Both of them were caught up in the memories, and Emmett was a little more relaxed than before, no longer tense up.

Compared with Bunker, he at least has a happy family.

In the black community, it is rare, and I am also lucky.

"Shh

Bunker whistled sharply, catching his attention.

The glass on the wooden door of the emergency exit in the distance revealed the face of an aborigine, and it flashed.

At this moment, fierce gunfire was heard from above.

The two of them glanced at each other, and Cheton had already begun to move, obviously trying to flank back and forth.

Footsteps rang out from behind, and Siobhan ran over as well.

Before Siobhan could get ready, the door was kicked open, and several Bones-Red Gang members rushed in with rifles.

Bunker pulled the trigger first, and the Remington shotgun in his hand spewed out tongues of fire.

"Bang."

The Red Bone Gang member at the head was shot in the body and fell backwards.

The rest of the people were undaunted and kept firing inside.

Emmett and Siobhan also fired back, and for a moment the bullets flew sideways and popped on the wooden box.

Bunker is fierce and the Red Bones are no worse.

But the Red Bone Gang was not familiar with the environment inside, and they were overturned in a few clicks.

Two other people reacted quickly, hid behind the wooden box, raised their AK rifles high above their heads, and began to shoot faith.

In the narrow passage of space, the Faith Shot has a miraculous effect.

The bullets kept flying, so Emmett couldn't lift his head, Bunker pumped the shotgun hard, turned over and stood up, bang, one shot.

The shotgun slammed into the wooden crate, breaking a small hole and snapping the plank and hitting the man behind it.

"Ahh

Screams rang out, and the man behind the wooden box rolled outside.

"Bang bang."

Siobhan hurriedly pulled the trigger, and several bullets instantly bit his body, and the man trembled a few times before stopping his movements.

There was also a man on the other side who was shooting indiscriminately, and Emmett also stood up, aiming at the arm holding AK.

"Ahh

Emmett let out a cry of pain and fell backwards.

"Click."

The sound of air strikes from the opposite side sounded, and the bullets ran out.

Siobhan seized the opportunity and rushed out a few meters.

Seeing the man's shaking head, she fired two shots in quick succession, and two clouds of blood mist rose up.

Siobhan quickly retreated again, hiding behind the wooden box, and pointed his gun firmly at the back door that had been opened, while shouting anxiously:

"Emmett, how are you?"

"I'm fine."

Emmett replied to her, coughing twice in pain, her sternum aching.

Bunker covered for Siobhan until she returned.

He glanced at Siobhan in admiration, then put the shotgun down and quickly walked to the side, grabbing Emmett and dragging him back.

Emmett hurriedly waved his hand and said profusely:

"Alright, I'm fine."

Bunker ignored it, dragging him out of the area of the firefight before stopping.

At the position of Emmett's chest, the clothes were pierced, and a warhead was embedded in the soft body armor, which was blocked by bulletproof inserts.

"You take a break."

Bunker made sure he was okay and quickly got up and ran back.

Seeing Bunker running back to pick up his shotgun, Siobhan asked anxiously:

"How's Emmett?"

"He's fine, the bullet was blocked by body armor."

Bunker's face was undaunted, but the sweat on his face showed his nervousness.

He had no protective gear on him, only a thin black vest with no protection at all.

Judging from the opponent's firepower, he will be finished with a random shot.

Thankfully, after all the people who rushed through the back door fell, no one continued to rush in.

After a crackling gunshot, there was no movement, and it was like a road to hell, and not everyone had the courage to charge death.

By this time, the gunfire above had stopped.

Siobhan turned around and shouted, "Alison, you go up there and take a look, be careful." ”

"Okay."

Allison's voice rang out, followed by footsteps leaving, and soon turned back in a hurry, with one more heavy footstep.

"Emmett, what's going on?"

Siobhan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it was Brock's voice.

The above can arrange people to come down, which proves that there is no problem.

Emmett was leaning against a wooden box when he saw Brock approaching, and he waved his hand: "I'm fine, just take a break." ”

Siobhan didn't look back, and asked anxiously:

"How's it going up there?"

"Kai Procott is dead."

A simple sentence shocked everyone at the scene, and Alison Medin next to him also opened her mouth wide.

"Why?"

Alison came back to her senses and quickly asked, "I mean, how did he die?" ”

Brock turned sideways, revealing the scratches on his face, which had stopped bleeding, but still looked terrifying, half of his face was dripping with blood.

"Cheton used the M60 machine gun, and I had a little more luck than Procott and his lawyer."

Seeing him like this, Allison took a step back uncontrollably.

Bunker and Siobhan looked at each other, their hearts aching.

I thought that the blow I had received was strong enough, but I didn't expect to use a machine gun on it.

"And how did you defend yourself?"

Allison didn't care about Procott's death at this time, and now it was important to save her life.

"Please."

Emmett grabbed Brock's hand and stood up: "The people who can fight the most in our police department are up there, and I have confidence in them." ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Brock lifted his belt:

"You and Siobhan come up with me and change places."

Emmett was stunned for a moment:

"Why?"

"Ethan and Hood decided to kill them through the back door, call for help, or just disperse them." Brock felt a tingle in his face as Alison wiped it on his face with a handkerchief.

Alison was excited: "Are the two of them crazy?" This is a suicidal act, they also have machine guns. ”

"Tap."

Brock bared his teeth: "The machine gun has been destroyed, the main thing is that our ammunition can't hold out for that long, something has to be done." ”

Knowing that now is not the time for nonsense, now that the sheriff has made a decision, they can only carry it out.

Siobhan nodded at Bunker, stowed up the AR15 and ran back.

Emmett rubbed his chest, slapped off the bullet, and hurriedly followed Brock.

Seeing them leave, Alison hurriedly grabbed her pistol and walked to the side of the passage, and now that there were only her and Bunker, as well as three civilians, she couldn't help but be a little nervous.

Bunker glanced at her and said in a deep voice:

"Take a deep breath, relax your shoulders, don't stretch too hard."

After taking a few deep breaths, Alison forced herself to relax: "Lift the vest and let me take a look." ”

"Huh?" Bunker looked at her puzzled.

Alison said with a blank face, "I'm the District Attorney. ”

"Yes, ma'am."

I don't know what this has to do with the district attorney, but Bunker pulls his vest high.

Seeing that most of the palm-sized swastika tattoos on it had been destroyed and turned into scars, Allison nodded:

"Now you have a little bit of my trust."

Bunker looked at the little bit that Alison pinched on his tail finger and reluctantly put down his clothes.

(End of chapter)