Chapter 458: Attacked on a rainy night
“We’re here.” Jack slowed down the car and looked out the window. Through the thin rain curtain, he could barely make out the house number under the dim street lights.
“Are you sure this is here?” Emily looked at the two white marble columns facing the street, a little confused. The house looked quite grand, but it was pitch dark inside, and the porch lights were not on. It looked like someone was at home.
"What a coincidence?" Jack was a little depressed. The two of them were chatting on the way, and neither of them thought of calling to confirm first, but no one happened to be home?
“Let’s go down and take a look.” Emily sighed and loosened her seat belt.
Jack had opened the car door and was about to get out of the car when he suddenly felt a heart palpitating for no reason. As soon as he raised his head, he saw the door of the house being opened violently and a white mask suddenly appeared from the darkness.
"Emily get down!" Jack yelled, retracting his left leg that could reach out of the car door like an electric shock.
Before his warning sounded, the sound of "burst! Burst! Burst!" gunshots rang out, and bullets hit the cab door and windows like raindrops.
“Dang! Dang! Dang!”
“Puff! Puff! Puff!”
The car door equipped with bulletproof steel plates splashed with sparks, and the bulletproof glass successfully blocked the incoming warheads. Although it cracked into frightening spider webs, it was never penetrated.
Emily also reacted quickly, perhaps because she had rehearsed various attack scenarios in her mind countless times during this period.
The moment the gunshot rang out, she reclined the seat and climbed into the back seat to make room for the passenger. Then she opened the gun box that had been placed on the back seat and took out the gun box. A Noveske N4, inserted the magazine and handed it to Jack.
At the same time, Jack had turned over from the driver's seat to the passenger seat, and the gunfire outside became more and more intensive. From the beginning, one AR-type assault rifle fired to 4, and then to 6 Bundle.
The gunshots continued, and six suspects wearing white masks stood at the gate, throwing bullets at Jack's "Mammoth" unscrupulously.
"Get out of the car!" Jack yelled. At the same time, he opened the passenger door and rolled out of the car. He then stood up and leaned his back on the front wheel. For a moment, he only heard the bullets whizzing by above his head, the sound of gunshots and bullets. The banging sound on the car body was deafening.
Emily also held another Noveske N4, climbed out of the car through the rear door, and squatted next to Jack. The front and rear doors of the "Mammoth" had been bulletproofed, but the chassis was too high, so only the wheels could be used. Only by taking cover can you ensure that you are not hit by stray bullets that bounce off the road.
Jack has never been one to just take a beating without fighting back. Listening to the car body being ravaged by bullets and the sound of tires sizzling and leaking air, his heart was bleeding and his anger was rising. This was less than 3,000 kilometers away. Kilometers of new car.
The gunfire continues, but the direction of the gunfire is changing. It is obvious that someone wants to go around to the side. They can't wait any longer. The opponent's firepower continues. They are either veterans or equipped with large-capacity ammunition. Drums, or both.
Jack took a shock bomb from Emily's hand, the two exchanged a look, pulled the tab at the same time, threw it across the street, then closed his eyes and blocked his ears.
"Bang! Bang!"
A huge sound and dazzling flash exploded, and the gunfire suddenly stopped. The distance was too close. Even with her back to the explosion point and her ears blocked, Emily felt like Hit with a heavy hammer.
Jack didn't seem to notice it. Almost the second after the explosion sounded, he had already half squatted and placed the Noveske N4 in his hand on the hood of the "Mammoth".
“Ta-ta-ta-ta!”
“Ta-ta-ta-ta!”
Two consecutive short bursts of fire knocked down the two gunmen who had moved to the center of the street but were dizzy when they tried to get in the face.
"Thud, tug, tug!"
"Thud, tug!"
The gunfire of the AR assault rifle rang out again, forcing Jack back to his original position. The opponent was also very experienced. Two of the remaining four were still unsteady on their feet, but the other two endured the dizziness and bent down to find cover while repeatedly pulling the triggers on Jack.
However, at this moment, a tongue of fire spit out from under the tall chassis of the "Mammoth". Regardless of possible stray bullets, Emily lay directly on the ground and emptied a magazine from the bottom of the car directly towards the other side of the street.
But screams sounded from the opposite side, and then someone shouted, "Move! Move!"
"Reload!" After finishing 20 magazines, Emily rolled over and hid back Go behind the front wheel, take out a magazine and replace it.
Almost at the same time, a sharp sound of burning tires came from the street corner, and a box truck appeared at the intersection dozens of meters away.
Jack appeared again, but he was already in the direction of the front of the "Mammoth". He stayed close to the headlights, fired in a standard kneeling position, and pulled the trigger repeatedly.
Emily's shot from under the car just now hit a gunman in the calf. The man fell to the ground and wailed, while one of his companions held a gun in one hand and stretched out the other hand to drag him away, but Both were hit by Jack who suddenly appeared again.
"Ammunition!" Jack yelled and emptied the remaining bullets in the magazine. The rainwater fell on the barrel, making a sizzling sound and turning into wisps of steam.
When he retracted again, only the last two people were left on the opposite side.
But the firepower from the opposite side was still very fierce. The remaining two gunmen did not run away in panic. Instead, they used very standard tactical actions, alternately covering and retreating.
Jack took the magazine thrown by Emily and loaded it again, but he did not dare to show his head casually. His shooting angle was completely blocked.
There were two cars parked across the street. From the beginning of the gunfight, the siren sound of "wow, wah, wah, wah," never stopped. The two gunmen used the cover of these two cars to shoot in the direction of the responding vehicle. Withdraw.
"Lauren Reynolds! We will meet again soon!" Suddenly there was an angry roar from across the street.
Jack tried to risk his head again, but was shot back by precise bursts. Seeing that the other party was getting closer and closer to the corresponding vehicle, Emily couldn't hold back anymore.
“Don’t be impulsive!” Jack grabbed Emily who wanted to chase her out and dragged her back forcefully.
The incident happened suddenly. The two of them were only wearing soft body armor. Without additional ceramic inserts, they could not stop the 5.56mm bullets from the AR automatic rifle.
The remaining two gunslingers were good at shooting and cooperated tacitly. In this misty weather, unless there was an airdrop for him to pick up a Barrett, there was nothing Jack could do against them.
The six AR-15s are all equipped with 50-round large-capacity drum magazines. They were able to survive this wave of bullets and successfully kill four people, which was all thanks to the opponent's underestimation of the enemy.
No one would have thought that Jack's big pickup truck was a strictly modified bulletproof vehicle. If it was the Sabo class that the FBI often runs, Emily couldn't say, but Jack must have been covered in holes and was preparing to stage a resurrection. A miracle.
The scream of "squeak" sounded, accompanied by the sound of sirens in the distance. The tires of the box-type pickup truck rubbed against the slippery road, and a wisp of smoke emitted, disappearing under the curtain of rain. middle.
“Are you okay?”
Seeing that Emily seemed to have been drained of life in an instant, leaning weakly against the body of the "Mammoth" and slumped in a puddle on the side of the road, Jack thought she had been injured in the battle just now, and hurriedly pulled him away. Open her body armor and check her whole body.
Emily's face was expressionless, like an unconscious rag doll, letting Jack play with it. The heavy rain fell, soaking her hair and flowing down her cheeks, making it difficult to tell for a while. Is it rain or tears.
(End of this chapter)