Animal Detective

Chapter 461 No one was injured

When the attack was launched, Shen Xin had already instructed the gray plane and Wufu to move away from the scene and hover at high altitude.

A flash of light appeared below.

The camera shakes violently.

Even at a height of several tens of meters above the ground, the plane and Wufu were still startled.

Even so, it's because I've lived in the city for a long time, seen a lot of traffic, and have a certain ability to adapt.

The sound of an explosion could be clearly heard through the microphone.

Shen Xin clenched his fists involuntarily, extremely nervous.

Gunshots were not heard immediately.

The smoke was thick, nothing could be seen, and firing a gun would be pointless.

Moreover, the goal is to capture Minjuekan alive as much as possible.

Faintly, you can hear someone shouting.

There were screams from drug dealers and the panicked cries of mules.

And there were shouts from Qian Feng and the others.

"You are surrounded. Give up resistance!"

The sound echoed through the forest.

Everyone remained behind cover, none of them daring to step forward.

The smoke hadn't completely dissipated, and rushing up wouldn't allow for clear visibility. Firing rashly, even if it killed the drug dealer, could easily injure one's own people.

Moreover, people will instinctively fire their guns when suddenly attacked.

They're just firing randomly; who knows where they'll hit? If they're unlucky, people could die.

Sure enough, amidst painful screams, gunshots rang out.

But when the stun grenade exploded, a drug dealer bent over in pain.

He had his gun slung at his waist, displaying strong combat skills. He held onto it tightly with one hand, while instinctively covering his ears with the other.

In the chaos, I was hit by something, and then everything went black. Relying on instinct, I pulled the trigger haphazardly.

Another scream rang out, and a few steps away, a mule leaped up as if struck by lightning and tripped and fell to the ground.

A drug dealer next to him also collapsed with a scream.

The hail of bullets hit him in the buttocks.

Only when he realized what was happening did he stop firing and fall to the ground.

Everything before my eyes was spinning.

I wanted to breathe, but I couldn't. It felt like my chest had been run over by a car.

As for the power of a stun grenade, I've experienced it once, and I definitely don't want to experience it a second time.

Not far away, the moment the bomb was dropped, the quick-reacting Minjuekan had already taken to the ground.

I'm afraid some idiot might instinctively fire indiscriminately and hit one of their own.

But even lying down at such a close distance didn't help; Minjuekan still felt dizzy, had tinnitus, and felt nauseous enough to want to die.

at the same time.

Behind a tree shelter at least twenty meters away, Qian Feng gestured for another throw.

It's impossible to charge forward.

Now we're ambushing them; the encirclement has been formed, so we're trapped like turtles in a jar.

Leave enough distance, trap them in the middle, and shoot if they get close. If they don't surrender, keep throwing grenades.

Throwing grenades is the safest option anyway.

The next moment, more than a dozen stun grenades were thrown out.

Amidst the continuous explosions, the screams of drug dealers could be heard.

When the smoke cleared, a drug dealer, scrambling to the back of a large tree, found a grenade on his person, trembling as he pulled the pin, not knowing where it was going, and threw it behind him.

Just as he reached out his hand, a gunshot rang out in the distance.

His arm was precisely pierced, his hand went limp, and the grenade fell several meters away.

A few seconds later, there was a loud bang.

Shrapnel and dirt flew everywhere. One of the shrapnel hit his exposed foot, causing him to scream in pain.

One of the drug dealers couldn't take it anymore, staggered to his feet, and turned to run away.

He had only taken two steps when another gunshot rang out. His legs gave way, and he collapsed in front of Minjuekan.

Minjuekan lay prone on the ground, ignoring everything, and rolled around on the spot, trying to find cover.

Just then, a series of rhythmic gunshots rang out.

It was a machine gun facing forward, and at Qian Feng's request, it opened fire to suppress the enemy.

It swept across the tree trunks near the crowd, scattering wood chips everywhere.

This flight represents justice.

"Don't shoot, we surrender!"

Some people curled up, covered their heads, and shouted at the top of their lungs.

Someone responded by demanding that the gun be thrown away, and then stood up, raising their hands and covering their head.

Minjue Kan huddled beside the tree roots, frantically pounding his head, trying to suppress the dizziness in front of him.

Not at all.

The effects of the stun grenade cannot be eliminated in a short time.

He pulled out his pistol and fired several shots haphazardly in the direction he had just fired.

Ignoring everyone else, he scrambled up the grass in the distance, using both his hands and feet.

As he tried to go further, gunfire erupted ahead, bullets hitting him and sending dirt and grass flying everywhere.

He jolted awake and quickly lay down.

He rolled over onto his back and tried to find where the target was, but he couldn't see it at all.

Shouts kept coming from nearby.

Surrender or face execution!

I felt like there were people everywhere.

Some of his men stood up and surrendered.

Ultimately, death is inevitable, but there is a difference between dying on the spot and dying later.

Minjuekan gripped his pistol, gritted his teeth, and rolled away again.

He hadn't rolled more than a few meters when he heard shouts from ahead, telling him to stop or they would shoot.

Still feeling dizzy, Minjuekan couldn't see where anyone was, so he instinctively fired a shot randomly and immediately lay down.

After a brief silence, another stun grenade was thrown in his direction and rolled to the side.

Fuck!
Just as Minjuekan had this thought, a bright light flashed before his eyes.

He screamed in pain.

While feeling dizzy and disoriented, I lost track of how much time had passed before I suddenly felt as if someone had kicked me hard on the head.

The pistol slipped from his hand, and the next moment, he was pinned to the ground, the only sound still being the sharp ringing in his ears.

Qian Feng led his men out.

He carried his rifle, charging at the forefront, vigilantly watching every target. He would not hesitate to shoot anyone who made a move.

In situations like this, capturing the survivor alive is not a priority.

There were no fools around; everyone was quickly brought under control.

Minjuekan was brought over.

After being searched, he collapsed to the ground, limp as a rag doll.

Nine people, not one of them ran away.

Four people were shot and injured.

Of the five mules, two were shot and wounded, and the other two were frightened and ran away.

It's not a big problem, we can get it back.

Qian Feng strode forward, grabbed Min Juekan's head, and looked at it.

He was panting heavily, his face was dirty and had abrasions.

He casually tossed it on the ground and immediately reported the situation to the command center.

The drug dealers have all been apprehended, but the target is still alive.

All the drugs were seized.

None of the personnel were injured!
On Shen Xin's side.

The planes were flying in the air, and the microphones could hear gunshots and explosions.

But behind the thick treetops, it was impossible to know what had happened.

At this moment, Shen Xin was extremely anxious.

Finally, the gunfire subsided.

Shortly after, Qian Feng's voice came through the communication channel.

Upon hearing that the scene had been brought under control, Guo Zhaoyue, who was standing next to him, excitedly hugged himself.

Shen Xin breathed a sigh of relief, but clenched his fists even tighter and held his breath.

Only after hearing Qian Feng report that none of the personnel were injured did he loosen his fists, let out an excited roar, and release his inner tension.

"Brilliant!"

Shen Xin shouted excitedly.

Whether it succeeds or not, Shen Xin would rather hear this last sentence: no one was injured.

It's not worth getting hurt for a bunch of rotten drug dealers.

From the communication channel, cheers could be heard from the command center as well, probably a joyous celebration.

After a word of praise, the command center immediately issued new instructions.

The mission isn't over yet.

The group of people inside the country have not yet been arrested.

The command center first inquired about the condition of the injured drug dealers and, after confirming that they would not die for the time being, ordered that, according to the plan, some people stay behind to guard the drug dealers and take inventory of the scene.

At the same time, Minjuekan was quickly interrogated.

The other group, following Shen Xin's instructions, worked with the support forces to capture the group within the country.

"Shen Xin, you've worked hard, well done."

Finally, he also praised Shen Xin from afar.

Shen Xin quickly directed the plane and Wufu to return.

The mission isn't over yet; we can't open the champagne halfway through.

However, the group inside the territory is clearly inferior to the group in terms of numbers and firepower.

It shouldn't be a big problem.

The ambush site.

Qian Feng left a group of men to keep watch, and immediately set off with the rest of his men.

Huang Delin arrived with his men and, after confirming that no one was injured, breathed a sigh of relief and immediately arranged for people to search for the lost mule and take stock of the scene.

Upon unpacking the goods, every single piece was a size four.

Huang Delin silently clenched his fist before approaching Minjuekan to begin the interrogation.

"Can you speak Chinese?" Huang Delin stared coldly at Min Juekan.

He calmed down a bit in that short time.

He stared intently at Huang Delin, a sinister smile on his face.

Huang Delin didn't care. It would be strange if he told everything honestly.

Just as he was about to speak again, Huang Delin suddenly turned his head.

He had just noticed out of the corner of his eye that a drug dealer a few steps away had turned his head to avoid him.

Huang Delin got up and walked over.

"Keep your head up."

He rebuked him in a stern voice.

The other party didn't respond.