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The first shot hit the left target in the back shoulder, and then pulled the trigger, the second shot hit his waist, so the vision turned slightly to the right, and the other target was turning his head, and he couldn't guess what kind of face was behind the ugly and hideous mask, he was raising the gun, so the third shot went off, all this happened too briefly, both hands subconsciously stopped the muzzle from jumping up, thinking that it should hit the chest that he turned around, but the trajectory flew straight to the mask, and after clearly watching the head wearing the mask tremble, he slowly leaned back, and the fourth bullet continued to be discharged, Hitting the fallen shoulder, the vision reverts slightly to the left, and a fifth bullet is fired at the first target that has already fallen to the ground. The bullet casings scurried up and down in the field of vision, and the sound of landing was exceptionally crisp.

Completely ignoring the shouting of someone on the other side of the house, the vision was forward, and then immediately turned left, walking in the back alley of the house more than three meters wide, not ten steps, twenty meters away from the corner of the front suddenly ran out of the figure, the trigger instinct was pulled again, and the footsteps did not stop.

The sixth bullet came out of the chamber, and the target was staggering, which was not a shot, but a panic fall; The seventh bullet casing came out of view, the fallen target was shot, the eighth shot rang out, obviously hitting the target's leg, and was about to fire at him for the ninth time, a figure in a sharp stop was exposed around the corner, half of the leg and half of the arm were half of the mask face, so he had to lean against the wall on the right, and at the same time sharply turned the muzzle, the ninth bullet hit the corner wall brick in front of him, and even heard the ricocheting sound, and the half of the figure flashed back to the corner.

Without stopping, without retreating, he moved sideways to the left to lean against the left wall of the alleyway, still moving forward, the muzzle of the gun was pointed back at the fallen target, firing the tenth shot, the eleventh robbery.

A hand stretched out from the corner in front of him, and a box cannon in his hand, the target that had retracted into the corner began to shoot blindly into the alleyway.

There was nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide, only to count on his good memory, to count on his strong muscle control, and then listen to the bullets whistling over his right ear again and again, and continue walking, turning the crosshair in his field of vision towards the gunman who was sticking out of the corner, and fifteenth, fifteenth, and between the debris flew out, the gunman retracted, and he was afraid of losing his hand, so he would lose his life.

……

At the time of the incident, the Peking Opera "Lock Five Dragons" was being staged on the stage, and he played Shan Xiongxin, with a big blue flower face, and he was particularly beautiful, so the expression on his face couldn't be seen at all, just stunned.

Small shoes and small ponytail padded jackets, small face and big eyes, now there is an extra gun in his hand, the swarthy muzzle is really big enough, the same as the muzzle of the machine gun next to him, what day is today? Everything is unreal, Dahua Face even pinched herself in front of her, it hurts, it's not a dream.

"You...... Are you sure you know what you're holding in your hand? ”

"Big-eyed masturbator. You haven't seen it? "She's calm, she's not nervous.

"I wondered! Gee...... You're a little one...... Can you also fall into the grass? ”

"Let me tell you, my aunt and grandmother, I am from the Kongzhuang Special Operations Company!"

"Oh, I'll go...... The front yard is the Kongzhuang Special Combat Company, and the backyard is also the Kongzhuang Special Combat Company, and you are the Kongzhuang Special Combat Company...... I'm very curious, what happened to your Kongzhuang Special Combat Company? Infighting? ”

"We ...... Bah! They deserve it too! Ay! It's useless for you to talk less, don't you hear what's going on outside? Hurry up and climb out of that window, my hands are sore, and I don't have time to point a gun at you! ”

"Do you know how dangerous guns can be? I advise you to ......"

The guns rang out, and the sound was deafening in the room.

Poof's knees touched the ground heavily, Dahua knelt down, lowered his head in a daze, but couldn't find the wound, so he lost his mind: "You...... Where's the beating me? Where's the hit? I shouldn't play Shan Xiongxin...... Shan Xiongxin didn't have a chance to meet Second Brother Qin......"

Her little voice suddenly became an octave of impatience: "Hurry up and get out!" ”

Lu Hang's M1932 loaded the second long magazine, he stopped in the corner, standing next to the corpse of the fourth masked man, the kitchen was not far away, but he did not continue forward, not because of the sound of reinforcements in front of him, but because of the gunshot just heard.

Tossing until now, there are shell gunshots everywhere, but the gunshot is different, nine times out of ten it is the girl's big-eyed masturbator!

A girl who eats rice, as long as she is low-key, should not be the target of attention, why did she shoot?

The excitement of adrenaline disappeared in an instant, the desire for the goal was completely gone, and the plan was changed directly to looking for the girl, and it didn't hurt to fall short, turn around and hurry, to get rid of it, to go in the direction of that particular gunshot.

The masked leader was wondering in the front yard, the battle with the masked man had stopped, why was there another burst of gunfire in the backyard? He also heard the last strange gunshot, it was not a shell gunshot, it sounded louder and heavier than the shell gunshot, but he didn't care about that, desperate to judge the situation of those masked people in the backyard.

A masked man approached him: "Platoon commander, something must have happened in the backyard!" ”

The leader of the masked man raised his foot and kicked: "I told you to call the big brother, and also called the platoon commander!" ...... not a long memory"

"Uh...... Big brother, I guess it may be the Lin family nursing home that slipped through the net to do it with them, this opportunity can't be released, how about I take someone to copy it? ”

"You're finally smarter!"

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Next to the open wooden box, there was the imitation Thompson M1921 submachine gun, the combination of metal mechanism and wooden grip butt was ugly in the light, ugly and heavy, ugly and dangerous and arrogant.

Originally, the little girl was a little arm and leg, and she also put her steps extremely small, almost moving towards the submachine gun little by little, her eyes were so innocent, so clear, revealing love at first sight, without blinking.

This immoral thing is in love again, she used to fall in love with a gas mask, she used to fall in love with a bicycle, I don't know ...... Is it considered a big rob? After all, it was the first time she had fallen in love with a gun. She had used many guns, and she loved them, but she had never fallen in love with a gun before.

Quietly came to the wooden box, in the wooden box there were two fifty-round drums, two catalpa ten-round magazines, and there was a layer of bullets scattered at the bottom of the box, yellow and golden in her eyes. She was born with a bullet in her mouth, and by just one glance, she knew that it was a bullet of four or five calibers, exactly the same as that used by her big-eyed masturbator; With just one glance, it was estimated that there were more than 300 bullets scattered under the box.

The oil burden fell to the ground, wiped and wiped her two little hands on the flower jacket she was wearing, and the moment she picked up the submachine gun, she was even shy, like a lady, faintly with a kind of childish beauty that was overflowing!

I believe that this gun is also in love with her, and when this submachine gun is in her arms, it seems that all the metal lines look soft, and it is so docile that it no longer looks like a berserk weapon. If the gun really has life, then the gun must be happy.

I didn't need to have a bag of oil, so I temporarily turned out a cloth shoulder pocket in the house, stuffed a drum into it, loaded two magazines, and then put the remaining scattered bullets in one go. The submachine gun with a full drum is about eleven or twelve pounds heavy, and this thing doesn't have a strap, the little girl is holding the handle of the gun and carrying it with one hand, the muzzle of the gun is about to touch the ground, the image is quite arrogant, but it feels heavy, her small body is not suitable, so she simply carries the gun crookedly on her shoulder, which is much more comfortable.

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