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

Chapter 86 Terrifying Humans (Seeking First Subscription)

"It seems there's a mole within the police station during this operation!"

Eric took a deep breath, and as he listened to the crackling sounds behind him that accompanied the gunshots, his eyes turned cold and sharp.

He knew about the Los Angeles Police Department's operation, which made it easy for him to spot the people watching him.

But how could the other party be so sure that the people outside, including those in these vehicles, were all being watched? How could they identify the target as soon as they came out? And how could they act so quickly, as if they were acting alone in private?

Clearly, there's a mole inside.

However, that's something that can be dealt with later; right now...
Clang! Clang!
Eric crouched down against the back of the muscle pickup truck, turned around and leaned over to watch as AR-15 5.56mm bullets kept hitting the front of the truck, including penetrating the windshield, making high-frequency metallic clanging sounds and sparks flying.

Sparks flashed like the arc of an electric welder, and black smoke rose from the bullet holes.

Those damn Koreans have too much firepower!

Through the small gap between the rear and front windows, Eric watched as six AR-15s relentlessly fired at his vehicle.

The spent cartridges were practically raining down.

Only fully automatic systems can achieve this level of firepower and high rate of fire!

"one!"

Eric, like his fellow guys, dared not show his face and was completely suppressed.

However, this doesn't mean he has no chance. This kind of firepower suppression comes fiercely, but it also goes away quickly.

The AR-15 is one of the easiest rifles to buy in the American market, with a standard 30-round magazine.

"two!"

So, a team like the Koreans, who are obsessed with suppressing the enemy with firepower, can only maintain that suppression for about three seconds at most.

"three!"

So now he's counting to three.

The firepower and gunfire did indeed decrease, clearly indicating that the Koreans had emptied their magazines.

Seeing four of them reach into their bags for magazines, Eric didn't have time to worry about his car. He chose to attack from the other side, leaning against the car and taking the opportunity to quickly lean out and fire two shots.

He only has two or three seconds to go!

boom!boom!
Headshot! One of the Koreans collapsed on the spot.

The second shot hit another guy in the chest! It made him stagger.

This amazing marksmanship, as unpredictable as before, sent a chill down the spines of all the Koreans.

"Damn it!!!"

Watching that damned and cunning guy lean out from the other side of the car, raising his gun and aiming it at them, the rest of the men just took out new magazines from their bags and clicked them into their AR-15s, ready to continue maintaining firepower.

Determined to kill Eric by any means necessary, they were already somewhat intoxicated by the atmosphere and the various hormones surging through their bodies.

But Eric's shooting speed was faster than they expected, and his accuracy was greater than they anticipated.

Suddenly, two more shots were fired in quick succession.

boom!
Another person's neck was pierced on the spot. He staggered and bumped into a Ford Transit next to him, clutching his neck. He was clearly going to die.

boom!
Another person was shot in the head. He stared wide-eyed in disbelief as Eric collapsed backward, his consciousness fading instantly.

In a mere instant, only two of the six who were initially standing and attacking were left. This astonishing result left everyone stunned.

Thud! The dull thud of the corpse falling to the ground was unusually jarring.

"Damn it! You son of a bitch! You want to die?!" Cui Dongjian roared furiously, leaning against the back of the Ford Transit.
Cui Dongjian's shout instantly brought the remaining men to their senses. They looked at Eric, who quickly retreated, and a hint of fear appeared in their eyes. They raised their AR-15s, shouldered them, and fired at the pickup truck.

Bang bang bang bang!
The recoil from the rifle butt made their shoulders tremble slightly, but it left them feeling utterly insecure, as if death itself was watching them, and their fear grew stronger.

The psychological pressure Eric alone exerted was equivalent to that of an entire division!

This was something Cui Dongjian had never imagined. Unbeknownst to him, beads of sweat were rapidly forming on his forehead.

Holy crap! How can someone's marksmanship be so terrifying! He had never seen such terrifying marksmanship in his entire life, not even during his time in the army. It was giving him a feeling of impending doom, and the suffocating feeling had left his hands numb.

Bang bang bang!

Cui Dongjian leaned against the back of the Ford Transit, glanced up at his underlings who were still firing, and subconsciously looked back at the situation behind him.

Even though his underlings once again forced that terrifying guy to retreat, he knew that the remaining two people couldn't hold out for long.

There were six people just now, but now...
He had no other thoughts left but to run. Perhaps it was just that his underlings were weak, but he had no intention of fighting the terrifying guy in front of him. He just wanted to run!

He just wanted to run!

So he needed to find an opportunity. The pieces he discarded originally numbered thirteen, but now only ten remain.

They were still exchanging fire with the other group of people who were using vehicles as cover or had already found cover.

For a moment, the situation reached a stalemate.

This left Cui Dongjian speechless for a moment. It turned out that his underlings were really just a simple dish!

Nine shots remain.

Eric quickly shrank back, crouching down next to the back of the car, silently reciting to himself as he dodged the gunfire from the front.

The accuracy of the Kanik TP9SF was indeed outstanding, and combined with his precise shooting, it was very powerful. Even when the distance between them was more than 20 meters, it still allowed him to demonstrate its power.

One shot after another, and he got a headshot.

As mentioned before, the recoil of the Carnik TP9SF was too noticeable under rapid continuous fire, so apart from the first shot which achieved his goal, all the rest went slightly off target.

This is the only area where he can't control himself and feels he has a significant flaw.

Of course, this was also a result of his rapid firing; achieving such a result is quite impressive.

"I wonder how powerful the racing-specific model, the Cannick SFxRival-S, will be."

"Or when my Precision Shot level 4 (Mastery) evolves to level 5 Specialization, this weakness should be manageable."

Crack! Crack!
The vehicle was hit by a 5.56mm bullet, but it couldn't reach his location. At the same time, the firepower was less than before, and the resulting noise was not as loud.

The sustained firepower of two people can never match that of six.

Eric pulled his thoughts back and had just silently counted to three when the enemy's firing continued unabated. This was because the enemy had chosen to balance their firepower, firing 3-5 rounds at a time to maintain sustained fire suppression.

"Is it trying to run away?" Eric narrowed his eyes slightly and looked through the rear window.

The two men maintaining firepower were retreating while holding AR-15s and keeping firing.

At the same time, the man who was suspected to be Choi Dong-geon, who had been hiding behind the Ford Transit, finally showed himself.

(End of this chapter)