Chapter 392: The Flying Knife That Emerges

"Dada......"

"Dada......"

The two AK-47 automatic rifles in Luo Hao's hands fired at the same time, and the dense bullets swept towards the militants who were retreating downstairs, and all the ears were filled with the muffled sound of bullets entering the flesh and the wails of those militants who were hit by bullets.

Although Luo Hao clamped the butts of the two AK-47 automatic rifles in his hands with his arms and body, the strong recoil of the AK-47 automatic rifle still made the muzzle jump upwards uncontrollably.

But this is Luo Hao, who is someone else, operating two AK-47 automatic rifles with both hands, and it is estimated that the bullets have long been flown to which corner of Java. In the dark, under the reflection of the orange muzzle flame, Luo Hao's face became more and more cold.

Just a few seconds later, the two AK-47 automatic rifles in Luo Hao's hands almost unanimously made a soft sound of firing pins hitting the air.

The militants who had been beaten by a storm of bullets just now noticed that the gunfire on the stairs had stopped, and their faces suddenly showed joy.

"He's out of bullets! Let's go! The militants holding shotguns in their hands downstairs excitedly greeted their companions beside him.

The militants who rushed upstairs did not know that it was too early for them to rejoice, really too early.

Luo Hao threw the two AK-47 automatic rifles in his hand that had been emptied, and threw them at the militants who folded upstairs, and after smashing several militants down the stairs, he shook off the black ASP tactical baton with his left hand, and picked up the Remington M870-style shotgun with a sawn short barrel and butt from behind him with his right hand, and rushed towards the militants on the stairs with a sneer on his murderous face.

The Remington Type 870 shotgun is one of the four pump-action shotgun series in Remington, which was successfully developed by the Remington Arsenal in the fifties of the last century, and quickly became a popular weapon loved by Americans because of its compact structure, reliable performance, and reasonable price.

The Remington M870 shotgun is 1016 mm long and weighs 3. 6 kg, using 12-gauge lead bullet as standard ammunition, effective range of 40 meters, generally using oblique crosshairs, adjustable notched door-type mechanical sights, but later products are also equipped with optical sights. The Remington M870 shotgun is a close-quarters lethal weapon used by SWAT, the U.S. Marine Corps, and various special forces around the world.

The Remington M870 shotgun in Luo Hao's hand may have been sawed short by its owner for the sake of convenience and carrying, and the existing length of the entire gun is only two-thirds of the original length!

Although this will affect the stability of bullet firing, Luo Hao is in close combat at this moment and does not need accurate shooting, so the drawbacks of the Remington M870 shotgun in his hand because of the sawed barrel are naturally ignored by Luo Hao.

The black ASP tactical baton in his left hand swung towards the front door of a militant on his left, instantly breaking the bridge of his nose into a shattered fracture and knocking him to the ground. The shotgun in his right hand is aimed at a militant on the right who is trying to raise the gun against him, and then pulls the trigger.

"Bang!"

Twelve have a diameter of 18. The 51 mm lead bullet smashed the opponent's head with a black hood into a rotten watermelon on the spot, and the body that lost its head stood in place, spraying blood towards the ceiling.

Luo Hao kicked the slowly headless corpse away, slid his right hand holding the shotgun forward, held the sleeve under the barrel, and shook it hard, withdrawing the plastic cartridge case from the chamber and re-pushing a bullet.

And when Luo Hao loaded the shotgun in his right hand, he grasped the tactical baton with a strong current in his left hand, and stabbed it straight in the abdomen of the militant facing him, and the high-voltage current of 240V instantly stunned the opponent to the ground.

"Roar!"

Luo Hao, who exuded endless murderous aura all over his body, roared, and after overturning the two militants again with the ASP tactical baton, he used the shotgun in his right hand to launch a fatal attack on the militants who were killed by himself.

In close combat, a frontal attack from a shotgun is a 100% lethal rate, and even body armor will not help.

Just as Luo Hao was about to turn into a ghost in the night again and kill all directions, fierce gunfire suddenly sounded from the floor above his head.

"Damn, oversight!" Hearing the gunshots coming from upstairs, Luo Hao secretly scolded himself in his heart. Guarding a staircase by yourself, of course, you can use the narrow staircase to fend off a large number of militants, but how can the entire building be more than a staircase?!

There are so many people on the other side, so naturally they can divide the troops into several ways upstairs! In this case, it has become pointless to continue to drag these militants in front of you here.

Luo Hao, who figured out this section, did not hesitate, and threw the ASP tactical baton on the left and right at the head of a militant, and after smashing the other party to the ground, he used the shotgun in his hand to force the militants who took advantage of the situation to retreat, turned around and ran towards the floor where the operating room was located. While running, pick up a shotgun from the ground and hold it in your hand.

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Outside the operating room, although Zhou Bai, Carlos and others tried their best to fight back, it was still too reluctant to rely only on the pistols in their hands to fight against the militants with heavy firepower in the corridor.

"Hold on a little longer, I've already informed the Boss, he's bringing someone over now!" Carlos, leaning against the wall, yelled at several of the men in Tactical Group B.

"Hopefully, we'll make it until Boss Chang's support arrives." Xu Xudong said with a wry smile after replacing the magazine of the M9A1 pistol in his hand.

"Close your crow's mouth and tease Xu Xudong!"

Situ Kong, who had three scalpels between his left and right hands and fingers, glared at Xu Xudong angrily, and said to a few people around him: "Cover me!" ”

"Be careful!" Zhou Bai, who was holding two pistols in his hands, said a word of advice to Situ Kong, and the pistols in both hands suddenly poked out and fired continuously at several militants in the corridor, providing Situ Kong with a short fire cover.

And Situ Kong also seized this opportunity and rushed towards the few militants standing in the corridor with heavy firepower in their hands!

At this moment, Situ Kong let these militants understand the Sinnoh of Chinese martial arts. Situ Kong, who was running with his breath, exerted a faster speed than Zhou Bai and them were running at full speed, and the weapons in the hands of those militants could not lock on and aim at Situ Kong, whose figure flickered.

Situ kicked on the wall of the corridor, and with the power of the pedal, the whole person jumped high. The condescending Situ Kong threw out six scalpels sandwiched between the fingers of his hands towards the militants in the corridor who were still in a state of astonishment!