Chapter 115 Don’t cut me open
"Handcuffs. Throw away the gun, throw away." Wei Zhenguo was older, and his adrenaline supply was not as fast as Wen Mingming. He was two positions behind at a distance of nearly ten meters, and he shouted anxiously.
Wen Ming's blood surged, and he didn't care so much. He first used Lao Hu's arm to forcefully pull him over, and then kicked his pistol away. When he wanted to touch the handcuffs, Wei Zhenguo came up from behind.
"Cuff him, cuff him first." Wei Zhenguo cuffed him twice, cuffed him from behind, and then turned him over. He saw a hole in Lao Hu's chest, and he was bleeding profusely. People are prone to exhaling more air and less inhaling it. Looks like it.
Wen Ming was still in a state of passion, pressing his elbows hard on Lao Hu's neck, looking like "I can tear a tiger and leopard alive."
"He's going to die, let go, let go!" Wei Zhenguo slapped Wen Ming's big arm hard and pulled him up.
At such a tight time, everything is done instinctively, and there is no time to think carefully.
By analogy, this is like the last minute of the high school entrance examination or college entrance examination. You find that your name is not written and the answer sheet is copied wrong. It is known that the teacher has an 80% chance of collecting the papers on time. What should you do first and what should you do next? ?
For Wen Ming, Wei Zhenguo and Jiang Yuan, this is the time to make a decision.
Mu Zhiyang was shot twice, lost blood and was frightened, and passed out.
"Stop the bleeding and don't move. I'll be right back." Jiang Yuan stuffed two rolls of bandages in his trouser pockets when he went out. He took them out and wrapped them directly around Mu Zhiyang's shoulders before checking the wound.
A large piece of meat on the inner side of his left arm was torn out, but Jiang Yuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, if the opponent moved two centimeters to the left, Mu Zhiyang would be dead.
Now it's nothing more than a flesh wound.
The first wave of reinforcements came from the armed police. Two armed policemen armed with long guns ran wildly for two to three hundred meters. When they came over, they saw that no one was standing. My heart suddenly twitched, and the bullets were loaded.
"Put the insurance card on. It's okay. The thief's leader has been shot." Wei Zhenguo was worried that the two armed police officers were nervous and fired. He quickly reminded him when he heard the sound, then turned on the intercom and shouted: "The fight is over. The thief's leader was shot and fell to the ground. Mu Zhiyang Another shot, call an ambulance.”
"Another shot?" On the other side of the intercom, Huang Qiangmin's heart had just returned to his stomach when it bounced three inches above his head. He was shrinking nervously: "How could he be shot again... What's the situation? Rescue The car is passing!"
"It's against the gun, I can't say yet." What could Wei Zhenguo say? He didn't want to trade his life for his life, but it was just for this reason.
"Come here and help." Jiang Yuan raised his head and shouted, calling the two armed policemen over.
The two armed police soldiers were both very young. They ran over from the parking lot next to it. There was originally a group of six people there, in case the five-person group discovered the ambush and would break out and drive in the parking lot.
Hearing that the thief's leader had escaped, the team leader responsible for defending the parking lot only dared to send two people for reinforcements.
In this wave, the armed police had always targeted the five as imaginary enemies, but they did not expect that the arrest of the other four would go so smoothly. The leader of the thief would be so decisive in running, and the route he chose was completely different from what they expected.
"Hold the wound and don't move." Jiang Yuan didn't have a needle or medicine in his hand, so he could only arrange it like this for the time being, then wiped his hands on his clothes and ran to Wei Zhenguo's side.
Lao Hu's lungs must have been punctured. He was breathing out loudly, his eyes were dark, but his expression was still nonchalant.
Jiang Yuan still wrapped a bandage around his chest, let Wen Ming press it, and then checked the injuries in other places.
Taking a rough look, Lao Hu should have been shot four or five times, maybe seven or eight times.
Mu Zhiyang was shot as soon as they met. Shanshan 05 didn't even know if it was fired or not. There were 3 people left with 21 bullets. It didn't matter whether the thief fell or not, they were all taken out anyway.
Although Jiang Yuan was not very able to tell the location and type of the wound after checking it with blood.
For living people, there is only so much he can do, and he still resorts to bandaging. It feels very reasonable for a thief to wear a bandage.
After a few more bleeding locations were dealt with, the second wave of reinforcements arrived, this time four criminal police officers.
Compared with the two young armed police soldiers, the criminal policeman looked much older and fatter, but he was rich in experience and knew the situation when he saw it. The two stepped forward to help, one started to use the intercom to contact the back, and the other started to raise the alarm with a yellow belt.
At this time, Jiang Yuan had relaxed and returned to Mu Zhiyang.
Lao Hu's life and death is related to Eucalyptus, but Mu Zhiyang is more important.
Perhaps the surroundings had become noisy. Mu Zhiyang trembled his eyelids and managed to open them.
The first thing that caught his eye was Jiang Yuan.
Mu Zhiyang's expression relaxed, but he was awakened by the severe pain. Then, he murmured with horror on his face: "Don't do the dissection, he's still alive, I'm still alive."
"What?" Jiang Yuan couldn't hear clearly and leaned his head over.
Mu Zhiyang's face was filled with sadness: "Don't dissect me..."
"I haven't dissected you yet. It's not time yet." Jiang Yuan was struck by the point of laughter and laughed twice. In an instant, he couldn't laugh anymore.
If it hadn't been for the sniper this time, he might have actually dissected Mu Zhiyang's body. If you are not lucky.
"The ambulance is here, go to the hospital first."
Wei Zhenguo ran over to talk, his body already soaked in blood.
When Mu Zhiyang saw Wei Zhenguo's mood became much more stable, he had time to ask, "Where am I injured?"
"Tear off a piece of flesh on your left arm, don't touch it." Wei Zhenguo opened his hand and said: "Your chin was spattered by the brick wall and there was some bleeding. It has stopped now. It's nothing." It’s okay, you know, go to the hospital with peace of mind.”
Mu Zhiyang looked at Jiang Yuan pitifully: "If nothing happens, don't let Jiang Yuan bandage him. To be honest, my heart stopped with fear."
"I know, I know." Wei Zhenguo coaxed Mu Zhiyang onto the stretcher and then into the ambulance.
The ambulances were also contacted in advance. There were two in total, and they were all used this time. One took Mu Zhiyang, and the other took Lao Hu, and drove to the town hospital at full speed.
"How long will it take for the doctor to arrive?" Jiang Yuan followed and got into Mu Zhiyang's ambulance and asked Wei Zhenguo opposite.
Wei Zhenguo also asked on WeChat. He raised his head and said, "The doctor from the No. 1 Hospital of Qinghe City is rushing over in two hours. I think Mu Zhiyang is fine. Whether the bandit leader can wait depends on whether he is willing to die." Hard."
Jiang Yuan looked at Mu Zhiyang, who had fallen asleep again, and said: "The town will deal with it. If he doesn't die in two hours, the culprit will not die."
"Well, he asked for it. If he came at a fixed time, wouldn't we have the manpower ready? He picked the day, who could prepare all the doctors for him." Wei Zhenguo pushed all the responsibilities away, but his emotions were different. Still a little nervous.
Suddenly no one spoke in the ambulance, only the beeping warning sound, which made people feel upset.
Today is destined to be a tumultuous day. The arrested people need to be interrogated and the clues that appear need to be followed. Liu Jinghui should have rushed here, but even he is probably a little stretched for such a big eucalyptus.
Jiang Yuan felt a little scared when he looked at Mu Zhiyang lying unconscious in front of him.
I was nervous just now.
After calming down, I realized that my back was covered with sweat and my hands and feet were weak. I wanted to lie side by side with Xiao Mu.
The heartbeat was also thumping, and I felt that it was working hard.