Outside the gun fair, gunshots erupted.

Lao Mei is already sensitive to this kind of voice, and the vast majority of people who come to the exhibition have been exposed to firearms.

The sound of the gunshot can be described as a memory engraved into the DNA.

The scene suddenly exclaimed and screamed.

Civilians running for their lives were everywhere, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Burgess was slowly moving the car when the sudden sound of gunfire made her and Atwater feel excited.

Hearing Hank's order, Atwater turned on the police lights, and Burgess quickly stepped on the accelerator.

As soon as I approached the front door of the exhibition center, I saw several people hiding behind the vehicle.

They were all armed with pistols and were firing in the other direction, causing bullet holes to emerge from the police car on the other side.

The people on the other side were suppressed by the sudden burst of gunfire.

In addition to being nervous, Burgess's mind kept echoing what Ethan had told him before.

"Don't panic."

She pursed her mouth and slowed her breathing.

Pushing the door quickly, her hand holding Glock steadily, despite the adrenaline-pumping heart beating wildly.

Take a slight aim and pull the trigger sharply.

"Bang."

The bullet burst out of the muzzle of the gun and landed on the body of one of the nearest gunmen, splashing a splash of blood.

"If you're not confident enough in your marksmanship, you might as well shoot more."

"A dead enemy is a good enemy."

"Don't bet on other people's vitality, some people are so tenacious that you can't believe it."

Ethan's words kept echoing in her head.

"Bang bang bang!"

Burgess subconsciously pulled the trigger quickly, and the muzzle of the gun kept spewing flames.

The guy in the black coat blew up a cloud of bloody down, his body trembled a few times, and his head drooped to the side.

Seeing the scene in front of her, she realized what she had done.

The opposite side returned fire, and several bullets hit the car.

Burgess quickly crouched down, shifted her position backwards, and when she came to the back of the police car, she sat on the ground.

The little face was pale, as if he could hear the sound of his own heart beating.

Glock's grip was already soaked with sweat, and he felt his mouth dry for a while.

At the moment when the shootout broke out, Ethan immediately pulled out the python revolver.

He bent down and quickly groped his way along the cars parked next to him.

Antonio and Rusek, who were behind, also quickly followed.

"Be careful."

Hank yelled from behind, "There are too many civilians here, don't hurt them by mistake." ”

I just wanted to wait for the right time to do it, but I was afraid of this.

All of this was ruined by a reckless Rosemont officer.

He didn't need to remind him, Ethan knew that too.

Not only is it afraid of accidentally injuring civilians, but also afraid of being accidentally injured by civilians, and there is no shortage of people here who have concealed gun licenses.

There are not a few guys in the car.

They were not wearing uniforms, and they were treated as bandits by enthusiastic citizens, and if they were shot so many times, they would have really died unjustly.

Ethan had already clasped the badge in his hand and walked cautiously with the badge in his hand.

The mouth is still loudly identifying itself.

Now this kind of treatment is all thanks to the police officer just now, and he was so angry for a while.

Flashed out from behind an SUV, and the distance had been narrowed to forty or fifty meters.

Bullets flew everywhere, the cars around me thumped, from time to time the window glass was shattered, and the car alarm in the parking lot sounded in a frustrating way.

Ahead, there is still a fierce firefight.

Poking his head out, he saw Burgess and Atwater's patrol car stopped, and the two men were involved in the fight.

As the gun in Burgess's hand kept spraying bullets, after an exclamation, the gunfire of several bandits suddenly stopped.

When the police officer saw this, he was ecstatic.

He quickly got up from behind the police car and ran away.

"Don't run."

I hadn't seen a fool who took the initiative to get out of cover, and Ethan was in a hurry and yelled: "Get down quickly." ”

"Bang bang."

Rapid gunshots rang out, and several clouds of blood mist rose from the officer's body, which was particularly dazzling against a gray-white background.

"Bang!"

Regardless of the danger, Ethan rushed out of the back of the car, and the python in his hand let out a roar.

Not only him, but when he saw a police officer falling, all the people who had been molested just now ran out one after another.

The gunfire at the scene instantly became fierce at a level, as if you were in the middle of a battlefield.

No matter how reckless that police officer is, he is also his own person.

When your own people are shot, you must respond to the past in a more ferocious way.

More than a dozen firearms at the scene, regardless of distance, all fired wildly at the place where the bandits were hiding.

No matter how bad the accuracy is, under the cover of fire, the blind cat can also run into a dead mouse.

As for the trunk of Simms's car, it was directly beaten into a hornet's nest.

The guy in the red coat behind him turned into a sieve and fell to the ground, and the blood spread rapidly in the snow.

Who killed him is impossible to judge.

The people in the forensic department scolded his mother when they saw the bullet in his body.

The burst of gunfire suddenly stopped, and only the whistling wind could be heard.

The empty cartridge casings fell, and Ethan replaced the bullet and quickly pounced on the officer who had been shot.

While on alert, get down on one knee.

Holding the badge of the hand, he put two fingers on the neck of the officer who was shot.

The pulse was still beating, but it was getting weak.

"He's alive, call an ambulance."

He shouted at the back, then got up and slowly approached Sims' vehicle.

It was too far away just now, and in such a place, the radar would not be useful, and when it came to the vicinity, the point of light had disappeared.

He approached quickly, gritting his teeth.

Behind the car, which looked like a beecomb, only a tattered corpse remained.

"Everyone, search separately."

Looking at the densely packed vehicles parked next to him, Ethan yelled loudly.

I don't know when, Sims has taken the opportunity to slip away, leaving his companion here alone.

Hearing his words, everyone scattered.

After several searches, but with no finds, Sims disappeared without a trace.

Hank was angry, but helpless.

The reckless police officer had already been shot several times and paid the price for his actions.

Looking at the ambulance in the distance, Hank could only kick the vehicle next to him fiercely.

Ethan shook his head and walked towards the police car not far away.

Coming to the back of the car, Burgess was sitting on the ground against the butt of the car, apparently not coming to his senses.

"Give me the gun."

Ethan crouched down and patted her hand on the gun.

"Okay."

Burgess looked up, his eyes flustered.

She obediently let go of her hand and handed Glock over.

"Get up, it's cold on the ground."

Taking the pistol, Ethan reached out his hands to help Burgess up.

"I'm sorry."

Her feet were still a little limp, and she smiled reluctantly.

"Don't be sorry, you're doing really well." Ethan patted her arm and thrust Glock into herself.

Now that she is emotionally unstable, the pistol is kept by herself for the time being.

Footsteps sounded next to him, and Atwater followed the search before running back as fast as he could.

Finding Ethan taking care of his partner, he was instantly relieved.

(End of chapter)