Being A Detective in The World of Film and Television

Chapter 527: You dare to hit my new car? (1 more)

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The military quality of a large portion of RPG users in the world is so poor that it is beyond the imagination of normal people.

There are many people who directly turn their companions behind them into roasted chickens, and there are also players who can even launch the RPG even if they hold it upside down. It is not surprising to encounter a "suicide" weirdo here.

After eliminating these two obstacles, the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.

By breaking through an enemy point from the front and crossing the enemy's defense line, the Hummer only needs to face attacks from the side and rear.

He had already pressed the intercom: "Whip, how long will you take? There is a large group of enemies chasing us."

A response came from the intercom: "Arrive at the designated location within five minutes and be ready to rendezvous."

Captain: "Roger that."

This is to prepare them to hold on for five minutes.

After a while, Luke parked the car by the river: "Is this the place?"

Captain: "You'd better move your car to the side to avoid blocking the shooting range."

Luke drove the car to the side for more than 20 meters, jumped out, and hid behind a big tree: "This is a really nice place. If your boat doesn't come... Forget it, just pretend I didn't say that."

The captain quickly arranged the team's defense line, then turned around, looked at him and asked, "Who are you?"

Luke tilted his head and thought: "Ah, Ruiken. Commissioned by the DEA (Drug Enforcement Administration), to find their missing agent Lisa Feng."

The captain frowned: "That's it?"

Luke shrugged. "That's it. Remember to take her with you when you retreat."

The captain nodded, then asked suspiciously: "What about you?"

Luke raised his hand and pointed at the Hummer next to him: "A new car worth two hundred thousand dollars, if it were you, would you be willing to just throw it away?"

The captain was speechless for a moment, then said, "I'm reluctant, but I will throw it away. As long as I'm alive, I can make another $200,000."

Luke chuckled, "I chose to keep it and save my life at the same time. If I hadn't met you, I would have rushed down the mountain directly."

Captain: ...You mean, the bodies were carried down the mountain like a hornet's nest

In just a few words, the bandits surrounded them.

Luke took the AK in his hand and fired a burst of shots before all the soldiers. The sound of the cars on the opposite side immediately became quieter.

The drivers of the three cars were killed, and many other gangsters in the cars were also killed. The enemy's momentum immediately weakened.

He ejected the empty magazine and threw it away, stuffed the last magazine in, pulled the bolt handle, and said with a smile: "See, I want to get out, it's not that difficult."

The captain was speechless.

A person who can fire continuously with an AK with such accuracy does not seem to have anything to fear from small-time bandits.

The bandits on the opposite side were hit by a few volleys of bullets from Luke, and they were quiet for a moment and changed their tactics.

The gangsters stopped the car, dispersed their formation, and approached little by little with their bodies bent.

Luke's keen hearing revealed that the bandits' reinforcements were still on their way, numbering nearly a hundred.

The snipers among the soldiers opened fire from time to time, killing a bandit, so that they could not advance too fast.

This group of bandits were obviously not very courageous, because the fastest and bravest among them were basically lying in the front, with their bodies still warm.

They could only rely on their overwhelming numerical advantage to slowly surround Luke and his group.

"My new car!" Luke suddenly cursed, leaned out and shot a gangster dead with two shots.

This idiot actually wanted to fire RPGs at his new Hummer. How could this be tolerated

He turned his head and asked, "Your retreat tools haven't arrived yet? If they don't, they will all stand in front of us."

The captain fired his guns one after another and then suddenly retreated back into the pit.

The edge of the earth pit above his head was immediately blasted with dirt by the bandits' bullets, and he looked very embarrassed: "Pik, hurry up! We can't hold on any longer."

Following this shout, Luke's ears moved.

The sound of a motorboat was heard amid the dense gunfire and shouting.

A few seconds later, two river special warfare boats SOC-R sped out from the bend of the creek in a drifting and flicking posture.

Luke couldn't help but let out a wow.

As the special warfare boat rushed out of the river bay, he seemed to hear the sound of the Gatling machine gun motor turning at the bow of the boat.

The next moment, with the barrel spinning at high speed, tongues of fire gushed out of the muzzle of the Gatling gun, and the bullets, so dense that they formed a continuous mass, instantly enveloped the grove by the river.

Two seconds later, the heavy gunfire from the M240 machine gun joined in.

On the two special warfare boats, two Gatling guns and three twin-mounted M240 machine guns fired at full force, and the instantaneous burst of firepower was enough to blind people.

The bandits who were like hungry wolves just now immediately fell into a hell of blood and fire.

Amid the deafening sound of gunfire, countless bullets came fiercely from the river, and tracer bullets interspersed among them swept through the woods like a rainstorm, drawing countless bright lines among the trees.

In the woods, branches and bark were flying everywhere.

Also taking off were large numbers of corpses of bandits.

The bandits who reacted a little slower or had no suitable cover nearby were directly smashed into pieces by the steel storm.

Once the two special warfare boats opened fire, there was no intention of stopping.

A boat slowly approached the river bank where Luke and his crew were, and stopped firing from the rear machine gun position to make it easier to get people on board.

Another boat circled around the river bend at a constant speed. The three machine gun positions on the boat continued their iron storm attack, leaving no chance for the bandits to breathe.

The place where Luke and the others were was slightly protruding from the river bank, which was why he had just said, "This is a really nice place."

If the special operations boat had not come, they would have easily been surrounded and killed by the bandits.

Now, the bandits who surrounded the protruding riverbank area died faster.

The machine gunners on the two special warfare boats plowed the grove over and over again using a technique similar to sweeping the floor.

In less than twenty seconds, there was no longer a single bandit left standing in the woods.

They were either beaten to death or hid with their heads down on the ground.

Luke watched the captain and his men get Lisa Feng onto the special warfare boat and said hello: "Let's go, good luck to you."

The captain turned his head and shouted, "Are you really going down the mountain alone?"

Luke smiled as he got into the Hummer, slammed the door and started the car. He reached out and gave the captain a thumbs-up. The Hummer did a rapid tailspin and drove out from the side of the river bank.

The two bandits had just crawled out of the woods, and before they could catch their breath, they saw a car driving past them.

Snap! Snap!

Luke withdrew his left hand and put the pistol back into the holster.

Over there, looking at the motionless bodies of the bandits lying on the ground and the Hummer quickly disappearing into the woods, the captain smacked his lips, not knowing what to say.

This person doesn't feel right!

The technique is very professional, but the behavior is very casual.

It's just a murder, why do you have to show off so much! The captain muttered in his heart, patted his teammates in front of him and said, "Okay, let's go back."

The special warfare boat that picked up the people slowly made a half circle and headed back the way they came.