.
Zhou Hao said confidently: "As long as I take action, there will be no chance of failure!"
Isn't that why Fang Jiexia came to Zhou Hao? But she suddenly remembered that Zhou Hao seemed to have just been injured and was discharged from the hospital. She couldn't help but ask: "Sir Zhou, is your leg injury completely healed?"
Zhou Hao raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, this woman investigated him very carefully: "Thank you for your concern. I have fully recovered. I can still kick a criminal to death."
Fang Jiexia decided in her heart: "That's good. Well, I'm not saying that kicking the criminal to death is good. As long as you recover, I'll have someone try to contact him immediately."
But I said in my heart, care? I'm just afraid that you will slip up at the critical moment and affect your actions.
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in the room.
Two children were doing homework on the small round table in the living room. Their father, Aye, was sitting obediently at the window, not daring to move. Beside him was a gangster who was glaring at him with a gun.
Ah Ye is a very failed father. He lives on the government's Comprehensive Social Security Assistance and does not do things well every day. Fortunately, he has no bad habits and does not abuse his children. But he can't even cook. He only eats every day.
The takeaway is cooked by my eldest daughter who is only ten years old. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a waste.
Chen Yiyuan and Zhang Chun were actually cooking in the kitchen at this time. Neither of them had eaten lunch, so when it was time for afternoon tea, they were already so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs.
At this moment, the phone in the living room rang again, ding-ding-ring--
After the ringing for a long time, Chen Yiyuan, who was busy in the kitchen, said: "Aye, answer the phone!"
This call from Ah Ye was like a real family. Ah Ye immediately stood up as if his butt was on fire, went over to answer the phone and said, "Hey! Who are you looking for?"
Then he looked at Chen Yiyuan and said: "He said he was looking for you...".
Chen Yiyuan smiled, wiped his hands, and said to Zhang Chun beside him: "This eggplant is waiting for me to cook."
Zhang Chun nodded while cutting vegetables: "No problem, I won't compete with you, haha."
The atmosphere was very harmonious, it was like a family cooking together. If there wasn't that guy with a gun in his eyes and a fierce look on his face, everything would have been wonderful.
Chapter completed!