Bang.

The window glass of a Mercedes-Benz was smashed by bullets, and countless glass fragments fell into the car. The remaining bullets kept blowing by the wall near the bar door. The bodyguard, who had just emerged from the bar and was about to drive, suddenly lowered his body in that second, and then turned around and shrank himself back.

"There is a gunman outside the door!"

The roar echoed in the bar, and another bodyguard responded quickly: "Go to the back door!"

"Are you an idiot? The back door is a dead end. If you want to go out, you have to go back to the alley next to the front door of the bar!"

Hearing this, Chekov was a little confused. He thought his plan had failed, and the rest was to fight to the death. Unexpectedly, these guys were blocked by people outside and could not escape through the back door.

Who would come to find Guke’s bad luck at this time?

Gangster?

police?

Chekov couldn't think of it. He only knew that no matter what aspect the people outside were, they had to put them in. The more chaotic the scene, the better it would be for him.

So, Chekov, who was squatting in the bar holding a *******, took advantage of the moment when the other bodyguard was in trouble and changed his position and stood up, aimed the gun at the position at the front door and quickly pulled the trigger!

Bang!

The firelight came out from the **********. The purpose of this gun Chekov was not to shoot accurately, but to attract everyone's attention through gunfire to create an opportunity for people outside the door to rush in. At this time, we must take a risk. Even if we know that there is a gun pointing at him in the bar, we must stand up because he can't even get out of the bar alone.

puff.

The frame of the wooden pillar suddenly exploded under the impact of the shotgun marbles, and the long wooden thorns separated from the main body and supported outwards; the imitation candlelight bulbs and lampshades on the wooden pillar exploded at the same time under the impact of the marbles, and even the sofa skin under the pillar was penetrated by the marbles.

Click.

The next second, Chekov pulled the shell out again. The moment the No. 20 shotgun shell collapsed from the shell out of the shell, he pulled the trigger for the second time without hesitation.

Bang.

After the second shot was fired, the bear was just trying to avoid it and let the marbles with at least 20 25-caliber marbles fly freely in the bar.

Unfortunately, Chekov's adventure was seized by someone. A bodyguard located at 10 o'clock had already locked the target. Just as Chekov tried his best to shoot at the bodyguard and Gu Ke about 15 meters at the door, the gun here also fired.

Bang.

This was the moment when the entire scene was disrupted, and the sensational effect of the bodyguard's first counterattack brought. In an instant, gunfire sounds came one after another in every corner of the bar, and countless fires appeared in the muzzle.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang bang...

Chekov was too late to hide. The bullets that came out of the slant rushed straight into his chest. After a big hole was blown up in the leather suit with a "puff" sound, the bear was knocked back by the bullets and pushed his shoulders on the wine rack. "Bang", the ones that were originally carrying steadily on the wine rack fell down under his impact, and the sound of "crackling" kept ringing.

“f***!”

A curse came from the bar, and Chekov slid down the wine rack in the bar, followed by countless bullets. The decorative lights in the bar were shattered in the light of the light, and the flying wires were ignited above Chekov's head. The wooden board outside the bar was constantly drilled through the bullets. Chekov clearly watched the bullets directly break through the block of the wooden board and flew to his armpits, and almost filled a second bullet hole on his body.

"I hit him!"

"I hit him in the heart!"

"Ceasefire!"

The bodyguard shouted this sentence for fear of being injured. At that moment, Chekov sat on the ground in the bar with his face pale.

He was hit, and the leather suit in the heart of the left chest was emitting blue smoke, and the hole as big as a stamen was present there.

"Hmph...humph..."

The bear sat on the ground and hummed as if someone had a hole in it, and the pain sweat kept flowing down the temples.

"There is one outside the door!"

"Idiot, we have enough chances of winning now as long as we keep the front and back doors, and the police will arrive in a few minutes."

Chekov felt like something was stuck in his throat. After he reluctantly raised his right hand. After he tore open the shirt that had been penetrated by the bullet hole, a black bulletproof vest was exposed, and the bulletproof vest was flattened into it. At this time, Chekov's entire left body was numb.

He hurts!

The bulletproof vest can block the bullet but cannot stop the pain of the force entering the body. If this bear was not really strong and not as strong as a human, its muscles were enough to form buffers to use large areas of bruises to relieve the force. I am afraid that this shot just now could directly break the ribs, or the thick ribs that protect the heart on the chest.

"Chekov?!"

The woman outside the door whisked in and drilled into Chekov's ears as he gritted his teeth: "I'm still alive?"

Charlotte?

Chekov seemed to recognize the woman's voice. She was the woman who led Roger to the fitness club to train. She was the girlfriend who had been hiding on the weekend and never brought her out to have a meal with her. Why did she come?

Could it be that she was the person who forced Gu Ke back outside the door?

How is that possible!

That weak woman can give the harsh bodyguard...

Chekov didn't know how powerful this woman was. When he was attacked on the weekend, he fainted when he arrived with injuries. No one told him what happened afterwards. On the weekend, he just sat silently in front of his sickbed and promised that the Mexicans would be "better to die than to die". In this case, how could he know that the weekend told the woman that the person who came to save him at Lambert's house that day was his brother who exchanged his life. It was even more impossible for him to know that this woman had driven a weekend car to the fitness club to pick up Roger and heard Roger and Chekov talk to him at the door.

Crunch.

The door of the bar was suddenly pushed open at this moment. When Chekov saw this scene, he felt like he was fighting side by side with his former comrades, because the bear knew that the other party could not push the bar open at will. He must obtain corresponding meaning when making this dangerous action, otherwise it would be a stupid behavior. How could such a stupid woman force Gu Ke back with the bodyguards around him? So, what is the most meaningful thing for this woman?

Bang!

Chekov was paralyzed with his right hand, and took out Glock 22 with his left hand and pulled the trigger on the ceiling. He felt that this woman wanted to know her position.

At least when Chekov used to cooperate with his comrades, his comrades would think so.

“to-one!”

A phrase corresponding to Chekov's imagination appeared, and then countless bullets rushed towards the bar gate. Chekov believed that the woman would not be waiting for the beating, so he endured the pain and crawled in the bar counter and gave up the most dangerous position just now.

"The guy at the bar is not dead yet!"

Sure enough, the gunshot attracted the attention of the bodyguards. The second round of bullets began to rush through the bar board from the previous position and rushed into the bar. The fragments of the wooden board kept flying from behind while crawling. The sound of bullets hitting the wooden boards was pressing against all the spaces where Chekov could move again and again at close range.

The two words to-one are not two-by-one in the football world, but special forces. When the agents are trained, everyone will experience advanced tactical training. Chekov hasn't met a person who uses tactical terms like this for a long time. He doesn't know how this woman knows this tactic, but he understands the woman's intentions.

After the right hand paralysis was slightly relieved, Chekov had gone around to the position behind the wine rack in the bar. He switched Glock 22 from his left hand to his right hand, and the *******, with only two bullets left, was thrown on the ground. This is a time when accurate shooting is required. To-one means that when two comrades are located at both ends of the enemy, they use interlaced strikes to quickly kill the enemy. That is to say, the enemy trapped in the middle can only use bunker to avoid one of the bullets. At this moment, the defended comrades will shoot blindly while ensuring their own safety. When the enemy's attention is attracted, the other comrade will accurately shoot during the enemy's counterattack, thereby defeating the enemy with one blow.
Chapter completed!