At eight o'clock in the evening, Soweto District, near the police station.

Listening to a black van under a telephone pole, Qin Fei stood under the car and watched Connor, who was lying on the pole, jokingly: "Be careful of electric shocks, don't become a pig."

Connor lightly attached a miniature graphite bomb with adhesive to the pillar under the wire messed up like a spider web. He looked up at the wires. Due to aging and disrepair, many of the wires have been covered. Peel off, revealing the cheap aluminum core inside.

"It's done." He slid down the pillar, then got back into the car.

Qin Fei reached out and patted Joyce in the driver's seat: "Ok, let's go."

The car slowly unpacked the Soweto police station along the dirt road and stopped about a hundred meters away from the police station.

"Remember, after we get in later, Joyce, you will cut off the communication line of the police station immediately outside." Connor said: "Their line box is on the pole outside the barbed wire fence outside the police station."

"Okay, don't worry." Joyce nodded and agreed.

Qin Fei and the other four put on their headgear, buckled their helmets, and began to check the guns.

everything's ready.

"Ok!" Qin Fei raised his hand and gestured to Major Michelle.

The others also raised their hands to make ok gestures.

"let us go!"

Following Michel's order, the car drove forward along the dirt road.

When he arrived ten meters in front of the barbed wire gate of the police station, the car stopped at the communication box. Connor took out the remote detonator and pressed the detonation button.

There was a low noise on the telephone pole where the graphite bomb was installed before. This bomb is not powerful, like a firecracker is missing.

However, graphite bombs, also known as soft bombs and power-off bombs, are commonly known as "power killers" because they are named for not killing enemy soldiers.

The bomb is made of specially treated pure carbon fiber filaments. The diameter of each graphite fiber filament is quite small, only a few thousandths of a centimeter. This highly conductive graphite fiber floats in the air like catkins and touches the wires. Will cause a short circuit.

The cobweb-like electrical wires exploded a firework-like fire, and then a large area of ​​the police station was immediately plunged into a thick darkness.

Joyce got out of the car, used iron pliers to open the small lock on the communication box, and tore all the wires inside.

Almost at the same time, the group of four had reached the barbed wire gate of the police station, and Hugo opened the lock with iron pliers.

"Go! go! go!"

Qin Fei rushed into the Soweto Police Station's compound first. In the night vision goggles, he saw two blue and white police cars in the courtyard, but did not see any living people.

There was nothing wrong with the intelligence. Sure enough, it was only 20 meters away from the gate of the courtyard to the entrance of the police station. In less than ten seconds, two groups of people were already at the gate and one on the side of the wall.

Connor gently grasped the doorknob and twisted it, and found that it was locked.

The police station actually locked the door...

This is unbelievable in developed countries, but it is normal in Soweto District. There is not much difference between whether there is a police station here or not.

Connor was about to step forward to unlock the lock, when suddenly he heard footsteps inside.

Someone!

He quickly retracted like a cat.

Unexpectedly, someone happened to come out of it at this time.

Whoops--

The door of the police station was pushed open from the inside, and the edge of the door almost hit the tip of Connor's towering nose.

A middle-aged bald-headed man in a police uniform walked out of the gate and stood in the dark. He turned on the flashlight and took a few shots forward with some wonder.

It was dark all around.

Not only the police station, but a large area around it seems to have been powered off.

"what happend……"

He muttered and wiped his bare skull.

Without electricity, the air-conditioning in the police station will not work. I am afraid we will have a sauna tonight.

He turned around and planned to go back to the police station to tell his companions and the sheriff that tonight it is estimated that the power supply line failed to cause a large-scale blackout.

For the restoration of power, the bald head does not seem to have much hope. He is very clear about the efficiency of his compatriots who work in the power supply department. Not a day or two, I am afraid that the wiring here will not be repaired.

Before he turned around, his bald head felt his neck tighten, and something like a python curled up from behind. He just wanted to open his mouth and scream, but was only covered by a big gloved hand.

In the darkness, the bald eyeballs all protruded from the eye sockets. He wanted to struggle, but found that he was suddenly lifted in the air-someone hugged his feet and lifted him directly off the ground.

Everything is going on silently.

The bald head was horrified to find that he was like a pig tied to the meat case, and he could not move at all. At that moment, he seemed to understand that someone was working on him, but not alone.

But now I'm too late to say anything.

The hand holding the bald neck was tightening like a python wrapped in prey. The force was so great that he could no longer breathe normally and could only twist his body desperately.

It's a pity that he was lifted in the air and his feet couldn't touch the ground. The duty room turned right three meters after entering the door. There were several colleagues playing cards there. As long as he made a little noise, he might be able to call. Come for reinforcements.

But he had no chance. He could do nothing except twisting his fat waist in vain.

The weather is fine tonight, and the stars are shining in the night sky.

The bald head found that his vision gradually became blurred. The original one star became two, and then three, four...

Finally the sky is full of stars.

Ten seconds later, the bare head softened like a corpse~lightnovelpub.net~Qin Fei and Mist moved their bald heads aside and nodded to Connor and Hugo.

Connor opened the door again, Qin Fei lifted his bald head and walked in, gently placed it on the side of the aisle, then picked up the "Honey Badger" submachine gun and started to touch it forward.

Three meters away was the duty room. He could almost hear the curses of several colleagues of the bald policeman. The power was cut off. The group was playing cards and was forced to interrupt the game.

Qin Fei walked to the door of the duty room. The entire police station was dark. Through the windows, with the help of night vision goggles, he could clearly see the three policemen sitting inside.

Kneeling down outside the door, Qin Fei turned his head and gestured towards Hugo and Connor to let them move on.

The two-person team of Connor and Hugo was going to the sheriff's room in the office area in the center of the police station in front of the exhibit room.

Before the power was cut off, George and Yuri, who had hacked into the surveillance system of the Soweto police station, discovered that Chief Topp had been in his office tonight, seeming to be reading documents.

See the file?

Qin Fei didn't believe that a black policeman was so obsessed with business.

Connor and Hugo passed by Qin Fei and moved on. Mister Qin Fei squatted down opposite, took a sound and light bomb from the tactical vest, and gently pulled off the buckle.

Now, Qin Fei is waiting for the signal from the Hugo duo.

In order to prevent the five policemen on duty tonight from having a chance to counterattack, the two teams must cooperate seamlessly and must launch attacks from different positions at the same time.

Suddenly, two slight electric noises came from the earphones.

hiss--

hiss--

This is the sound made by flicking the microphone with a finger. It is the electric current made by the special forces short pressing the call button when it is inconvenient to speak.

The hands-on signal is here!

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