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An Jianing knelt on one knee, holding a gun in both hands, aimed at the direction Li Xiangdong had just explained, held his breath and pulled the trigger.

She used a police revolver with an effective range of fifty meters. In fact, the actual combat radius is only twenty-five meters, and the bullet is not very powerful, but fortunately, that is, the recoil is also lighter.

Compared to the old 54 who have been shot, she still prefers such revolvers.

She shot very slowly, but it was very rhythmic, and each shot was accurate. Hu Ying next to her was completely different from her.

He knelt on one knee, raised his gun and shot without hesitation, and also ensured considerable accuracy. It can be seen that this girl has practiced shooting a lot in her daily life.

Although the two pistols were not very powerful, this effective counterattack still seriously hit the bandits hiding in the carriage.

Although the revolver's immersion and penetration power are not strong, the bullets that counterattack can still make holes in the thin wall of the car. The arrogant bandit just now, I don't know if it was hit or scared, and immediately disappeared.

At this time, Li Xiangdong had already rolled forward and came to the side of the truck, kneeling on one knee and holding a gun in both hands.

On the other side of the car, the bandit was holding a 56 semi-automatic hand, standing behind the push-open door, and exerting firepower suppression on Captain Wei and the others.

Li Xiangdong didn't think about it at all, and he raised his hand and shot it. The huge kinetic energy of Type 51 7.62mm pistol bullet shattered the car window, and its momentum remained unabated. A blood mist burst out on the head of the bandit on the other side of the car body.

The bandit's head exploded, and his whole body collapsed like noodles. The 56 in his hand fell to the ground automatically. Wei Zhongheng and the others on the opposite side were under a ease of pressure, and then they ran towards them with their guns.

Li Xiangdong turned around, and the two girls were holding guns in both hands and firing at the train carriage. There was no counterattack in the carriage.

But at this moment, a black shadow was quietly poking his arm out from the other side of the carriage. It was the truck driver who had been secretly avoided by the door before.

"Smack!"

With three rapid fires, An Jianing and Hu Ying felt the bullets whizzing past almost against their skins. The two of them quickly instinctively lie down and hide.

When I looked up, I happened to see a figure slowly slid from the side of the carriage to the ground. It was the truck driver just now, and on the other side, Li Xiangdong had just turned the gun around.

The headlight behind him reflects the guy's figure. He kneels half-squatted and holds the gun handle with both hands. The standard half-body fighting gun-holding body is still straight. His upper body is still straight, with half-squatted and angular, with straight eyebrows, eyes as cold stars, nose bridge, and mouth slightly pursed, like a knife cutting seal carving. The straight and hard lines have a slightly exaggerated masculine beauty. The two little girls feel a little confused.

"Bah, everyone is dead, where are you still posing? It's so pretty."

An Jianing Case spat and cursed, but Hu Ying next to her grinned heartlessly.

"I think it looks pretty good."

Yang Feng, who rushed over with a gun, saw Li Xiangdong showing off his limelight in front of the two goddesses in his heart. He even wanted to raise his hand and shoot Li Xiangdong to death. This bastard stole my shot again.

"You guys are fine!"

Wei Zhongheng led a group of team members to run here and asked, and he felt relieved when he saw that the three young men were not dead and they fought back. Today, the police team had lost enough.

Li Xiangdong did not answer him, but shouted at them suddenly: "Let's go down!"

Wei Zhongheng and the others were stunned at first, then suddenly fell to the ground. As soon as they lay down, fire sequentials flew out of the carriage. It was a scene of tracer bombs passing through the wall of the carriage and crossing the night sky.

Just now, An Jianing and Hu Ying did not kill the gunman in the car, but just shocked him. However, after so little, he had quietly completed the tactical maneuver of changing magazines.

However, because he couldn't figure out the situation outside, he didn't dare to come out of the car easily, and his teammates outside were all hung up, so no one could provide him with a shooting source, so in the dark and closed carriage, he didn't know which direction to shoot.

Just now, Wei Zhongheng and the others ran all the way, and they were still yelling with their necks, which was a way to provide this guy with the target direction for shooting.

And how could he be deceived by the sound of turning around and pulling the bolt of the gun?

Tracer bombs kept flying out of the carriage, flying over the heads of Wei Zhongheng and his group. The other party was already red in their eyes, and the trigger was pulled to the end, without any intention of stopping.

Wei Zhongheng and his group all looked a little pale, and Yang Feng was so scared that he felt hot in the middle of his legs. A heat current could not close the door and rushed out directly.

On the other hand, An Jianing and Hu Ying were also shocked by the sudden outbreak of the bandit.

However, only Li Xiangdong was still calm and did not adjust his posture. He just changed the muzzle of the pistol in his hand. The divine power of the wolf not only gave him a strong sense of smell and hearing, but also gave him a wolf-like sixth sense and predictive ability.

Although he was separated by the car, he could basically determine the location of the gunman in the car, with his strange premonition.

The trigger was pulled, the bullet flew out, the old 54 sleeve sat back, and then bounced back suddenly under the force of the spring, loading the bullet instantly.

The remaining 4 bullets in the magazine were fired out by Li Xiangdong within almost two seconds.

Although the old 54 has problems such as high recoil and low accuracy, its power is not comparable to that of today's pistols. The penetration and immersion power are absolutely first-class.

The last bullet was shot out, and the gunpowder gas leaked, and the sleeve of 54 could no longer be rebounded. The pistol that was hung in the empty store emitted a slight white smoke from the gap between the sleeve and the barrel, with a strong smell of gunpowder.

The train car that had just splashed with fire suddenly became quiet, and the gunshots stopped ringing. Even people present could hear the sound of heavy objects in the car colliding to the wall of the car and then slowly sliding down to the ground in this strange tranquility.

Wei Zhongheng and the others breathed a sigh of relief, got up from the ground, and leaned towards Li Xiangdong and the others.

On the other hand, An Jianing and Hu Ying looked at Li Xiangdong and their eyes became a little erratic and confused. At that moment, in the firelight, the heroic figure of half-body and gun-firing with both hands was deeply engraved in their minds.

"You guys are not injured, are you?"

Wei Zhongheng brought people to their side and asked loudly. While speaking, he also slapped Li Xiangdong on the shoulder with his strength, his eyes full of admiration for the young man.

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Chapter completed!