Chapter 2: Private Work

"The introducer here said that after the Lannathai police received the report, the regular police speed was about 10 minutes, and if it was a shooting, it was usually about 20 minutes, and I didn't want to have a conflict with the Lannathai police, so our action time was only 10 minutes."

The donkey blew a hooligan whistle, "The bigger the case, the slower, I like the style of the Lannathai police." ”

"Check the weapon." As soon as the golden retriever's voice fell, it was filled with the sound of Caracalla pulling the bolt.

The Golden Retriever is holding an AKS-74U, and to be honest, the weapon is not commonly used on weekdays, and it is not easy for everyone.

"I hate this, is this rust serious? And the pit in the butt, which reminds me of the woman I saw yesterday, damn it, completely incomprehensible, women also fucking counterfeit products! The donkey complained again, "The bullets are all different, and I only have 3 magazines." ”

The donkey uses AKM, the bullet is a 7.62 M43 intermediate bullet, the Golden Retriever's AKS-74U uses a 5.45 M74 bullet, and the Bayonet uses a Remington M870, which cannot be used at all.

Of course, a squad of three types of bullets is actually normal.

"What kind of bullet is this bullet of yours?" The short, stout bayonet asked curiously, "That woman promised you, and I also saw you go drinking, so how did you find out in the end?" ”

The donkey's expression was extremely painful, and the honest bayonet always calmed the donkey.

The poet, who was driving, suddenly said in an aria: "Half of your hidden love escapes in terror, and the other half remains in your body, doing the deepest dying struggle." ”

Poof, hahaha, there was a burst of laughter in the car, only the donkey looked loveless with a black face.

The golden retriever replied without raising his head: "Okay, don't ask too much for private work, it's just a group of drug criminals, and it's not for you to deal with Ace." ”

This is not an official mission sent by the company, and it is impossible to borrow the company's logistics support system, and the weapons are all second-hand goods provided by local introducers, so they must be carefully checked again.

There are not many things that need to be checked, only the main weapon and secondary weapon are a few pistols, and there is only so much that the middleman can provide, and there are no other body armor, grenades, shock grenades, night vision devices and other suitable for CQB operations.

The intermediary is not an arms dealer and does not have the ability.

After 5 minutes, GL8 started again.

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Wang Zhen held the scabbard of the fish-killing knife in one hand, sat in the driver's seat with the other, waved his hand at his cousin, and closed the car door, "I'll go." ”

Start, pull the handbrake, step on the clutch, gear up, throttle a little, and the broken bread will run out.

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GL8 approached the gate of the villa, the golden retriever left the seat, and was about to open the door and rush down, only to find that the big black iron door in front of the villa automatically opened to both sides.

"Mommy Fake, what's the matter?" The donkey looked at the open door in amazement, and his mind was full of images of dozens of gunmen in ambush in the villa waiting for them to rush in.

"Isn't it good for them to open the door on their own?" The bayonet asked subconsciously.

"You idiot!" The donkey cursed.

"Don't talk nonsense, rush!" The golden retriever shouted with a cold face.

After giving the order, no one hesitated, and the poet who was driving the car entered the villa with one foot on the accelerator, and before the car could stop, the door was opened, and the co-pilot's donkey rushed to the first, followed by a golden retriever and a bayonet.

The three of them rushed to the door in a triangular formation, and the bayonet raised the Remington M870 and aimed it at the door lock.

With a 'bang' the lock was smashed and the bayonet kicked the door open, he strode diagonally towards the right side of the door, and Remington pulled the trigger directly at a guy who looked back in shock.

"Boom!"

The guy who received 9 shots of lead bullet in his face on the front seemed to have been hit by a truck, his feet were off the ground, his body was suspended and bowed up and fell heavily to the ground, one of the lead bullets hit straight in the face, and the lead bullets began to deform when they touched the cheek bones, and the cheekbones that had withstood all the kinetic energy were shattered into a large hole, and the broken bone stubble mixed with the deformed lead bullets were all poured into the head, stirring up the brain.

The man fell to the ground, and the remnants of the nervous response caused the corpse to twitch a few times before it stopped.

At the same time as the bayonet jumped in, the donkey bent down and flashed in with his shoulder against the door, and the muzzle of the AKM quickly aimed to the left, aiming at the two guys who were stunned by the sudden change, and came with two short shots, dada, dada.

The power of the 7.62mm intermediate bullet was a bit excessive on an unarmored target at close range, and the bullet pierced through the human body with a trace of blood into the wall with a clanging sound.

The moment the donkey fired, the golden retriever suddenly took half a step and squatted at the door, and the AKS-74U in his hand shot at a guy who was about to get up from the sofa in the frontal shooting range, and after hitting the person back on the sofa again, he jumped into the hall with his feet on the ground.

It's slow to say, in fact, from kicking open the door to the golden retriever jumping in, it's only a second before and after, and they have been trained hundreds of thousands of times, and this set of standard CQB entrance actions are engraved in the bones of several people, which is completely an instinct, and there will be no mistakes.

The trio formed a combat team, the Golden Retriever hit the front, the bayonet and the donkey protected his flank, and after quickly moving the muzzle around the hall and finding that there was no standing, the Golden Retriever rushed towards the bedroom and café on the inner side of the first floor with the gun in hand.

The donkey walked to the kitchen and shot the two men who had not yet died with bullets, and pointed the bayonet on the other side in the direction of the staircase and the bathroom.

The other two members of the squad rushed up after him, and the two formed a battle triangle behind the bayonet and walked towards the stairs on the second floor.

One person leaned on the right side of the stairs, the muzzle of the gun pointed diagonally at the second floor, the poet turned and squatted down while rushing up a step sideways, the muzzle of the gun was raised and aimed at the second floor, and the trigger was directly pulled to suppress the fire.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the bayonet cat rushed to the corner platform of the staircase in three steps, and the two people behind him immediately rushed up, and before they could climb to the second floor, they saw three panicked people who had just reacted and pulled out their pistols in a panic.

Without waiting for the three people to point their guns over, the poet opened fire directly, 'Da Da', and the trigger was pulled directly to the bottom and the three of them were swept over.

The other person who was half a step behind didn't look at the three of them, and one of them strode to the second floor, and the muzzle of the gun quickly swung from side to side to observe whether there were any enemies rushing out of the bedrooms and guest rooms on both sides.

Three drug offenders were swept down, bayonets rushed up, one guarded the stairs leading to the third floor, and two began to clean the second-story house, one left and one right.

The people of the scythe squad are raids, and they are too professional, from opening the door with a bayonet to rushing to the second floor, it takes only 10 seconds before and after, which highlights a specialty.

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PS: A newcomer and a new book, the first time I went on the road to write a book, I was very apprehensive in my heart...... Ask for collections, ask for recommendations, ask for monthly passes, ask for rewards, ask for everything.

It's true that I'm worried, as we all know, fireworks are on the blacklist, and they are the kind that must be strictly guarded against them, but this time, Fireworks swears that they have really changed their ways!

The protagonist is really a good person!