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Chapter 60 The assault begins! (Please read on!)
Park Dachang snorted coldly:
"If you ask me, how about this... You and my people come together, and we fight the police outside. We fight our way out together, and then we go our separate ways. This way, we can prove that we are fine, right?"

Hector raised the corner of his mouth and slowly retracted the gun:

"Huh? Interesting... I think it's feasible, but your people will go to the front, and my people will cover you from behind."

"you……"

Seeing a hungry wolf in front and a tiger and leopard behind, Park Dachang, who was caught in the middle, felt extremely uncomfortable at the moment. He didn't want to be used as a gun, but there were many motorcycle gangs in the warehouse. If an internal fight broke out, it would only benefit the police outside.

After weighing the pros and cons, Park Daechang made a compromise.

Sudden……

Just as Hector put down his gun and stepped back.

Standing behind Park Dachang, a white man in a suit from the Doberman Group rushed forward. He strangled Park Dachang's neck with his left arm and held a gun in his right hand, pressing the muzzle against Park Dachang's temple.

“Don’t move!!”

boom--

The man fired a shot at the roof.

Then he put the gun to Park Dachang's head again.

He grabbed Park Dachang's neck and quickly retreated, straight to the corner of the wall behind him, using Park Dachang's body to protect his own body and not giving the other party an angle to shoot.

This gunshot was the same one Richard and the others had heard before...

Swish Swish Swish Swish——

Everyone in the Dobin drug cartel, including the motorcycle gang, pointed their guns at Park Dae-chang and the man behind him.

"So... the undercover is you..."

"Put down your guns, you can't run away." the undercover shouted.

"I said he is your man, Park Dachang." Hector snorted and laughed.

Park Dachang's face turned pale and he was extremely angry at this moment.

"Mars, let him go..." Park Dachang's men shouted.

"My people will rush in as soon as they hear the gunshots. If you don't want to die, put down your weapons immediately and just go to jail for a few years." Undercover Mars shouted loudly.

"Hahahaha! Are you kidding me?" Hector laughed loudly, then shouted to the motorcycle gang brothers: "Brothers, if you get caught for drug trafficking, you will be stuck for hundreds of years. Besides, who doesn't have blood on their hands? Do you want to sit and wait for death?"

"I don't want to! Let's fight!"

"Yes, fight the police outside!"

"Kill one and you'll break even. Kill two and you'll make a profit!!"

"I don't want to go to jail!!"

The motorcycle gang members were excited and raised their arms and shouted.

"Look... what I said..."

Hector spread his hands towards undercover officer Mars.

"you……"

Sudden……

Before the undercover Mars could finish his words, Park Dachang suddenly pushed Mars' pistol away with his palm, then grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard.

click-

The wrist broke with a sound.

Park Dachang quickly dodged and made room.

Bang bang bang bang bang——

The people from the Dubin Group fired almost at the same time.

Mars had blood holes all over his body, and he leaned against the wall with a look of unwillingness in his eyes. He slowly sat down on the ground, leaving several blood marks on the wall behind him.

Before he died, he whispered with his last bit of strength:
"Outside, it's too...slow..."

He died with his eyes wide open...

This series of gunshots was the one everyone heard when Ma Hong said his last sentence.

Hearing the intensive gunfire coming from the warehouse, Richard, Kane, and the law enforcement officers outside all turned their heads to look at the warehouse, unable to wait any longer.

Richard frowned.

Kane thought to himself that it was not good.

He immediately ordered immediate action.

Mahone also waved to the FBI commandos outside to attack.

The police and FBI special forces formed two lines, entered the walled area, and moved quickly to the east and west sides and the back of the warehouse.

The last team ran to the right side of the warehouse's main entrance.

At this time, Roy and his companions were squatting against the wall on the left side of the warehouse's main entrance.

Police and FBI helicopters were hovering in the night sky.

Richard stood behind the car with a loud speaker and started shouting at the people inside to lay down their weapons and surrender, and promised that he would not harm them.

This is all bullshit, just to cover up the footsteps of the special forces.

at the same time……

Chief Gordon Fury of the Brooklyn police department arrived at the scene.

"Who's that big head against the wall?"

"Chief, that's Roy."

Gordon: “…” Inside the wall, the FBI armored vehicle has arrived.

As Ma Hong gestured to issue the order, the armored vehicle shot out a towing hook connected to a steel chain. The metal hook went straight through the iron door of the warehouse, and the barbs opened instantly. With a huge roar from the armored vehicle's engine, the iron door of the warehouse was pulled down.

boom--

The iron door slammed on the ground, raising clouds of dust.

Smoke and dust filled the area near the warehouse door.

The people in the warehouse all looked towards the warehouse door and turned their guns around.

"Tom, stuck in the door!"

"OK!"

Tom moved forward two meters with the bulletproof shield and got stuck on the left side of the warehouse door.

The front wall of the warehouse was made of reinforced concrete. Roy was not worried that the bullets inside could penetrate the thick reinforced concrete wall, unless they had an RPG...

Tom was in front, holding a shield, Roy was behind him, holding a shotgun, Mia moved forward and followed Roy, and Mahone held a pistol, close to Mia's butt.

"Mia, remember what I said. You only need to be responsible for reloading and reloading. Don't worry about anything else."

"OK! I understand!"

Amid the smoke and dust, bulletproof shields gradually emerged.

A motorcycle gang member standing behind the iron railings on the second floor was the first to see the shield in the smoke and dust. He raised his pistol and fired two shots.

The revolver bullets hit the shield, but it was useless.

Roy suddenly poked his head out, aimed the shotgun in his hand at the biker on the second floor, and pulled the trigger.

With a bang...

Seven lead bullets flew out of the chamber and hit the biker gang member directly on the head. The lead bullets penetrated into his head through his mouth, eyes, eyebrows, and nose, leaving him completely unrecognizable.

This person was killed instantly...

[Use Shotgun: Shotgun Proficiency +1]

[Accurate Shooting: Shooting Accuracy +1]

The body of the dead man fell not far from the warehouse door. Mia leaned slightly to the right, half of her body was extended, and she aimed at the corpse with the Glock pistol in her hand and fired three shots.

The follow-up shot was successful.

The drug dealers closest to the door were from the Dubin Group. The moment the gunshots rang out, these drug dealers began to look for nearby shelters.

One person was a little behind.

The man was rushing towards a car. Roy saw the opportunity, stood up suddenly, fired a shot, and then quickly squatted down.

boom--

The shot hit the man right in the back.

[Use Shotgun: Shotgun Proficiency +1]

[Accurate Shooting: Shooting Accuracy +1]

The man fell face down on the ground with a thump, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

Mia quickly lay on the ground, and through the tiny gap between the shield and the concrete wall, she fired three shots at the man lying on the ground, whose life or death was unknown.

Ma Hong: “…”

at the same time……

The special forces on the right side outside the main gate also began to shoot alternately into the warehouse.

Roy stood up and shot again.

boom--

He immediately squatted down, not even having time to see if he had hit the target.

The reminder sound in my mind did not sound.

Roy thought: I didn’t hit him this time…

He dodged and fired blindly in quick succession until the Remington ran out of bullets.

The reminder tone still did not sound.

Roy threw the shotgun behind him: "Reload!"

After saying this, Roy took out the modified AR-15 rifle from his back.

He placed the muzzle of the gun on the shield and fired blindly into the warehouse.

Chug tug tug tug——

[Using a rifle: Rifle proficiency +1]

[Accurate Shooting: Shooting Accuracy +1]

Roy understood that he had hit someone.

As long as the bullet he shot hit the opponent, a prompt sound of [Shooting Accuracy +1] would sound in his mind.

This can help him judge whether he has hit the opponent or not.

Changing a magazine...

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(End of this chapter)