The moment the door lock fell off, the fat man raised his gun without hesitation and pointed it at the empty lock hole.
However, there is someone who moves faster than the fat man.
"Bang!" There was a gunshot, and a scream came from outside the door, as well as the second captain's cry: "Someone is about to be shot, call the first aid."
Fat Man He was stunned and looked at the middle-aged man in surprise.
Yes, the man who just shot the policeman was a middle-aged man!
"From my angle, I could just see the policeman's thigh, so I shot."
The middle-aged man shrugged and explained.
Hearing this, the fat man and the non-mainstream boy looked at each other, but neither one said anything.
Originally, the purpose of shooting through this keyhole was to scare the police who broke in outside the door and delay their breaking in. Unexpectedly, the shot was accidentally shot and actually injured an unlucky guy.
“Well done!”
The non-mainstream boy complimented.
The middle-aged man nodded and said nothing. The muzzle of the gun in his hand was still pointed at the lock hole, waiting for the opportunity to shoot again.
Seeing this scene, the non-mainstream boy thought to himself: "This is a ruthless man!"
The middle-aged man's behavior is far beyond that of ordinary people. The non-mainstream boy feels that he can only It is said that middle-aged men are born bad, cruel and ruthless, and are suitable to be bad people.
Even if ordinary people are controlled by drugs and have been ordinary people for more than ten or even decades, they will instinctively be afraid of the police, let alone shoot the police.
"You can shoot even if you don't have a target!"
"Keep them away with stray bullets!"
After pondering for a moment, the non-mainstream boy said.
As he said that, he took out two magazines and handed them to the middle-aged man, indicating that the middle-aged man could use them freely.
The middle-aged man took the magazine, put it in his pocket, listened carefully, tilted the muzzle of the gun slightly, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang bang bang!"
Three more shots!
"Ah..."
Another scream came from outside the door.
“Captain, I was bitten by a stray bullet!”
Outside the door, a somewhat painful voice came.
Hearing this voice, the non-mainstream teenagers were stunned.
The fat man even yelled: "Damn it, can you hit this?"
The middle-aged man smiled, still did not put down the gun in his hand, and continued to aim at the lock hole. Make a listening posture.
"Treat the wounded quickly, stay away from that damn lock hole, and keep breaking down the door. I'm going to kill the bastard inside."
The angry voice of the second captain floated into the room from the corridor.
The second captain felt that his blood pressure was high.
Just by breaking through a door, two people from his second criminal investigation team were injured.
After a while, I really rushed in. I didn’t know how many people would be killed. The second captain was ready to take the blame and resign.
This was a mistake on his part as the on-site conductor.
It's all his fault for not thinking carefully beforehand and not contacting his brother departments for joint action.
There were chaotic footsteps outside the door. It was obvious that someone rushed up and was about to carry away the two people who had been shot.
Hearing the footsteps, the middle-aged man's expression turned cold.
With a "pop" sound, the magazine in the gun was ejected.
He quickly took out a new magazine from his pocket, stuffed it into the gun, quickly loaded it, raised the gun and fired along the lock hole.
The more people there are outside, the greater the chance that Blind Cat will encounter a dead rat. He will take this opportunity to reduce the number of people in the Second Criminal Investigation Team.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
The middle-aged man emptied the magazine directly.
Imitate 54 eight bullets, shoot them all instantly.
It must be said that the middle-aged man's marksmanship is indeed very good. If he fires continuously, the bullet trajectory is likely to deviate under the action of recoil.
But the middle-aged man regarded the recoil as nothing.
All eight bullets passed through the small lock hole.
The non-mainstream young man and the fat man were dumbfounded by his ability to suppress a gun.
What’s even more bizarre is that the middle-aged man actually wounded two more people with these eight shots.
Although non-mainstream teenagers and fat people don’t want to believe that such a bizarre thing can happen.
But...
The two screams outside the door cannot be faked.
The middle-aged man was really hit by a stray bullet! "Hurry and save people!"
"Get up with the riot shield!"
"Asshole!"
Outside the door, there was a scene of tragedy.
The non-mainstream young man and the fat man felt secretly happy when they heard it.
The middle-aged man smiled proudly, ejected the empty magazine, took a new one, loaded it into the gun, loaded it and fired again.
“Bang bang bang!”
This time, the middle-aged man only fired three shots.
I heard a shout of surprise coming from outside the door:
"Anti-explosion shields are useful, stray bullets cannot penetrate them."
"Save people quickly!"
Hearing this voice, the non-mainstream boy and the fat man stopped laughing.
Although the middle-aged man reduced the number of policemen outside the door to four, he still succeeded in getting them to find a way to restrain stray bullets.
Their plan to prevent the police from breaking down the door failed.
The middle-aged man was not too surprised.
He had just heard the call outside the door to use riot shields, and he had already thought about it.
That’s why the middle-aged man only fired three shots.
These three shots are used to cast stones to ask for directions.
The middle-aged man stopped shooting until the stray bullets were useless.
They don’t have that many bullets.
No need to waste bullets anymore.
The non-mainstream boy glanced at the middle-aged man and saw that he was putting two half-empty bullets into one magazine, and said to the fat man:
"Fat man, give him two of your magazines."
Hearing this, the fat man looked at the middle-aged man.
The fat man was reluctant to ask him to hand over two magazines, but when he thought of the middle-aged man's shooting skills, the fat man still compromised. He muttered, took out two magazines from his pocket, and threw them to middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man caught the magazine and put it in his pocket.
Say to the fat man: "Fat brother, thank you!"
"No need!"
"Make a few more notes for me later!"
The fat man waved his hand and replied.
The fat man admitted that his casual shooting skills were really not as accurate as those of middle-aged men.
“No problem!”
The middle-aged man responded.
Listening outside the door, the Second Criminal Investigation Team organized another attack, preparing to rely on the cover of riot shields to break open the security door with a hammer.
Hearing that the Second Criminal Investigation Team had begun taking action, the non-mainstream boy stood up and closed the solid wood door.
“Get ready!”
“Security doors and solid wood doors will not last long.”
The non-mainstream boy said in a deep voice.
"Made, you've gone too far!"
"We'll fight them!"
The fat man yelled and cursed.
“The house is starting to feel too spacious!”
The non-mainstream boy ignored the fat man, stood up, looked around, and said helplessly.
“We can cross fire and form a cross fire net.”
The middle-aged man suggested.
Hearing this, the non-mainstream boy's eyes lit up and he looked at the middle-aged man: "Tell me in detail!"
Crossfire Network sounded very professional.
He and the fat man were both in the wild and didn't know any tactics at all. They had always relied on random fights.
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