Bomb Disposal

This must be the legendary "sound localization," right?

Han Fei and Li Chen stared in stunned disbelief at Xu Mo beside them.

No one could have anticipated that Xu Mo would be able to locate the hidden timed bombs in the vehicle by simply listening. Initially, they thought it would take a long time to find the bombs.

Even when they arrived, they immediately evacuated the staff in the area, ensuring everyone retreated beyond the safety line to prevent anyone not wearing bomb disposal suits from being injured by the explosion.

To their surprise, as soon as they finished evacuating the staff, Xu Mo "heard" the locations of all the timed bombs... it was unbelievable!

The SWAT officers, clad in bomb disposal suits, followed Xu Mo's instructions and found nearly ten timed bombs hidden under the bus chassis.

After locating these bombs, the first thing the SWAT officers did was check the remaining explosion time.

"The two bombs I found, one has thirty minutes left, and the other has two hours."

"The three I found all have more than fifty minutes left."

"Damn... mine has only fifteen minutes left!"

"The bomb disposal canister is on the truck. What are you afraid of? Fifteen minutes is enough. Just take it out and throw it in the canister."

"The one I found has three hours left... no, wait, that's not three hours. It's three minutes!"

"??? Two minutes and fifty-nine seconds... two minutes and fifty-eight seconds, two minutes and fifty-seven seconds..."

One of the timed bombs was set to explode in less than three minutes, while the bomb disposal canister was still in the truck.

With less than three minutes left, there wasn't enough time to run back to the truck and place the bomb in the canister.

The SWAT officers realized the gravity of the situation.

"With only two minutes left, I'll try to disarm the bomb. You all stay back and evacuate the crowd, then dispose of the other bombs in the canister," the SWAT Team Leader made the decision.

He intended to attempt disarming the timed bomb within the remaining two minutes. There was no open space around, as the area was filled with parked buses, making it impossible to safely discard the bomb.

The bomb disposal canister they brought was still in the truck, and there wasn't enough time to retrieve it, so disarming the bomb was the only option.

"That's not enough time, Team Leader. It's too dangerous. Maybe we should find a place to throw the bomb."

"There's no open space to throw it. We can only disarm it. You all hurry up and leave; don't waste time!" The SWAT Team Leader pushed his colleagues away and then carefully examined the bomb in his hand.

"I'm the team leader. My word is an order. Go!"

The other SWAT officers had no choice but to comply, taking the bombs they had found and leaving the area.

"Back off, everyone! A bomb is about to explode!" The SWAT officers carrying the bombs shouted as they ran away.

"Spread out, everyone, move back!" Han Fei also shouted, turning to run.

The police officers and bus company staff around Han Fei began to retreat.

Only Xu Mo didn't move back. Instead, he ran toward the SWAT Team Leader who was attempting to disarm the bomb.

At this point, there were less than two minutes left before the bomb exploded.

The SWAT Team Leader, responsible for disarming the bomb, was sweating profusely, his lips pale from nervousness, his breathing rapid, and his hands trembling slightly.

In such a critical moment, no one could remain calm.

So far, he hadn't even fully understood the bomb's construction, let alone figured out how to disarm it.

One minute and forty seconds...

One minute and thirty-nine seconds...

One minute and thirty-eight seconds...

At this moment, Han Fei and the others, who had retreated to a safe distance, noticed Xu Mo.

"What's he doing?"

"Xu Mo, you're going the wrong way!" Li Chen was dumbfounded. While everyone was running away, Xu Mo was running toward the bomb!

There was a bomb about to explode there. Did he not want his life anymore!?

"Damn... are you crazy? Come back!" Han Fei shouted, preparing to run over and pull Xu Mo back.

However, before he could move, he was grabbed by the police officers behind him. They had been watching, and now they couldn't just let Han Fei risk his life.

If they hadn't noticed earlier, it was because they were too focused on retreating. Otherwise, they would have stopped Xu Mo from doing something so reckless.

Xu Mo had already reached the SWAT Team Leader's side. He wasn't running over to be reckless or cause trouble.

The system had just rewarded Xu Mo with the "Bomb Disposal Expert" talent, and he was there to help disarm the bomb. He was confident he could do it.

After carefully observing the bomb in the SWAT Team Leader's hand, Xu Mo already knew how to disarm it.

"Cut the blue and yellow wires together."

"Cut both at the same time? That doesn't seem right..." The SWAT Team Leader muttered instinctively, then suddenly looked up. "What are you doing here? Get out of here! It's dangerous!"

The SWAT Team Leader was wearing a bomb disposal suit, so even if the bomb exploded, the suit would protect him, though he might suffer some internal injuries from the blast.

But Xu Mo wasn't wearing a bomb disposal suit. He was directly exposed to the bomb. At this distance, if the bomb exploded, it could instantly take Xu Mo's life.

This delay left only thirty seconds before the bomb exploded.

Each tick of the bomb's countdown felt like the Grim Reaper knocking on the door.

"You're not wearing a bomb disposal suit. Get out of here!" The SWAT Team Leader pushed Xu Mo away.

"Cut both wires together. There's no time. Take a gamble." Xu Mo said, then turned and ran away.

After running a distance, the SWAT Team Leader frowned and looked at the bomb in his hand, still hesitating.

"Cut both wires together... will that work?"

As he hesitated, the bomb's countdown reached the final twelve seconds.

Eleven...

Ten...

Nine...

Seeing the countdown drop to single digits, there was no time to hesitate. If he cut the wrong wire, the bomb would explode immediately. But if he didn't cut it, the bomb would still explode in a few seconds. Either way, the result was the same—an explosion.

Realizing this, the SWAT Team Leader gritted his teeth and decided to follow Xu Mo's advice, cutting both the blue and yellow wires together.

He took out the scissors, placed the blue and yellow wires together, and with a swift "snip," he cut them, closing his eyes and leaving his fate to chance!

One second, two seconds, three seconds passed, and the expected explosion didn't happen.

Opening his eyes, he saw that the countdown on the bomb had stopped. The crisis was averted.

"Whew..." The SWAT Team Leader let out a deep breath, then held up the bomb and waved it at the distant crowd, signaling that the danger was over.

He never expected Xu Mo's judgment to be correct.

The SWAT Team Leader turned his head and looked at Xu Mo in the distance. He was now deeply intrigued by this young man...

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