The blacks screamed excitedly, dispersed, and disappeared into the streets.

The Mazi pilot and John on the police helicopter looked at it in surprise, and soon, the Mazi pilot shook his head and said, "This source country must have received special training, but ...... He didn't know that doing so would only incur the excitement of more bastards, and the carnival began. ”

John nodded thoughtfully, clenched the weapon in his hand, and said, "Raise it higher, I don't want to be in the middle of a war and kill some bastard." ”

The police helicopter was a little taller, but the aerial camera was still aimed at the black off-road vehicle that was speeding on the ground, and it was transmitted to one place.

This is a big room, and two people are standing in front of a big screen, looking at the picture, both frowning and worried.

One of them, dressed in a police uniform and with dark blue eyes, was none other than Clive, the chief of the Los Angeles Police Department.

The other full-body uniform, which looked like the outfit of the special forces, was none other than Anderson, the commander of the Los Angeles special forces.

"Anderson, this native of the source country is obviously specially trained and has excellent marksmanship, but such a person forcibly breaking into the ford area should cause even more turmoil. Special forces must be on their orders at all times, and if they create a situation that cannot be managed, they must force their way in. ”

"Okay, my boys will listen to orders at any time, and this requires the cooperation of other departments, those tumors are not easy to mess with, and they have heavy weapons. ”

"No problem, I will support you in all aspects, through this matter, I will deal a heavy blow to those gangsters, and Ford District can no longer be chaotic. ”

Anderson looked at Clive, the thirty-something Los Angeles chief who had not been transferred from New York not long ago, and was ambitious and wanted to make a difference here. But it's not so easy, Ford District has been in chaos for decades, and it has not been able to pull out the tumor, not only because of the weakness of the police, but also because of the social system.

There are more than 100,000 unemployed people, drug addicts, criminals, etc., and if we do not solve the root cause, we will not be able to provide them with employment opportunities and have a direction to live, and more unemployed people will go to live there, and a cancer will form again.

Le Liang drove fast, since he had seen the chaos in the Ford District, he couldn't stay for a while, and rushed to the target point as soon as possible to rescue Xiaotong.

"Da da da ......" A burst of gunfire came, the windshield cracked, and a bullet flew across Le Liang's cheek, wiping out a fine blood streak.

Le Liang knew that it was not good, unbuckled the safety buckle, opened the door, jumped out of the car with the backpack on the co-pilot, rolled a few times, and disappeared into an alley.

The off-road vehicle continued to drive, but it was a rain of bullets pouring out of the surrounding area, and soon black smoke rose and exploded, and debris flew everywhere.

There were two dozen gunmen around, a group of white men with strange faces painted on their faces, all armed with automatic rifles.

They were condescending, searching for the figure of Leliang who jumped out of the car, shouting and scolding.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and a gunman fell from the roof, knocking his brain on the ground, motionless, and apparently dead.

Several more gunshots rang out one after another, and several nearby gunmen fell headlong, and they couldn't survive.

Leliang stooped down an alley with his backpack on his back and hid inside a fence wall, with bullets pouring down behind him.

Several gunshots rang out in a row, and several gunmen were killed, and the rest of the gunmen felt bad and hid, which was to meet a strong fighter.

Le Liang knew that the effective range of the Locke pistol was 80 meters, and he could only shoot 100 meters, and no matter how far he was, he could not do anything about it, which was determined by the performance of the pistol.

Now he had to keep getting close to the gunners and finish them off with the fastest rate of fire, which also required them to show their heads.

What he didn't know was that the surrounding gangsters had moved, driving towards here, and he was already in an encirclement.

Walking along the wall with a cat's step, his vigilance reached the extreme, and with a shot of his hand, another gunman was shot in the head and died.

He swooped up the wall, jumped onto the roof, rolled around, and several bullets shot behind him. And he was rolling, three shots in a row, and the three gunmen were shot and died without firing.

He dodges and leaps on the rooftops, and the gunmen hide on high ground, so deal with them from above.

With the sound of gunshots, one by one the gunmen were killed, and only a few gunmen were left to hide in fright, never daring to show their heads again.

In the large room, Clive was surprised and asked, "Our SWAT team members also have such skills?"

Anderson looked deeply at Le Liang, who was running and jumping in the picture, shook his head slowly, and said, "No...... It is very likely that such a method of killing was trained by the military of the source country in a very special way. ”

Clive was even more surprised and said, "The ...... of the military of the source country The killing machine is in Los Angeles, and he must be stopped. ”

Anderson said: "The gangs are all around...... I want to see if he can handle it, so it's good to be killed like this, my children are still a lot worse than him, and I can't just die in vain. ”

Clive nodded, looking at the picture worriedly, thinking that the source army was known as the world's first, and sure enough, the quality of individual soldiers was too strong.

One bullet was fired near Le Liang, and then more bullets rained down, so that he had to lie down, cling to the roof, like a frog, and kept kicking the ground with his feet, moving two meters, and falling into a courtyard.

Damn, with so many guns, how can there be so many more gunslingers?

Le Liang was scared in his heart, the gun turned sharply in one direction, the nearby window opened, and an old woman looked at him blankly.

There was no threat, he put down his gun, and then he heard footsteps outside the door, and there were a few shots aimed at it, and he put down a few gunmen who were running at great speed, and jumped through the window. Inside, there was not only an old woman, but also an old man in a wheelchair, also holding a pistol in his hand, facing him vigilantly.

He shook his hand at the old man, turned and ran away from the living room, into the kitchen, and threw himself out of it.

Wandering through the alleys, from time to time you will encounter gunmen, who will be killed. With the speed of his spear god's reaction, no one is his opponent, and this is not the time to be soft-hearted.

Hiding in the corner of a wall again, holding bullets one by one, thinking that it would be better to get an automatic rifle to kill people.

Just as he was thinking about it, he caught a glimpse of something flying out of the corner of his eye, and with a shot in his hand, the thing exploded.

These gangsters, not only have good weapons, but also grenades, this Los Angeles Ford District is so messy?

One rolled over and fired several shots, killing five gunmen, one of whom seemed to be about to pull out a grenade, and died.

It was relatively empty and too dangerous, so Le Liang didn't go over to pick up the gun and continued to run.

There are too many gunners around, and I can't tell where one can come out, although I have a lot of experience as a gun god, but my heart is not so strong, so I'm worried about it.

There was another rapid gunshot, Le Liang bent down and ran there, picked up an AK, looked around vigilantly, felt a few magazines, and then ran away again.

The range of the AK was much farther, a few hundred meters, which made him decide to go to the roof again, and only from a high place could he solve more gunners.

When he arrived at a house, he jumped a few times, stepped on a few prominent footholds, climbed up, and rolled with the trend.

"Bang!" a bullet almost hit him, and the other party still has a sniper rifle?

Le Liang hid in a corner of the roof, thinking about the distance he had just shot, judging the position of the other party, he rolled violently and released a shot.

In the distance, more than 300 meters away, the sniper on the third floor, his eyes burst, spurting out a stream of blood, lay there and never moved.

When Anderson saw this, he cried out, "Impossible...... The effective range of the AK is 300 meters, and if he stands still, he still has a chance to shoot, and he kills a sniper in such a hurry...... Is it a coincidence?"

Clive looked at him and frowned deeply, he was basically a civilian, and he couldn't see the subtlety, but it was Anderson, a professional, who said it, which made his heart even more worried, the killing machine of the Yuan State military is too powerful!

Immediately after, the two of them stared wide-eyed, even more incredulous.

The policemen in the large room also stared at the big screen with wide eyes, and from time to time let out a frightened cry of "Oh my God!"

I saw the people of the source country in the picture holding AKs, standing there in circles, constantly releasing guns, and every time a gunshot rang out, a gunman fell. Although the magazine is only 30 rounds, he is also lightning fast when he changes magazines, and he can also change magazines with his right hand, take out a pistol with his left hand, and shoot continuously.

The pockmarked pilot on the police helicopter was also stunned, forgetting to control, and it was not until John, who came back to his senses, shouted vigorously that he woke up and pulled up again.

As soon as he lost his mind, the picture was briefly crooked and shaken, and when it stabilized again, the police in the large room were even more stunned.

Corpses were all over the field, and after a while, there were many more corpses around.

"Anderson, go stop him, this is a massacre ......" Clive cried out in terror.

"I can't let my lads go to their deaths, I ...... I can only send out a sniper and kill him from a greater distance. Anderson was also horrified.

At this time, Le Liang suddenly stopped, ran forward at a high speed, jumped off the roof, and there was an explosion behind him, and the roof was blown to pieces.

Grenade launcher? Such a sophisticated weapon?

The movie is right, in reality, there are really gangsters with such sophisticated weapons, although he instantly killed the gunman who was fired with a grenade launcher, but the grenade was already fired, so he had to dodge quickly.

My whole body hurts, and I fell from two floors, how can I not hurt it!

The left arm was scratched with a piece of skin, and it was a little scary to look at the bloody ground.

There was no ambulance condition, so Le Liang had to follow it first, bending over and scurrying around the alley, searching for the rest of the gunmen.

What he didn't know was that the rest of the gunmen were almost frightened, they had never seen such a terrible way of killing, and when they saw that he was no longer on the roof, they all fled with their legs. They are just gangsters, they are not very strong in combat, and they don't have the perseverance and courage to fight, and they run faster than rabbits at this time.

Hearing the sound of the car starting, Le Liang chased after him, chased him to the street, looked at the two places and more than a dozen cars drove away, and shook his head regretfully.