Chapter 15: The Police Station (7)
I instinctively lowered my body to dodge when I heard the gunshot, but a moment later Christovich's voice came, "The target is down." ”
I glanced behind me quickly, and saw a figure on the right side of the passage by a door, dressed in civilian clothes, with a gun dropped not far from me.
"Be vigilant." I said a few words and quickly approached the target's door. The guy ran in a hurry and was shot again before the door could be closed before anyone could enter. As soon as I approached the door, I heard a noise coming from inside, a woman's voice, as if struggling, even scolding, and more importantly, it was still in Russian.
I went to the door and put the pistol back on my chest under my chin, and I quickly glanced sideways. I saw that the guy was struggling to pull the two women up from the seat and try to get in front of him.
"Come in with me!" I shouted this and entered the room in a flash, because this guy was injured at this time, and it was difficult to quickly make the two women in front of him completely obedient, not to mention that he was free to hold a gun in his free hand.
As soon as I entered the room, the guy hid behind an older woman. Immediately after he dodged, he shouted at me in English, "Don't move. I know what you want! If you mess around, I'll kill both mother and daughter. ”
I looked at the two women in front of me while holding the gun, needless to say, at first glance I immediately determined that this was the person the old guy was looking for, that is, his wife and children, I remember that the mother should be called Komova, and the daughters were called Louisa and Elisa, but which of the two daughters was exactly in front of me. I'm not sure.
At this moment, the mother and daughter's hands were cuffed, the mother seemed quite calm, ready to resist at any time, and the daughter looked very frightened, standing there while sobbing. What's worse is that these two people are in the way of the guy, making it hard for me to see the guy.
Christovich quickly followed, looked at me and said, "What should I do?" ”
I didn't speak, because I didn't know what to do for a while. Just said, "Watch out the door." As soon as I finished saying this, my mother, Komova, who was standing across from us, said in Russian: "You are Russians? Who sent you? ”
I looked at Komova and said, "Alexandrovich." I blurted out.
Komova didn't hesitate to hear the name, but looked at me, nodded slightly, and continued: "This bastard behind me doesn't understand Russian. Find a way to kill him. ”
“。。。。。” This mother's words made Kristovich and I look at each other, and I have to say... The old guy's wife is much stronger than the average woman.,Let's kill the guy hiding behind her just when we meet.,This glasses don't blink.。。。
"Don't speak! Don't speak. Shut up! The guy hiding behind the mother and daughter shouted very anxiously, not only anxiously, but also with fear in his voice.
Although the guy was shouting, the mother didn't pay attention to it, and he continued to say to us: "This guy is injured, you have hit him just now, he can't hold out for long." ”
I nodded at her and made a calm gesture to her, I looked behind her, and although I couldn't see the guy clearly, the blood on the ground was clearly visible, and the blood was getting more and more, and it was clear that the guy was losing blood quickly.
"Lay down your arms. Come out on your own. You can't run away. I switched to English, "As long as you cooperate, I'll let you go." ”
"Don't. No kidding. Will you let me go? When did you Russians start to be reasonable and beneficial? The guy forced his composure.
"Look at your wounds. You're bleeding, and if you keep flowing at this rate, you'll die soon without my hands. It's better to give up on my terms, you did your best. I continued.
"Our people are coming. It's too late for you not me. If I delay a little longer, you'll be finished. The man continued.
As the man spoke, I motioned to Christovich, and he immediately began to move slowly, towards the old fellow's daughter's side.
Just as I motioned for Christovic to move, I said, "You're thinking too much." Now that we're ready to do it, we're ready for anything. Your companions are dead, think about it. Now we are being exchanged with nothing more than some police officers with pistols. Do you think a bunch of ordinary French policemen who have never seen blood can stop us? ”
As I spoke, I gestured to the sturdy mother in front of me, and then said in Russian, "Can you move a little?" Go to your daughter. ”
"What are you talking about? You bastards Russians! Shut up! I'm telling you to shut up! "Just as the guy was yelling, my mother suddenly nodded at me, and then kicked me in the back. It felt like a horse stumbling backwards, except that the horse had two legs and she had one foot.
Although the action is ugly, the effect is not bad. After such a kick, she quickly leaned straight to the side, and her daughter led him towards Christovich.
The guy hiding behind them must have been affected by the injury, and his incessant talking distracted him, causing him to be sluggish, at least a lot slower than I thought.
The foot seemed to be on the inside of the man's calf, and the man sat on the ground with a crooked figure. The man tried to raise his hand to shoot as soon as he fell to the ground, but I had already moved to see the guy as the fierce comrade mother ran to the side, and as soon as the guy tried to raise his hand, I pulled the trigger on him and fired two shots into the man's chest.
"Take them with you and leave!" I said as I quickly approached the guy.
"Keys." Christovic spoke.
"In the man, in him." Komova immediately looked at the guy, and after saying this, she looked back at her daughter next to her and said in a man-like tone: "Don't cry. Just know to cry. Wipe away your tears! It's useless! ”
Is this the biological mother? The tone and tone of my voice made me a little suspicious, and at the same time I suddenly remembered Milk's sister, the man's wife. I didn't dare to think about it, but quickly found the key on the guy on the ground and threw it directly to Christovich, but at that moment there was a fierce gunfire from downstairs.