The stubbly bandit noticed something amiss and immediately moved toward Gao Bo, the muzzle of his Type 79 submachine gun aimed at Gao Bo's head.
A few special police officers around gulped nervously.
Apart from those who participated in the Xiangzhou exchange conference last time, other SWAT members rarely had the chance to participate in major criminal arrest operations. Even if there was a chance to participate, it was basically relying on a sufficient police force to suppress and subdue the criminals.
Situations like the one in front of them were rare;
No, to be precise, there was no opportunity to encounter it at all.
But Gu Ji was different. After personally experiencing crises like airport checkpoints and air disaster checkpoints, when encountering similar incidents again, even if not completely familiar, he would at least remain calm.
"I seem to have altitude sickness, my head is really dizzy..."
