"First, find cover and hide well. Second, use a mirror to check if you are showing your head. Third, call for backup immediately. So as soon as I hid in the cover and used a small mirror to check the situation, I called you for backup."
Luke was stunned: "Is there... this in the student rules?"
"Yes, it was issued this morning. There are only these three items on a page." Claire and Karen nodded in unison.
Karen added: "It is said that these three safety rules, which come from a very powerful front-line detective, can greatly increase the safety factor of us trainees. Now it seems that they are indeed effective."
As she said this, her eyes unconsciously glanced at the two patrolmen lying not far away.
Although the two patrolmen were in great pain, they also looked desperate: This is not right. Why didn't anyone mention these three safety rules when they were in the police academy? Did they attend a fake police academy
But the facts are before us.
After encountering armed robbers, two regular patrol police officers stepped forward to fight back, but were soon injured by the robbers.
The four rookie trainees who were on duty with them got into no trouble. They hid behind the car and never showed up. They occasionally fired back with guns and held the bandits back.
Especially the short Claire, who relied on a small mirror to observe, stuck out his gun and fired a few shots, injuring a gangster, making the other party dare not approach for a while.
The police and the criminals were in a stalemate.
There were traffic jams everywhere in Los Angeles today. If Claire's four rookie students hadn't used their threatening "random shooting skills", they would have been besieged by bandits before the reinforcements arrived.
The trainees were young and uninjured, so the most they could do was retreat, but it would be difficult for the two injured patrolmen to escape.
In fact, the technique of lens shooting was something Luke taught Claire specifically.
This is a "minimalist version of gun fighting" that he developed based on his combat experience, gun fighting skills, and auxiliary program calculations. It simplifies complex situations into a few shooting methods.
Claire only needs to analyze the situation briefly, then aim the gun at a certain range and shoot, and she will have a greater chance of hitting the advancing enemy.
It is more suitable for patrol police. After all, they can call for support as soon as a firefight occurs without having to step out in a head-on manner.
After chatting for a while, Luke did not forget to replace the bullets and magazines for his gun, and then gave Claire five magazines.
Claire was stunned: "I still have a magazine here."
Luke: "With your stamina and marksmanship, you should bring a few more magazines. It's best to suppress the bandits with the number of bullets. Two magazines are not enough."
Claire and Karen beside her were speechless.
They use the Glock 17, a close combat weapon with 17 rounds of bullets in one magazine.
This time, Luke gave Claire nearly a hundred more bullets, enough for a small-scale battle.
After finishing all this, Luke rode his bike back.
Watching Luke's figure going away, Karen's eyes sparkled. She suddenly pulled Claire over and held the petite girl under her arms: "Tell me, are we good friends?"
Claire: "Hey, stop touching me. If someone sees me, they'll think you're interested in me."
Karen didn't care: "First, tell me, are you good friends?"
Claire: "Take that big piece of yours off my shoulders and we can still be friends."
Karen finally let her go.
Claire: "Tell me, what weird thing do you want to ask me?"
Miss Karen is a rich girl who became a police officer in pursuit of a colorful life.
During the training, she met Claire, a "high-level" best friend, and she immediately bowed down to her and worshipped the extreme master.
Karen has also tried many extreme sports with Claire, but unfortunately her athletic talent is limited and she is average at everything she does. She doesn't have Claire's talent for extreme sports.
But because of this, the relationship between the two far exceeds that of other students.
Karen: "I want to go after Luke."
Claire took out a bottle of water from the police car, took a sip, and sprayed it all over Karen's face.
Karen said in annoyance, "What are you doing? He's your brother, not your boyfriend... Wait, you're not like those little sisters in the movies who hate other girls chasing after their brothers, right?"
Claire lifted her sleeve and wiped the corner of her mouth: "Forget it, my brother's girlfriend in high school was the former captain of the cheerleading team, and we are quite familiar with each other."
Karen took the tissue from Claire and wiped her face while asking, "Why are you so excited there?"
Claire glanced at her sideways and said, "For the sake of friendship, I'll be frank. I'm afraid my brother wouldn't want a girlfriend like you."
Karen was stunned: "Why? Am I not pretty? Or does he have low self-esteem?"
Claire patted her forehead, put her arms around her neck, and whispered in her ear: "Because he has 'female' friends."
Karen pondered for a moment and was surprised: "You mean p-friend?"
Claire shook her head: "I don't know the details, but he never mentioned a girlfriend."
Karen frowned: "Then I can pursue him? At most..."
Claire looked at him with disdain: "Luke is nineteen years old. What do you think is possible for a handsome nineteen-year-old normal man to have no girlfriend but not usually looking for women?"
Karen thought for a moment and said, "Doing handicrafts at home?"
Claire was stunned for a moment before she spoke: "You little bitch with a head full of dirty tricks! He definitely has 'female' friends, but they are not girlfriends, so he didn't tell me, you understand."
Karen was unconvinced: "You know this again?"
Claire: "Occasionally he goes out at night, and the next morning his new clothes smell faintly of women's perfume, which is as good as the one you use. Which possibility do you think it is?"
Karen frowned and thought hard for a moment, then shouted in annoyance: "Damn it, there actually is an opponent!"
Claire: “What?”
Karen looked at her and said, "I have to admit that Luke's behavior of rushing to save me just now touched me."
"And after he killed those gangsters, he just smiled gently and looked at me." Karen's gaze drifted away: "In the sunshine of this summer afternoon, the boy's bright smile was as dazzling as Apollo..." There was a hint of poetry in her words.
"Stop!" Claire raised her hand.
"Pa!" Karen felt a pain on the back of her head; it turned out that she was slapped by the little monkey.
"He's smiling at me, ok?" Claire broke a friend's fantasy without hesitation: "He always smiles like this when he picks me up from school. I'm very familiar with it, so stop dreaming, okay!"
Karen gritted her teeth and said, "Damn it, can't you let me finish my fantasy before I hit you?"
The conversation was very quiet, and the two patrolmen lying nearby did not hear the specific content. They could only smile bitterly and said, "Two students, we feel a little dizzy. Can you help us rush the ambulance? We don't want to die in the line of duty yet."
The two girls finally reacted and ended a small-scale quarrel between best friends.