Chapter 37: The Hunt
Leon followed Patrick all the way to the mafia family's estate, parked the car in front of the trail entrance, and jumped into the treetops alone, hiding in the shadows for Patrick to get out of the car.
Aim, shoot, hit, the whole process is smooth, gear-like and precise, and there is no deviation or mistake.
Like a bitterly cold river overhead, Patrick lost control of his body and staggered forward uncontrollably
Two steps, and finally fell weakly, and the brown pupils lost their luster like the five beauty elements of a frustrated painter on the street.
The panic crept in, and in the passenger seat of the helicopter hovering in mid-air, the observer with transparent windproof goggles suddenly realized something, and controlled the searchlight to sweep the dense green forest below.
The helicopter was the first generation of specialized helicopter gunships developed by the Soviet Union's Miri Design Bureau, known as the M-24, while its NATO code name may be better known as Hind.
Hind helicopter gunship began to be developed at the end of the 60s of the last century, to equip the troops in the 70s, is the most advanced concept of armed helicopters at that time, has been exported to Afghanistan, Vietnam, Algeria, Angola, Cuba, India and other more than 30 countries, participated in the Afghan war, Iran-Iraq war, even if there are still countries to this day, is a reliable weapon that has been tested by war.
This hind is an unarmed castrated version that Richard Sapa bought back at a foreign air show a few years ago for "collection", but Richard used his extensive connections to smuggle prohibited weapons such as GUV-8700 machine guns and S-5 rocket launchers back to Gotham from other countries in batches, and assembled them at his own estate.
The pale beam of light projected by the hind helicopter illuminated the scene, and Leon put his pistol back into his waist, his latex-gloved palm pressed against the rough bark and slowly descended, and a few rabbits ducked out of the searchlight and returned to a dark corner.
The gangsters watched their compatriots die at gunpoint, and then quickly picked up their guns and swept them into the darkness, the flames shining brightly, and a volley of bullets crashed in vain on the gravel path.
"What's that?!"
The gunmen looked at each other, and in their sight, they only saw a black shadow that seemed to be inhuman and invisible from a distance, and they only felt a cold air rising from the soles of their feet, stinging their senses.
Leon took a long breath and took a ghostly shape, silently walking through the woods, speeding close to the array of gunners.
"Thermal imager!"
The helicopter observer patted his head, took out a plastic box from his feet, opened the box and took out the thermal imaging telescope inside.
The infrared detector works together with the optical imaging objective to reflect the infrared radiation energy distribution pattern of the dense forest below to the photosensitive element, which is finally converted from an electrical signal into a visible image.
In the narrow display, the thermal imaging of the dense forest was unobstructed, and the observer's pupils suddenly contracted, and he picked up the walkie-talkie on his waist and shouted: "Be careful, he's coming towards you!" ”
It's too late to be reminded.
Leon shot out from the shadow of the longing tree, pulled out two Glock 19 bullets and poured them into the crowd, and in an instant, the gunshots rang out in a string, blooming countless scarlet blood flowers.
In the United States, Parabellum 9mm pistol cartridges can be sold on the shelves of large shopping malls like shampoo, soap and other daily necessities, and the price is quite affordable, you can buy a box of 50 rounds for more than ten dollars, and the price can be lower if it is a miscellaneous brand, and if it is in a flea market, it is even possible to buy a full hundred rounds at the price of 3.99 US dollars for cabbage, of course, it is an old bullet produced ten or twenty years ago.
Ironically, copper-shelled bullets can ruthlessly and brutally cut flesh and skin, and their efficiency is far better than the swords, guns, and halberds that people have used for thousands of years, but the price is so low.
After a breath, the two Glock 19's fifteen-round magazines were empty, and Leon threw his pistol into the air, drawing a sharp axe from his waist and slashing at the enemy.
In his sight, these gangsters are like headless flies, unorganized and undisciplined, and they don't know how to immediately weave the axis of fire when they encounter an attack, the firepower covers the sector and the area of responsibility, there is no preparatory plan and emergency response plan, there is no evacuation route and alternate attack position, and they can't even report the enemy's axis of fire and the firing boundary to the action captain in order, and then the captain will analyze and decide to suppress the firepower according to the personnel report.
The throat that brewed the screams was sharply slit, and the finger that pulled the trigger was shattered by the handle of the axe, in the final analysis, these people are just gangsters who bully the weak and fear the hard, dealing with those urban civilians who have no ability to resist all day long, sucking the flesh and blood of modern society like maggots, how can this kind of scum scum expect them to have extremely high combat qualities?
Gotham's so-called Italian mafia, Russian gangsters, look extremely vicious, grinding their teeth and sucking blood, in fact, they are a bunch of waste, and they really want to fight, not to mention the elite special operations team that came down from the fierce battlefield, it is the S.W.A.T special police of the Gotham Police Department, and they can easily torture and kill them after letting go of the shackles.
Even, Leon felt that 100 mafia thugs might not be able to outperform 50 rural Texas rednecks under the same conditions, and their combat effectiveness might be on par with those in black Africa, who regarded the rifle as a "voodoo weapon blessed with the deadly curse of whites" - this is true, and many low- and middle-level warlords in black Africa have until now considered the rifle to be a witchcraft of white shamans......
The raincoat that Leon was wearing was covered with blood, but now it was covered in scarlet again, and the pitch-black face covering his face was eerie and silent, and the hollow eye sockets were deep and immense, like a tunnel leading to the netherworld.
The weak counterattack of the mafia gunner was not taken into account by Leon, and the moment he pulled the trigger from the enemy's finger, he could roughly estimate the opponent's shooting angle, and he could dodge the enemy's random fire with a slight tossing and shifting - these thugs only knew how to aim roughly and then shoot the bullets in one go, and they didn't care whether they could hit people or not.
This kind of rough tactic of relying on a large number of people may be effective in the usual street fires, but it is useless in front of Li Ang, who is one position ahead of them in terms of dynamic vision and body coordination.
When the two Glock 19 pistols fell from mid-air and fell back into Leon's hands with unmistakable accuracy, all the gunners fell to the ground.
Expressionlessly, Leon unloaded his pistol magazine, reloaded, and bent down to wipe the blood from the armor-piercing knife and hand axe with the collar of a wretched creature that was not yet dead.
The pilot of the helicopter hovering in the sky was completely stunned, and it was not until Leon raised his head and looked directly at the searchlight with a strange face that he suddenly realized and roared sharply to the rear: "Machine gun ready!" ”