The real life of an American police officer: Winning over others with virtue

Chapter 104 General
The small door leads to a hidden world, accessible only by a single step to the second floor.

Eric glanced back to confirm the situation, then closed the small door, instantly shutting out the music from outside.

The soundproofing here was excellent, but it provided him with a crucial opportunity to infiltrate.

Eric looked up, but there were no security cameras.

In this confined space, he chose to use the gun-holding posture from the CAR shooting system, with the muzzle pointing upwards and his eyes level.

Whether the shooting technique itself is practical or not is not important; he simply decides which shooting technique to use based on tactical requirements and the judgment of the battlefield environment.

Eric stepped onto the stairs and climbed upwards, stopping at the corner of the landing. He glanced to the side and saw a security camera positioned on the ceiling above the stairs, with a blind spot on the left and a passageway on the right.

Before their position is exposed, they pull the trigger in a split second.

boom!
The surveillance camera shattered instantly.

Eric stepped onto the second flight of stairs, and he could already hear some noise.

There are guards on the right-hand passage.

Just as he expected, there were also five Russians sitting at a table and chairs in the right corridor, drinking vodka and eating snacks, looking quite content.

The unmistakable gunshots and the shattered surveillance cameras instantly jolted them awake. They hesitated, exchanged glances, and slowly drew their own guns from their waists, aimed them in that direction, and walked together slowly toward the stairwell.

Eric stopped on the last three steps, pointing his gun at the corner of the wall just a meter away.

He remained expressionless, listening intently to the approaching footsteps.

Now that all four of his attributes have reached 14, when he enters a serious state, his reaction speed, pheromone absorption, movement, hearing, vision, and other physical instincts all surpass those of ordinary people.

This combination of factors allows Eric to always be several steps ahead of his enemies. Just now, to the average person, he and the Russian seemed to be moving at the same time, but he was actually much faster than the Russian.

He could hear soft, long, suppressed breathing sounds. Eric couldn't see them, but he quickly calculated the approximate number of people based on them.

The enemy's figure was not visible in the corner, but Eric, with his sharp eyes, spotted a tiny bit of it at the toes.

boom!
The 9×19mm NATO bullet instantly pierced through that tiny bit of toe, and the opponent, in pain, exposed a huge opening, revealing a small part of their body in the corner.

boom!
Eric pulled the trigger instantly. His Precision Shooting Level 4, combined with the CZ-75's superior accuracy, doubled the effect, allowing him to accurately hit even the smallest part of the body, such as the shoulder.

Now the opponent revealed more of its form, including its head.

boom!
Eric got another headshot.

With a headshot, ignoring the Russian's fate, he took a step and instantly stepped onto the stair landing, shifting to the side and cutting the angle.

Just as the two Russians, who had just finished absorbing external pheromones, were about to make a move, two even faster gunshots suddenly rang out.

Boom!

Both ends burst with blood.

But in that brief moment, the last two Russians who also appeared in his field of vision reacted in time.

In that instant, Eric fell sideways, choosing to escape the opponent's line of sight and ensure his own safety.

boom!
The Russians, who reacted the fastest, fired the first shot, but the bullet grazed Eric and hit the wall behind him.

This is the only chance the other side has left.

boom!
Even though he was lying sideways, Eric's gun-holding posture remained stable. He simply adjusted it slightly and then shot him in the head.

boom!
In an instant, a second shot rang out, this time not a headshot, but a hit on the gunman who was holding the last Russian.

boom!
The last Russian's first shot was fired because the gun was held in his hand and the line of sight was off, so the bullet hit higher up.

boom!
Eric's body had barely touched the ground when the final shot pierced the forehead of the last Russian. Blood splattered! The last Russian's eyes widened, staring intently at Eric. Eric's speed was unbelievable; before he could even react, Eric was gone.
Who exactly is this person? With his last thought, he collapsed onto the corpse of his companion.

Eric let out a soft breath, got up, stepped over the Russian's corpse, and headed forward.

The process seemed long, but it only took two seconds for the battle to end.

After walking through this passageway, we finally stopped at the table and chairs where the Russians were drinking. Our gaze then fell on a door a few meters away in front of the table and chairs.

Standing in the corner, Eric turned his gaze to the left passageway, making sure no one was there. He narrowed his eyes slightly and then walked towards the small door.

There are guards stationed at the entrance, so the person inside this small door must be of high status.

Based on the area of ​​the first floor, the space behind this small door must be quite large.

His target is most likely here, or at the very least, a core figure in the Rusty Harbor gang.

So whether he is the boss or not doesn't matter, as long as this key figure knows about the child trafficking within the gang, that's enough.

inside the door.

The music was still deep Russian, and with the high-quality speakers, the sound was not only melodious but also very realistic.

However, there were still some abrupt noises.

"Did you hear something?" Aigur, sitting at the desk deep inside the room by the window, asked a tall, muscular Russian man with a bare chest covered in tattoos, sitting to his right.

In the same space, four Russians, each doing their own thing, heard Aigur's words and looked at each other in the same way.

"Are Gardner and his friends playing some game again?"

The Russian man being questioned stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."

Under the watchful eyes of Aigur and the remaining four Russians, the Russian who had spoken walked toward the door.

Open the door.

Before he could even see what was in front of him clearly, he was suddenly struck by a chilling sight: Eric's expressionless face and the muzzle of a gun pressed against his forehead.

Eric looked at the astonished Russian and put his left index finger to his lips.

Shhh!
The Russian opened his mouth, feeling a chill that went deep into his bones. Overwhelmed by intense fear, his body stiffened, and he dared not do anything.

But his unusual behavior was noticed by everyone in the room.

"I'm still sitting behind my desk enjoying myself," Aigur said, frowning.

Massimo?

The answer he received was not a human voice, but a gunshot that rang out throughout the entire office.

boom!
Massimo, whom he was talking about, was instantly blown off his head by Eric.

The next second, everyone was shocked.

Eric abruptly grabbed the corpse in front of him to block his path, then stepped into the office, his azure eyes instantly absorbing everything within as his pupils contracted slightly.

Because of the information Manny gave him, he knew that the Russian man with a proper build in front of him was Aigur.

On the right is a sofa cover, a Russian is inspecting a gun, and in front of him is a bar counter full of bottles, where three Russians are drinking.

The left side also has a sofa set, but it's completely empty.

(End of this chapter)