……
"Get in there."
Raphael pointed at the slightly opened car door and said, "No matter what happens next, don't try to come out."
"how about you?"
She waved her gun and replied confidently: "That's my job."
Pascal shrank back, turned around and obediently got into the carriage.
She always felt that Raphael didn't look like a veteran of many battles.
The clothes Raphael was wearing were everyday casual clothes that had nothing to do with the soldiers' combat uniforms.
The neck and wrists sticking out from the collar and cuffs looked no different from those of a normal girl in Pascal's eyes.
The chestnut hair, simply tied up, glows fluorescently under the light.
Furthermore, her knuckles and palms showed no signs of wear and tear—no trace of calluses.
Although I have seen Miss Raphael in uniform, all signs indicate that she is not a combat officer who rushes to the front line.
In this day and age, if a girl obtains a military rank and a formal commission, she will usually be assigned to a suitable and respectable position.
"Just stay calm for a few minutes, I'll be back for you soon."
Pascal saw Raphael close the car door, curl up and tinker with it for a while, then quickly left.
She watched Raphael leave, as agile as a kitten, silent and swift.
Pascal always had the illusion that she was going hunting.
In fact, the girl's intuition was not much different. The reason why Raphael took the initiative to leave was simple. At least he couldn't passively take a beating.
Considering that Miss Pascal is the other party's target, the appearance of the lady's personal bodyguard means that their target is nearby.
Perhaps even someone who is not a fool can guess this.
But the problem is that there are no less than a hundred cars parked on one floor, and the time required to search alone cannot be underestimated.
The efficiency of dispersed search will be improved, but dispersion will give the guards the possibility to defeat them one by one.
In Raphael's opinion, the other party had basically no choice.
Don't forget, there's a police car parked downstairs. If the police officer notices something's wrong, they'll only have five minutes to use it.
Especially in these five minutes, some time should be left for retreat.
Such a tight time limit left them with basically no choice.
Raphael saw this point clearly, so he asked Pascal to hide in the car and went to the other side to actively attract the enemy.
If her opponent had a choice, she would not use such a risky method.
Of course, this is essentially an alternative application of the "hook tactic."
Raphael looked above the stairs vigilantly, her gun pointed at them the whole time. She would also check the surveillance footage on her phone from time to time to confirm the whereabouts and condition of the kidnapper (? ).
About 10 seconds later, the three men seemed to have finished checking a small area, raised their Uzi submachine guns and rushed across the open area, intending to continue their search.
Since he was acting like he was racing against time, there was no need for her to be polite.
Raphael stood up suddenly, aimed, and fired in one go. Three bullets flew out of the muzzle and hit the man in the head accurately.
Before the man could react, a few wisps of green smoke suddenly burst out from his chest.
"Puff puff puff puff..."
“Puff, puff~~”
The two sides immediately started a melee. For a while, the parking lot was filled with the sound of bullets hitting the walls and cars, as well as the screams of people being hit by bullets.
Chapter 81 Stalemate
“…There’s a fight going on up there…”
"Will the policeman hear it?"
"He's just a wage earner, with such a small salary every month, is he worth his life against us? ... As long as the support he calls for doesn't arrive, we just need to stay alert."
The two gangsters were chatting idly like this, and didn't notice that Bach had already found a distance where he could observe them through the car window.
It must be said that the position chosen by Bach was very hidden. No matter how the man scanned with his naked eyes, he could not find the shadow peeping behind the car window.
Suddenly, a heart-wrenching howl from upstairs instantly broke the dynamic balance of the lowest level of the parking lot.
Regardless of what happened, this means that someone has been injured.
The absence of violent sounds of flames and gas indicated that the other party or both parties upstairs used sound suppressors, thereby reducing the characteristics and decibels of the gunshots.
On the contrary, as for the HK416 in Bach's hand, although as a police officer he could apply for purchasing qualifications and receive corresponding financial subsidies, he found it troublesome at the time and felt that the procedures and qualification review were very cumbersome, so he did not think about installing a suppressor.
Now when I encounter a scenario where I need to use it, I suddenly become very passive.
"Damn it, if I can walk out of here standing, I'm going to do it when I get back!"
He patted the receiver affectionately, put the butt of the rifle against his shoulder, and slowly raised the rifle. The red frame and aiming point in the center of the holographic sight fell steadily on the face of the gunman who was alert outside.
The instructor of the police shooting technique course said, "Pull the trigger at a steady speed, don't pay attention to the process of firing, and let the firing be completed unintentionally."
He held his breath and held the handguard firmly with his left hand. With a "pop" sound, the bullet shattered two windows of glass and rolled out.
Bach didn't think about the trajectory at all and seized the opportunity to fire a burst of shots.
"…What to do next, Bach?" He shrank back after the fight, muttering to himself, "Time to move position."
The most important thing is to remember the enemy's position and movements, put yourself in their perspective to see what you should do after being "attacked", and then find a transfer route that suits you.
In such a situation, the most important thing is to keep moving. If you stop, you will die.
That policeman actually came in here and asked for death!
Atwood saw his companion sitting down limply, his heart sank, and he quickly lay down, only to find that the policeman had already stopped firing. Now that the deafening sound of gunfire had faded, the garage, which had returned to its silent embrace, looked like a man-eating beast in his eyes.
Atwood glanced at his companion and found that he had died quickly. He had been shot in the chin, and the bullet had spread around his jaw and a dozen teeth.
As for the cause of death, he guessed that the broken skull was embedded in the brain, and the person died immediately.
He stepped back slowly, put his submachine gun on the ground first, and then lay down.
Atwood did not face the lane directly, but was at an angle of about 45 degrees, with his body blocked by the tires and his submachine gun facing the lane sideways. Once he started firing, he only needed to move forward and the submachine gun would be able to sweep half of the lane.
Or to put it more simply, without aiming, the person does not need to move, just push the submachine gun forward with both hands and fire directly outside.
He learned this trick from the Russians, and it is particularly effective in street fighting.
The garage can barely be considered a street fight, at least the space is narrow and there are many vehicles.
Another advantage of lying down is that he can see where the feet are.
The person was standing on the ground, and unless the crazy policeman was willing to risk climbing onto a car or hiding behind the wheel of a car like him, he would definitely be able to see the other person.
The problem is that some cars aren't parked far enough to keep the officer's feet completely hidden.
This was his chance.
Bach had already thought of this. He fiddled with the police soft bulletproof vest he was wearing, hoping that the bastard in charge of logistics and procurement did not take any kickbacks. He was really going to fight for his life this time.
With his hands on the hood, he put his feet on the bumper, carefully and cautiously using all his strength to support his body.
Finally, he lay on the car, like a caterpillar, slowly crawling to a position that could be observed with the naked eye. He leaned over to look in the direction of the other armed kidnapper, then immediately retracted his head.
In Bach's observation, no one was seen standing near the entrance of the stairwell in the center of the garage, but blood was seen gradually spreading to the driveway, indicating that the direction of his observation was correct.
Where did the people go? Both sides thought at the same time and began to doubt whether their decision was correct.
Atwood lay on the ground, looking left and right, crawling back and forth until he was exhausted, but he could not see anyone; while Police Officer Bach stuck to the car, but could not find the enemy.
During the stalemate, the people upstairs entered a time of childhood memories: Eagle Catches Chicken - Raphael moved nimbly in a small area, but this "chicken" could bite their crowns at any time, and if bitten, they would have to lie on the ground and sleep forever.
"Come on, come on," Raphael muttered to himself, and he ran up and immediately bent his knees to slide behind another car. He turned around and stuck to the edge of the car and fired at the two people who didn't have time to aim.
The enemy was very cautious, and their first reaction after the target was out of sight was to find cover. After the first round of attacks, these two had learned their lesson.
The careless companion had fallen to the ground. Although he was not dead yet, his wailing had become very weak.
In a few minutes, this man will be beyond the reach of God.
Even Allah could do nothing about it. The most he could do was build a luxurious tomb for him and then tell his believers: This is the fate of a "saint".
When Raphael saw that his first shot missed, he immediately turned to the hood of the nearby trolley and continued to wait for the right opportunity to fire.
"Da da da da~"
The two robbers made the same choice as Raphael, which was essentially because they did not trust the protection provided by the aluminum alloy car body.
After they hurriedly climbed into the nearest vehicle, they began to shoot indiscriminately in the direction where the bullets were coming from.
After Raphael fired back two shots, he took out the spare magazine from his backpack for the first time. After replacing it, he quickly stood up and ran diagonally towards the opponent's blind spot.
Perhaps the other party was unaware of her intention, or perhaps he had realized that the two sides were getting closer and chose to let it go instead of consciously maintaining a distance between the two sides.
Because we are holding a submachine gun, we feel that "close combat is in our favor"?
"If you hold on to this idea, you will suffer a loss."
Raphael's movements were faster than they expected. With just a few seconds of advance, she established a time difference and reaction time for her next move.
Chapter 82: Fighting Hard
"Hey, hello," Raphael appeared on the high roof between the two of them and said to them with a smile, "Are you squatting back to back?"
The USP45 immediately spewed out flames, and the first three bullets all hit the kidnapper who was wearing a high-end fabric suit, but only made him stagger forward. Raphael immediately realized that the other party was wearing a bulletproof vest.
The .45-inch AP bullet didn't seem to be that effective. Raphael re-examined this bullet that was said to have armor-piercing capabilities, and decisively jumped down and kicked another black robber in plain clothes in the lower back.
Taking advantage of the robber's stagger, Raphael jumped in front of the black robber in two steps.
The opponent also stabilized his body at this time, put down his submachine gun, and then cunningly put it under his left armpit.
Raphael had used this move before, using the blue Easter egg to smear Lingyin's face. She slipped into the blind spot on the opponent's right hand side.
At this moment, she retracted her hands and held the pistol close to her chest. Her auxiliary hand covered her right hand holding the gun, and her thumbs were facing each other.
Although the focus of this posture is to protect the weapon in hand——
Since there is no turning radius when using the high stance, it is difficult for the enemy to recapture or block the gun.
——In fact, the high-stance holding method of the center-axis heavy-lock shooting system is the fastest way to complete the preparatory posture for raising the gun to shoot in an emergency.
Because the barrel is parallel to the shoulder, you only need to make sure your shoulder is facing the enemy, and you can shoot at the enemy without aiming.
In addition, this posture will make the body and the gun form a very stable triangle structure, which will be more stable when shooting than holding the gun traditionally.
It can also help in recoil control.
Of course, don't even think about shooting accuracy.
The essence of this thing is pointed shooting, you need to point and shoot, and victory is when you empty the magazine as quickly as possible.
In order to avoid being shot, Raphael had already slipped to the side of the opponent's right arm and appeared in his peripheral vision in a relatively parallel posture.
Some people always joke that this system is "American Iai". From Raphael's actual experience, the pistol is accurate and fast within seven steps, and there is absolutely no problem with it.
As long as you can hit three targets with three rapid-fire pistol shots from a distance of 100 meters, you can still be accurate and fast from 7 steps away.
And within seven steps, of course, you have to empty the magazine as quickly as possible in the safest posture.
"Bye-Bye."
After uttering his farewell words indifferently, Raphael shot at the black robber as fast as he could.
She didn't aim at any vital points, her attack was directed in the direction of the shoulder.
Instead of aiming to kill the opponent with one strike, the priority is to cause damage to the opponent so that the opponent loses his combat effectiveness.
As long as this person is temporarily unable to move, it is a victory. We can come back later to shoot him, so don't waste this time.
Seven consecutive shots hit the opponent's arms and waist, and the pain made the kidnapper stunned for a moment.
By the time he reacted, Raphael's pistol had entered the extended posture of the CAR method, and the hole extending from the gun body was pointing at his chin.
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