. Feng Dalong is twenty-three years old this year. He is a sniper and has been in the SWAT team for less than two years. If you came across him on the street, you would definitely not associate him with a sniper. Because he is very fat, with a height of 1.72 meters and a weight of nearly 200 catties. Moreover, he is also highly myopic. With thick glasses on his face, he looks very gentle and honest. But any colleagues who know him know that he is very gentle and simple, and he is also highly myopic. He is definitely the ace sniper of the entire special police detachment, especially when performing missions, he is calm and terrifying. He has carried out seven rescue missions without a single miss.
The snow was still falling, and Feng Dalong was lying on the roof, already covered with snow, because the snowflakes were very dense, which somewhat blocked his sight.
Feng Dalong cursed in a low voice, looked up at the sky, a few snowflakes fell on the lens of the glasses, he lowered his head and rubbed it on his arm, and then looked at the sniper scope. Looking at the dense crowd below, he moved the muzzle slowly, looking for possible dangers.
At this time, a large snowflake fell in front of the sniper scope, and he clearly saw the beautiful patterns on the snowflakes, which were crystal clear like crystals. A slight cold wind blew, and the snowflake swirled in front of the sniper scope and floated up again.
At the moment when the snowflakes floated up, Feng Dalong's chubby body suddenly tensed up, and the blood flow in his body was much faster than before. A gleam of coldness flashed through his eyes hidden behind the glasses, and he saw a guy in the crowd with a gun in his hand, and the scary thing was that the muzzle of the gun was facing Yang Jinxiong.
Another snowflake fell in front of the sniper scope, Feng Dalong didn't hesitate, and didn't dare to hesitate, he squeezed the trigger hard.
"boom!"
"boom!"
The two gunshots sounded almost at the same time, Feng Dalong's face changed greatly, it was too late, the snowflake only stayed in front of his sniper scope for a few tenths of a second, but it was just a few tenths of a second, not even a breath, But it determines the success or failure of a mission, and maybe Yang Jinxiong's life or death.
Feng Dalong didn't look at the killer hidden in the crowd, and quickly turned his gun. Through the sniper scope, he saw that Yang Jinxiong's chest was already stained red with blood, and there were still some red spots on the white snow, which looked a little shocking.
Huang Dianhe did not expect that there was a killer hidden in the crowd. The moment Yang Jinxiong was shot, as the captain of the special police brigade and a former excellent soldier, his reaction speed was quite fast.
Hugging Yang Jinxiong in his arms, he suddenly turned around, kicked open the back door and ran in, hissing, "Shoot!"
As his voice fell, the windows of the rooms on the first floor and the second floor suddenly opened, and the dark muzzle of the gun poked out, and the flame suddenly shot out from the muzzle, and the gunfire of the Type 95 assault rifle rang out.
"Da da!"
"Da da!!!!"
Then a shout came from among the punks: "Rush in!"
"boom!"
"Bang bang bang!!!"
I saw more than a dozen people took out their guns and pulled the triggers at the special police and police officers at the door.
Immediately, gunshots rang out intensively, the glass door of the Municipal Bureau shattered with a bang, and the floor was covered with shards of glass. Then screams rang out, those little gangsters were out of luck, a dozen people including the bamboo pole, dense bullets pierced into their bodies, making them tremble uncontrollably, and blood spattered continuously.
The special police and the civilian police standing at the door were also injured, but they were wearing bulletproof vests, and the wounds were on their legs and arms, and they were not hit critically.
The uninjured shot while dragging the wounded through the door, leaving shocking bloodstains on the ground.
Those little gangsters dared to rush in, and with a loud noise, they began to run in all directions in panic. And the dozen or so guys hidden in the crowd knew that the mission had failed, and they were waiting to die if they stayed, so they could only run with the crowd.
At this moment, dull gunshots sounded from various hidden points. It sounded very special. Those who are familiar with guns must be able to hear it. It is the unique gunshot of the 85th sniper rifle. The heads or backs of the six gunmen were bloody, and they fell to the ground.
Huang Dianhe hugged Yang Jinxiong and hid behind the wall, then put Yang Jinxiong on the ground: "Ju Yang, Ju Yang"
Yang Jinxiong slowly opened his eyes, his face was full of pain: "Leave me alone, go and command the battle, absolutely don't let them rush into the nearby shops and hurt the people."
If Yang Luo is here, whether he is dying or not, his words are good, but just because he still cares about the common people at this time, his impression of him will definitely change.
Huang Dianhe's eyes were red, and he greeted the three special policemen next to him: "Hurry up and call an ambulance and tell them to come in from behind."
&nbThe culprit turned and left, and then the figure inside shook for a while.
"Damn, they're going to run."
Song Xiaoqiao said: "Want to run?"
Yang Luo nodded: "The Heavenly King's operation at the City Bureau failed, of course they have to run away."
Zheng Hangqi said: "The hotel is already surrounded, how are they going to escape?"
At Yang Luo's cross-border cordon, a police officer wanted to stop him, but Yang Luo pulled him aside: "Stop, or I will shoot."
Seeing Yang Luo approaching Wang Bingrui and Wang Xuefeng, several police officers raised their guns and aimed at Yang Luo. And Song Xiaoqiao and Zheng Hangqi also pointed their guns at the police officers, their pretty faces covered with frost.
"What are you going to do?" When Wang Bingrui got out of the car, he saw the two sides pointing guns at each other, and his face became ugly.
Yang Luosen said coldly: "Those gangsters want to run away, give me three sniper rifles."
Now that Wang Bingrui is annoying enough, and Yang Luo still came out to make trouble, his anger came up immediately: "They run? This place is already surrounded, where are they going?"
Yang Luo stared at Wang Bingrui: "There are more than a hundred hostages inside, as long as they create panic and then release the hostages, they are throwing away their guns, changing their clothes, and mixing in the crowd, can you know who is the gangster and who is the hostage? "
Wang Bingrui was stunned, and then said: "Even if I lend you the gun, can you tell the difference?"
Yang Luo smiled: "Yes!"
Wang Bingrui sneered: "It's a joke, how do you tell?"
Yang Luo pointed to his head: "Of course I use my head, because I'm smarter than you."
Wang Bingrui blushed with anger, and just about to lose his temper, Wang Xuefeng said: "Are you soldiers?" After speaking, he glanced at Song Xiaoqiao and Zheng Hangqi. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com