Reborn as a Police Officer in India

Chapter 40 Just Six Bullets

The revolver in Rotten's hand is old and worn, and its appearance is so touching. Maybe North has maintained it, but the maintenance is obviously not in place.

Now he couldn't blame the pistol for not performing well. It was good enough to have a pistol, otherwise he would be unarmed. How could he fight the terrorists?

It seems that I am unlucky. The rifling of the pistol is severely worn, which affects the accuracy. But then again, this pistol can at least still fire.

You have to know that in India, not to mention the old guns, even the new guns have frequent problems, falling apart at critical moments, misfiring... I don't know how much kickbacks those officials in charge of procurement have taken privately.

The fact that this seemingly worn-out revolver could fire was his greatest luck, and Rotten felt that he should not complain about anything.

After being shot and having his ear injured, the terrorist screamed and quickly hid behind a stone statue.

Roton and his team are close to the sea, so it is an open square pier, while the terrorists still have many shelters to hide.

The terrorists didn't expect that someone in front of them would fight back with a gun. It was such a surprise.

Rotten stared at the statue, paying attention to the terrorist's movements. Once the opponent came out, he would shoot and force the opponent back.

Otherwise, if he comes out and fires indiscriminately, I won't be able to stop him with just my pistol, and I absolutely cannot give him a chance to come out.

At the same time, Rotten waved to North and Bud.

North and the other man immediately understood what he meant, and waved to the eight people lying on the ground, asking them to crawl forward.

The foreigners' legs were weak, but they still understood the meaning of North's gestures and struggled to crawl forward towards Rotten and the others.

It has to be said that when these foreigners saw Rotun shooting at the terrorists with a gun, they felt a lot more at ease.

"Pah pah pah~~~"

Suddenly, a burst of fierce gunfire was heard from behind, causing the foreigner who was crawling forward to scream and lie on the ground, not daring to move.

The terrorist raised his AK with both hands, held it above the head of the statue, and then fired wildly at Roton and the others. It can be said that he hid his vital parts behind the statue and could not see the situation outside, so he wanted to use his AK to suppress the fire first.

He had just seen clearly that the other party only had a pistol and the firepower was insufficient.

However, the opponent shot him in the ear as soon as they met, which was quite accurate. He was startled and almost lost his life. So he was still a little afraid of Rotun and did not dare to jump out and shoot for a while.

After a round of casual shooting.

"Bang~~" Rotun fired a shot. He had been staring at the statue. The terrorist had just suppressed the fire and was about to come out to fire, so he had to force him back.

This time the accuracy was much better. After three shots, Roton had slightly adapted to the trajectory of the pistol.

We must not let this guy out now, otherwise how can I shoot at him with this pistol?

"Rotten, you~~you better be frugal. I don't have any bullets on me, just six in the gun." North said to Rotten in a low voice while signaling the foreigners to crawl over quickly. Any distance away from the terrorists would definitely be good.

These words made Roton's face change drastically. He had just fired four bullets, which meant that there were only two bullets left in the gun.

"Listen, people in front, I am a policeman, and I order you to put down your weapon immediately, otherwise..." Roton shouted without hesitation in Hindi.

Roden knew that these terrorists knew Hindi.

He wanted to use this shouting to divert the other party's attention and at the same time give the terrorists a wrong message, that is, he still had bullets and had already refilled his revolver during the confrontation, otherwise he would not have the courage to shout here.

This was Rotten's last resort. If the terrorists rushed out at this time, he would not be able to kill them with the remaining two bullets.

At the same time, Rotten and his group began to retreat towards the seaside.

The more we can retreat now, the better. If the terrorists really rush out and we run out of bullets, we will have no choice but to turn around and run away. Hopefully, we can jump into the sea in time.

Roton's call did not receive a response from the terrorists. The gunfire here stopped temporarily, and the terrorists did not continue shooting, obviously weighing the pros and cons.

Rotun didn't think that the other party would surrender. They were all brainwashed, so how could they lay down their guns and surrender? Rotun was very sure that the guy would definitely want to find an opportunity to kill his people.

There is not much time left for me, ten seconds, twenty seconds or one minute?

Roton had no way of judging.

In short, the other party will not stop for too long.

However, Rotun believed he still had a chance to escape. As for the foreigners, he could let them come over and take them with him. They would actually serve as human shields, protecting the three of them from bullets. After all, foreigners were the primary targets of terrorists, and the three of them would definitely run faster than these tourists. Whoever was left behind would die first, buying Rotun and the others time to escape. Reality was cruel.

Of course, for Rotten, saving these foreigners would definitely be the best outcome. If there is really no other way, he can only save his own life. Others can be sacrificed.

At this moment, Roton heard the sound of a cell phone ringing behind the statue, and then he faintly heard the voice of the terrorist answering the phone.

It was his accomplice who called and told him to go to the Taj Mahal Hotel as soon as possible, as that was the most important place and he should not waste time outside.

As soon as Roton heard it, he understood that it would be more valuable to carry out a terrorist attack at the Taj Mahal Hotel than to shoot people outside.

The people inside are either rich or noble, and their influence is unprecedented.

In the past life, the place that left the deepest impression on everyone about this terrorist attack was the Taj Mahal Hotel. Although other places were also very tragic, most people probably only knew this hotel.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with the fame of the Taj Mahal Hotel itself.

In short, this terrorist attack was carefully planned and had a very clear purpose.

After a few words, the phone was hung up. The terrorist hid behind the statue again, raised the AK above his head with both hands and fired blindly at Roton and the others.

Then he lowered his body and began to retreat using the various shelters behind him.

His movements were extremely agile, a testament to his well-trained skills.

Watching the opponent retreat, Rotun felt a little conflicted. He still had a chance to kill the opponent, because no matter how agile he was, he would still be exposed for a period of time while dodging to the next cover.

If there was nothing wrong with the gun in his hand, Roton would definitely take a gamble.

Now, he was conflicted.

There are only two bullets in the gun. If you miss and anger the other party, and the other party becomes angry and continues to attack you, that would be a lot of fun.

But in Roton's eyes, killing this terrorist was a huge achievement.

To be honest, he had never thought about confronting terrorists head-on before, but now that he really had the opportunity, even though it was very dangerous, this huge achievement was still very tempting and hard to give up.

Seeing that the terrorist was about to disappear from his sight, Rotun's nerves were on edge, ready to draw his pistol at any time.

At this moment, Rotten heard the terrorist's cell phone ringing again. Almost at the same time, Rotten's gunshots rang out, and two shots were fired almost at the same time.

Then, everyone saw two bloody holes appear on the back of the terrorist's head and he fell down.

Rotun gasped for breath, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he half-knelt on the ground. He succeeded.

The terrorist's original retreating posture was still perfect, but the phone call was obviously from his companion, which distracted his attention for a moment. In this moment, Roton noticed that his steps were a little disordered.

So Rotun fired without hesitation. Since he had fired four shots before, Rotun had some understanding of the trajectory of the bullet, so he fired two shots in a row.

Originally, if the first shot didn't hit the target, he planned to use it as a calibration shot, and the second shot would be the sure-kill shot.

Unexpectedly, both shots hit the target. Needless to say, the terrorist was dead.

"Successful?" North and Bud's faces turned pale. They didn't expect that Rotun really succeeded. It was incredible.

After taking a breath, Rotun stood up and walked carefully towards the terrorist's body.

Although you can confirm the other person's death, you still have to be careful.

When he walked up to the terrorist, he finally confirmed that he was dead.

Roton picked up the AK on the ground and looked forward, alert for other terrorists who might appear.

After waiting for a while, no other terrorists were found, and at this time Bud and North also came over.

Roton knew that the other terrorists had already entered the Taj Mahal Hotel, so he was safe, and it could be said that the outside world was safe.

Thinking of this, Rotun opened a big bag on the corpse's back. Damn, it was full of magazines filled with bullets, grenades, and bombs.

Cold sweat broke out on Rotun's forehead. He was lucky that the terrorist did not throw a grenade towards him, otherwise it would be too dangerous.

(End of this chapter)