[Boom Out Win][ABO] Untitled

14.

Hong Jiaodong seemed to be able to smell the precursor of a storm from the air, and was born with an intuitive sensitivity to danger.

This kind of sensitivity has saved his life many times - he was once caught in an alley by Hong Yansi, with wolves in front and tigers behind, the dazzling flashlights illuminated the alley like daylight, and the long bullets The / chain reflects the cold metallic luster, while Hong Jiaodong is lying in a dark corner that cannot be illuminated by the light. The place is only an inch in size. As long as they take one step forward, Hong Jiaodong will have no way to retreat. Under the suppression of powerful firepower, he was caught without a fight.

But Hong Jiaodong can be sure that Hong Yansi did not know that he was hiding here.His threat was nothing more than a bluff, he was just pretending to surrender.

He won the bet.

So in the blink of an eye, Hong Jiaodong sat in the back seat, only saw a little afterimage in the distant rearview mirror, he straightened up suddenly, and immediately said: "Speed ​​up!"

His voice did not allow the driver to execute it smoothly, but because he was frightened, his foot trembled when he stepped on the accelerator, the whole car shook suddenly, and the speed dropped suddenly——

All of this is only a short time, and the orders issued by Hong Jiaodong and Bakuhao Katsuki are almost synchronous. As soon as the end of Hong Jiaodong's final sound fell, a 5.56mm gun/bullet has completed the rotational acceleration in the barrel, screaming It tore the air, and shot out with a bang!

Due to the sudden deceleration, the bullet/bullet did not hit the tire as expected, and it almost slammed into the rear window at an angle of ninety degrees, with a loud "bang!" , A snow-white circular bullet surface was instantly cracked on the bulletproof glass, and countless cracks spread along the center to the surroundings, and the splashed glass residue flew up like snowflakes——

Hong Jiaodong's pupils constricted and he turned around suddenly. The cracked glass split the sight of the rearview mirror into blurred and broken pieces, but he saw the M4 on the roof in an instant, his lips moved slightly, and said word by word. : "Explosion, Hao, Victory, Ji."

However, the situation did not allow him to think too much, Hong Jiaodong immediately groped for the handles on the back of the front seat and the armchair, put down the co-pilot's armchair, turned over neatly onto the co-pilot, and said in a deep voice, "Go to the moat." .”

The driver who just arrived was trembling, almost crying, "I'm new here from other places and I don't know the way!!"

The newly arrived Hong Jiao said sharply: "I don't know either!"

"What should I do!!"

"... Turn on the navigation!"

While they were talking, Beard had already fired three shots—the first shot failed, and all these bullets hit the rear window glass. All covered.Hong Jiaodong took out a w/er/te/pistol/gun from his suit, loaded the magazine, turned off the safety, dialed down the hammer and loaded it in one go. All this process took less than three seconds. When he entered the destination on the navigator horizontally, Hong Jiaodong had already rolled down the window of the car, leaned out half of his body, and fired the first shot of counterattack!

Since Bakugo Katsuki's car was slightly to the right behind them, the shot of Hong Jiaodong also hit their front window glass-the bullet/bullet flew obliquely and hit the upper left of the window with precision Fang, facing the front of the driver's line of sight, if the glass is not bulletproof, I am afraid that this shot is enough to kill the driver on the spot!

The scarred man sitting in the back seat was startled, and blurted out: "Sharpshooter?!"

They are all people who are familiar with guns/weapons. The shot just now was astonishing - the small space, the fast-moving vehicles, the dangerous and unfavorable environment, and so many unpredictable unknown factors. At the moment when it was too late to breathe, if Hong Jiaodong could still shoot successfully at a fixed point, his physical and mental qualities were enough to be called... terrifying.

He went to look at Bakugo Katsuki in shock, and found that he didn't even move his eyebrows: "One power down ten times. Even if he is the white god of death, so what, it's not him who ambushed us in the dark, but us Siege him."

"How many bullets can he have in the magazine? Our firepower is more than a hundred times that of his. Can't we attack this guy who is hiding in the dark and shooting?"

After Hong Jiaodong fired a shot, he hid back. At this time, the driver finally set up the navigation, and the dry female voice in the machine began to repeat the script: "There is a camera 100 meters ahead, please drive slowly..."

"Don't let them go sideways - put the pedal to death."

Hong Jiaodong ordered, and took out a plastic bag from the storage box, which was full of bright yellow bullets. He was like a small mobile arsenal, and took out a small micro/ Chong, and then pinned the pen clipped to his collar into his sleeve.

There was a bullet in it, which was his last line of protection.

The sweat on the driver's hands almost made him lose his grip on the steering wheel. Looking at the rearview mirror, the car was getting closer and closer to them: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The navigation is still following the script: "It has been detected that your speed has exceeded the urban standard, please slow down."

The opponent had given up on targeted aiming, and switched to brutal firepower suppression—the bearded man and the scarred man joined in, holding up the assault rifle and firing like a storm, the bullet casings splattered, and at the same time, the bulletproof glass The residue on the bed was also flying freely.This troubled glass has begun to loosen, and it will soon fail——

Hong Jiaodong blatantly grabbed the steering wheel from the driver's hand, and turned it to the extreme left in an instant - the tires made a piercing grinding sound on the road, like an arrow off the string, and the engine gave out a low roar , and slammed into the green belt on the side!

At this very second, Bakugo Katsuki and his sports car had already caught up, and the scorched car was almost lying in the middle of the road at this moment, and the dense firepower instantly slanted out, and there was a crisp crash, and the rear window The glass finally shattered—the poor driver put his foot on the gas pedal desperately, and heard the dull sound of bullets hitting the metal shell of the car, and the crackling fire and air screaming almost stunned him In the next second, he plunged into the green belt and rushed directly to another road!

Bang Jiaodong did not stop for a moment, and immediately let go of the steering wheel, the steering wheel spun wildly, the car's oblique posture was stagnant under the friction of the ground, and turned around after a sharp turn—a wide A long trail was dragged out of the road, and this almost frightening big turn was completed with the accelerator pedal being stepped on all the way!

Navigator: "It has been detected that your route has changed, and the route has been redesigned for you..."

The driver went crazy: "...ahhhhhh I'm still alive!!"

Navigator: "I think you're driving a bit high, do you need some soothing music?"

Before he had time to celebrate the rest of his life, Bakugo Katsuki shot at them across the green belt-the crackling bullets came in an instant, and the car was deformed in an instant.The driver yelled and stepped on the accelerator to follow the navigation: "Little Boss, Boss, Boss, did we call for help?!"

The navigator began to play "The Original Scenery of Hometown" on its own initiative: "I hope you can maintain a steady heart, and turn right after the road merges 500 meters ahead."

"I sent the direction, but it's probably too late," Hong Jiaodong said in a low voice, his left hand/gun and right hand slightly/charged, and he was able to resist the fire attack of the two opposite people, "We will merge soon, we must grab ahead of them."

The small car was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and bullets/casings bounced all over the floor. After hearing his words, the driver's nerves tensed all over his body, and he felt that the accelerator was about to be broken by him: "I, I, I, I have tried my best. ah!!!"

In the blink of an eye after 500 meters, the driver gritted his teeth and rushed forward brazenly while driving the dilapidated car amidst the soothing and melodious ocarina.In such a fast-moving environment, almost all his actions were based on instinct, and he was so nervous that he didn't even think about it—he looked at Katsuki Bakugou who was chasing them on the right, and turned the steering wheel to the right. After a few laps, he almost rushed out by brushing the opponent's body!

The two cars returned to the same road, still one behind the other, but Bakugo Katsuki's face became more and more ugly-they had already driven to the suburbs, and although he was pressing down on the road, the other party always Survival from desperate situations.He is well aware of the fact that soldiers are precious and swift, but this time he was caught off guard, the longer the time dragged on, the worse it would be for him, and the more people he knew, the harder it would be for him to strike... He scowled, Said to Scarface: "Use the bazooka."

The scarred face was blasted and frozen and injured a hand across the green belt. After hearing the words, he couldn't even care about the pain: "Boss, is that too loud?!"

"It's easy to talk about anything when a person is dead," Baohao actually prepared to do it himself, picked up the box, opened it and loaded the ammunition, "The other person is not dead, you still expect you to live?"

The man with the scar swallowed his saliva, feeling that Bakugo Katsuki was very restless this time—his eyes were bloodshot and his veins were bulging, and he looked excited and impulsive, but he felt that he shouldn't talk too much, so he pulled the zipper on his mouth Pulled on.

Immortals fight, little ghosts suffer... As he thought in his heart, he still had lingering fears about Hong Jiaodong's god-like and treacherous marksmanship. He was able to hit his right hand with a single shot across the green belt before, if he hadn't been wearing a watch, It is estimated that the bullet/bullet can directly penetrate the aorta on his wrist.

But Katsuki Bakugo was right, he thought.Facing such an enemy who is proficient in evasion and pursuit, the way to win is to crush them directly with force.

Hong Jiaodong loaded the last bullet into the magazine. There were many bloodstains on his face from the scratches of the glass, but there was no fatal wound on his whole body.He tossed the spent micro-chaser towards the back seat, and said to the driver: "We'll jump out of the car later."

The driver who was trying to hook the crumbling car door was stunned: "Little boss, what are you talking about?!"

"Jump," Hong Jiaodong repeated, at this time a bullet hit the back seat with a bang, and the cotton made a dull sound, "You jump first, and then I jump."

The driver cried: "I have a wife, child and gay friends!! I don't want to 'youjumpIjump' with you!!"

The navigator played "My Heart Will Go On" at the right time: "Go straight ahead for 300 meters and arrive at your destination. I wish you a pleasant journey."

Hong Jiaodong said: "I'll call one two three, you just open the car door and jump!"

The driver went crazy: "Ahhh, little boss, I didn't jump over the car, I only know how to drive—"

"one."

Hong Jiaodong grabbed the steering wheel with one hand, and his facial features were flickered by the fire light brought by the bullets fired from behind. have to jingle;

Bakugo Katsuki narrowed his eyes slightly, his hair was blown upright by the swift wind, his sharp eagle-like eyes fixed on the vehicle in front of him, it had already been beaten into a sieve and sent to be repaired The kind that can be scrapped directly by the factory—his chest rose and fell, and he pulled out a mocking smile.

"two."

With his right hand, Hong Jiaodong picked up the pistol/gun with only one bullet left, and swung the steering wheel in a circle to the right;

Bakugo inspected the distance to the car ahead, took a deep breath of cold air, and moved his finger to the trigger position.

"three!"

Following Hong Jiaodong's roar, the driver closed his eyes and let go of the crumbling car door. Before he had time to calm down, he was pushed down by Hong Jiaodong's elbow: "Ahhh!!"

The vehicle suddenly turned to the right, the inertia threw Hong Jiaodong to the left, the door opened wide, Hong Jiaodong held on to the broken glass frame with one hand, and the sharp glass instantly pierced his left hand with blood—most of his body They were all thrown out of the car, and his whole body tensed up like a bow, but his eyes were like a torch, and he raised the gun steadily with his right hand, and fired brazenly in the cold hunting wind!

Bakugo Katsuki pulled the trigger without hesitation, the strong recoil shook him back a step, and the spindle-shaped armor-piercing projectile flew obliquely towards the black car in front, let alone a car. The people in the car, even this car can be turned into a pile of scrap metal in an instant!

Boom-!

The powerful air waves generated by the explosion instantly made everything around tremble!The flames soared into the sky, and the lingering black car was pushed hundreds of meters away by the explosion. The metal shell rubbed against the ground and produced a series of sparks, which soon triggered a second explosion, blowing up in all directions. , I can't even recognize the original appearance.

The flames in Bakugo Katsuki's eyes flickered, and for a moment he couldn't tell which was brighter, his eyes or the flames.

The last shot that Hong Jiaodong fired hit the bearded lungs, and he suddenly let go of the gun in his hand, and the whole person fell on his back.Bakugo Katsuki gave him a hand, and got out of the car after confirming that his life was not in danger—he was holding the Desert Eagle in his hand. Seat power is powerful and unpopular.However, these shortcomings were not a problem to Bakugo Katsuki at all. He raised the Desert Eagle and pointed it at Tokoro who was lying on the ground.

Even though he managed to jump out of the car before the explosion, Hong Jiaodong was still bruised because he was too close to the explosion-he was hit by flying shrapnel on his arms and legs, and red blood flowed out along the wound, Katsuki Bakugo Meeting him for the third time, the killing intent in his eyes finally stopped hiding: "It's really hard to kill you, Hong Jiaodong."

Hong Jiaodong coughed a few times, he looked embarrassed, his clothes were all tattered, but he still didn't panic, he just said: "You think too highly of me...just because you are less knowledgeable than Hong Yansi Too much."

"I know what you're thinking," Bakugo Katsuki said coldly, "A bullet can penetrate half a meter in the water at most, but do you think I'll give you a chance to jump into the river?"

The place where he was only ten meters away from them was the moat. It had just rained a few days ago, and the river was calm and cold in late autumn, and the sound of gurgling water was almost in their ears.Bakugo Katsuki continued: "Do you think that everyone in the world except you is a fool, jumping into the trap you dug?"

Hong Jiaodong smiled, full of provocation: "Didn't you dance?"

Bakugo Katsuki also laughed, stepped forward and put the gun on Hong's scorched forehead: "So what if I jumped?"

"Banghao wins himself," Hong Jiaodong showed the expression of seeing some childish remarks, "So, I am not the one who plays chess, and neither are you. We are all just chosen pieces."

Following his low voice, something roared from above their heads.

Katsuki Bakugo raised his head in astonishment, and found that it was actually a helicopter—its non-stop rotating blades created a small whirlwind, and it was impossible to see anything clearly from too far away. With a sudden heartbeat, I pulled the trigger in an instant!

Then there was only a sound of "bang", the pistol/gun in his hand was shot off by someone else, and the bullet/bullet flying obliquely wiped along Hong's scorched cheek, and penetrated deep into the soil!

Hong Jiaodong knew that the pen he hid in his sleeve was no longer needed.

"Those who have the right to choose have always been Green Valley."

TBC.

Mr. Hong: "But please be sure to choose me." [Hello

Why did the driver survive? [Because the driver why bother the driver!

My combat power setting (this broken article actually has a combat power setting?!) is like this:

Hand-to-hand combat: Ka (epee without front type)>Jiu (trick and leverage type)>Boom (no way) [Hey!

Gunfight: Boom (sharpshooter)>Jiu (not so godly)>Ka (rough firepower to suppress chug chug) [Hey!

Apologize to the three for weakening their fighting power...

*White Death: Simon Haye, the most killed sniper in World War II and the most killed sniper in the world.Because he was fighting in the snow, he was dressed in white, and that's how he got his name. (Still a great god who doesn’t need a scope...)