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Chapter 62 Don’t leave any one alive, kill, kill, kill!

Replace the last AR15 magazine I carried.

Roy took advantage of the cover and fired blindly into the warehouse.

After finishing his round, Roy threw the AR15 to Mia:

"Give me the Remington!"

Mia threw the loaded police Remington spray gun to Roy, then caught the AR15 that Roy threw over, replaced a new magazine for the rifle, and put it on her back. She was not used to using the rifle...

Taking the shotgun, Roy looked ahead carefully. Seeing that it was temporarily safe, he quickly rushed to the next shelter, followed closely by Mia and Tom.

At the moment when Roy was leaning against the next bunker, a pistol suddenly appeared behind the bunker not far to his side. The next second, a seriously injured motorcycle gang member, with half of his body exposed, raised his gun and aimed at Roy.

Seeing this, Roy raised the shotgun in his hand, aimed at the opponent's head and fired a shot. With a "bang", the recoil was quite strong...

This is not a standard bullet, but a single-headed bullet.

A whole piece of lead bullet flew out of the chamber and hit the opponent's head.

The moment it exploded, it was like a watermelon exploding from the inside out, with juice spilling out and tissue all over the ground.

[Use Shotgun: Shotgun Proficiency +1]

[Accurate Shooting: Shooting Accuracy +1]

As the prompt sounds in his mind continued to sound, Roy became more and more proficient in using the shotgun, and his shooting speed became faster and faster. After the continuous increase in [Shooting Accuracy], he could clearly feel that his aiming speed had become faster, and his shooting had become steadier and more accurate.

In his opinion, the attribute of [Shooting Accuracy] affects the accuracy and aiming speed of all types of firearms. This attribute is simply awesome.

Mia fired three more shots at the headless corpse...

Ma Hong: “…”

Now Ma Hong is extremely worried about Roy, fearing that Roy will kill his undercover agent again, so he has been following Roy all the way, so that if he finds his own undercover agent, he can remind Roy.

However, during the time he followed Roy, Ma Hong also helped shoot the enemy and did not just stand by and watch. As for whether he hit anyone or not, that is unknown.

The intercom kept shouting that the police officers were shot:
"I've been shot, I've been shot!!"

"I'm here and I'm hurt!"

"I got shot too!"

"Fire! Fire! Fire!"

"Cover me! I'm going to save people!"

In the fierce exchange of fire between the two sides, being shot, injured or even killed was inevitable. It has been only about five minutes since the exchange of fire began, and several FBI and police special forces members have been shot and fallen, some injured and some dead.

Whether they are injured or killed, if the conditions and opportunities are available on the scene, they will be quickly dragged out of the warehouse and away from the battlefield by their teammates, and what will be waiting for them will be the ambulance parked outside.

As the motorcycle gang members and the Doberman Group fell one after another, the police have gained an absolute advantage. After all, the police's SWAT and the FBI's SWAT are the elite among the elite, and their combat effectiveness cannot be underestimated.

Roy's only target was Hector. He didn't care about the minions. While the FBI agents and commandos were engaged in a fierce firefight with the minions, Roy and his team, under the cover of gunfire, followed a passage on the far right of the warehouse and entered the next warehouse room.

Here, he met Park Daechang.

Bang bang bang bang bang——

The dense rain of bullets suppressed Roy and others behind a bunker.

Listen to the gunshots, it's AK47...

When he looked sideways, Roy not only saw Park Daechang, but also Hector Marquez in the distance.

At this moment, Hector was surrounded by two of his men, who were running towards the innermost part of the warehouse. Roy had only one thought, which was that he must not let this guy run away, otherwise there would be endless trouble.

After a round of AK shooting, the next is the pistol.

"His AK is out of bullets, go ahead!"

Roy yelled at Officer Tom.

Officer Tom dragged his injured leg, gripped the handle of the bulletproof shield with both hands, gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and walked out.

After changing the magazine of his pistol, Park Daechang fired a burst of bullets at the bulletproof shield.

But, it's no use...

Pistol bullets cannot penetrate a bulletproof shield.

Park Dachang touched his coat pockets, trouser pockets and waist.

"Ah Xiba..." he cursed angrily.

The reason was simple: he had no bullets left.

Park Dachang turned around and looked around, and found that all the people around him had died at some point, and now he was the only one left here.

What should he do if he has no bullets left?
Park Dachang made the wisest decision in his life.

surrender……

He threw his pistol in front of the bulletproof shield, raised his hands high above his head, and shouted in Korean English: "Don't shoot, I surrender!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Park Dachang knelt on the ground.

Officer Tom, holding a shield, continued to move forward and walked behind a shelter not far ahead. He saw Park Dachang kneeling on the ground with his hands raised high.

Seeing that the man had raised his hands in surrender, Tom looked back at Roy.

That means, Roy, what now?
After Ma Hong and Mia caught up, they saw Park Dachang at the same time. From the way he was dressed, they knew he was not a member of the motorcycle gang. Since he was not a motorcycle gang member, he could only be a drug dealer.

Roy glanced at the Asian man with a kind face. He had small eyes, single eyelids, side-parted hair, thin lips, a typical Korean face.

He asked, "Korean?"

Park Dae-chang nodded...

boom--

A single-headed bullet was fired, and Park Dachang's brain was filled with confusion.

With a "thump", the headless corpse fell to the ground.

Ma Hong: “…”

Mia stepped forward and fired three shots at the heart.

Ma Hong murmured: "Hey, he's not a zombie, he can't get up."

Mia replied: "This is my mission!"

Ma Hong: “…”

Regardless of whether he is from South Korea or not, for Roy, this man must die. His goal is to hunt down Hector, but he has no time to handcuff this man. If you ignore him and just walk past him, what if this guy shoots you from behind?

Killing him is necessary and inevitable.

In the distance, Hector retreated while firing.

Just then, he saw a member of the Dubin Group carrying the black briefcase containing cocaine.

Immediately, Hector's mouth corners rose, a sly smile appeared on his cheeks, his eyes were filled with endless greed and ferocity, he aimed his gun, pulled the trigger, blew the man's head off, then winked at his younger brother, who immediately stepped forward to pick up the suitcase.

Seeing this, the other surviving members of the Dobin Group turned their guns around and shot at Hector.

Bang bang bang bang bang——

During this period……

The bikie gang member holding the money box was shot dead by the drug dealer.

A drug dealer stepped forward and grabbed the money box, opened it, and saw a whole suitcase of US dollars. The man took out a stack of US dollars and took out two of them.

Blank paper?

Continue to view other...

In each bundle of US dollars, only the first and last bills are real, and the ones in between are all blank papers.

"Fuck..."

"Kill these biker scum for me!!"

Dubin Cartel drug dealers begin exchanging fire with the biker gang.

With the cocaine in hand, Hector sneered. Looking at the devastated warehouse and the corpses on the ground, Hector decided that it was time to run away.

He and two of his men sneaked into an office at the innermost part of the warehouse. There was a filing cabinet in the corner of the office, and a manhole cover was pressed under the cabinet.

Manhole covers lead to underground drainage systems.

Hector pushed over the filing cabinet and lifted the manhole cover.

"let's go!"

Suddenly, he noticed something wrong behind him.

The back of the neck feels cool.

"Hold still, Hector, you're under arrest!"

With the muzzle of the gun pointed at the back of Hector's head, the man disarmed Hector, threw him on the ground, and kicked the revolver away with his foot.

Hector recognized the man's voice.

He had a gloomy face and said in a low voice:

"Jenny Lane, it turns out you are also an undercover agent..."

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