Under the commander's cold-blooded but efficient command, Luke also felt different.
Most of the gang members he had dealt with in the past, no matter how fierce and elite they were, had their limits. If three or five out of ten died, the remaining ones would be greatly weakened if they didn't run away.
Tonight these people are more like death warriors.
Death had some effect on them, but it was far from enough to drive them apart.
However, he really didn't want these people to be scared away.
Just for those six bandits, each of them had 300 to 500 points, and he got more than 2,000 experience points just like that. That's why he was reluctant to let them run away.
If he was willing, would it take him more than ten seconds to kill six people
This time was enough for him to kill the fifteen people in Group 2 several times.
Using a small knife to cut meat and boiling a frog in warm water are both wrong statements in reality.
Because people will be scared away when cutting meat with a small knife, and frogs in warm water will jump out, but in psychological games, this principle is always effective.
Luke doesn't mind giving the other party hope and time, which is also giving himself time. By getting some experience points first, there will be fewer fish that slip through the net when the final push comes.
In this way, the two sides, each with their own ulterior motives, cooperated perfectly and started a great battle.
The place Luke chose was not a residential area, but a commercial area.
The common feature of most commercial areas is that there are a lot of people during the day, but no one is there at night.
Both sides have enough time and space to decide the outcome here.
After killing six gangsters from Group 2, Luke did not leave immediately, but wandered around the building.
Several doors and windows on the three-story building became his firing points. With fire from all directions, four of the surrounding bandits fell without him noticing.
Then, before the enemy was about to surround him, Luke rushed out from the side door and escaped from the encirclement along a row of flower beds.
"He is breaking through the gap between group one and group four." The commander reminded again.
But as he spoke, Luke floated out from behind the flower stand. His bent body suddenly stood up straight, and his rapid running pace turned into small and quick steps on the ground.
The two Glock guns in his hands exploded.
As soon as he turned to the two groups of bandits in front of him, bullets were flying, and he subconsciously squatted down to seek cover.
This is a conditioned reflex developed by the bandits from long-term combat and is not affected by the commander's will.
In fact, it was all thanks to Luke's kindness that most of the bullets were fired randomly at the gangsters without really aiming.
Only two gangsters stood in his way.
One of them squatted at the roadside railing to keep watch, while the other one stepped two meters ahead and moved forward.
At this moment, Luke's shadow suddenly appeared ten meters away from the two of them.
The crouching gangster with a gun in hand immediately pulled the trigger and fired two short bursts, trying to report Luke's location.
Bang!
There was a hole on the right side of his tactical eyepiece and he fell on his back.
This was the first person Luke aimed and shot during his breakout.
The other man was crouching and moving forward with a gun in hand, but his vision was blocked by the debris around him and he did not notice Luke at first.
By the time he came out from behind the debris, gunshots had already been heard not far behind him.
He finally caught a glimpse of a black figure out of the corner of his eye and immediately pointed his gun at it.
But although the black figure's movements were not hurried, his speed was not slow, just slightly faster than the rotation speed of his gun muzzle.
Just when the muzzle of his gun was about to catch up with the figure, the other party was already five meters in front of him.
The gangster couldn't help but pull the trigger.
Luke had a calm expression, ignoring the bullet that passed by him twenty centimeters away. He stepped forward, passed by the gangster, and raised his hand to point casually.
Bang!
The gangster's head tilted and he fell to the ground.
At this moment, Luke's body suddenly moved sideways.
Bang!
There was a dull gunshot, and a bullet hit the spot where he had just stood.
Luke had already hidden in the shadows behind the building and shook his head: It's not that sniper.
Among the group of people who appeared tonight, there was no top sniper as he expected.
There is still a big difference between the top and the elite, just like the gap between the top ten and the top 500 in the industry.
Although neither of them can hit Luke, the restrictions on his actions are definitely different.
Moreover, with the current strength of this group of bandits, it is not enough to cause his "danger perception" to have a significant reaction, because their strength is too weak for him.
Most of his attention is now focused on the movements around him.
Killing these small fry is just for experience points, but killing that top sniper may gain both experience and ability.
It goes without saying who is more important.
Experience points can be collected by looking for gangs and secret organizations, but top snipers are hard to come by.
Luke has everything now, except for the realization of becoming a top sniper.
With this, if you want to get rid of some troublesome people, just shoot them from a distance.
Whoever wants to investigate can do so, he won’t reveal his sniping ability anyway.
Of course, he has a backup candidate - the cross.
However, Cross is not a bad guy. His super long-range sniping ability is very distinctive and has been recorded long ago. There is no need for him to bring disaster to the father and son.
The other commander also reacted quickly.
One group of four turned on the spot, maintaining continuous fire output and controlling his range of movement.
Groups two and three accelerated to the front to encircle the enemy.
Luke shuttled through the gaps between the houses and looked up.
There are several other drones hovering in the sky now. Although they are not as powerful as his medium-sized drone, they have firmly locked onto his location.
Thanks to this, the enemy commander's orders are always timely.
Luke's mouth curled up.
I am not afraid that you are too strong, I am afraid that you are too weak.
If he doesn't give these people some hope, he really won't be able to defeat this group of people.
Compared with the previous temporary killer groups, these people's level is slightly lower, but their cooperation is more precise and efficient.
They always maintained a dispersed formation and did not give him the opportunity to catch him in one fell swoop. Instead, they used their superior firepower to compress his space for movement.
This is the combat level of a regular team! Luke sighed in his heart.
More than a hundred elite veteran-level gangsters, coupled with good cooperation, can completely defeat the real John Wick.
That kind of attack that came like a tide, wave after wave, was something that no normal person could withstand.
Luke was now also controlling his speed of movement, relying only on his precise marksmanship and hiding himself with Night Devil John's breath to make use of the time difference when they met.
A sneak attack is impossible because it is impossible to avoid the surveillance of the enemy's drones.
As the two sides were chasing each other, the other side once again paid the price of seven deaths and forced Luke into a building.
When he stepped into the three-story building, he smiled and exhaled: "It's show time."
After seeing him walk into the building, the commander sneered: "He entered the preset location three and acted according to the plan."
Two seconds after he said this, the power to the building was cut off, and several lights went out at the same time, plunging it into darkness.