Chapter 65: I'm a Little Fierce (Happy Saturday)

The first time the gunshots rang out.

Dean yelled at Harry, "Harry, get out of the car!" ”

The police car is not a bulletproof car, only the door is reinforced with steel plates.

In a shootout, the police usually put the front of the car on the side of the danger area, leaning on the engine or wheel hub as a cover to counterattack.

Harry was no slower than Dean in his reaction.

Both of them hid on the side of the car at the same time, avoiding the frontal attack of enemy bullets.

Almost at the same time.

The sound of glass shattering was heard.

The poor police car creaked helplessly and shattered.

The enemy has set fire to the police car!

Dean's face changed.

Listen to the sound.

The enemy was in front, at least more than four people.

There is no shelter around.

That's when it happened.

Amid the heavy gunfire, Marago's shouts to retreat were heard.

Dean rolled his eyes.

Even with Marago's cover, it is now easy to get hit by a dense stream of bullets when you get into the car.

However, Marago's actions made Dean feel much better about him.

Marago's mouth stinks.

But when it comes to things, there is no ambiguity at all.

Harry encountered this kind of scene for the first time and looked terrified: "FK, Dean, do you want to run, we don't even have a gun now." ”

"Running away now is a target!" Dean glanced around, exhaled a fiery breath, and said with a little excitement: "The enemy is not far away, I'll find a way to kill them!" ”

The divergence of alcohol, the stimulation of gunshots.

Dean felt his adrenaline rush all over his body, and his intense excitement continued to pound at the tyranny he had been suppressing.

He pushed Harry out of the way, climbed under the car to Marago's side, and grabbed the pistol at his waist.

The waist was touched.

Marago turned his head to look and saw that it was Dean, and his red old face flashed with anger: "Hurry up and get out of here with that nigger, I don't want to be complained about not protecting you after I die, and lose the face of the Texans!" ”

Dean ignored him and quickly checked the pistol in his hand.

This is Harry's favorite M629 revolver, which has a six-round load and a thick barrel, and uses 11.176 mm high-power Magnum pistol rounds, which, once hit, can either kill or be crippled.

Pistol mastery.

The various performance characteristics of this revolver kept coming to Dean's mind.

But at the time of two or three breaths.

Dean felt that this revolver seemed to be an extension of his palm, and he knew everything about it, and there was a false illusion that people and guns were one.

Click~

Enemy bullets are constantly covering and getting closer.

The other party is suppressing and approaching!

Listen to the bullets.

Dean calculated the frequency of their reloads, wiped the dust from his face, and yelled at Marago, "In five seconds, suppress with all your firepower, trust me!" ”

After saying that, he squirmed like a worm to the other side.

"Maniac!"

Marago, guessing what Dean was going to do, and after scolding the madman, calculated the time, and without the slightest hesitation, risked being shot, got up and pulled the trigger on the other man.

Almost at the same time.

Dean jumped to his feet, like a cheetah, and rushed to the other side of the road.

This changes suddenly.

Caught the attacking gunmen a little off guard.

Dean chose a tricky angle.

The gunners facing Dean's direction were reloading, and several others were suppressed by Malago's fear of death and shrank to the ground in fright.

"Someone's coming!"

"FK, he's too fast!"

The gunman opposite Dean hurriedly inserted the new magazine, ready to pull the bolt and load it.

He's too amateurish.

Modern semi-automatic rifles, as long as they do not run out of bullets and replace the magazine, do not need to reload the bolt at all.

That's the delay.

Dean had already rushed out of more than forty meters, enveloping several enemy attackers within fifty meters, and raised the revolver in his hand without hesitation.

"Die!" , the gunman in Dean's direction, finally pulled the bolt and pointed the rifle at Dean.

He didn't believe that someone could hit himself with a single shot while running at a high speed!

The next moment.

Bang~

A ball of fireworks roared out from the heavy barrel of the revolver.

The gunman, who had just stood up, burst his head like a watermelon, and the huge impact made him lean back heavily, driving the pulled rifle to shoot indiscriminately overhead...

"Jimmy!!

The gunman's companions, only then did they react.

Didn't wait for them to make a move.

The muscles in Dean's legs swelled and he leaped to his feet, bringing the three gunners lying on the ground not far away into the field of vision.

Without the slightest hesitation.

The revolver roared.

Three bolts of flame erupted in mid-air.

The battlefield is quiet...

Distance.

Malago's fingers clenched the trigger of the M4, which had run out of bullets, his mouth wide open, and his eyes glazed over as he landed on the ground.

FK。

Am I hallucinating?

Just a few seconds.

It was as if he had seen God coming.

"This shot is a bit powerful." Dean gasped and shook his wrist with some tingling.

Take a break.

He just followed the example of a western cowboy in the movie, turned the revolver, and blew down the muzzle of the gun.

The sense of ritual is indispensable.

Put it away and grab it.

Looking at the four rotten watermelons that burst on the ground, Dean himself was a little surprised: "I'm a little fierce." ”

He never thought that he was so awesome now!

Run and jump down.

Four shots, four headshots.

Powerful core strength, ultra-fast reflexes, and pistol mastery like a human gun.

All three are indispensable.

For the first time, Dean saw the horror of his own after the 'strong constitution' and the 'pistol mastery'!

"It's just that the stamina is a little worse." , Dean felt his heart that was still beating violently, and shook his head: "Under the full force of the explosion, it is a little difficult to rush out of a hundred meters." ”

Dean's stamina, among ordinary people of the same age, is already excellent.

But the rest of his configuration is a bit over-the-top.

The burst pays attention to the energy provided after squeezing the flesh for a moment.

It's like a person who has a salary of 6,000 yuan a month, but if you want him to take out 2,000 yuan immediately, it may be difficult.

Dean is like that now.

Endurance has become his shortcoming.

He realized that if he wanted to maintain a state of full burst for a long time in the future, he would have to raise the upper limit of his stamina after that!

Distance.

Hear the movement disappear.

Harry, with an anxious face, had the courage to poke his head out of the car.

I was stunned when I saw it.

How could Dean be across the road?

Marago, the old guy, is even more like a sculpture, holding the M4 and stepping on the edge of the road, quite fierce and not afraid of death to shoot in a motionless manner.

Harry realized that the battle was over, and said timidly, "What is the situation now?" ”

His words woke up Marago, who was in a state of dementia.

He exhaled a breath of wine and said solemnly to Harry, the, "The battle is over, your companion... Very strong. ”

After saying that, he seemed to feel that his description was not precise enough, and added: "Very, very strong... It's so strong that I want to marry my daughter to him now! ”

Harry:???

The other side.

After Dean's heart was calming, he picked up the rifle on the ground and stared at the sunken terrain not far away.

Killed four gunmen.

But no information came from the panel.

Explain that there are still enemies!