"We're here." Jack slowed his speed and looked out the window, barely making out the house number in the dim streetlights through the thin rain curtain.

"Are you sure it's here?" Emily looked at the two white marble columns facing the street, and was a little puzzled, this house looked quite magnificent, but it was pitch black inside, and the corridor lights were not on, not like someone was at home.

"So unfortunate?" Jack was a little depressed, the two patronized and chatted on the way, no one thought to call first to confirm, but no one happened to be at home?

"Let's go down and have a look." Emily sighed and released her seatbelt.

Jack had already opened the car door and was about to get out of the car, when he suddenly had a palpitation in his heart for no reason, and when he looked up, he saw that the door of the house was slammed open, and a white mask suddenly appeared from the darkness.

"Emily get down!" Jack yelled, and retracted his left leg, which was almost as long as it was sticking out of the car door.

His warning did not fall, "Suddenly! Suddenly! Suddenly! Bullets rained down on the doors and windows of the cab.

"When! While! While! ”

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ”

The bulletproof steel doors splashed sparks, and the bulletproof glass successfully blocked the incoming bullets, which were never penetrated despite cracking into terrifying webs.

Emily's reaction was also quick, perhaps because she had rehearsed various attack scenarios countless times in her mind during this time.

The moment the gun rang out, she leaned back and folded down the seat, climbed to the back seat, gave up the passenger space, and then pulled open the gun case that had been sitting on the back seat, took out one of the Noveske N4s, inserted the magazine and handed it to Jack.

At the same time, Jack had turned from the driver's seat to the passenger seat, and the gunfire outside became more and more intense, from one AR assault rifle at the beginning to four, then to six.

The gunfire continued, and six suspects in white masks stood at the gate, raining bullets on Jack's "mammoth" with impunity.

"Get out of the car!" As Jack screamed, he had already opened the passenger door and rolled out of the car, then got up and leaned back against the front wheels, and for a moment, only to hear the bullets whizzing overhead, and the sound of gunfire and bullets hitting the car was deafening.

Emily also carried another Noveske N4, climbed out of the rear door, and squatted next to Jack, the front and rear doors of the "Mammoth" have been bulletproof, but the chassis is too high, only with the cover of the wheels, can ensure that it will not be hit by stray bullets that bounce off the road.

Jack has never been the master of just being beaten and not fighting back, listening to the sound of the car being ravaged by bullets and the tires leaking, his heart is dripping blood, and his anger is rising, this is a new car that has been driven less than 3000 kilometers.

The gunfire continued, but the direction from which the gunfire came from changed, apparently someone wanted to go around to the side and could not wait any longer, and the other side's fire continued non-stop, either a veteran or a high-capacity drum, or both.

Jack takes a stun bomb from Emily, and the two exchange a look, pulling the tab and throwing it across the street, then closing his eyes and ears.

"Bang! Boom! ”

The loud sound and blinding flashes exploded, and the gunfire stopped abruptly, and the distance was so close that even with her back to the explosion point and her ears blocked, Emily felt like she had been hit with a hammer.

Jack didn't seem to be aware of it, and almost the next second after the explosion sounded, he was already half-crouched up and put the Noveske N4 in his hand on the hood of the "Mammoth".

"Click!"

"Click!"

Two quick short shots in a row knocked the two gunmen who had moved to the center of the street to the ground in a daze.

"Tubu!"

"Tubu!"

The gunfire of the AR-series assault rifle rang out again, forcing Jack back into place.

The other side was also very experienced, and two of the remaining four were still unsteady on their feet, but the other two were holding back the feeling of vertigo, bending down to try to find cover, while pulling the trigger on Jack repeatedly.

However, at this moment, a tongue of fire erupted from under the high chassis of the "Mammoth", and Emily fell directly to the ground without a possible stray bullet, sweeping a magazine directly from the bottom of the car across the street.

Screams rang out from the other side, followed by someone shouting, "Move! Move！ ”

"Reload!" Emily, who had finished firing a 20-round magazine, rolled over, ducked behind the front wheel, and pulled out a magazine to replace it.

Almost at the same time, a sharp tire burning sound was heard from the corner of the street, and a box truck appeared at the intersection a few dozen meters away.

Jack reappeared, but he was already in the direction of the front of the "Mammoth", he pressed close to the headlights, shot in a standard kneeling position, and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

Emily's shot from under the car hit a gunman in the shin, who fell to the ground wailing, while one of his companions held a gun in one hand and stretched out the other hand to drag him away, but both were hit by Jack, who suddenly reappeared.

"Ammo!" Jack roared, emptying the remaining bullets from the magazine, and the rain fell on the barrel of the gun with a sizzling sound that turned into wisps of steam.

When he retracted again, there were only the last two people left.

But the fire on the opposite side was still fierce, and the remaining two gunmen did not flee in a panic, but used very standard tactical moves, alternating cover and retreating.

Jack took the magazine thrown by Emily and reloaded it, but he didn't dare to show his head casually, and his shooting angle was completely blocked.

There were also two cars parked across the street, and from the beginning of the shootout, the sirens of "wow wow woo" did not stop, and the two gunmen took advantage of the cover of these two cars to fight and retreat in the direction of the receiving vehicle.

"Lauren Reynolds! We'll see you again soon! Suddenly, there was a roar of anger across the street.

Jack tried to look down again, but was swept back by a precise point shot, and Emily couldn't hold back as she saw the other party getting closer and closer to the receiving vehicle.

"Don't be impulsive!" Jack grabbed Emily, who wanted to chase her out, and dragged her back.

Suddenly, the two of them were wearing only soft body armor, and without additional ceramic inserts, they could not stop the 5.56mm bullets of the AR automatic rifle.

The remaining two gunners are not bad at marksmanship, and they cooperate tacitly, in this misty ghost weather, unless there is an airdrop for him to pick up Barrett, Jack can't do anything about them.

The six AR-15s are all equipped with 50 rounds of high-capacity drums, and they can survive this wave of bullets and successfully kill four people, which is all thanks to the opponent's light enemy.

No one would have thought that Jack's big pickup truck was a bulletproof car that had been strictly modified, and if it was the Sabo class that the FBI often opened, Emily couldn't say, but Jack must have been covered in holes, and then he was ready to perform a resurrection miracle.

A "squeak" scream rang out, accompanied by the sound of a siren in the distance, and the tires of the box pickup truck rubbed against the slippery road, emitting a wisp of green smoke and disappearing into the rain.

"Are you alright?"

Seeing that Emily seemed to be drained of her life in an instant, leaning weakly on the body of the "mammoth", slumped in a puddle on the side of the road, Jack thought that she had been injured in the battle just now, and quickly opened her body armor and checked her whole body.

Emily was expressionless, like a rag doll without consciousness, and let Jack fiddle with it, and the heavy rain fell, wetting her hair and running down her cheeks, making it impossible to tell whether it was rain or tears for a while.

(End of chapter)