"W-what did you say?" Wang Bo asked in shock.
He really didn't understand, what, encounter? Can police and gangsters still fight in encounters if they are paralyzed? Also, why are there so few police officers? How could the New Zealand police launch an attack on gunmen with an overwhelming advantage in numbers and force
But Brother Bing didn't give him an answer. Uncle Bing immediately took Atulu with his left hand and dragged Lao Wang with his right hand, shouting: "Run! The training must be like training! The battle has begun!"
Eva and Charlie quickly raised the imitation guns in their hands, but immediately they quickly lowered their muzzles. They looked at each other with different expressions on their faces.
The others did not react and looked at the three fleeing police officers, confused: "Just started fighting like this?"
The most excited one was the little Lolita. She lay on the car window and looked out, waving her little fists and shouting: "Come on, come on! Shoot quickly, what are you doing? Kill, kill, kill!"
Brother Bing went over to cover her little face with one hand and stuffed her back into the car, then closed the window and said with a stern face: "Don't pull down the glass again, or I will send you away!"
The little Loli said angrily: "What should I do if I suffocate?"
Brother Bing opened the sunroof of the car and said: "Don't light a fire in there, it will definitely not suffocate. And you, shoot quickly and hunt them down!"
Uncle Bing took the two of them for a run. Lao Wang exercised every day and had the heart of a lord to provide energy. Long-distance running was his strength. Atulu was miserable. He lost so much fat while running that his clothes almost burst.
"I, why did I say run? Uncle Bing, what are we running for?" Atulu said dissatisfied.
Uncle Bing said calmly: "Idiot, why don't you run and stay there as a target? This is an encounter, do you understand? Their number is five times ours. If you don't run, you still want to launch a counterattack?"
Wang Bo pointed to a two-story building that appeared in front of him and said, "We can't always run away, right? Where can we catch them by surprise?"
Uncle Bing shook his head and was about to reject it, then he changed his mind and said, "Okay, listen to me, boss, let's go in and guard."
This board building is very simple, with no decoration, no daily necessities, and even no doors or windows. It is simply pieced together with wood, just like those abandoned houses in the wilderness.
After Wang Bo entered the room, he wanted to run to the second floor. Uncle Soldier grabbed him and said, "No, boss, it shouldn't be like this. You are the commander, and now you need to give orders."
Lao Wang tried his best to look more impressive, and he said: "Now I give the order, we... count the balls, I am not this material, uncle soldier, come here, you are the commander."
Uncle Bing smiled and said: "Well, I have to correct a mistake first. We are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers and firepower. We should not defend our strongholds, but should constantly move and fight back while moving, to the greatest extent possible. drain their power.”
"Then let's go out and continue running now?" Lao Wang asked.
Uncle Bing waved his hand and said: "It's too late now. They are catching up and we can't keep a safe distance. But next time we have a choice, we will escape."
"Now, first of all, boss, you and Atulu go to check the room on the first floor, and I will go out to make the first interception. Remember, report any findings to me in time. Everything is normal. Go up to the second floor and continue the inspection. Continue as normal. , then you stay above to block it."
"After Atulu has searched your area, come back and hide behind the door. I will attract people to attack. When the time comes, you will shoot a group of bastards from close range, and then rush to the second floor immediately."
Atulu looked at the empty hall and said, "Can I have a chance to rush up?"
"Listen to me and don't interrupt. I will cover you at the corner of the stairs. Just go upstairs without worry. Then you stay in my position because you are using a ****** and need to be at close range. Show off your power, so the staircase is your home court, and the boss and I are in charge of the second floor."
"Got it? Start taking action."
Uncle Bing waved, and Wang Bo picked up the gun and looked around the rooms. There was no need. He knew there was no one here, so he went up to the second floor.
Atulu was hiding behind the door holding the model ***. Lao Wang looked back and said to him: "Push further in, why the hell are you so fat? Your butt is exposed!"
The big Maori man looked aggrieved: "Boss, who didn't have a young man? Didn't everyone love beauty when they were young?"
This is the difference between Maori and the world's mainstream aesthetics. They regard fatness as beauty, and a fat guy like Atulu is really considered a handsome guy among their tribe.
There was crackling gunfire outside, and Uncle Bing's HK53 assault rifle began to show its power. Soon Wang Bo heard Kidd's screams. He looked out from the second-floor window and saw Kidd lying on the ground and howling.
Although it is a simulated gun, the plastic bullets it shoots are still very painful when they hit people. The range of this gun can reach two hundred meters, and it cannot be fired within ten meters.
These plastic warheads are one centimeter in diameter and are packaged in hard leather with paint inside. After hitting a person, the warhead explodes and leaves traces of paint to determine its lethality.
Wang Bo was watching. Hani, who was approaching the wooden house from the side, spotted him. He pointed at the window where he looked and shouted: "Second window, focus the fire on me!"
Lao Wang hurriedly retracted his head. Even if he reacted quickly, just after he retracted his head, the sound of bullets piercing the air was heard several times in a row, and the bullet head hit the wooden board outside, making a "thud" sound.
More bullets were fired. After a few seconds, the floor was stained with patches of paint. There were still bullets shooting in from outside. Of course, more bullets hit the walls. The sound of "thump, thump, thump" was like rain.
Lao Wang was completely suppressed, and he could not take the initiative to fight back.
When he used to watch movies such as "First Blood" and "The Expendables", he saw that the protagonists often launched counterattacks during attacks, and the results were brilliant. But in reality, he realized - paralysis, how can you fight back with so many bullets? This was still a plastic bullet. If it were real ammunition, he would have probably pissed himself.
He was huddled in the corner when he suddenly saw Uncle Bing coming up. He perked up and asked, "How many people did Atulu kill down there?"
Uncle Bing was lying on the stairs and cursing: "Fake, that bastard did it! When Charlie and Bowen rushed in, he glanced around. He thought he had been discovered, and actually raised his hands and surrendered!"
Wang Bo almost spit out a mouthful of blood after hearing this, but thinking about it, this is really Atulu's style.
Someone wanted to rush up from the stairs. Uncle Soldier fired a single shot and knocked them down with two shots. Then screams rang out from the stairs: "My thigh!" "My chest was hit!" "
The stairs were the only passage from the first floor to the second floor. After Uncle Bing guarded them, there was nothing they could do, and the firing soon stopped outside.
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