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46. roar of the tiger

At around nine p.m., Hazri drove from the Yellow Hotel to Sapri's place. Choose a bit overnight so that when it reaches Jogja the traffic has melted. There are no obstacles along the way. Hazri accidentally parked her car away from Sapri's base. From there he took a taxi to his men's base.

Hazri replies to the greeting of Sapri's men who saw his arrival. It appears that they are on alert, there is no alcohol that is usually as ferocious as in this place. Some people blatantly pull a machete or tuck it in the waist. Sapri, who heard the greeting of his men to Hazri, came out of the house to greet the chairman.

“Only, Bang?”

“Iya.”

Sapri told a man to get a four-bottle cold soft drink. Then they went into the house. Hazri was sitting on a bamboo wooden chair that she used to sit on when she was there. He pulled the gun from his waist and placed it on the table. The gun Hazri carried was not a Desert Eagle but an FN 45, so as not to charge the bullet back and forth if it was being used. Her Desert Eagle was kept in the car.

“Where are your men? Ready?” tanya Hazri opened the chat.

“Each all, Bang.” replied Sapri.

Drink's arrived. Sapri opens one for Hazri and another for her. Hazri gulped the drink down to half a bottle, before starting to talk again. “My feelings are not good right, Pri..”.

Sapri. “Just as we fight, Bang.”

“How many of your men are now here?”

“Around forty. Fifteen at the base, the rest spread around here. The others, more fibers, I told them to disappear temporarily. Just stay crazy here.”

“Indeed how many of your men?”

“A hundred fifties. If calculated with the old-fashioned, two hundred there is.”

Hazri. “See that there's a Moult in front?”

“Which Gundul, Bang?”

“That's, the new kid you used to beat up with Sodik.”

“Oo..si Najib. Yes, he makes it stay here.”

“What belongs to the group of endowments that child?”

Sapri laughs. “N't want to go. Want to join the war he said.”

“Wah, damaged his nerves near you, Pri...,” Hazri also laughed. “Try calling him here, I want to know if he's really crazy.”

Sapri called Najib, laughing. Najib in.

“Iya, Bang, what's up?” greet Najib to Hazri.

“Jib, are you on time at Orange Campus?” ask Hazri.

“Cute, Bang.”

Hazri. “Well, now you know what this is?”

“Know, Bang. Bang Sapri said we want war with the police.”

Hazri was grimacing, Sapri laughing loudly.

“No fear of dying you?” ask Hazri again.

Najib shakes. “From first I wanted to die, Bang.”

“Wah, right, Pri. Polluted...,” Hazri grimaces.

Sapri. Najib grinned the horse.

“Father dead, mad mother.”

Hazri. “Have, Jib, Be careful.”.

Najib stepped out, nodding to Hazri and Sapri.

“His father died in custody, reportedly beaten by police. His mother is still living in the Beringharjo market area. I'm old..,” Sapri explained.

Hazri sighed hearing this testimony. He gulped down his drink which had begun to fade the cold.

The conversation continued, lightly. Sapri has more humor than usual tonight. So exuberant.

“There is an artist's child told his school teacher to make up stories about poor people in front of the class.” Sapri humored again. “Then she told me. There were poor families in the past. Her father is poor, her mother is poor, her maid is poor, her driver is poor, her gardener is poor, her baby sister is also poor.

“Hahaha..,” Hazri ngakak. “Damn it poor family.”

Sapri also laughed.

For the next thirty minutes everything was fine, but suddenly Hazri gasped. ‘Rogo Swara’ beats hinting at threats. Hazri got up from the chair and grabbed her gun. Sapri.

“Pri, prepare...,” said seriously.

Sapri. He immediately informed his men who were there and contacted those who spread using HT. Then, go back inside the house.

“They're coming, Bang?”

Hazri she's been concentrating for a while. “Iya, getting closer. Pri, careful..”.

Sapri nodded steadily. They are also prepared. One minute, two minutes, four minutes, eight minutes.

“Hazri Tiger! We're cops! Come out and surrender! We have surrounded this place!” the sound of the call through the megaphone broke the silence. “In the third hour, otherwise we will enter by force!” the megaphone was echoing again.

“Campret!” sapri said in reply. “Cuah..,” she spit. “Seranggggg!”

Dor's! Sapri opened fire. The police were shocked to get a sudden shot and immediately responded without warning shots. So even a shootout is inevitable. The sound of bullets hitting each other, as if fighting for the lives available on the field of action.

Almost half of Sapri's men who were fighting had firearms. Assortment, there are organic pistols, homemade pistols, hunting rifles, some even hold M16. And, who only capitalized on a machete or other sharp objects are not less crazy, they are desperate to come forward. Although most were shot, some even managed to ambush the police and force him to struggle. A manly fight, one on one armed.

Hazri, Sapri, and the Copens continued to fight. Victims from both sides are falling. Seeing the persistence of his opponent, the policemen were overwhelmed. They did not expect to get that fierce fight. Finally, their commander called for reinforcements in the midst of the battle.

Not long after arriving there two police trucks, some of them members of the Brimob special unit. Hazri is upset to see ‘ cheats’ from the police. The three Brimob members charged forward step by step towards them. He called ‘Rogo Kumitir’. because since ‘Cakra Buana’ has been installed with full power, then ‘Rogo Kumitir’ immediately activated in just seconds. Hazri's hands also turned red. At the right moment he rose from his hiding and directly struck the lightning blow towards the intruders. “Hiaa...!” Red streak snatched...Bledars...! The three members of the police special unit there bounced backwards. With the things that are used as their shelter. All were amazed, not least Hazri's own men.

Sapri surged to his feet, intent glad he saw that. But, Clep! A bullet went through his left chest. He's slumped backwards. Killed instantly with wide eyes. Hazri looked over, not yet aware of what was happening...Dep's!... One bullet hit his left chest. He lay down, but soon got up again. The bullet failed to fulfill its task. The policemen there and his own men who saw it were gobsmacked. Hazri Tiger is bulletproof!

Hazri crawled closer to Sapri, then roared loudly after finding his best friend and one of his mainstay men had died. He stood up, his reddened hand holding two pistols. Sapri's is one of them. His eyes were fixed on every member of the police who was still amazed by Hazri's immunity. Dep's! Dep's! Dep's! Three bullets hit Hazri's body, but she stood up, only slightly shaken. He's been flanked, not fallen now. Dep's! Dep's! Two bullets came back from Hazri's body.

Hazri roars loudly, then shoots at the police while shouting to escape to his men. That streak of gunfire gave his remaining men a loophole to escape. I don't know how many more police bullets hit Hazri's body, he just stood up and shot. Until the bullets in the two guns ran out.

“Hiaaa..!” A red streak of glare grazed towards the police defense...Bledaar... Those there were scattered hit ‘Rogo Kumitir’ powered in full. Dust billowed, objects scattered, the body of the state apparatus was scattered. Then, using ‘Bedhes Ngawang’ review, Hazri darted away. That's fast. Vanished in the darkness of the night, leaving the screams of the police and the buzz due to the strange events they had just seen....

Secuil Coffee

The Republic of Indonesia Police Car Brigade Corps or often abbreviated as Police Brimob Corps is a special operations unit that is paramilitary owned by the Police. Brimob Corps is also known as one of the oldest units in the organization of the Police. Some of its main tasks are handling domestic terrorism, handling riots, high-risk law enforcement, search and rescue (SAR), hostage rescue, and bomb disposal (EOD). The Car Brigade Corps was also a major component of the Police trained to carry out anti-separatist and anti-insurgency tasks, often in conjunction with military operations. The Brimob Corps is classified as a "Police Tactical Unit" (Police Tactical Unit - PTU) and is operationally a police force of Special Weapons and Tactics (SWAT) (including Densus 88 and Gegana Brimob).

Brimob Corps consists of 2 (two) branches, namely Gegana and Pioneer. Gegana is tasked with carrying out more specific special police operations tasks such as: Bomb Taming (Bomb Disposal), KBR Handling (Chemical, Biological, and Radioactive), Anti-Terrorism (Counter Terrorism), and Intelligence. Meanwhile, the Pioneer is tasked with carrying out the tasks of special police operations that are broader and paramilitary such as: Riot/Huru-Hara (Riot control), Search and Rescue (SAR), Security of vital installations, etc, guerrilla operations and limited forest fighting.

In general, these two branches both have tactical abilities as special police units, including; ability in the tasks of hostage release in urban areas (urban setting), including, Raids on armed criminals such as terrorists or separatists, and other operations that support the performance of public police units. Each Indonesian Police has its own Brimob unit.