Chapter 471: Assault

Huang Huang Qiangmin helped Jiang Yuan put on his bulletproof vest, tightened it firmly, added two bulletproof plates, and then added anti-riot arm guards and anti-cut neck guards before giving him a heavy pat on the back. "Be sharp. You aren't here to charge into the front lines. Don't forget, you're wearing the grey shoulder boards."

"I know, I'll be careful." Jiang Yuan had no intention of charging into the front lines either. He patted the bulletproof plates on his body and said, "It's fine. I heard even AKs can't penetrate this stuff."

"What about other places... ptooey, ptooey, ptooey." Huang Huang Qiangmin spat on the ground twice, then put the helmet on Jiang Yuan. "You just analyze the footprints, stand a bit further back, and don't rush into the building, got it?"

"Got it." Jiang Yuan didn't find Huang Huang Qiangmin annoying. Honestly, he was feeling a bit nervous himself. As the saying goes, blades and bullets have no eyes; no matter how many skills he had, they couldn't stop a bullet.

Huang Huang Qiangmin turned to insert bulletproof plates into Mu Mu Zhiyang's vest and said, "You protect Jiang Yuan well, got it? Completing the mission is certainly important, but protecting Jiang Yuan's safety is even more important. When you encounter an unclear situation, don't foolishly rush in. We have the people surrounded; it's just a matter of catching them sooner or later. Don't throw your life away for the sake of a little time."

"Understood." Mu Mu Zhiyang said solemnly, "As long as I'm here, I absolutely won't let Team Leader Jiang suffer a single injury."

"Don't say that." Huang Huang Qiangmin patted Mu Mu Zhiyang's shoulder. "No matter what, don't get injured. I'll request a commendation for you when you return."

Huang Huang Qiangmin then helped Jiang Yuan put on his anti-cut gloves, watched Mu Mu Zhiyang check his weapon, and handed Mu Mu Zhiyang a shield before reluctantly stepping aside.

Today's mission was very heavy. In front of Jiang Yuan and Mu Mu Zhiyang were personnel from the Anti-Drug Detachment's Criminal Science Division, who were responsible for operating the infrared cameras and accompanying Jiang Yuan and Mu Mu Zhiyang to find suitable angles to film the situation inside the building.

Based on the camera footage, Jiang Yuan gave judgments as best he could and informed the assault team members on the front lines via walkie-talkie.

A three-person team had a certain degree of flexibility, and having Mu Mu Zhiyang assigned to Jiang Yuan was already a very luxurious setup.

Today, the deputy detachment leader of the Anti-Drug Detachment was going to be on the front lines himself; it wasn't realistic to add more protectors for Jiang Yuan. The idea of giving a police officer a bodyguard sounded inappropriate, and besides, a bloated team wouldn't necessarily be safer.

Huang Huang Qiangmin wanted to add himself to the team, but was persuaded otherwise by Detachment Leader Yin. He was already in his 40s and rarely did daily training; he didn't even know if he could handle twenty minutes of high-intensity exercise. Sending him to Jiang Yuan's side would purely be adding to the chaos.

Following Detachment Leader Yin's order, the assault team set off first. At the same time, the assigned traffic police and public security officers were sent to the streets to begin clearing the crowds and driving away vehicles.

Jiang Yuan's team followed closely behind the first wave of the assault team, stopping only when they reached the side of the road opposite the target building. In the infrared camera, they could already see figures running about.

Jiang Yuan wasn't afraid of them running; he was only afraid of them standing still.

The +1 skill buff had already been applied to footprint identification. Jiang Yuan steadied the infrared camera, squinted for a few moments, and said, "Someone took a heavy object from the second floor. It's very likely a heavy weapon, a long gun."

"Received." The deputy detachment leader's voice remained steady.

"Someone is walking down from the fourth floor, and they likely have a gun too." Jiang Yuan continued speaking. His words would be synchronized to the temporary command post.

The deputy detachment leader replied again, "Received."

Jiang Yuan continued to stare at the camera's display screen.

The infrared camera could only show clusters of figures; it couldn't even show complete human shapes. Items like firearms couldn't be seen either if they weren't emitting heat.

If Jiang Yuan only had LV3 footprint identification, he wouldn't be able to reach any effective conclusions when faced with such ghost-like images. But with LV5 or even LV6 skills, it was completely different.

It was like the gait recognition systems now popularized at airports and high-speed rail stations. Does the system really look at gait? Not entirely; it can only be said to be an identity recognition system centered on gait. It makes judgments based on body type, walking posture, muscle strength, weight, center of gravity, coordination, and walking style.

Similarly, a person's normal walking posture is definitely different from their posture when carrying a heavy object. The gait of someone holding a gun is also different from someone carrying one on their back.

But to see them clearly, Jiang Yuan had to get close enough, and sometimes, he had to change angles.

Bang!

Bang!

The assault team in front used a shotgun to open the door directly and then rushed in.

"Police!"

"Hands on your heads!"

"Drop your weapons and surrender!"

Regardless of what the police officers rushing in were shouting, everyone became tense.

Jiang Yuan swallowed his saliva, looked at the infrared camera's external display, and said, "Let's move forward again."

The maximum distance for automatic computer gait recognition is usually 60 meters. This refers to the distance from the camera to the person.

It was already a stretch for Jiang Yuan to perform manual gait recognition at this distance. This was one of the areas where computers were superior to humans; they could calculate based on existing algorithms even with very low clarity.

Jiang Yuan couldn't do that. He needed at least a human silhouette to make a judgment, and overly distorted positions wouldn't work either; it was best to have a front or back view.

Mu Mu Zhiyang hesitated for half a second before raising his shield and continuing forward.

Over the past year, he had undergone tactical training several times and could easily distinguish the risks of continuing forward.

At this moment, if someone were to escape from the side, the snipers might not be able to reach them due to the obstruction of the wall, but his and Jiang Yuan's team would be the first to bear the brunt.

Despite this, Mu Mu Zhiyang still moved forward firmly.

You can prepare however you want before a battle, but once you are on the battlefield, hoping to stay out of harm's way is the most dangerous thing.

Jiang Yuan also walked forward without a word, one hand resting on Mu Mu Zhiyang's shoulder, his eyes fixed on the camera's external screen, entrusting all safety concerns to Mu Mu Zhiyang.

"There's a long gun on the second floor, at the second-floor stairwell, two people, they have weapons." Jiang Yuan reported quickly, then entered the building's perimeter wall and circled around to explore.

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

The gunfire inside the building became intense, and there was also the sound of police submachine guns.

Jiang Yuan felt that since he had joined the police force, he had never seen or heard such intense gunfire.

Even with the few desperate hunters in Wulong Mountain, although they had many weapons, those few people mainly used single-shot weapons.

The Anti-Drug Detachment wasn't so polite. Jiang Yuan recalled that just the first wave of the assault team was carrying at least four submachine guns.

Unlike the shotguns favored by foreigners, domestic special police preferred submachine guns when doing this kind of work. In units with demand, a single Type 79 submachine gun could have as many as eight modifications, which was even more exaggerated than the Air Force's "Old Six."

Amidst the gunfire, Jiang Yuan could also feel the tension on the front lines.

In front of them were two waves of assault teams, followed by arrest teams waiting in full battle array. It sounded like a lot of people, but when facing firearms, a single experienced gunman could cause irreparable losses.

Jiang Yuan patted Mu Mu Zhiyang's shoulder again and continued forward.

Detachment Leader Yin's voice came through the walkie-talkie: "Jiang Yuan, pay attention to controlling the distance."

"Received." Jiang Yuan replied, walked a few more steps with Mu Mu Zhiyang, stood still, and began scanning the front frantically with the infrared camera.

Another anti-drug officer in the three-person team began reporting points to the rear frequently.

This feeling was like peeking at the screen while playing a shooting game.

Given the current situation in the country, even drug trafficking gangs are just like a mantis trying to stop a chariot compared to the police's firepower. However, the police were now pursuing zero casualties while annihilating the enemy, which inevitably increased the difficulty.

Sssss...

The walkie-talkie suddenly sounded, followed by Detachment Leader Yin's rapid voice: "Someone on the third floor is about to jump, be careful..."

As soon as the words fell, a person fell silently to a spot two meters in front of Mu Mu Zhiyang.

Splat.

With a dull thud, red, white, and yellow liquid splashed all over Mu Mu Zhiyang's shield. ===== CHAPTER 472 =====