Chapter 1027 New Year’s Snowy Night (7)
Ronick glanced at Jack with confusion, who seemed to be meditating with his eyes closed, but saw him quickly open his eyes, pull out both guns in his hands, and squat down A fish jumped into the snow.
After landing, Jack put his right elbow on the ground and rolled to relieve his strength. After standing up, he jumped forward several meters and leaned sideways on the left side of the front of the bus. The whole set of movements was smooth and clean. .
Ronick finished watching this "performance" with his mouth half open, swallowed subconsciously, mustered up the courage to run two steps inside the door, and jumped from the steps like a vicious dog pouncing on food. Down.
Seeing this guy sliding half a meter out of the snow with his elbows on the ground, and finally rushing to his side while rolling and crawling, Jack could only sigh inconspicuously.
Outside the back door is a large open space surrounded by barbed wire, which is used as a parking lot for the police station. Unlike the front door, where there are buildings across the road, it is surrounded by open space, and the nearest commanding height is five to six hundred meters. Outside.
With all the looking around he had done, Jack had already used the process of elimination to determine almost exactly where the sniper might be.
If he guessed correctly, the car on the left side of the bus, outside the cut-off barbed wire fence in the parking lot, which was almost covered with snow but kept steaming from the rear, was the target. The other party should I just kept hiding in there and didn't move.
To be fair, it was not a very good sniper spot. Although the distance was only a hundred meters, the shooting angle was very small. Most of the view towards the back door of the police station was blocked by the huge body of the bus.
Before, the black state trooper was eager to avenge his partner and chased him all the way. He was shot down when he left the cover of the front of the bus.
When Jack was covering Roenick to save people, he also fired randomly in this direction.
It stands to reason that after the location is exposed, the other party should change places anyway, but thanks to the snowstorm that has lasted since the evening, the outdoor temperature at midnight has dropped to nearly minus 20 degrees.
If the opponent is an elite special forces soldier, relying on the bonus of advanced equipment to lie down in the ice and snow for an hour, it is impossible to say, but this possibility is almost zero.
Besides, the other party’s purpose should be to prevent someone from escaping through the back door of the police station. Hiding in a heated car is the best option.
Close to the front of the car, Jack lowered his body and quickly made a tactical probe. He glanced in the direction of the car, but his face was covered with snowflakes in the cold wind, which seemed to be blurred through the cracks in the car window. A gun barrel was seen.
The other party was very patient and did not be fooled by his fake move and fired at will. Jack did not dare to test more. He poked Roenick next to him with his arm, indicating that he could get on the bus through the right door.
The sergeant nodded, walked around from the front to the right side of the bus, and opened the door fiercely. Just as he put one foot on the pedal and was about to push hard with his back foot to get on the bus,
A guy wearing a white ski hat, who was tinkering with something in the driver's seat with his head lowered, also looked up at him in shock.
"Damn!" Ronick was about to raise his gun, but he didn't expect the guy in the driver's seat to react faster than him. He reached out and pulled the joystick, and the door closed again, clamping half of his body tightly.
When Jack heard the noise and walked around from the front to the right side of the bus, the two people were already wrestling on the ground.
Roenick's pistol fell to the ground, and the opponent obviously didn't have time to draw it. The two were hugging each other, picking their eyes and hair, and then throwing bastard punches at each other.
"Bang!" Jack shot the white ski cap into a red and white ski cap. Ronick, who was pinned down, was frightened for a moment, because the pistol's armor-piercing ammunition belt remained unabated. Wiping his ears with blood, he burrowed under the snow.
"Get in the car!" Jack shouted, inserted the FN57 back into his waist, freed his hand to lift the body from his body and threw it behind him, then picked up the pistol on the ground and put it into Roenick's hand.
Ronick suddenly woke up from a dream, climbed up from the ground and got into the car again, but soon he got out of the car again and cursed. "That bastard destroyed the radio and the wiring in the car." Before he could finish his words, a bullet shot out and caused a spark in the car door.
Jack pulled him back to the front of the bus and cursed secretly in his mind. The sniper who had been hiding in the car in the distance had obviously found out that something was wrong here and got out of the car. He was now aiming at the right side of the bus.
"Put the body on your back and I'll cover you." Jack pulled the body from the ground and put it on Ronick's back, and pulled out the FN57 from his waist again.
Ronick didn't care to ask why he brought the body with him. He bent down and rushed toward the back door. Jack followed behind him and opened fire with both guns in his hands, hitting the man in the distance who was shooting from a crouching position. Little bits of white smoke kept rising around the sniper.
The sniper was so frightened that he immediately lay down on the spot, and was unable to fire a second shot until the two figures disappeared through the door.
Jack clicked his tongue regretfully, closed the iron door with his heel, dragged the chair next to him and pressed it against the door handle again.
If he was carrying that FK7.5, he might actually be able to catch a shot at this distance, and then he could take the risk and rush over to touch the corpse.
Because this police station was to be relocated, the gun room was emptied out in advance. Except for a shotgun brought by two state policemen, there was not even a serious long gun.
If we could get that sniper's weapon, none of the guys who ruined his New Year's Eve barbecue party would be able to escape today.
The temporary detention area, which was always noisy because of the prisoners, was extremely quiet at the moment. All the prisoners, including the gang boss Bishop, stared at the two murderous men with slightly dull eyes. The Tengteng guy dragged a corpse with its brains exploded all the way through the corridor.
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"No documents, a Glock 17 with the gun number wiped off, and a silencer. This guy should be one of the two people who sneaked in before."
Jack said and tore open the body. Jacket, following a hole in the jacket, unsurprisingly found a corresponding hole in the bulletproof vest inside.
He took out the deformed bullet he had picked up earlier from his pocket and placed it on the table. Obviously, the black state trooper Jeffrey, who was still sleeping on the sofa at the moment, was not talking nonsense during the operation. , he did shoot the opponent.
Unfortunately, the opponent's equipment was too good. Not only did he have a bulletproof vest, but he also had bulletproof plates on the front and back. This was considered fully armed for a gangster gunman.
“These bastards have better equipment than us, damn it.” Alice complained.
Although Alex, the psychiatrist standing next to her, claimed to have been on the front line, she behaved like an ordinary person when faced with the corpse in front of her. She was covering her mouth and trying to restrain her urge to vomit.
"No, he is not a gang member. His name is Danny Barbero. He is a policeman. I know this guy." Ronick said in shock, while the old police officer Jasper looked horrified. , I was stunned on the spot and didn’t know what I was thinking.
On the contrary, John seemed relatively calm. After all, he had seen some of the "big world" and even had the leisure to use his imagination.
"A rogue police officer? This Bishop is so powerful that he can allow a rogue police officer to risk his life and storm the police station to rescue him, so he must have a lot of things under his control.< br>
You DHD were a little careless. You didn’t use special police to escort him, but put him in the same bus with other prisoners. ”
(End of this chapter)