Wolves travel thousands of miles

In the western provincial capital, on the side of the wide road under the ancient city wall in the 80s, the thin sunlight in the morning, before it fully shines on the ground, I saw stalls, large and small, busy arranging their positions. Most of them are small roadside stalls of snacks. On the open space where no one has come, stones and branches are used to poke the big "Zhan" characters on the ground, and some are added with a brick or a dilapidated small Objects such as benches occupy the place they have used yesterday, a bit like primitive animals urinating everywhere, using smell to distinguish and control a living territory.

Jiang Fengping, who is in her 30s, has a slim figure and looks a little fat, has been selling wonton snacks by the city wall since she was laid off.With a height of 1.6 meters [-], the bangs that hang down when she bends down make her look more charming when she covers half of her crescent-like face, and her plain clothes can't hide the delicate features of a southern woman with delicate features inherited from her parents, her fair skin, Shallow dimples set off the oval face.The parents of Tsinghua alumni are from the Xiangjiang River in Hunan. They met and fell in love with each other after graduation. They responded to the call of the country and settled down in the Research Institute of the Ministry of Aeronautics and Space in the Northwest. During the rightist movement, his father was imprisoned for labor reform, and later died trapped together with Fu Zuoyi’s returnee brother in Jiabiangou, Jiuquan, Gansu Province, and never heard from; his mother committed suicide by jumping off a building during the unbearable humiliation and persecution in the early days of the Communist Party, leaving behind two, The sisters Jiang Fengping and Jiang Yuping, who were born in the turbulent era, depended on each other.The sensible older sister, Feng Ping, dropped out of school early to work in a department store and supported her younger sister to go to school. Thanks to the help of her father and comrades in arms, her younger sister was recommended to join the army and went to Shanghai Military Medical University after graduation.But her husband left her and her young daughter prematurely because of a car accident. She hoped that her younger sister Yuping and her classmate Yang Qiang, who was serving in the army, would get married and live happily ever after. Fighting, until the end of the war without a trace.Over the years, I would see Fengping after get off work every now and then, rushing to the post office to send telegrams, make phone calls, and post letters.He never gave up looking for his only relative, sister Yuping, in the world today.The triumphant troops participating in the war are resting, and most of the operational support agencies are being rebuilt, so the answer from the troops is that the two of them belong to the missing persons on the battlefield, and exact information has not been found.

In the late 80s, as the pace of reform and opening up became faster and faster, the shopping mall service industry that was hit after breaking the planned production of materials and the monopoly of the sales market became more and more sluggish, forcing Feng Ping to go through the layoff procedures in advance and concentrate on living freely on the side of the road. The market runs a wonton food stall that is more profitable than going to work. Since her husband unfortunately left, her sister and her husband have disappeared again.Frustrated, Fengping took her children and moved to the bungalow of her parents who had been deserted for many years. Although the house was dilapidated, there was a yard where she could park her tricycle, so it was very convenient to use. The main reason is that she still has a glimmer of hope. This is not only a place to remember the growth trajectory of her and her sister, but also a lucky hope. As a last resort, this is also the home of her sister's soul, and it is also the only place where she can trace and reminisce. Wherever her sister was, she wanted to always be with her sister who came out of suffering together with her.

In the evening after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky became shorter and shorter, and it became dark in a blink of an eye. When the weather turned cold, there were more people drinking hot wontons. Fengping took the children after school to her booth to do homework. Wait for her to close the stall before going home together.When the last bowl was sold out and the stall was closed, the street lights on the street gradually lit up.The sensible child helped his mother push the tricycle full of tables, stools and stoves, and chatted with his mother about the school's naughty things. He went up the small slope in front of the gate of the dormitory area, and turned around. In front of every courtyard in the straight alley, there are crops and plants such as loofah and lentils, scattered in clusters by the walls and roads.

When the mother and daughter entered the alley halfway, Fengping saw a dark figure standing in front of her house. Since their parents passed away one after another, their family had no other relatives in the provincial capital. People came and went, at first she thought it was someone from her husband's hometown, so she asked casually, "Who is it? Have you been here for a while?" Turning around, she still didn't say a word, just stared at her with bright eyes, Fengping got closer and closer, and saw that this person looked like a beggar, and the color of his clothes couldn't be seen clearly. But it can be seen that it looks like a military coat, and it is not very cold, but there is a loose woolen scarf around his neck, which looks out of place.The messy hair covered the entire head, and there was a black woven bag under the feet.It was really a beggar for food, Fengping felt a thump in her heart, she immediately turned around and hugged the curious child who came up to her, and boldly asked, "Who are you looking for? Do you want something to eat? Me and me I'll get it for you, wait." Guessing that the other party is a beggar, her vigilance eased, and she put down the child and got up and went to the tricycle to look for the remaining buns, grabbed one and handed it over. In fact, she also wanted to send him away as soon as possible.

The black shadow on the opposite side silently reached out to take it, but muttered in his mouth: "Yuping**Yuping" had no intention of leaving at all, and turned around to look firmly at the courtyard door. Under the blurred light of the street lights, Next to the house number with white characters on a blue background, the nameplate of 'Military Glory' on a red paint background is particularly dazzling, "What are you talking about!?" Fengping couldn't believe her ears, and asked repeatedly: "I am Fengping, what do you say? Is it Yuping?" Because of her eagerness, she forgot that her face was already very close to Hei Ying, and saw Hei Ying suddenly put the biscuits into his arms, and naturally raised his hand to touch her face, with a voice. She improved a lot, but still muttered calmly: "Yuping, I'm back!" Fengping was so frightened that she immediately stopped her body and took a step back.He asked in horror: "Who are you?!" He calmed down and saw that the other party was still holding something tightly in his left hand, which looked like a piece of paper, and asked timidly: "Let me see! Show me , What did you take? I’ll give it to you if you look at it.”The other party didn't intend to let go at all, but he slowly lifted it up and looked at Feng Ping. On the back of the dark hand, there was a white scar due to swelling and friction, which curved like a strip on his dark palm. As eye-catching as an earthworm.

Suddenly, Fengping's mind turned quickly, and her eyes couldn't help but hastily scanned the other party's overall scruffy but angular face and body contours. Her mouth couldn't help opening a lot, and it took a long time to spit out a word: "Yang *" paused, The tone was much higher: "Yang Qiang! Are you Yang Qiang? Is it you? Yang Qiang!" Without waiting for the other party's reaction, I was neither afraid nor disgusted with being dirty, and snatched the things in his hand. It turned out to be a half-length photo of Yuping in military uniform. Although it was wrinkled, it still couldn't hide her sister's smiling face. "Yuping woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" at a loss, she squatted on the ground and began to cry. She didn't know whether she had a premonition of happiness when she saw her sister's photo, or an ominous premonition that she had sacrificed. to her heart. "Mom" looked at her sad, and the unidentified child cuddled up to her and cried. Feng Ping grabbed the child, and the two mothers hugged each other and cried.

The neighbors ran out when they heard the commotion, and saw Fengping squatting on the ground crying with the child in her arms, while a man who looked like a beggar stood silently beside her.They all gathered around eagerly: "Beggars, go away, don't scare the children!" The voice of the neighbor shouting made Fengping calm down, and when she thought it was not time to cry, she hurriedly interrupted everyone's scolding and explained: "He He’s not a beggar, he’s Yang Qiang, Yuping’s partner.” Everyone was stunned when they heard that, Yang Qiang often came here before joining the war, isn’t he a dignified People’s Liberation Army?What happened?Everyone immediately started chirping, no matter how noisy everyone was, I saw the dusty man named Yang Qiang on the opposite side, still acting as if nothing had happened, but staring at the photo in Fengping's hand seriously, without even blinking As persistent and dull as before, curious and naive like a child. "Didn't you go to war? Why is it like this? Maybe you've broken your brain?" Hearing everyone's questions, Feng Ping suddenly came to her senses, and then carefully looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar person in front of her. The contrast with the three-point red grass-green officer uniform in her impression was too great. She also gradually recognized her brother-in-law Yang Qiang from the scar on the back of his hand cut by the bayonet when he was training in combat and assassination in the army.

Fengping got up and asked eagerly and hopefully, "Yang Qiang! What's wrong with you? Where's Yuping? Where's Yuping? Where's my sister? Talking?" Aunt Hao, the neighbor who watched the two sisters grow up, bowed down With a full posture, she hurriedly persuaded: "Feng Ping quickly open the door, let's go in and clean him up." Then the aunt was worried that Feng Ping would be afraid, so she rushed up to hold Yang Qiang's arm and guided: "Yang Qiang, Good boy, go in when you get home!", Feng Ping hurriedly stepped forward, took out the key and opened the yard door, everyone followed behind and helped the cart into the yard, Yang Qiang followed the aunt, obediently and obediently stepped in He opened the gate, but he still muttered about Yuping, Yuping.The aunt said to everyone: "It's okay, it's Yang Qiang. Let's go back." The neighbors all dispersed with doubts, and Aunt Hao carefully measured the dumbfounded Yang Qiang. Feng Ping said in a low voice: "Son, it seems that he has some problems with his brain. After you settle down, ask him what's going on slowly. If you need anything, just call me." "Okay, auntie, you can go back too ".

After Feng Ping watched Aunt Hao leave, she turned around and saw that Yang Qiang was still standing in the middle of the hall, staring at the portrait of his parents on the wall motionless, unconsciously raising his hands in a military salute, still muttering something, his tone of voice Instead, he felt a little relaxed and satisfied. When he saw many photos of Yuping when he was a child, he actually held up the photos in his hand, gently inserted them into the frame, and touched them, muttering in satisfaction. Go to the corner, sit down and let Fengping ask and call, he actually buried his head in a comfortable sleep.

Excited and anxious, Fengping stayed up all night, watching this handsome military brother-in-law in the past, suddenly turned into this desolate look now, as if there were many things she wanted to know, but she couldn't find it profoundly. clue and start.The sky was getting brighter, and Feng Ping, who was thinking about it excitedly and anxiously, suddenly felt that Yang Qiang, who was squatting on the ground, was staring at her intently. She immediately lost her sleepiness, and she got up and walked slowly to Yang Qiang , tentatively asked: "Yang Qiang, are you awake?" I hoped that he could change his demented and trance-like appearance after sleeping, but Yang Qiang stared at her intently, and muttered again: "Yuping Yu Ping lowered her head in embarrassment, "Hey! What's wrong with this!" Feng Ping sighed helplessly.

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Fengping set off to prepare breakfast and wontons for the children. Before she opened the door to go out, Yang Qiang, who was curled up in the corner, immediately got up vigilantly and followed her, from the sloppy Feng Ping was taken aback by a sudden and sharp stand-up in the nest. She stopped in a daze, and Yang Qiang also stopped expressionlessly. The door went out, but Yang Qiang quickly dodged and followed her out, keeping a distance behind her and following closely like a child in case she would go away, Feng Ping looked back at him and shook her head puzzled.It suddenly occurred to him that it was time to change his clothes. He was so excited all night, and there were too many puzzling questions, that he forgot about it.Immediately returned to the house, entered the back room of his parents, pulled out a large wooden box full of dust from under the bed, brushed off the dust and opened it, took out the new military uniform and new fleece pants that his father had not had time to wear, and compared the boxes behind him. Yang Qiang, who followed in, handed it to him when he saw that it was about the same size. The clothes, so I kept holding them in my hand, waiting for Fengping's next order, Fengping smiled helplessly: "You really look like a child!" With his long hair, he probably looks like a rich beggar, so he told Yang Qiang to put down his new clothes, sit down in the yard, find out the scissors and comb, give him a haircut and wash, in order to get his sister's The news is also sympathetic to Yang Qiang's sudden childish misfortune, so he didn't care about being shy, tore off Yang Qiang's dirty clothes, put on a new military uniform, and immediately saw the previous Yang Qiang's form, just with dull eyes And the left hand that has been holding the photo for a long time trembled slightly at the position of his waist, showing a difference from ordinary people.

After Fengping sent her children to school, she didn't set up a stall. Instead, she took Yang Qiang to the provincial hospital to see a doctor. The double blow to the head by stimulation and external force is a phenomenon of amnesia. Combined with the situation of his participation in the war, or the encouragement to return to the troops of his original life, he has aroused his functional recovery.On the way home, Feng Ping immediately went to the post office to send a telegram and detailed letter to the army, waiting for a reply.In this way, the neighbors would see Yang Qiang, who had lost his memory, sitting blankly in front of Fengping's booth every day. Those who were familiar with him would go over to say hello, in order to arouse his attention and pay attention to the past. memory.Fengping also looked helplessly at her brother-in-law who hadn't changed, knowing that there would be no progress if she asked again, so she stopped asking about Yuping.On the contrary, Yang Qiang is very obedient to her general instructions, such as eating, dressing, going out of the stall, helping to get an object, etc., he will do it immediately when he hears it, but if he has done it neatly, he will do it right away. Sitting on the side as if no one else was there, but in the sight of his eyes, he never left the busy Fengping. Yang Qiang, who was ill, mistook Fengping for Yuping.

Many days after the telegram was sent, the anxious Fengping still hadn't received any news from the troops. In the morning, everyone set up their booths one after another. When there were few customers, the horn of the urban construction bureau's car was heard from a distance: 'In order to welcome the arrival of the National Day, according to the municipal government documents, all the stalls on the roadside will be cleared." Amidst the chattering of everyone, as the sound in the speakers became louder, the newly established Municipal Urban Construction Administration The two small cars stopped abruptly when they came to the food stand. In front of them was a white Yizheng brand pickup truck with a huge loudspeaker tied to the roof. The content of the document on cleaning up and rectifying the road market. Behind is a blue Beijing brand truck with some confiscated business equipment on it. I saw five urban construction team uniforms getting out of the Yizheng truck, which were darker than the military uniform. , tall and short, irregular young people, without a word, came down and moved a few small tables, mats, and stools that Fengping had just set up, and threw them on the truck. Fengping woke up from the panic , immediately went forward and hugged a table in the distance that he hadn't had time to move, put it on his tricycle, and pressed it firmly with his body, only to see two stout young men shouting "Get up", the voice did not After falling, they separately grabbed Fengping's arms, and pulled them together three or four steps away from the tricycle, "What are you doing?" Fengping wanted to wave her hands to get rid of it, but she had no choice but to get rid of her arms by the strong young man. Catch it, seeing other people want to move the things on her car, Fengping, like a carp out of the water, stretched out her feet angrily, kicking to prevent them from moving. She stretched her legs and exerted force When she was going to kick, the two people holding her arms pulled back, Fengping, who had lost her freedom, showed a piece of her white belly, and Fengping, who was anxious and shy, was struggling when she saw the crowd and heard the sound Yang Qiang, who stood up to watch, suddenly shouted hysterically as if seeing a savior: "Yang Qiang, Yang Qiang, hurry up and save me".

Because the situation changed so quickly, Yang Qiang, who was outside the crowd, saw Fengping being dragged before he could react. The helpless scream broke out: "Yang Qiang, save me!" It was like a whip was drawn into his heart, his heart exploded, and the surging blood rushed to the blood vessels of the whole body like bursting. The muscles that made his whole body go limp immediately creaked and contracted. This voice made Yang Qiang feel familiar and warm, but it was such a content that he didn't dare to listen: "Help me!"Yang Qiang's eyes froze, and his mind quickly turned to the bloodbathed field hospital on the South Vietnam front many years ago, Yu Ping lying in a pool of blood, and the same cry for help.

The hot blood in his heart rose rapidly to the back of his spinning forehead, and Yang Qiang's whole body couldn't help but let out a deep and tearing roar countless times in his dream: "Yuping, I'm coming!" Before I could turn around and look around, I felt myself swaying to the left and right, and suddenly, a black shadow had flown into the crowd. The green figure seemed to have two horns growing out of its head. Hearing a bang at the same time, the two of them fell to the ground, clutching their chins and moaning, the kind of sobbing that was so painful that they couldn't make a sound. One of them was hit by a sudden hammer and even bit off a piece of himself. The tip of the tongue; one person had a disjointed jaw after cracking two front teeth.It was too late and then fast, the two let go, and Feng Ping, who was about to fall, was suddenly caught by a black shadow on her knees just as she was about to touch the ground. With both eyes, looking at Yang Qiang in front of his face, his eyes were full of eager inquiries, and he muttered in a clear but calm voice: "Yuping, I'm here", completely gone from the old apathetic dementia, And quickly raised his hand to grab his collar and lifted his top in the air. With a twist of his wrist, the top with a few buttons was already covered Fengping's waist, because Fengping □'s abdomen is dazzling white, which stimulates Yang Qiang from time to time, and his heart feels like a severe pain cut by a knife. At that time, Yuping had no limbs, exposing her blood-white skin, and she was lying helplessly in his arms. During that time, Yang Qiang's thoughts oscillated back to the unforgetable tragedy of the South Vietnam battlefield.Now he seemed to be repeating the same action in his memory, covering the woman's naked body and hugging his lover Yuping who was covered in blood.

Yang Qiang, who was meditating in a daze, was suddenly kicked on the waist. He felt the muscles on his waist soften naturally, and his body swayed to dissipate the force. With a 'thump' sound, a grinning urban management youth with a broken ankle fell beside him. Yang Qiang, who bravely rescued his relatives, was suddenly attacked, and his body fought back like a conditioned reflex. It took less than a minute to see Three of his colleagues were suddenly injured and fell to the ground, and the rest of the urban management youths rushed forward screaming. The scene immediately made Yang Qiang arouse his sporadic memories of the South Vietnam battlefield. He concluded that they were a group of ferocious Vietnamese soldiers. Instead, he tilted his body straight and light, and quickly and powerfully hit the opponent's wrist, elbow, and arm joints. The young man rushing in front immediately yelled, stomping his feet and tilting his body with his broken arm hanging like noodles. Kneeling on the ground and screaming: "Grass mud horse, my hand, my hand!" Yang Qiang, who attacked continuously, pulled his legs up and raised his knees immediately after the blows, and hit the bridge of his nose with a crisp sound. He fell to the ground with his head bent and his legs bent.Yang Qiang then stepped sideways, dodging the flying kick of another big urban management member, squatted on one side of his body, and punched the opponent's popliteal joint with an uppercut. As if the strength was concentrated inside, with a crisp sound of Kaba, his calf drooped in the air. Yang Qiang's own elbow joint naturally bent, hitting the opponent's crotch joint, and then turned his back to the opponent's head. The body was lifted suddenly, only to hear a series of solid sounds: 'bang, creak, thump' The big man's jaw was dislocated, his teeth fell out of his mouth, and his broken thigh pulled his body, and he fell limply on the ground from behind Yang Qiang. , the large upper body lost the support of the legs and smacked to the ground, kicking up a circle of dust.

Yang Qiang's attacking action was quick and accurate, all in one go. The stupid boys who participated in the besieging him hadn't figured it out yet, and his companions were at a disadvantage as soon as they made a move. When I called for backup, I understood clearly.At this time, seeing Yang Qiang glance at the surviving self, he couldn't help feeling hot in his crotch, turned around and ran, and before his trembling legs took two steps, Yang Qiang came behind him with a shallow waist and galloped a few steps. Hook, the fat man's body was horizontal in the air, Yang Qiang hammered down with his right elbow, and there was a sound of "cracking" coming from the fat man's motionless body amidst the dust, it turned out that his waist was broken.Dazzling beatings lasted only 5 minutes, and the onlookers didn't blink their eyes. They felt that they hadn't understood what was going on. They were hit by Yang Qiang's green ball from left to right, and the crowd The urban management youths are all stumbling around. "Okay." Some people applauded and applauded. For the city control uniform officers who usually flaunt their might, and the angry and frightened vendors, they felt a bad breath of joy, and the crowd suddenly boiled.

Yang Qiang turned around and helped Feng Ping who was still sitting on the ground stunned. Feng Ping, who was at a loss for words, didn't know what to say, and wondered in astonishment what touched the demented Yang Qiang to have such a big reaction.Little did he know that Yang Qiang regarded his lover's elder sister as Yu Ping, who was killed by her opponent because she was late for rescue. It was the same begging tone of the sisters: "Yang Qiang, save me!" This sentence hit amnesia The nerve deep in Yang Qiang's mind in a trance.

While everyone was chattering and talking happily about the surprise of the scene just now, sirens suddenly sounded in the distance, and two Beijing 212 jeeps without license plates had two bright white "public security" printed on their front bumpers. There was a red siren horn on the roof of the carport, and it flew over while screaming 'Aiya, yaiya'.When the crowd of onlookers saw it, they immediately frightened and flickered around, revealing that Yang Qiang, who everyone thought had caused a major incident, was supporting the pale-faced Feng Ping and Feng Ping, who couldn't help but hold Yang Qiang's hand tightly. , I don't know if I want to protect Yang Qiang who is sick, or to dissuade him from causing major troubles.And Yang Qiang made a rare and powerful turn around, immediately blocked her behind, and resolutely faced the menacing comer, Feng Ping immediately felt that Yang Qiang today seemed to have returned to the way he used to be, and she never expected , only the scenes of battles and conflicts that Yang Qiang is familiar with after many battles can gradually mobilize his memory; a person's nervous system disorder cannot be solved in a short time, and as time goes by, it will become even worse. And aging, only buried in the body, instinctive reactions and honed habitual actions, and the natural use in memory can promote the rearrangement of thinking.

"Who hit it?!" The first car got off three public security officers in blue trousers and white coats. The bright red collar badges were very delicate on the white collars. It was different from the cloth military caps of the People's Liberation Army, which was like the big caps of the Vietnamese Army. Wearing the same five-star, brown gun holster on the waist, it stimulated Yang Qiang to be as vigilant as he was against the Vietnamese army.The three public security officers saw Yang Qiang in military uniform standing in front of a woman with dignity, and decided that he was the perpetrator, so they walked straight over and took out a pair of handcuffs from their trouser pockets. He collapsed two steps forward, and the police officers who came were all young people who had transferred from the army, with a strong body, an arrogance and a majestic aura that looked like martial arts, and the policemen walking in front saw Yang Qiangmu in a daze. Cooperate, as everyone knows, this is Yang Qiang who prepared to fight a few steps forward in order to keep Fengping away from some distance, so the police stepped forward and shouted: "You are the one who can beat someone, reach out and cooperate!" While speaking, he raised his left hand to grab Yang Qiang's naturally hanging right hand. The handcuff of the policeman's right hand had already opened his mouth and ran towards Yang Qiang's right wrist. With both hands, the handcuff ring crookedly encircled the policeman's left wrist. Then, with his right hand, he followed the chain that was attached to the policeman's left wrist, grabbed the other handcuff ring, and bumped the policeman's right hand that was caught by his left hand. Wrist, click, a pair of handcuffs are fastened to the policeman's hand, the whole movement is done in one go, very fluently, if it is not for the two people's clothing is different, it looks like Yang Qiang is a police officer and is handcuffing each other deft.The policeman who was chained also shouted in amazement: "Eh? Eh!" while backing away, he struggled unnaturally with his chained arms.The two people behind him immediately rushed forward, trying to use the standard grappling action to support Yang Qiang. Yang Qiang stepped forward half a step, and with a small movement of bowing, attracted the gravity of the two arms to move down. Then he opened his arms wide and punched down. The arms of the two, with the help of the reaction force corrected by the two of them, the arms continued to go down and rounded, and from the sides of their bodies, they swung in a circle. Towards the foreheads of both sides, the two staggered, their heads inevitably bumped into each other, and the big caps flew to both sides. The one who lost his center of gravity was quick to react, and hugged Yang Qiang in front of his body. right leg, trying to get up and throw it.Yang Qiang fell to the ground and surpassed the opponent's squatting speed, all his strength was concentrated on his right leg, his body curled up into a ball, he rolled backwards, and grabbed the opponent's elbow joint with both hands. He was thrown backwards from the air, and after flying five meters away, his arms were pressed by his body and he gnawed on the mud, lying on the ground and passed out.The other immediately took out the freshly equipped baton hanging behind him, lifted it up and drew it at Yang Qiang who had just got up. Yang Qiang saw the direction the stick was coming in the air flashed, and immediately moved the opponent's arm, and continued to slide down for a while. After the circle, there was a stutter, and the police baton was thrown out, and the arm that was broken from the shoulder reverberated strangely out of control, like a clock hand being turned around.Yang Qiang raised his palm and quickly slashed the aorta of the opponent's neck that had leaked from the fall. The opponent collapsed to the ground before he could fully shout "Oops".A little further away, the two police officers in the second car got out of the car and looked at the beeping, beeping, and falling public security officers all over the place.

The two young police officers who replaced their father at work immediately rushed over with their gun holsters on their waists. These two young reckless men thought that the closer they got to the police, the more sure they would be when they shot, but they didn't realize that Having lost the advantage of his own weapon, Yang Qiang kept his eyes on the movements of the two hands with holsters on their waists, picked up the baton and threw it at the one behind him, because he was shaking with his big cap due to the sudden running, so he could only use his right hand. Holding the holster with his left hand, he had to hold on to the cap that was about to fall off. When he saw a weapon coming, he instinctively blocked it with his most powerful right hand, thus delaying the time for him to use the weapon.This is Yang Qiang's strategy to deal with the danger in front of him by attacking the distant one first and then attacking the danger in front of him with all his strength.

Yang Qiang rolled forward one after another, and arrived in front of the public security officer who was running in front, just as the other party's gun was pulled out from his waist, and his left hand was about to help open the insurance. It fell off in his hand, then he stood up, grabbed the handle of the gun barrel and slammed it straight at the policeman who bowed his head. The agile young man exerted his abdominal muscles to control the center of gravity of the falling body, and quickly dodged his head. ,, hooked by the left leg swept out by Yang Qiang, he staggered and still couldn't avoid the handle of the gun protruding from the gun body, and suddenly opened a hole in the ear, and then the inertia of dodging and the spray of blood The fog flew out.While the two were fighting, the policeman on one side, who was locked first, stepped and followed Yang Qiang, who was rolling, took the opportunity to raise his handcuffed arm from behind, strangled Yang Qiang's neck, and Yang Qiang returned his hands. Holding the seized gun, he was turning the gun to point it at the two people near the car, the older policeman who had just got out of the car, and the young policeman who fell while avoiding the baton.At this time, he was suddenly attacked from behind without even stopping. As soon as his body moved, a toe popped out of his shoulder, and with a bang, it hit the eyes of the policeman behind him. As if breaking away from his own body, he kicked back straight, blood splashed on his back immediately, "Oh!" Then Yang Qiang squatted, elbowed back and hit the opponent's waist forcefully, and grabbed the arm clasped around the neck with his left hand. Bending forward and throwing his back, with a bang, he knocked his opponent into the air, knocked him unconscious, and hit the policeman who was covering his ears in front of him and remained motionless.Yang Qiang's idle right hand bumped against the side of his squatting knee, and swiped his palm forward. With his thumb pointing down, he opened the double safety switch on the bolt and the side of the gun body, followed by another thunderbolt. Unable to hide his ears, he rolled forward and reached the two policemen who were thrown out and smashed together. After finding cover, he held the gun with both hands in a standard semi-squatting position and continued to point at the remaining two police officers, one old and one young, at the far end.

At this time, the little policeman in the distance had already straightened his hat and got up. He was stunned by the scene of his companion who was staggering and struggling. He came by himself, and only then did he realize that he was trembling. He was tremblingly opening the safety insurance and wanted to shoot, only to hear the old policeman shout from behind: "Don't shoot! Ronaldinho, put down the gun", the little policeman Luo would I was still wondering, if Cao Kunlun, the captain of the criminal police who was transferred from the army, was not familiar with the local police terminology and made a mistake, he should let the other party put down their weapons.So I kept moving my hands, and seeing that the green ball had finished moving, it squatted halfway ten steps away from me, the black muzzle of the gun was attached to Yang Qiang's half-raised straight arms and head. A line of standard gun posture has opened towards his forehead.Luo Hui took great difficulty to open the safety, and instinctively raised the gun. In an instant, he only felt his arm bone tremble, and his whole arm went numb to his waist. As the pain in his fingers reached his head, the blood mist splashed in front of his eyes sprayed him all over. Face, 'bang' turned out to be Yang Qiang who fired the gun, hitting Luohui's right finger and the gun body that was holding the gun on the trigger, and saw □□ jumped in the air and flew to the On the road in front of the crowd of onlookers, Luo Huiyong fell to the ground suddenly, hugging his right arm, bleeding from his fingers, sweating from the pain, gritting his teeth and knelt down on the ground in pain and powerlessness.

The criminal police captain Cao Kunlun who got out of the car last was the platoon leader of the "Red Wolf" brigade of the special forces who was injured in the Vietnam War. He just transferred to the criminal police team of the local public security bureau at the beginning of the year. For other police officers, his right hand is always in his trouser pocket, and the brown gun stock is also pinned to his left waist. A lot of team members of the Urban Construction Bureau performing tasks were disabled.After arriving at the scene, with the vigilance cultivated by soldiers, Captain Cao immediately