North American riot police: Start by arresting P. Diddy!

Chapter 50: Baby Oil + Soap + Rust Remover =? ? ? (Please read and vote)
Close Quarters Battle.

CQB, abbreviated as CQB, refers to fast, high-intensity combat in narrow, enclosed spaces such as houses, corridors, basements and other environments.

Because of the limited range of action and the short distance of exchange of fire, an elite CQB master must have precise tactical movements, super reaction speed, and decisive tactical decisions.

And these are exactly what Rorschach is best at!

"Boom——!"

The shockwave from the explosion tore the guards in the corridor into pieces, and blood and flesh splattered on the walls like raindrops.

Then, an AR-15 assault rifle poked out from the corner of the wall.

“Bang, bang, bang, bang—!”

The muzzle spewed out flames, and the 5.56mm caliber bullets were fired mercilessly, reaping lives.

Rorschach's body moved quickly back and forth along the door frame and wall, gradually expanding his field of vision while avoiding exposing his body to the enemy's gun.

Slicing the Pie!
The most critical tactical move in CQB is to use the door frame cover to clear the primary threat and then seek opportunities to advance.

Unfortunately, Rorschach found no stun grenades in the storage room, except for the rifle and pistol.

Otherwise, first use grenades to clear the way, then use stun grenades to stun, and finally use rifles to clear the area.

Rorschach was confident that he could eliminate all the enemies in the corridor within ten seconds.

"boom--!"

Bullet after bullet hit the wall shelter just a few centimeters away from Rorschach's head, splashing fragments.

After resisting the first round of attacks, the guards outside also recovered.

These bodyguards who can be arranged by Puff Daddy to guard his home, even if they have never actually been on the battlefield, are definitely elites who have received rigorous training from the security company.

They still have basic tactical moves.

The remaining guards split into two teams again, cross-covering both sides of the corridor, suppressing Rorschach with firepower on one side while quickly advancing on the other.

"Click——"

Rorschach quickly pulled out the empty magazine, pressed the gun handle to his waist, held it with his arm, and quickly inserted the new magazine on his belt.

While he was reloading with one hand, he held up the pistol in his left hand and shot rapidly at the wall of the corridor.

Use the cover of firepower to buy yourself time to reload.

Soon, the pistol's bullets were quickly used up, and the enemy rushing from the other side was already impatient.

"You're such a fucking jerk!!!"

In just a few seconds, so many companions fell, and the guards became bloodthirsty.

A strong black man rushed towards Rorschach without even using a gun!

Rorschach ducked and dodged quickly, then raised the muzzle of his gun and fired a bullet accurately through the guy's chin and into his skull!
Sometimes he really couldn't understand what was going on in these guys' minds.

You're only two or three steps away. Even if you don't use a gun, you can use a knife. Why are you just charging at him like this?

Watched too much WWE?
But this was just right. Rorschach held the black man's body in one hand and carried it on his back like a bulletproof vest.

Then he slid sideways and jumped out with his body parallel to the ground.

When the eyes catch sight of the enemy in front, bullets are fired instantly!

At the same time, a burst of dense gunfire rang out behind him, and countless bullets hit the black man whom he used as a bulletproof vest.

"Fake."

Rorschach couldn't help but curse, and he could feel a slight sting in his back.

It seems that a bullet went straight through the black man's body and hit him in the back.

At this time, all the enemies in front of him had been eliminated, but there were still at least six or seven people besieging him from behind.

Rorschach gritted his teeth, picked up the "bulletproof vest" behind him, and rushed towards the enemy behind him.

The bullets are empty, but it doesn't matter.

Adrenaline will help him break through the siege!
The two-hundred-pound body instantly became a human shield. Three bullets embedded into his flesh one after another. Amidst muffled sounds, warm blood splashed onto his cheek.

After approaching one person, Rorschach chopped down with his elbow, hitting the gunman's wrist accurately.

Before the sound of bones breaking had faded, the opponent's Adam's apple was shattered by the heavy punch!
He bent his body and dodged to the side to avoid the bullet fired from the side, and at the same time raised his hand in the air to catch the pistol that had just been knocked down.

Aim and fire!
The first shot ripped off the opponent's skull, and the second shot pierced another's eye socket. Rorschach swung the corpse he was carrying like a rag, sliding sideways, and the bullets pierced the hearts of two enemies.

Before the gun was lowered, his knee had already crushed the sixth man's hip bone, and he smashed the nose of the last guard with the butt of his gun.

While they were wailing in pain, Rorschach fired two rapid shots, completely ending the lives of the last two people.

The powerful force of gun fighting was fully demonstrated at this moment.

Burst fire, reloading, close combat, shooting on the move—the seven bodies fell to the ground within a span of no more than five seconds.

In the smoke, he dropped the shell.

The leather shoes rolled over the bullets, and the sound of metal friction was like the whisper of death.

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Inside the villa, the crazy dad party is still going on.

But careful people can easily notice that the security guards patrolling around have disappeared.

And Puff Daddy, who usually comes out to lead the fun at the climax of the party, did not show up for a long time tonight.

As for where is P. Diddy now?

"puff--!"

A powerful punch was thrown, and Puff Daddy vomited acid in pain, held his stomach with his hands, and fell to his knees.

In the study leading to the cellar, the bodies of several guards lay quietly.

Two Secret Service agents were holding instruments and carefully surveying the surroundings, searching for possible hidden pinhole cameras.

The agent named Paul was beating Puff Daddy up with punch after punch.

Behind the desk, Pelari's face turned pale as he glared at the black man kneeling in front of him.

She growled, "You're playing with fire! You think the backup footage can threaten me? You're a worthless piece of shit, you don't even understand what kind of opponent you're facing!"

Diddy hurriedly explained, "I've never taken out those backups. They're all in the cellar, just in case. Speaker, I hope you understand me. If you want, I can bring them all to you right now. They're in the dark room in the storage room."

Pelari looked at him coldly, as if he were a dead man.

Then she slowly said, "Paul, go ahead. I'll be waiting for you at the airport. I want to see all the video backups in half an hour."

The special agent who had bandaged Pelari's wound nodded slightly, opened the hidden door next to the closet, and disappeared into the study.

Pelari took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

Ignoring Puff Daddy lying on the ground, she said in a cold voice, "If one day I see something in the media that shouldn't be there, do you know the consequences? By then, courts and prisons will be a luxury for you. I will throw you into a place worse than hell, a corner where even death is a luxury."

Soon, Pelari quickly left the villa with two Secret Service agents.

After they left, Diddy struggled to get up from the ground, his expression gloomy.

"Who does this damn bitch take me for?"

He kicked the desk angrily. He was a billionaire and a music tycoon, but the old woman just now treated him like an ordinary guy by insulting and beating him.

"Fake!"

He really wanted to point at Pelari's nose and curse him, but a moment of negligence made him let the cat out of the bag.

Not only did it expose the fact that there was surveillance in the cellar, but it also lost the safety card of the backup videos.

Now he has no cards to play.

There is nothing else to do except pray that things will calm down soon.

Diddy looked deeply at the cellar door. He still didn't know the situation of the intruder inside.

But under the siege of dozens of guards, the other party should have been killed by now.

Shaking his head, he steeled himself and prepared to disperse the guests attending the party tonight.

Now that a senator has died, if a few more big stars die in his territory, P. Diddy will really have no chance of gaining a foothold in North America.

Just when the people above were worrying about how to deal with the aftermath.

Rorschach looked at the mountains of baby oil, boxes of soap, and bottles of detergent in the pantry...

Suddenly, a bold idea came to my mind.

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