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An Jianing knelt on one knee, held the gun in both hands, aimed at the direction that Li Xiangdong had just explained, held his breath and condensed, and pulled the trigger.

She used a police revolver, with an effective range of 50 meters, but in fact, the actual combat radius was only 25 meters, and the bullet power was not great, but fortunately, the recoil was correspondingly lighter.

She still prefers such a revolver to the old 54 she has played.

She shoots very slowly, but she has a sense of rhythm, and every shot is accurate, and Hu Ying next to her is completely different types from her.

Kneeling on one knee, raising the gun to shoot, without hesitation, and can ensure considerable accuracy, it can be seen that this girl usually practices shooting.

The two pistols, although not very powerful, but such an effective return fire still dealt a severe blow to the arrogance of the bandits hiding in the carriage.

Although the infiltration and penetration of the revolver are not strong, the bullet that returned fire can still punch holes in the thin wall of the carriage, and the bandits, who were arrogant just now, do not know whether they were hit or frightened, and they immediately fell silent.

At this time, Li Xiangdong had already rolled forward and came to the side of the truck, kneeling on one knee with a gun in both hands.

On the other side of the car, the bandits were holding 56 semi-automatics, standing behind the open car door, suppressing Captain Wei and them.

Li Xiangdong didn't think about it at all, he raised his hand and fired, and the Type 51 7.62mm pistol bullet with huge kinetic energy shattered the car window in one fell swoop, and the momentum continued unabated, and a cloud of blood mist exploded directly on the head of the bandit on the other side of the body.

The bandit's head exploded, and the whole person was paralyzed like a noodle, and the 56 in his hand fell to the ground semi-automatically, and Wei Zhongheng on the opposite side felt a little less pressure, and then ran towards them with a gun.

Li Xiangdong turned around, and the two girls, holding guns in both hands, shot at the train car, and there was no movement to fight back in the carriage at all.

But at this moment, a dark shadow was quietly sticking out his arm from the other side of the car, it was the truck driver who had failed to open the door before and was secretly avoiding.

"Bang Bang!"

Three rapid fires, An Jianing and Hu Ying felt that the bullets were almost whistling against their faces, and the two hurriedly instinctively ducked down.

When he looked up, he happened to see a figure slowly falling to the ground from the side of the car, it was the truck driver just now, and on the other side, Li Xiangdong had just turned the muzzle of the gun.

The headlights behind him reflect the figure of this guy, half-squatting and kneeling, holding the handle of the gun with both hands, the standard half-body combat gun figure, although it is a half-squatting kneeling, but the upper body is still straight, half of the side face is angular, the eyebrows are straight, the eyes are like cold stars, the bridge of the nose is straight, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, as if a knife is carved in general, the straight and rigid lines have a slightly exaggerated masculine beauty, and the two little girls look a little heartbroken.

"Phew, people are dead, where are they still posing, stinky and beautiful."

An Jianing scolded in the case, but Hu Ying on the side grinned heartlessly.

"I think it's pretty good."

And Yang Feng, who rushed over with a gun, saw Li Xiangdong in front of the two goddesses in his heart at this time, out of the limelight, he even wanted to raise his hand and shoot Li Xiangdong to death, this bastard, snatched Lao Tzu's lens again.

"Are you all right?"

Wei Zhongheng led a group of team members to run this way, shouting and asking, seeing that the three young people were not dead, and they fought back, he was relieved, the police force has lost enough today.

Li Xiangdong didn't answer him, but shouted at a few of them: "Get down!" ”

Wei Zhongheng and the others were stunned for a moment, and then fell to the ground suddenly, and as soon as they lay down, a line of fire flew out of the carriage, which was the scene of tracer bullets passing through the wall of the carriage and crossing the night sky.

Just now, An Jianing and Hu Ying didn't kill the gunman in the carriage, they just shocked him, but after such a while, he had quietly completed the tactical maneuver of changing the magazine.

However, because he couldn't figure out the situation outside, he didn't dare to get out of the carriage lightly, and his teammates outside were all hung up, and no one could provide him with a shooting reservoir, so in the dark and closed carriage, he didn't know to shoot in that direction at all.

Just now, Wei Zhongheng and the others ran all the way, and they shouted with their necks, which can be regarded as providing this guy with a target direction for shooting.

And the sound of him turning around and pulling the bolt of the gun could not be hidden from Li Xiangdong's wolf ears.

Tracer bullets kept flying out of the carriage, swishing over the heads of Wei Zhongheng and their gang, the other party was already red-eyed, and the trigger was pulled to the end, and there was no intention of stopping at all.

Wei Zhongheng and his group's faces were a little pale, and Yang Feng was even more frightened that the middle of his legs was hot, and a stream of heat couldn't close the door, and he rushed out directly.

On the other side, An Jianing and Hu Ying were also dumbfounded by the bandit's sudden outburst.

However, only Li Xiangdong was still calm and composed, and he did not adjust his posture, but just changed the muzzle of the pistol in his hand in a different direction, the wolf's divine power not only gave him a super sense of smell and hearing, but also gave him a wolf-like sixth sense and prediction ability.

Although he was separated from the carriage, he could basically determine the location of the gunmen in the carriage by relying on the direction in which the tracer grenade flew out, coupled with his strange premonition.

The trigger was pulled, the bullet flew out, the old 54 sleeve sat back, and then bounced back violently under the force of the spring, instantly loading the bullet.

The remaining 4 bullets in the magazine were all fired by Li Xiangdong almost in two seconds.

Although the old 54 has problems such as high recoil and low accuracy, its power is not comparable to that of today's pistols, and its penetration and infiltration are absolutely first-class.

The last bullet was fired, the gunpowder was exhausted, the sleeve of the 54 could no longer bounce back, and the pistol with an empty compartment hung up from the gap between the sleeve and the barrel emitted a faint white smoke, with a strong smell of gunpowder.

And the train carriage, which had just been full of flames, also fell silent suddenly, the gunshots stopped ringing, and even those present could hear the sound of the heavy objects in the carriage hitting the wall of the carriage in this eerie silence, and then slowly sliding and falling to the ground.

Wei Zhongheng let out a sigh of relief, got up from the ground, and leaned over to Li Xiangdong and them.

On the other side, An Jianing and Hu Ying, looking at Li Xiangdong's eyes, have become a little confused, at that moment, in the firelight, the heroic posture of the half-body, holding the gun in both hands, has been deeply engraved in their minds.

"You guys aren't hurt, are you?"

Wei Zhongheng led people to the side of a few of them, and then asked loudly, and while speaking, he slapped Li Xiangdong on the shoulder with all his might, and his eyes were full of appreciation for this young man.