Under the cold-blooded and efficient orders of the commander over there, Luke also felt the difference.
Most of the gang members he dealt with before, no matter how fierce and elite they are, there is a limit. Three or five out of ten people will die, and the rest will lose their standard if they don't run away.
Tonight, these people are more like dead soldiers.
Death had a little effect on them, but not enough to break them apart.
However, he really didn't want these people to be scared away.
As for the six gangsters just now, one in three to five hundredths, more than two thousand experience points were obtained in this way, so he was reluctant to let these people run away.
If he was willing, would he kill six of them in more than ten seconds
This time is enough for him to kill the fifteen people in the second group several times.
Cutting meat with a small knife and boiling frogs in warm water are wrong statements in real situations.
Because people who cut flesh with a small knife will be scared away, and frogs in warm water will jump out, but in the psychological game, this principle is always valid.
Luke doesn't mind giving hope and time to the other party, but he is also giving himself time. He will get some experience points first, and there will be fewer fish that slip through the net in the last push.
In this way, the two sides with their own ghosts cooperated perfectly, and a great battle began.
The place Luke chose was not a residential area, but a commercial area.
The common feature of most commercial districts is that there are a lot of people during the day, but there are no ghosts at night.
Both sides have enough time and space to decide the winner here.
Luke did not retreat immediately after killing the six gangsters of the second group, but wandered around the building.
Several doors and windows in the small building on the third floor became the firepower of his attack, blooming in all directions, and the surrounding bandits unknowingly fell down four of them.
Then, before the opponent was about to close the encirclement, Luke's figure jumped out from the side door, and walked out of the encirclement along a row of flower beds.
"He is breaking through the gap between the first group and the fourth group." The commander reminded again.
But following his words, Luke had already floated out from behind the flower bed, his bowed body suddenly stood up straight, and his rapid running pace became a floor-flow style of small steps and quick moves.
The two Glock guns in his hand exploded.
Bullets were flying in front of the two groups of gangsters who turned to him, and subconsciously squatted down to take cover.
This is a conditioned reflex developed by the bandits in long-term combat, and it does not depend on the will of the commander.
In fact, thanks to Luke's favor, most of the bullets were shot at the gangsters at random, without really aiming.
Only two bandits stood in his way.
One of them squatted on the railing on the side of the road to guard, while the other staggered forward by two meters.
At this time, Luke's shadow suddenly appeared ten meters away from the two of them.
The gangster who squatted and raised the gun immediately pulled the trigger, and swept over with two short bursts, wanting to report Luke's location.
Snapped!
There was an extra hole in his right tactical eyepiece, and he fell on his back.
This is the first person to aim and shoot in Luke's breakout.
The other person was advancing with a gun raised on the cat's waist, but his sight was blocked by the debris around him, so he didn't notice Luke immediately.
When he came out from behind the sundries, gunshots sounded not far behind him.
Out of the corner of his sight, he finally caught a black figure, and the muzzle of the gun pointed at it immediately.
But although the black figure was not in a hurry, the speed was not fast, just a little faster than the muzzle of his gun.
Just when his muzzle was about to catch up with this figure, the other party was already five meters in front of him.
The gangster couldn't help pulling the trigger.
Luke looked indifferent, ignoring the bullets that were chasing behind him 20 centimeters away, and rushed past the gangster, casually raising his hand and pointing.
Snapped!
The gangster turned his head and fell to the ground.
At this time, Luke's body suddenly moved sideways.
boom!
There was a slightly dull gunshot, and a bullet hit the position where he was standing just now.
Luke had already hid in the shadow behind the building, shaking his head in his heart: It wasn't the sniper.
Among the group of people who appeared tonight, there was not the top sniper he had expected.
There is still a big difference between the top and the elite, just like the gap between the top ten in the industry and the top five hundred in the industry.
Although neither of them can hit Luke, the restrictions on his actions are definitely different.
Moreover, with the current strength of these gangsters, it is not enough to make his "danger perception" react obviously, because their strength is too weak for him.
Most of his attention now is on the movement around him.
Killing these small miscellaneous fish is just for experience points, but killing that top sniper may have double the experience and ability.
It goes without saying who is more important.
Experience points can be collected by gangs and secret agencies, but top snipers are hard to come by.
Luke doesn't lack anything now, what he lacks is the insight to become a top sniper.
With this, if you want to get rid of some troublesome people, just shoot from a distance.
Anyone who likes to investigate should investigate, anyway, he will not expose his sniper ability.
Of course, he still has a backup candidate - the cross.
But the cross is not a bad guy, and the ability of ultra-long-range sniping is even more obvious. It has been recorded long ago, and there is no need for him to bring trouble to the father and son.
The opposing commander's response was also quick.
A group of four turned on the spot to maintain the continuous output of firepower and control his range of action.
The second group and the third group accelerated and rushed to the front to outflank.
Luke walked through the gaps in the house and looked up.
Now there are several other drones circling in the sky, although not as powerful as his medium-sized drone, but they have firmly locked on to his position.
Relying on this, the orders of the opposing commander are always timely.
The corners of Luke's mouth curled up.
I am not afraid that you are too strong, but I am afraid that you are too good.
If he doesn't give these people some hope, he really can't eat this group of people.
Compared with the temporary group killers before, these people's level is slightly lower, but their cooperation is more precise and efficient.
They have always maintained a dispersed formation, did not give him a chance to catch him all, but used their superior firepower to suppress his action space.
This is the fighting level of a regular team! Luke sighed in his heart.
More than a hundred gangsters at the level of elite veterans, coupled with good cooperation, can completely rub the real John Wick.
That kind of attack that surged up like a tide is simply not something a normal person can withstand.
Luke is now also controlling the speed of action, only relying on precise marksmanship and John the Night Devil's breath to hide, and beat the time difference when they meet.
Sneak attack is impossible, because the surveillance of the opponent's drone cannot escape.
While the two sides were chasing and fleeing, the other party paid the price of seven deaths again and forced Luke into a building.
When he stepped into the three-story building, he smiled and exhaled: "it's sho time."
After seeing him enter the building, the commander also sneered: "He entered the preset location three and acted according to the plan."
Two seconds after he said this, the building's power supply was cut off, several lights went out at the same time, and it fell into darkness.