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The river breeze is cold, and there must be a significant gap between the impact point and the standard position, for the average shooter, hitting the target at this distance is tantamount to a fantasy, but for a special forces officer like Choi Jung-ho who has undergone devilish training, this is just a regular training subject.

Before joining the Ministry of Security, Choe Chung-ho was subordinate to the Eighth Special Regiment of the Investigation Bureau of the DPRK General Staff, carrying out secret military missions to infiltrate south Korea.

Confidence comes from countless times of hard training, the wind quickly calculated in Cui Zhenghao's mind, the muzzle of the gun was slightly deflected by half an inch, even if his marksmanship was like a god, he didn't dare to hit Ma Xiaohu's head at this time, after all, the area of the torso is very large, the hit rate is higher, the position where he stands has an angle with the barge, aiming at the side of Ma Xiaohu, Cui Zhenghao has no distractions in his heart, only the target, and has reached the police world of the integration of man and gun.

He gently pulled the trigger and pressed down the second fire.

Ma Xiaohu was furious, he thought that Zhan Ziyu and Li Feng conspired to design themselves, and the red light spot on his chest must be the other party's hidden sniper, and he couldn't swallow this breath!

The two sides were tense, and at the touch of a button, no one spoke, and even the whistling river wind seemed to be still.

Liu Handong looked at Ma Xiaohu from the corner of his eye, and adrenaline began to secrete sharply, whether it was life or death, in the blink of an eye.

"Bang" the gun went off.

A bullet hit Ma Xiaohu, and his body shook and fell down.

Suddenly the gunfire rang out, and the nervous gunmen blindly poured bullets at each other.

Above the barge, the Northwest man hidden under the tarpaulin was holding five or six submachine guns, and one after another short shots hit the headlights, and the bright xenon headlights instantly became blind, and dust and smoke splashed on the ground, and the freight yard became dark, and everyone who was used to the headlights could only shoot at each other under the starlight.

Liu Handong pounced on Ma Xiaohu, but he pounced, Ma Xiaohu rolled over a lazy donkey and rolled to the side, there was no blood on his body, he was wearing body armor, and the bullet only broke one of his ribs.

Ma Xiaohu's muzzle resisted Liu Handong, and his face was extremely hideous.

Liu Handong froze, ready to be shot.

However, Ma Xiaohu did not shoot, but pulled out the 54-style pistol on his waist with his left hand and turned the handle over and handed it to him.

Liu Handong instantly understood, Ma Xiaohu concluded that he and Zhan Ziyu and Li Feng were not in the same group, and at the moment of life and death, he wanted to form an alliance with him.

With the gun in hand, Liu Handong suppressed the urge to shoot Ma Xiaohu with one shot, because he knew that if he killed Ma Xiaohu, he would become the public enemy of both sides, a large magnet that attracted bullets, and the situation forced him to join forces with the Northwest people to break the enemy.

Liu Handong lay on the ground and shot in the direction of Li Feng and others, a dark cloud covered the moon, and the freight yard was pitch black, only the light of the muzzle flame was frequently lit up, pointing out the direction of the shooting.

The sleeve of the 54-style pistol was almost reciprocating, and hot bullet casings jumped out, Liu Handong shot blindly, and five bullets fell in the dark, and with a miserable scream, the guy holding the shotgun on the other side was hit.

The sleeve stopped at the rear, and Liu Handong ran out of bullets.

Ma Xiaohu shouted, and threw a magazine full of bullets.

Liu Handong withdrew the empty magazine, loaded the live magazine, reset the sleeve, continued to shoot, glanced at Ma Xiaohu, and it happened that Ma Xiaohu was also looking at him.

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When Geng Zhi used a laser pointer to irradiate Ma Xiaohu, he couldn't wait to hold a sniper rifle in his hand, shooting the revenge bullet into the drug lord's chest, the gunshot rang out, Ma Xiaohu was shot and fell, Geng Zhi subconsciously looked at the laser pointer in his hand, could it be that Ma Hongzheng appeared and turned the laser pointer into a sniper rifle? But in an instant, he realized that the impact point and the laser illumination were different, and it should be a hidden gunman.

The scuffle begins, bullets fly, and Geng straightens his way to the freight yard, he needs a gun to join the warband.

Cui Zhenghao did not advance, there was a difficult muddy field in front of him, it was better to stand in the artemisia grass and support the shooting from a distance, he hit the northwesterners on the barge, and used the pistol to shoot a short shot, basically three shots to put down a person, he didn't worry about the problem of bullets, Liu Handong stole a box of bullets from the police academy shooting range and gave it to him.

Choi put down the guy with a submachine gun on the barge, and immediately attracted the firepower of the Northwesterners, and the dense bullets hit the artemisia grass and swayed, Choi Jung-ho dived into the water and escaped, with his level and the South Korean special forces did not fall behind, not to mention a gang of rabble.

On the side of the barge, a string of bubbles floated in the turbid river water, two hands climbed up to the boat, the water-drenched fire and thunder slowly climbed up, he held a knife in his mouth, went to the deck barefoot, quietly touched the nearest person, strangled his neck from behind, stabbed the knife in his right hand into the dazzling, the long hunting knife stirred in the body, the internal organs were torn apart, and the person struggled twice and did not move.

Fire Thunder drew his knife, blood splattered, he picked up the dead man's gun and checked the magazine, then turned back and dived into the water.

The people in the northwest were busy shooting at the freight yard and the artemisia grass by the river, but they didn't expect to be attacked by the enemy, and the sixth uncle hid behind the door and shot the empty magazine, and shouted without looking back: "Erga, bullets!" ”

No one answered him, and the sixth uncle looked back, and Erga was dead in a pool of blood, his eyes still open.

Uncle Liu's heart hurts, Erga is a child he grew up with, diligent and clever, ramen skills are very good, if he hadn't forced him into the gang, this young man is afraid that he is still in Pudong Kailanzhou Ramen Restaurant, Erga died, not shot to death, but was stabbed in the waist, Uncle Liu's eyes swept over the stern of the boat, and heard a sound in the water.

"Bang bang." The sixth uncle rushed to the side of the boat and shot at the black shadow in the water, the bullet hit the bend of the river, and instead of hitting the fire and thunder, it became Cui Zhenghao's live target.

Erga and Sixth Uncle were killed one after another, and the backbone of the northwest drug dealers was only Ma Xiaohu, and he was lying behind the sand pile and shooting at Li Feng's gang, not knowing that he had suffered heavy losses on the barge.

"Hey!" Ma Xiaohu shouted at Liu Handong, gesticulating that he was covering here, and asked Liu Handong to go back behind enemy lines to attack.

Liu Handong understood and made an OK gesture.

Ma Xiaohu suddenly appeared, shooting as he ran, attracting countless firepower, and the bullets shot out a cloud of dust and smoke behind him.

Liu Handong took the opportunity to run in the other direction, at this time his eyes had adapted to the darkness, his marksmanship and actual combat experience were the strongest, and he was shot at a distance of more than ten meters, and he took down the gunmen of Li Feng's gang one after another.

"Flash!" Li Feng shouted, he is an underworld gang in the traditional sense, with a protective umbrella and legitimate business, unlike this gang of drug dealers who are not afraid of death, and his combat effectiveness is also very different.

At this time, Geng Zhi had already detoured behind them, he blocked a guy who wanted to escape, raised the strong flashlight fast switch, the strong light of 2oo lumens suddenly blinded the guy, covered his eyes and screamed, Geng Zhi stepped forward quickly, picked up the flashlight and slammed down, the flashlight with a stainless steel shell smashed open the braincase, and the five fell to the ground, and was hooked by Geng Zhi's outstretched toes, a pick, and the gun was in his hand.

Geng Zhi rested the fifth company on his left arm, held the strong flashlight horizontally in his left hand, opened and closed in an instant, the gangsters had nothing to hide, the shotgun blasted out of the fan, and the three guys who were crowded in front of the car door were knocked down with one shot.

The retreat was blocked, Li Fenggou jumped over the wall in a hurry, climbed on the Toyota pickup truck and stepped on the accelerator to reverse, Geng stood steadily, quickly pulled the sleeve to fire, the bullet hit the rear window of the pickup, the car glass was full of holes, the last bullet was empty, Geng Zhi jumped up to dodge, the pickup truck frantically crossed the body, there was a piercing brake sound and shook the tail, several accomplices jumped up and wanted to jump into the carriage, Li Feng ignored them at all, drove the little brothers into the air, and rushed straight to the gate of the freight yard.

The car was too fast, the banknotes in the carriage rolled out, the paper flew all over the sky, Ma Xiaohu grabbed a piece of detail, which banknote was, it was clearly advertising paper of the same size.

Ma Xiaohu was furious and looked around for Zhan Ziyu's figure, and the cunning drug broker disappeared from the beginning of the shootout.

Suddenly a black shadow appeared, Zhan Ziyu saw that the overall situation had been decided, and got out of the hideout, he also picked up the fake money floating down from the pickup, and immediately understood that Li Feng didn't want to give him money at all, but he couldn't get the money, and the people in the northwest would never let him go, so he had to make a break at this time.

"Shoot him!" Ma Xiaohu didn't bother to ask anything, he pointed at Zhan Ziyu and shouted, he was standing far away, and it was difficult to hit when he shot.

The few remaining Northwest people shot at Zhan Ziyu one after another, Zhan Ziyu crossed his hands and stretched out his armpits, pulled out two Beretta 92F bows or so, like a little horse brother in the true character of a hero, swaying the rain of bullets and living happily.

The bullets of the Northwest people are almost finished, and when they go out, they also carry one or two magazines on their bodies, and they almost ran out of ammunition in a fierce battle just now, and they hung up after two shots, Zhan Ziyu took the opportunity to fire fiercely, and put down the few remaining Northwest men.

Ma Xiaohu roared angrily, rushed towards Zhan Ziyu with a gun, and suddenly appeared on his side, holding the pistol he picked up, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Ma Xiaohu.

"Don't move! Put the gun down! ”

The two shouted almost simultaneously, their guns pointing at each other, their fingers on the trigger

Liu Handong appeared, he chose to stand on Geng Zhi's side, and aimed his gun at Ma Xiaohu.

In the distance, Zhan Ziyu, who had put down the Northwest people, stood beside them and mended their guns one by one, and the bullets hit their heads, like knocking on a sand can.

Zhan Ziyu emptied the bullet, and when he returned the magazine and reloaded, a shot came from the shadows and hit him in the chest, Zhan Ziyu wore body armor, this shot did not kill him, but reminded him that this is not a place to stay for a long time.

In the center of the freight yard, the three faced each other.

"You're a cop?" Ma Xiaohu tilted his head and looked at Liu Handong.

"Anti-narcotics police for one day, anti-narcotics police for life." Liu Handong said word by word, and the hand holding the gun was as steady as Mount Tai.

Ma Xiaohu sneered, pulled the trigger, and between the lightning and flint, Liu Handong and Geng Zhi also fired.

The gunshots rang out almost at the same time, the smoke cleared, and only Liu Handong was left standing.