Chapter 928: Progress

"The village is gathering, ha-ha!"

"All prepare! Group one, prepare tear gas!"

"There are many people, shotguns of groups two, three, and four, change to beanbag rounds!"

Wu Junhao moved to the front door and commanded the coalition forces of the two places.

Qishan Village itself is built on a mountain ridge, and the roads in and out are limited. If calculated from the foot of the mountain, Qishan Village still has a certain strategic space, but the gang itself has no strategic vision. They just gathered here by coincidence.

By the time these mushroom traffickers and drug addicts reacted, communicated, mobilized, gathered, and acted, one or two hours were simply not enough.

And after the soldiers reached the village, they faced all two hundred or so police officers.

The head of the Qishan Village gang still wanted to rely on having more people to charge, so he organized more than 100 young people who planted mushrooms, forcibly drove them down the mountain, and then followed behind with some confidants, preparing to slip away while it was chaotic.

Seeing this, Wu Junhao just sneered.

He brought the entire reconstructed First Detachment this time, and what is the nickname of the First Detachment? It's not the "Bald Attack Detachment", but the "Flat Push Detachment"!

Looking at the hundred or so chaotic mushroom soldiers in front of him, Wu Junhao let the negotiation expert of the Changle City Bureau use a loudspeaker to shout, while he emphasized to his own attack team members:

"Shooting must have a rhythm."

"Group one's shotguns load tear gas, after firing, immediately change to pain-block rounds, don't rush to shoot, wait for my order."

"Groups two, three, and four, fire beanbag rounds, pause after two rounds, load rubber rounds, wait for my order."

"Groups five and six, raise your shields, without my order, whoever puts their hands down, I'll chop your hands off."

Wu Junhao walked back and forth emphasizing the orders, a bit like a line infantry officer in the 19th century.

However, compared to Wu Junhao, his opponents were more like the opponents of 19th-century line infantry.

More than 100 mushroom people, driven by a group of gang members, opened the village gate and rushed out.

Wu Junhao waved his hand and said without hesitation: "Tear gas."

Bang bang!

A wisp of blue smoke darted among the mushroom people.

The mushroom people ran faster and more directly.

Wu Junhao shouted "Beanbag rounds prepare" again, and three groups of attack team members stood out with six shotguns.

"Don't be nervous, wait a little longer!" Wu Junhao waited for the mushroom people to get within 30 meters, then clenched his fist and swung it down: "Open fire!"

This is the distance where beanbag rounds are easiest to exert their effect.

This kind of non-lethal anti-riot weapon puts No. 9 lead pellets into a cloth bag. After hitting the human body, it hurts to death, but the bullets won't rush into the body, so people won't die.

Bang...

Several shotguns fired a round, and then another round.

After two rounds, although only a dozen people were knocked down, the mushroom people who continued to charge were already weak in the legs and at a loss.

In terms of fighting will, they were even worse than a mob. The few people running in front were knocked over by beanbag rounds and groaned in pain, while the others were scared to death.

They didn't know the difference between beanbag rounds and real bullets. Seeing people lying on the ground, they thought they were dead.

"Fuck," someone shouted, and turned a corner and wanted to run.

At this time, even if there was a big steep slope next to them, it felt safer than being hit by a bullet.

Several criminal police officers touched up silently, and a few people cooperated tacitly, knocking people down in one encounter, and then turning them over to handcuff them, which was simpler than catching a sheep.

Soon, driven by the gang leaders in the back, more mushroom people continued to charge.

This time, Wu Junhao directly shouted for group one to step forward and shoot.

Pain-block rounds are as the name suggests. Hitting them hurts so much that they almost pass out, but it's still a non-lethal shot. People roll on the ground in pain, and then wait for the police to free their hands to handcuff them.

Also non-lethal ammunition, pain-block rounds are slug rounds made of hard rubber. The power of hitting them is much greater than beanbag rounds, the degree of pain is higher, and once hit, normal people can't get up in a short time.

At the same time, the police officers responsible for shooting, although standing neatly like firelock soldiers in the era of queuing to be shot, and although the posture of shooting was also like firelock soldiers, and although the enemies they faced were also like firelock soldiers, this time, they held modern shotguns, and most were Type 97-2.

Unlike the Type 09 shotgun that Wu Junhao used to use that could fire tungsten rounds, the official name of the Type 97 is anti-riot gun. Although it is a pull-and-fire mode, starting from about 35 meters, it can fire all 5 rounds in the magazine in a few seconds.

And Wu Junhao had more than a dozen shotguns here. With the rhythm controlled well, the mushroom people couldn't charge over at all, and this was still under the condition of non-lethal ammunition.

On the ground, more and more people lay down and wailed. Some were indeed in pain, and even bones might have been broken, but some were also lying down smoothly, giving up completely. These people originally came to the village to eat mushrooms and live a fantasy life. Few could charge forward selflessly with firm expressions.

The Qishan Village gang couldn't even reach the level of warlords in the Republic of China, letting them have enough mushrooms before going into battle. Because the effect of opium is sedation, and the effect of mushrooms is hallucination. People who are forcibly sedated can ignore many things in a short time, but people in a hallucinogenic state don't know what happened in the world in a short time.

A few core members of the gang who came out in the chaos slipped back into the village silently and took out an old-fashioned hunting rifle and fired a shot into the air.

Bang!

The hot-blooded gunshot attracted a little of the police's attention.

"Catch people first." Wu Junhao led the team himself, handcuffing the fallen and surrendered mushroom people like catching pigs.

After a while, more than eighty people were caught.

"What next?" Wu Junhao asked: "Forced attack?"

"Shout first, wait and see what strategies the Armed Police comrades have, send the arrested suspects to the back." Jiang Yuan was saying this when he saw the village gate of Qishan Village open, and everyone inside came out with their hands raised.

"Surrender counts as turning themselves in, it's cheap for them." Mu Zhiyang also felt a bit of hatred for evil now.

Jiang Yuan waved his hand, and after all the suspects were handcuffed, he slowly entered the village to observe.

The wooden village abandoned twenty years ago had no updates in its overall structure. Instead, many buildings were demolished just to obtain some building materials.

Besides that, various cost-saving measures filled every corner of the village, and all kinds of smells rushed straight to people's spirits.

Jiang Yuan sniffed twice. The stench in the village had its own characteristics. It had the smell of the decay of the era, the smell of the decay of the forest, the smell of modern inferior decoration materials, and... other familiar stenches.

Jiang Yuan frowned, and after distinguishing it three times, he turned to Wang Chuanxing and said: "Let Meng Chengbiao do an interrogation, I feel like I smell the stench of a corpse." ===== CHAPTER 929 =====