Syllable.

The window glass of a Mercedes-Benz car was shattered by bullets, countless glass shards fell into the car, and the remaining bullets continued to explode on the wall near the entrance of the bar.

"There's a gunman outside the door!"

The roar echoed through the bar, and another bodyguard quickly responded, "Go through the back door!" ”

"Are you an idiot? The back door is a dead end, and if you want to get out, you have to go back to the alley next to the front door of the bar! ”

Hearing this, Chekov was a little confused, he thought that his plan had failed, and all that was left was to fight to the death, but what he didn't expect was that this group of guys was blocked back by people outside, and they couldn't escape through the back door.

Who would come to Gu Cao's bad luck at this time?

Gangsters?

The police?

Chekov couldn't figure it out, he only knew that no matter what the people on the outside were, they had to be let in, and the more chaotic the scene, the better for him.

So, Chekov, who was squatting in the bar with a ******, took advantage of the moment when the opponent's bodyguard was tangled, changed positions and stood up, pointed his gun at the position at the door of the main entrance, and quickly pulled the trigger!

Tong!

The fire came out from the **** inside the ******, and the purpose of this shot Chekov was not to shoot accurately, but to attract everyone's attention through the sound of gunfire, so as to create an opportunity for people outside the door to rush in. At this time, he had to take a risk, even if he knew that there was still a gun pointed at him in the bar, he had to stand up, because he couldn't even get out of the bar alone.

Burst.

The frame of the wooden pillar exploded under the impact of the shotgun marbles, and the long wooden spikes separated from the main body and propped outward; The candle-like bulbs and lampshades on the wooden pillars exploded at the same time under the impact of marbles, and even the sofa skin under the pillars was pierced by marbles.

Click.

In the next second, Chekov once again withdrew the cartridge case, and the moment the No. 20 shotgun case collapsed from the magazine. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger a second time.

Tong.

After the second shot, all the bear could think of was dodging, allowing the marbles containing at least 20 .25 caliber marbles to fly freely around the bar.

Unfortunately, Chekov's adventure was seized, and a bodyguard located in the direction of him at 10 o'clock had already locked on the target, just as Chekov desperately shot at the bodyguard and Gucao, who were about 15 meters from the door. The guns went off here, too.

Bang.

This was the moment when the whole scene was disrupted, and the sensational effect of the bodyguard's first return fire was brought about, and in an instant, gunshots rang out one after another in all corners of the bar, and countless fires appeared at the muzzle of the gun.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang bang......

It was too late for Chekov to dodge, the bullet from the oblique stab hit him straight in the chest, and after a big hole in the leather suit exploded with a 'poof', the bear was hit by the bullet and leaned back against the wine rack with his shoulders, 'bang', and the ones that were still safely carried on the wine rack fell one after another under his impact. The sound of 'crackling' kept ringing.

“F***！”

There was a curse from the bar, Chekov slid down the wine rack in the bar, followed by countless bullets, the decorative lights in the bar were shattered by electric light, and the flying wires were ignited above Chekov's head, and the wooden plank outside the bar was constantly drilled through by bullets, and Chekov clearly watched the bullets directly break through the wooden barrier and fly to his armpits, almost filling the second bullet hole on his body.

"I hit him!"

"I hit him in the heart!"

"Ceasefire!"

The bodyguard shouted for fear of accidental injury. At that moment, Chekov sat on the floor in the bar with a pale face.

He was hit. The leather suit on the left chest and heart is smoking green, and a hole the size of a stamen is appearing.

"Hmph...... Hmph......"

The bear sat on the ground as if it had been pointed, and snorted, sweat dripping down his sideburns.

"There's another one outside the door!"

"Idiot, we have enough odds now to just guard the front and back doors, and the police won't be there in a few minutes."

Chekov barely raised his right hand as if he had something stuck in his throat, and he tore through the bullet hole behind his shirt, which had been pierced by bullets. A black body armor was exposed, and on the body armor, the flattened bullet casing was trapped in it, and at this time, Chekov's entire left side of his body was numb.

He hurts!

Body armor can block bullets, but it can't stop the pain of the power penetrating through the body, if it weren't for the fact that this bear is really not human. The muscles were strong enough to form a buffer zone to relieve the force with a large area of bruising, and I am afraid that the shot just now could directly break the ribs, or the thick ribs in the chest that protect the heart.

"Chekov?!"

The voice of the woman outside the door came in and penetrated into Chekov's ears as he gritted his teeth: "Still alive?? ”

Charlotte?

Chekov seemed to recognize the woman's voice, she was the woman who led Roger to the health club training, it was the bastard who had been hiding his girlfriend who had never had a meal with him on the weekend, why did she come?

Could it be that she was the one who forced Gu Cao back outside the door?

How can it be!

That weak woman can give Gu Cao's bodyguard ......

Chekov didn't know how powerful this woman was, he fainted when he arrived with his injuries at the moment of the attack on the weekend, and no one told him what happened afterwards, and the weekend just sat silently in front of his hospital bed and promised to make the Mexicans 'worse than dead'. Under such circumstances, how could he have known that the weekend had told the woman that the person who had come to save him from Lambert's house that day was his brother who had exchanged his life, and that the woman had also driven the weekend car to the health club to pick up Roger, and had heard Roger and Chekov talk at the door.

Crunch.

The door of the bar was suddenly pushed open at this moment, and Chekov, who saw this scene, had a feeling of fighting side by side with his former comrades, because this bear knew that it was impossible for the other party to push open the door of the bar casually, and this dangerous action must have the corresponding meaning, otherwise it would be a stupid act, how could such a stupid woman force Gu Cao and the bodyguards around her to retreat? So, what makes the most sense to this woman?

Bang!

Chekov, who was paralyzed in his right hand, pulled out the Glock 22 with his left hand and pulled the trigger on the ceiling, and he felt that the woman wanted to know his position.

At least Chekov used to think so when he was cooperating with his comrades-in-arms.

“Two-one！”

A phrase corresponding to Chekov's imagination appeared, and then countless bullets rushed towards the door of the bar, Chekov believed that the woman would not be waiting there to be beaten, so he endured the pain and crawled in the bar, giving up the most dangerous position just now.

"The guy in the bar isn't dead yet!!"

Sure enough, the gunshot attracted the attention of the bodyguards, followed by a second round of bullets that began to burst through the wooden planks of the bar from the position just now and flew into the bar, and the fragments of the planks continued to fly up from behind them as they crawled, and the 'snapping' sound of bullets smashing the planks pressed all the space that Chekov could move again and again at close range.

The word "two-one" is not a two-in-one in the world of football, but an advanced tactical training that everyone goes through when special forces and agents are trained, and Chekov has not met someone who uses tactical terms like this for a long time, and he doesn't know how this woman knows this tactic, but he understands this woman's intentions.

After the paralysis of his right hand had subsided a little, Chekov had already made his way to the back of the bar bar, and he switched Glock 22 from his left hand back to his right hand, and threw the ******, which had only two rounds left, on the ground. This is a moment that requires accurate shooting, Two-one means that when two comrades are at both ends of the enemy, use staggered strikes to quickly kill the enemy, that is, the enemy caught in the middle can only use cover to dodge one side's bullets, at this moment, the defended comrade will shoot blindly while ensuring their own safety, and when the enemy's attention is attracted, another comrade shoots accurately in the process of the enemy's return fire, so as to defeat the enemy with one blow.

If you want to use this set of tactics, you must first cultivate tacit understanding after a long period of training, otherwise a mistake may cause the fall of one of them, in other words, you have to be able to play, don't go to push the tower to send people to the head as soon as you start. (To be continued.) )