Super Detective in the Fictional World

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Selena suddenly reminded: “The first 3 kilometers came out and found the convoy, a total of 5 pickups, with more than 30 people.”

Luke un’ed, move on.

Selena: “Dito met with the team. He didn’t stop. He continued to run away. The team stopped Martin. They were stopped and they exchanged fire.”

Luke listened to the dense gunshots from the window, said without thinking: “Is Martin and Roger okay?”

Selena: “It’s estimated that it’s a bit bad. They shoot too often.”

Luke turned his head and probably understood it.

2 people chased too quickly, not at all how much weapons and ammunition to replenish, and the ammunition prepared by Martin before should be consumed in the manor in World War I.

The bodyguards who chased Dito did not use too much ammunition.

But Dito’s reinforcements appeared again, and the number was so headache that Martin was a little bit waxy.

Luke thought about it while turning off the lights: “Tune a drone to detect the road ahead, and I’ll bypass it from the side.”

Selena swiftly operated for a moment, and extended the tablet to him: “The safe route is probably like this.”

Luke’s eyes shifted slightly, looking at the route marked by the red line on the tablet in front of him, and he quickly calculated in his heart, and said in his mouth: “I will take a look from Martin and they will wait for a while Ammunition is thrown at them. “

Selena retracted the tablet and leaned over to the back seat to pull the big bag.

This is a batch of weapons that Luke just seized just now.

Anyway, he has storage space, never too much ammunition.

Selena dragged the backpack, lowered the back of the chair again, and laid the backpack on his thigh while lying halfway.

At this time, the co-pilot’s window was also fully opened.

Luke’s mouth has already started counting down: “3 … 2 … one!”

Selena’s movements followed his password completely. He lifted the bag at 3 o’clock, lifted it to the window at 2 o’clock, and threw the bag at one time.

Martin and Roger were so scared that the vest sweated.

When Luke drove up, Martin had noticed it, but the magazine in his hand had just been empty.

Roger was hiding behind a stone 7-8 meters away. He only had a few bullets and he didn’t dare to shoot at random.

This is not a TV series. In the night, hitting a speeding car with a pistol, the hit rate will be terrifyingly low.

In the next moment, this Ford pickup with no lights on passed by 5 meters from Roger’s side. The co-pilot threw a sloppy black thing and fell just 2 meters away from Roger.

2 hair stands on end for a moment, suddenly stunned.

This is not right.

The thing thrown out is so big, the X bullet is too ridiculous, and mental illness only uses such a big X bullet.

Ford pickup didn’t stay at all. After throwing the package, it pulled out an arc and inserted it to the side of the line of defense of the bodyguard of Dito not far away.

Martin and Roger immediately understood that this Ford pickup was not Dito’s person, otherwise it would stop at the rear, and the front team would be the best choice.

Sure enough, the Ford pickup off the road staggered through the wilderness, hurriedly rushed up a small dirt slope and leaped.

Luke held a picked Glock in his left hand while the pickup was flying, and the muzzle protruded out of the window.

bang bang bang bang pa pa!

A series of gunshots sounded, and five people in the bodyguard team suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.

The pickup landed, Luke’s wrist flicked to the rear of the car, and the arc shot started.

Pa! pa!

Another 2 bodyguards fell.

Throwing away Glock in his hand, Luke closed his hand back to the window and galloped away.

The opposite Martin looked dumbfounded: “Holyshxt! What is Spear Art?”

Pickup vacated to the ground, less than 2 seconds.

In this short moment, in the dark, the pickup truck driver fired 8 shots, hitting 7 bodyguards scattered throughout the convoy.

No cheating in playing games!

Not to mention anything else, it was said that Roger shot seventy-eighty bullets tonight and hit less than 5 enemies.

Roger’s hit rate is a good level in the Los Angeles police.

What is the overall level of the Spear Art of the American police? According to some information, in the shootout with the suspect, the first hit rate of the pistols within ten meters of the US police was about 30%.

Therefore, there has been a call in the police system, asking the police to practice directional shooting at close range in the future to reduce the aiming shooting. Anyway, the aiming rate is only 30%, which is not much different from not aiming.

The driver on the pickup was just 2 shots and 8 shots in 7 seconds on the flying car. This Spear Art Martin was the first time he saw it with his own eyes.

Roger over there was much simpler.

He is an elderly person and his vision is not so good.

After the bodyguard on the opposite side was shot and killed by a speeding driver, he dragged back the big package that was dropped on the car.

When he touched his hand, he was very happy, and when he opened the zipper, unable to bear, he laughed hahaha.

Martin returned to his mind: “What are you doing?” As he raised his hand, he picked up a flying AK, and with his other hand caught two magazines that were thrown in turn.

Roger: “The bags they threw were full of weapons and ammunition, a lot.” He said that he picked up the AK in his hand, pulled the handle down, and ka-cha was loaded.

“Sapris! Maja Fak!” Unable to bear in his mouth popped out of the sloppy utter innate talent, AKpeng ~ peng ~ peng ~ in his hand swept the ground.

Martin dumbfounded, a black line on his forehead: “Roger, how long have you not used AK?”

Roger squatted down awkwardly, avoiding a bullet flying across from him: “haha, that’s … well, I’m a detective and never use AK.”

When he said this, he was a bit ill.

In fact, he hasn’t even touched the M4A1 in the car for a long time.

As he said, he was a police detective, not a special policeman, and the micro-shooting rifle was not his main weapon.

If he uses the micro-shooting rifle well, what is SWAT!

Martin rolled his eyes and suddenly the probe raised the gun.

peng ~ peng ~! peng ~ peng ~!

Two bodyguards firing at Roger screamed and fell.

Martin: “So, don’t hold the trigger and don’t let go? Isn’t your pressure level enough?”

Roger looked black, speechless.

In front of 2 people, Luke’s pickup has re-entered the road and continues to fly forward.

Selena: “There are buildings and lights 2 kilometers away in front. There are large crops around, probably the plantation of Dito.”

Luke squinted, looked towards the front outside the windshield.

His keen eyesight could also see a faint light.

Selena kept saying: “They have defensive lines around the building, which are more formal. There are sentry towers and … uh, machine gun towers?”

Luke laughed loudly: “So professional?”

Selena carefully glanced at the picture on the tablet, and nodded definitively after a while: “It is really a machine gun tower, and there are still two, both on Little Pagoda on the Central Zone of the building, which can cover the entire complex.”