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

Chapter 66 The Uninvited Guest (Please read on!!)
Eric sat there for a long time until he heard a slight noise. In the dim light, he raised his wrist to check the time.

[00: 56]
"That's exactly what they're planning, but why?"

Yes, why?
But now is not the time to think about such things.

With this idea in mind, Eric picked up his Benelli M4 while holding the tablet and walked towards the windowsill.

Stop walking.

Through the gap in the curtains, Eric could see two cars parked on the opposite side of the wide road in front of his front yard, both Toyota Corollas.

Eric watched quietly, waiting for the people in the two cars to get out.

"One, two, three, four, five," finally stopping at ten. Watching these ten men, each wearing a jet-black balaclava, sneak into the front yard, Eric turned and left, using the blankets and pillows to prepare for his nap on the bed.
I walked slowly to the partition wall next to the sink in the bathroom aisle directly opposite the bed, and squatted down.

Then I took out the tablet computer, which I had already turned down to the lowest brightness setting.

Each of the compartments above revealed furtive figures, a total of ten people. They were not all standing together, but rather in groups of several, forming three groups.

One group of three checked the situation outside, another group of three stayed in the middle to bring up the rear, and a group of four acted as the vanguard. Instead of breaking down the door, they moved to the open-air leisure area on the other side. First, they forcibly broke a window on the first-floor open-air windowsill and sneaked into the living room together.

"Interesting. Looks like someone with some military training," Eric thought to himself, his expressionless face simply staring at everything displayed on the tablet.

Watching these ten uninvited guests slowly explore the first floor, the vanguard group of four eventually led the way to the stairs.

Seeing this, Eric gently placed the tablet on the floor, picked up the Benelli M4 and slung it over his shoulder to secure it, then pulled out the Beretta M9A3, which already had an Osprey silencer installed, from its holster.

While silencers cannot completely eliminate sound, they can extinguish fireworks, making them the most suitable option under the current circumstances.

Also, the combination of the Osprey silencer and the Beretta M9A3 produces a very quiet gunshot, making it easy for the enemy to not be able to pinpoint its location.

Eric looked down at the tablet on the floor and watched as the three groups began to disperse, one group responsible for searching one room at a time on the second floor. He watched as the vanguard group had already reached his main room.

Hold the Beretta M9A3 in the best grip position for indoor CQB pistols, raise your right hand, support your fingers with your left hand from below and bite them together with your right hand, forming a circle with your arms.

Hearing a clicking sound, Eric took one last look at the tablet computer, which was about to turn off, and confirmed the positions of the ten people once again.

The vanguard group of four gathered at the doorway, the rearguard group of three had just entered the secondary bedroom behind the vanguard group, and the observation group of three had just come out of another bedroom behind the rearguard group.

With one last glance, Eric looked up, and the tablet screen went dark.

Click! The door opened.

In the silence, Eric could hear the heavy, suppressed breathing.

Two figures appeared in front of him and stopped beside the bed. The two men were even preparing to pull out gleaming knives.

why?
In a split second, Eric pulled the trigger repeatedly.

puff puff!

In the dim light, it was impossible to see where the two figures had been shot, nor could it be seen that they were bleeding profusely after being shot. However, the two figures that appeared by the bed instantly collapsed towards the bed.

Eric's expressionless face and unwavering eyes showed no emotion. At such close range, he chose to shoot the head, a single, fatal blow, leaving no room for surprises.

Two shots to the head, without even looking at the results, he quickly got up and sidestepped to cut the corner. The first two bodies had just fallen onto the bed or the floor next to the bed at that moment.

A figure appeared before Eric. Before he could react, Eric raised his gun slightly and pulled the trigger.

puff!
Another headshot.

At the same time, the side-shifting and angle-cutting continued, and the trigger had just been pulled when the last figure appeared in the field of vision.

At this moment, the last person finally absorbed the information from the outside world and reacted.

But the moment he raised his gun, Eric had already pulled the trigger.

puff puff!

Both shots hit the last person who had just reacted in the chest, temporarily freezing his movements.

Eric, having chosen the safety option, gently raised the muzzle and pulled the trigger.

puff!
The final shot hit the head of the enemy who was in a slightly stiff but not dead position.

The next second, I heard the thud of a third corpse falling, and a slight movement in the corridor outside.

Although the Beretta M9A3 with the Osprey silencer is very quiet, it is not completely silent.

Ultimately, in the quiet environment of the night, sound will have a loudspeaker effect in people's ears, becoming much more noticeable than usual.

At that moment, the fourth body had just collapsed onto the floor. Eric quickly holstered his Beretta M9A3 and raised his Benelli M4, aiming it at the partition wall next to the door.

The sounds echoing in the corridor, along with the enemy's location confirmed on the tablet at the last glance, gave Eric a concrete idea of ​​what was happening, thanks to the attribute points that boosted his physical abilities and brainpower.

Hearing the commotion, the three members of the observation team cautiously made their way towards the main room.

Eric did not attack. Instead, he held his Benelli M4 in a CQB-appropriate shoulder-mounted position against the partition wall by the door, maintaining a safe shooting distance, and waited quietly.

Taking the initiative would negate my advantage of being out in the dark, so waiting for the prey to come to me here is the best option.

Defending is the true advantage.

Completely absorbed in the moment, Eric didn't see the enemy's body or gun barrel in front of him, but he could see a pair of feet slightly exposed.

boom!
Eric quickly lowered the muzzle of his gun, pulled the trigger, and blasted the feet to smithereens. Then, he raised the muzzle of his gun in the process.

In my eyes, a figure was falling forward because it had lost its footing, revealing most of its body.

Pull the trigger.

boom!
At such close range, the power of the slug was evident at that moment. Even in the dim environment, it was able to blast the figure into a large number of black dots.

In less than a second, Eric moved quickly, not going out, but rapidly shifting sideways to widen his field of vision, cutting along the edge of the door, and pulling the trigger when he saw a somewhat blurry line.

boom!
The slug easily pierced the fragile partition wall, blasting away the obvious, blurry black line.

(End of this chapter)