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Chapter 483: Brother, Im dependent on you

Zhang Biao swallowed a saliva, and Wan Yang was also sweating coldly, "Uh, boss, maybe it's not TNT, maybe it's just black gunpowder, otherwise why did the driver run so far when he called just now?" The TNT explosive is very stable, and it can only be detonated with detonators. With pure transportation, the static electricity caused by calling will not cause harm.
And it is too unreasonable to get hundreds of kilograms of TNT here.
"What you said makes sense, but what is the difference between a few hundred kilograms of black gunpowder and a few hundred kilograms of TNT? How can we blow us up to the sky?" Wan Yang was controlling the drone while on the side. Are these people so generous now?
Xu Chuan grabbed his hair. He remembered that the power of 1 ton of black gunpowder was equivalent to 0.19 tons of TNT. However, in order to increase the power, they may also add some strong explosives, which is not accurate. But no matter what, if an armored vehicle weighing more than ten tons can be overturned, it will at least have the power of an aviation bomb. Anyway, he will never stand within two hundred meters.
What should I do? Go back and kill the person on the garbage truck? What if there is explosives on that car? If there is another desperate who is ready to sacrifice his life at any time, the consequences are simply unimaginable.
Xu Chuan closed his eyes and thought, first, he couldn't let this thing explode, second, he made these scum who liked to set off fireworks.
"By the way, it's going to explode, how do they explode, fuse or electricity?" The only car parked there on the drone's screen, and the driver had already run away.
"It seems that no, that is timed or remote control, no, it can only be remote control." The expert team's time is difficult to grasp, and even if they have internal support, it is impossible to accurately control it.
This thing is easy to make. The easiest thing is to remove the speaker or vibration motor of the phone, then connect the positive and negative poles to the detonator. If necessary, send a text message to the phone. The wires are powered on to detonate the detonator. However, this method has a disadvantage, that is, if you receive spam text messages during production, you will win the jackpot.
Therefore, it is generally necessary to set a whitelist, or write a mini program to receive a specific text message before it explodes.
Xu Chuan was searching in his bag, "I'm so lucky." He was holding a signal jammer, which was coming out of that small warehouse before.
"I hope it works, but the working distance is only 20 meters." This kind of civilian equipment has little power, and its scope is just a room.
Then there is a problem now. Whoever drives the car over? This kind of equipment needs to be powered on and can only be placed in the car.
Xu Chuan patted Zhang Biao on the shoulder, "Brother, I depend on you, Wan Yang needs to control the drone, so I can't die, no, go and take risks, right?"
Zhang Biao was in tears, but he could only park his car on the side of the road. Xu Chuan threw down the equipment of the three people and quickly ran into the green belt next to the road. Wanyang retreated to the piers of the viaduct, hid in the grass and continued to control the flight direction of the drone.
Zhang Biao gritted his teeth and kicked the accelerator out. This guy was also a cruel person. He was worried that the parameters of civilian equipment would be moisture, so he parked the van directly behind the car, less than two meters apart.
He powered the jammer, but he didn't turn off the engine. He got out of the car and locked the car. Now he would never be able to open the door unless he smashed the glass.
This guy slowly walked towards the roadside in cold sweat, praying in his heart that the things made by these bastards were of good quality.
"Boss, the equipment is on." He walked to the dark and said on the walkie-talkie.
"Be careful, the garbage truck is almost here." Xu Chuan put on a tactical vest, adjusted the night vision device on his helmet, and held a G3A4 in his hand.
Unlike what he thought, the car did not get too close, but stopped almost three hundred meters away. The tarp behind had been lifted, and six hot spots were avoided inside.
The police convoy has already set off on the road and can reach its current location in a few minutes at most. Whether Xu Chuan's plan works is really based on luck.
"No matter who is in the car, please pray for them." According to what Luo Jialing said, there are several serious prisoners disguised as an expert group. If they can survive this time, they can be considered a major meritorious service.
The people in the garbage truck seemed to have also discovered the van parked there. The person in the co-pilot had a dispute with the driver, maybe because of whether to go over and take a look.
However, reality has made a choice for them, and the explosion-proof vehicle of the airport special police team is almost here.
"Boss." Zhang Biao also put on a tactical vest and was lying about 100 meters to Xu Chuan's left with an MK48.
Wan Yang has set the drone to automatic mode and is lying further backward with the SRS-308 in his arms.
"If it explodes, we will just withdraw." Xu Chuan said on the walkie-talkie.
"I understand." If the other party's plan is successful and the possibility of staying is not high, then there is nothing to say. In order to avoid conflict with the SDU that arrived later, I can only retreat as soon as possible.
Not far away, the police vehicle was approaching at high speed with lights flashing, and the people in the garbage truck were ready. As for the car that was parked there for no reason, just think he was unlucky.
The person on the co-pilot has edited the text message on his mobile phone. Just press and send it to directly detonate the explosives in that car.
"Send", the first car has passed, the goal is to be in the third car's position, and they must consider the delay time of the one or two seconds of the message being sent, so the text message has been sent after the first car has passed.
The second car passed without any reaction, "What's going on?" The driver in the cab stared at the person holding the phone with wide eyes.
The man was also unknown, so he pressed the sending again, but there was still no movement. The expert group's car had already driven over, "It's really a hell." The driver angrily slapped the steering wheel, and then shouted at the driver viciously, "What the hell is going on? You said it's okay."
After a while, the convoy had passed. Xu Chuan sighed relievedly. The rest was simple and he could enter the most familiar mode and keep all these people.
"Prepare to open fire", Xu Chuan's sight had been placed on the driver's head. The distance of these hundreds of meters did not exceed the limit of his shooting skills. At this time, they would definitely not be able to run away.
But things were beyond his expectations. The man started the garbage truck and drove towards the Toyota.
Xu Chuan was stunned for a moment. There was also this good thing. He opened the security of the G3A4 and pointed the gun at the ground.
"Take them a ride with tracer bullets." A truck of gunpowder should be used as a fireworks, and the provincial police will deal with it.
Chapter completed!
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