"First, find a bunker and hide well. Second, use a mirror to see that you don't stand out. Third, call for backup immediately. So as soon as I hid in the bunker and checked the situation with a small mirror, I called you for backup."
Luke was stunned: "There is this in the student rules...?"
"Yes, it was issued temporarily this morning, and there are only three items on one page." Claire and Karen nodded together.
Karen also added: "It is said that these three safety rules come from a very powerful front-line police detective, which can greatly increase the safety factor of us students. Now it seems that they are really effective."
As she said so, she unconsciously glanced at the two patrolmen lying not far away.
Although the wounds of the two patrolmen were painful, they were also full of despair: this is not right. Why did no one mention these three safety rules when I went to the police academy? Could it be that I went to a fake police academy
But the facts are right in front of us.
After encountering the armed bandits, two official patrolmen fought back and were wounded by the bandits soon after.
The four rookie trainees who followed them on duty did nothing wrong. They hid behind the car and did not show their heads.
Especially the little Claire, leaning on a small mirror to observe, sticking out the muzzle of the gun and firing a few shots indiscriminately, wounding a gangster, so that the other party did not dare to force him over for a while.
The police and robbers formed a stalemate.
There are traffic jams everywhere in Los Angeles today. If Claire's four rookie students hadn't used the threatening "random marksmanship", they might have been besieged by gangsters before the support arrived.
The cadets were young and uninjured, so they retreated at most, and it was difficult for the two injured patrolmen to escape.
In fact, the skill of lens shooting was specially taught to Claire by Luke.
This is the "minimalist version of the gun fighting technique" calculated by him based on his own combat experience, gun fighting skills, and auxiliary programs, which simplifies the complicated situation into several shooting methods.
Claire only needs to analyze the situation a little bit, and then aim the muzzle at a certain range to shoot, and there is a greater chance of hitting the aggressive enemy.
It is more suitable for patrol police. After all, they can call for support as soon as there is a firefight, and there is no need to be strong.
After chatting for a while, Luke didn't forget to replace his gun with bullets and new magazines, and then handed Claire five magazines.
Claire was stunned: "I still have a magazine here."
Luke: "With your physical strength and marksmanship, bring a few more magazines. It is best to suppress the bandits with the number of bullets. Two magazines are not enough."
Both Claire and Karen next to her were speechless.
They used the Glock 17, a melee weapon with 17 rounds in a magazine.
This time, Luke equipped Claire with nearly a hundred rounds of ammunition, which was enough for a small-scale battle.
After finishing all this, Luke returned on his bicycle.
Seeing Luke's disappearing figure, Karen's eyes lit up, she suddenly pulled Claire past her, and pressed the petite girl under her arms: "Say, are we good friends?"
Claire: "Hey, don't touch your hands, people will think you are interested in me when they see it."
Karen didn't care: "Let's talk first, are you a good friend?"
Claire: "Get that big lump of yours off my shoulder and we'll still be friends."
Karen finally let her go.
Claire: "Tell me, what weird things do you want to ask me?"
Miss Karen is the daughter of a rich family, and she came to be a policeman just to pursue a colorful life.
During the training, I met Claire, a "high-playing" best friend, and she immediately bowed to the ground and worshiped the limit boss.
Karen has also tried a variety of extreme sports with Claire, but unfortunately she has limited athletic talent and is average in everything she plays, without Claire's talent for extreme sports.
But because of this, the relationship between the two far exceeds that of other students.
Karen: "I'm going after Luke."
Claire just took out a bottle of water from the police car, took a sip, and sprayed Karen all over the face.
Karen said angrily: "What are you doing! He is your brother, not your boyfriend... Wait, you don't hate other girls chasing your brother like those sisters in the movie, do you?"
Claire raised her cuff and wiped the corners of her mouth: "Put it down, my brother's girlfriend in middle school is the former captain of the cheerleading team, and I'm also an acquaintance."
Karen took the tissue from Claire, wiped her face, and asked, "Why are you so excited there?"
Claire glanced at her sideways: "For the sake of friendship, I'll put my ugly words up front. I'm afraid my brother won't want a girlfriend like you."
Karen was stunned: "Why? Am I not beautiful? Or does he have low self-esteem?"
Claire patted his forehead, hugged her neck, and whispered in her ear: "Because, he has "female" friends."
Karen pondered for a while, surprised: "You mean p friends?"
Claire shook her head: "I don't know exactly how, anyway, he never mentioned his girlfriend."
Karen frowned: "Then I can chase him? At most..."
Claire looked at him with contempt: "Luke is nineteen years old. A handsome nineteen-year-old normal man has no girlfriend, but usually doesn't look for women. What do you think is possible?"
Karen thought for a while: "Do handwork at home?"
Claire was dumbfounded, and after a while, she opened her mouth and said, "You little bitch who is full of tricks! He must have a "female" friend, but he is not a girlfriend, so he didn't mention it to me, understand."
Karen was not convinced: "You know again?"
Claire: "He occasionally goes out at night, and the new clothes he changed the next morning smelled of a faint scent of women's perfume. The quality of the perfume is no worse than the one you use. What do you think is the possibility?"
Karen frowned and thought for a moment, then exclaimed angrily: "Damn, there is really an opponent!"
Claire: "hat?"
Karen looked at her: "I have to admit that I was moved by Luke's act of coming to save me just now."
"And after he killed those gangsters, he just smiled gently and stared at me." Karen's eyes drifted: "Under the sun in this summer afternoon, the boy's bright smile is as dazzling as Apollo... "There was a touch of poetry in her words.
"Stop!" Claire raised her hand.
"Slap!" Karen felt a pain in the back of his head, but was slapped by the little monkey.
"He was smiling at me, okay?" Claire broke the fantasies of a girlfriend without hesitation: "Every time he picks me up from school, he always smiles like this. I know him very well, so don't dream about it!"
Karen gritted her teeth: "Damn it, can't you just let me finish my fantasy?"
The voice of the conversation was very low, and the two patrolmen lying not far away did not hear the specific content, they could only smile wryly: "Two students, we are a little dizzy, can you help us rush the ambulance? We don't want to died in the line of duty."
It was only then that the two girls came to their senses and ended a small-scale girlfriends' tear-up battle.