Jiang Cheng laughed. This idiot's brain was really full of paste. She actually talked to him about the image of Greater Shanghai. He sneered at the girl and said, "The image of Greater Shanghai is ruined by people like you who have no quality."
The girl was also angry. She thought that as a local hipster, she was being laughed at by a country bumpkin in rags. She immediately scolded Jiang Cheng and said, "Country bumpkin, what do you know? Humph!"
The Shanghai girl kept scolding and saying bad things about Jiang Cheng and Wang Xueyin, but Jiang Cheng didn't pay attention to her.
Two minutes later, the subway arrived at the next station. This time, a group of people got off the train, but more people got on. Among them, four men carrying travel bags caught Jiang Cheng's attention.
Jiang Cheng looked at the four men carefully. The four men all had faces from the Western Regions. Their beards had traces of being shaved. They were all more than 1.75 meters tall, a few centimeters taller than Jiang Cheng.
After the four men got on the train, they did not stand together. Instead, they separated. One man carried his travel bag and walked to the front of the train, while the other two walked to the back of the train. The last man, who was the tallest, stayed in the carriage where Jiang Cheng was.
The man stood in the middle of the carriage, looking around from time to time to observe the situation in the carriage.
When Jiang Cheng saw the four men get on the train, he had a bad feeling in his heart, because the aura of these four people made Jiang Cheng feel a sense of danger.
At this time, the Shanghai girl was still muttering and scolding Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng's ears were almost annoyed by her Shanghai accent. Jiang Cheng directly took out the pistol on his waist and pointed it at the girl's forehead. He shouted loudly, "Try saying that again. Believe it or not, I'll shoot you. Motherf * cker, showing off your superiority to me, go to hell!"
After scolding, Jiang Cheng directly used his right hand to aim at the Western Regions man who just got on the train. His index finger secretly pulled the trigger, and a hot 9mm bullet shot out from the Type 92 and hit the man directly. The bullet went in from the left side of the man's head and came out from the right side of the head, bringing with it a cloud of red and white.
The man did not even have time to react before he was shot dead.
At this time, the people in the carriage were shocked. The sudden gunshot shocked everyone. When everyone came to their senses, the whole carriage began to panic, especially the Shanghai girl just now. The bullet just flew past her ear, and the loud gunshot filled her ears with a buzzing sound.
She trembled and looked at Jiang Cheng with a fearful gaze. She could not help but wet her shorts.
The girls were screaming, and the boys were cowering and running away. They hid in the corner of the carriage, trembling. A few boys dressed very feminine were so scared that they wet their pants. Soon, the carriage was filled with the smell of urine.
Jiang Cheng shot the man with the Western Regions face, then quickly picked up his gun, ran to the dead man's side, and opened the travel bag in his hand.
The moment the travel bag was opened, Jiang Cheng was shocked. He saw a huge modern sophisticated bomb lying quietly in the travel bag. The screen on it was showing a countdown, and the countdown was quickly counting down. There were only five minutes left.
"Someone, go to the front of the car and ask the driver to stop the car!" Jiang Cheng shouted angrily to the people in the carriage.
But no one in the carriage moved. Everyone looked at Jiang Cheng with a fearful gaze.
At this time, Jiang Cheng realized that his sudden shooting just now had scared these people. Looking around the carriage, Jiang Cheng pointed at a medium-sized boy on his left and asked, "What's your name?"
Seeing Jiang Cheng pointing at him, the boy suddenly became nervous. He did not want to answer Jiang Cheng's question, but when he saw the gun in Jiang Cheng's hand and the dead body lying on the floor of the carriage, he still answered.
"My name is Jiang Hao, I am a senior student. Hero, please don't kill me. I just started my internship. I don't want to die yet!"
Jiang Cheng looked at Jiang Hao unhappily and said, "I didn't say that I want to kill you. Don't be nervous. I am a soldier of the National Security Bureau. I am in charge of anti-terrorism. The person who was killed just now was a terrorist. They wanted to blow up this subway. Did you see that? It's a time bomb, 500 grams of C4. The power of the explosion is enough to blow up a building. If you want to live, you have to listen to my command. Do you understand?"
Hearing Jiang Cheng's words, the people in the carriage suddenly let out a sigh of relief. It turned out that Jiang Cheng was a member of the National Security Bureau. Just now, they all thought that Jiang Cheng was a vicious criminal who killed a person because he was unhappy. Now they knew that he was a special agent of the National Security Bureau, who was responsible for protecting people.
The man called Jiang Hao plucked up his courage and walked in front of Jiang Cheng. He looked at the time bomb in the travel bag and found that the number C4 was indeed on the bomb. The countdown was turning red. There were only four minutes left. Jiang Hao's face turned red.
It was the first time for Jiang Hao to see a time bomb, a pistol, and a dead body that had been shot in the head. The situation here was completely different from what he had seen in the American blockbusters. He was nervous, excited, scared, and terrified.
Jiang Hao didn't know whether he should be scared or excited, but he was eager to do something. He saw the whole process of Jiang Cheng pulling out the gun and turning his head.
He saw the whole process of shooting.
It was so cool! Jiang Hao sighed in his heart.
"Brother, what do you want me to do for you?" Jiang Hao asked excitedly to Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng glanced at the senior in front of him, took out another pistol from his waist and handed it to him. He said, "Take this gun and guard the door of that carriage. Later, two men with Asian faces will come with guns. When you see them, don't say anything. Just shoot them. Do you understand?"
Jiang Hao was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that Jiang Cheng would give him a gun. He also didn't expect that Jiang Cheng would ask him to shoot and kill people. Moreover, the people he killed were people he didn't know.
"Big, big, big brother, I don't know how to shoot!" Jiang Hao said in a trembling voice.
"It's okay. It's easy to shoot. This is the safety. I've already opened it for you. You just need to press the trigger. Remember, when you don't want to kill people, don't put your finger on the trigger, because it's easy to misfire. Little Jiang, you have to remember that the lives of hundreds of people in the carriage are in our hands now. It's up to you whether we can save them or not!" Jiang Cheng patted Jiang Hao's shoulder and said seriously.
At this time, some enthusiastic people had already called the police. A girl shouted to Jiang Cheng, "Comrade, the police have said that they are on the way here. They ask you not to act rashly in case of unnecessary casualties."
Jiang Cheng scolded her and said, "If I don't fucking act, you will all die here today. When the police arrive, the bomb will explode long ago. Listen to me, everyone, get down on the ground. Don't move, don't run. If anyone is accidentally killed or injured, don't blame me for not warning you."
As soon as he finished his words, there was a sudden sound of gunshots coming from the carriage in front of them. The carriage instantly became quiet.
Jiang Cheng was also stunned because he was so familiar with the sound of gunshots. It was the sound of a submachine gun.
Jiang Cheng raised his head and saw that in the carriage in front of him, a masked man was holding an old-fashioned Su's Rifle and firing wildly. The people in the carriage were falling down in a fan shape, and in an instant, a large number of people had fallen.
"F * ck!"
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but curse. The terrorists were serious. They actually used guns to shoot at the crowd. Seeing this, Jiang Cheng didn't even think about it. He stuffed the gun into Jiang Hao's hand and said loudly to him, "Go, guard the back door of the carriage. Don't let the other two people come in!"
After that, Jiang Cheng took the gun in his hand and rushed to the carriage in front of him. As he ran, he shouted to the people, "Get down, get down!"
In fact, the people had already got down without shouting. The sound of the old Su's rifle was very loud. The passengers in the carriage where Jiang Cheng was in had already subconsciously got down. The Shanghai girl, who was cursing at Jiang Cheng just now, was also lying on the ground with Wang Xueyin. They hugged their feet and did not dare to make a sound.
At this time, in the police center of Shanghai, the 110 police phone was ringing crazily. As soon as the operator hung up the phone, another call came in. All the calls were saying the same thing. There was a major shooting on the newly opened No. 18 subway in Shanghai. The people on the train were calling the police crazily.
In the special office of the Key Case Investigation Unit of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, he patted the table and said to his colleagues present, "This is an extremely serious, premeditated and influential terrorist case. I announce that the city will enter the first level of alert. The special police, the armed police and the criminal police can be dispatched. Political Commissar Wang, you immediately contact the comrades in the military area and ask them to send reinforcements. Deputy Director Chen, you immediately contact the secretary and the mayor, and call the Ministry of Public Security to ask for reinforcements.
Comrades, this is the first major terrorist case in our city since the founding of the People's Republic. The case is not clear yet, and the situation at the scene is not clear yet. Whether we can save people's lives, ensure the safety of people's lives, and eliminate the terrorists, depends on you! "
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