657 Requests for support

"Bang bang."

Erin quickly pulled the trigger, the gun flashed, and in a moment it took all the bullets in the magazine to be emptied.

One after another, points of fire came out, and bullets were fired from all directions.

The four people upstairs also became more and more panicked.

They opened fire and shouted inside, the police outside could wait for backup, and the people inside could only sit and wait for death.

Ethan kicked his feet and sprang out from behind the tree.

The python in his hand swung quickly, with a loud bang, the bullet flew out of the muzzle, and it passed through a distance of more than thirty meters at great speed, and fell into the window and fell on a gunman who poked his head out.

The gunman's head jerked back, sending up a cloud of blood.

White, red, sprinkled one after another.

He didn't stop, climbing and jumping quickly in the gap between cars.

It's so fast, it's jaw-dropping.

The people upstairs chased after them and fired a few shots, but they had no choice but to give up.

"Huh."

His figure flickered, sliding over the hood of a wild horse, and a pair of wild mandarin ducks in the driver's seat were hugging each other and shivering.

Thumb pressed the cartridge latch and pulled it back, with a slight flick of his wrist, the bullet nest was thrown out by him, and the empty cartridge case also slipped and fell on the hood, and when his feet landed, the fast loader had appeared in his hand.

In less than two seconds, the bullet was replaced.

He continued to run towards where he had parked, while occasionally firing a shot at the upstairs.

At this moment, on the side of the plant, the roller shutter opened.

The tires of the Chevrolet van just now spun wildly and swayed out.

"Fakyu, Red!"

On the second floor of the factory, there was hysterical scolding.

The van ignored it and fled along the road next to it.

Atwater was nearly hit, and he sprang to the side, rolling like a rolling gourd in the snow.

The people in the car also fired two shots at him.

Looking at the snow pillar that was shot up by the bullet less than half a meter away from him, Atwater was scared out of sweat.

After a few days in the city, he now finally understood what an intelligence group was.

His throat was thirsty, and he swallowed hard at saliva that didn't exist.

"Chase."

Hank heard the voice upstairs and knew that Redguy was in the fleeing Chevrolet van, and yelled at Erin, "Redguy is inside, don't let him run." ”

His own position was exposed to the guns on the second floor.

The Cadillac SUV has long been battered, and the seats are covered with broken glass.

You don't have to try to know that the car must have been scrapped.

At this time, only Erin was closest to the vehicle.

"Got it."

Erin shouted, carrying the AR15 into the driver's seat as fast as she could.

The car vibrated and the tires rubbed wildly.

The next moment, Dodge rushed forward like a wild horse, and just chased out a few dozen meters, she slammed on the brakes again, scraping black marks on the ground:

"Come here."

Not far away, Ethan was running fast towards her position.

In just two or three seconds, the car door slammed and slammed shut.

As soon as he got into the car, before he could sit down, Erin slammed down the accelerator, Ethan stumbled, hit his head heavily on the passenger seat, and was thrown back into his seat.

"Shet."

He rubbed his head: "You did it on purpose. ”

"That's right." Erin jerked the steering wheel again: "Who told you to scratch me before." ”

A puff of white smoke came out of the gray Dodge's tires, and he hurried around the corner to finally see the fleeing Chevrolet van in front of him.

Now Ethan was prepared, and held the armrest tightly.

The others did not follow, and after Ethan killed and wounded two people, there were at least three gunmen in the factory.

None of them dared to leave until they had the gunman done.

Besides, the explosives may be there.

"Call the main desk."

Ethan sat down and hurriedly grabbed the walkie-talkie in Erin's car: "The bandits fled in a car, the Chevrolet gray van, the people in the car were holding heavy firepower, from the direction of the slaughterhouse, were fleeing south, asking for patrol support." ”

"Got it, it's already arranged."

A response soon rang from inside, and Ethan put the walkie-talkie away.

The vehicle had merged into the traffic, and on a dark night, the vehicle's taillights lit up into a galaxy of red.

The person driving in front of him is very familiar with the road conditions.

Choose a road that will not have too many cars to affect your speed, but also give yourself enough cover.

Ethan put the python revolver on the holster, picked up the AR15 that Erin had placed in the middle of the seat, and as soon as he got his hands on it, he felt that the weight was wrong, and immediately removed the empty magazine, and then pulled a spare magazine from her bulletproof vest.

As he did all this, he could feel some vibrations in the vehicle.

Hurriedly looked at the dashboard, and the speed had come to sixty-five miles.

Erin gripped the steering wheel with both hands, and continued to accelerate.

This is in the city, the speed has come to more than 100 kilometers per hour, and the vehicles on the highway are whistling and thrown behind.

"Hold it down."

Ethan shouted, picked up the AR15 with one hand, grabbed the handrail and leaned out.

The night wind whistled and slapped his face, his hair pulled back, and his face trembled, even though his arm strength was amazing, and the muzzle of the gun trembled slightly.

"Bang bang."

Ethan pulled the trigger one after another, but only left a few small holes in the tailgate of the van.

With the power of the AR15, it's no problem to pop the tires.

But now both sides are moving at high speed, and they have to dodge vehicles on the road, and the Dodge is constantly shaking, and it is too difficult to shoot.

He was about to try it again, but he yelled in fright:

"Guns."

A white man leaned out of the passenger seat of the van with an AK and fired wildly at the gray Dodge chasing behind.

Erin reacted quickly and quickly swung the steering wheel.

Dodge quickly slashed diagonally from one lane to three lanes, avoiding a wave of bullets.

Now Ethan leaned out of the car, following Dodge as he shook it, and the cars backed away from him, and the surprised and panicked expressions of the people in the car could be seen.

He didn't care about the danger at this time, and kept looking for an opportunity to shoot.

Vehicles on the road noticed this scene and slowed down and pulled over.

"You can't shoot now." Erin shouted anxiously: "There are too many cars on the road, and if a stray bullet kills a few people, it is a big trouble." ”

It was so loud outside that Ethan couldn't hear her at all.

But even if you hear it, you won't care so much.

Even if you don't shoot, you must maintain this deterrence, and only in this way can you force the other side to make mistakes.

At this time, several patrol cars also caught up from behind.

The whole road is lit up with blue lights.

Not only that, but even there was a roar in the sky, and the searchlight first hit Ethan's body, and immediately noticed the light of Dodge's hidden police lights, and quickly shifted, and the lights were firmly locked on the Chevrolet van.

A police helicopter just appeared above their heads.

(End of chapter)