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Chapter 5 Voting Certificate

Chapter 5 Certificate of Voting

Author: Brilliant fireworks

Chapter 5 Certificate of Voting

Everyone in the sickle team in the car turned their attention to Wang Zhen. Even the poet driving in front of him glanced at the rearview mirror.

"What do you want a gun for?" Golden Retriever asked in a deep voice.

"After you kill Basong, will I still be of use?" Wang Zhen stared at Jin Mao and said word by word: "I'm afraid you will kill me!"

"Are you so naive? You think you can fight us with just a handful." Donkey joked with a smile.

"You are just afraid that I will report you. After a while, I will follow you with a gun. I will be responsible for killing people. You can always rest assured. Once the matter is leaked, you may not be in trouble, but I will be dead!" Wang Zhen!

He gritted his teeth and said, the muscles on his face twitching.

This...this really makes sense.

When Jin Mao raised his hand to brush his hair and considered whether to agree, the car turned a corner and the poet quickly said: "Is that Basong's house there?"

Wang Zhen looked up and saw a car parked in front of a villa with the car lights on. Someone was walking out of the villa, "That's it. Is this it? You want to run?"

Bassong is a drug criminal and very smart. There was an accident in another house and everyone died. It was probably for him, so he chose to run away as soon as possible.

There were still a few hundred meters away, and all the previous efforts would be wasted if the opponent ran away. The golden retriever became anxious when he saw it, "Donkey, fight!!"

The donkey reacted quickly. He opened the car door and leaned out half of his body. The golden hair next to him grabbed the donkey's belt. The donkey held the gun with both hands and pointed it at the side where the car lights were on and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da"

"Da da da" a rapid firing sound sounded.

AKM has no accuracy at a distance of 300 meters, let alone on a fast car and in this posture.

But what is required now is not accuracy, but to scare the opponent.

Basong and the others were already nervous. The sudden sound of gunfire in the dark night startled them. After a brief daze, they immediately fell to the ground to find cover and began to touch the gun.

The poet did not turn on his headlights, but Basong and others still saw a blurry vehicle approaching at high speed.

Without any analysis, he knew it was the person who had just killed someone on the other side. Basong's first reaction was to get in a car and run away, "Get in the car quickly and let's go."

Basong climbed up half of his body and ran towards the car on his hands and feet.

The donkey here caught some rhythm after firing several bursts. After all, it was because of his good marksmanship and the speed of the car. Now he was close to within 300 meters, and the two consecutive short bursts all went in the direction of the car.

Two rounds of 7.26 bullets made two holes in the car with "pop" and "pop" sounds.

The younger brother behind Basong rushed forward, grabbed Basong's legs and pulled him to the ground. When he looked up, he saw two bullet holes on the lawn diagonally, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

The younger brother behind him didn't have time to say anything. He pulled Basong's legs back and shouted, "Come in, come in!"

The car over there has picked up speed. They are getting on the car now. When the speed picks up, the other party is probably catching up.

From the sound of the gunfire, they knew it was an AKM. They were familiar with this gun and could easily penetrate their vehicle.

Racing and gunfights are fun to watch in movies, but in reality they are seeking death and extremely dangerous. Even if you are not shot, just the tires or the driver are hit, the result will be a car crash and death.

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One car to the death!

In comparison, the security of a solid villa is much greater. If you block the door with a gun, you will not be able to get in.

At least that's how it seems to them.

There is a lot of fighting between drug criminals, but whoever takes advantage of the house and location will most likely win.

Besides, the police will arrive soon. It's not that these people can't beat the police, but they are official people after all. It's not necessary. No one wants to kill official people.

If you really kill the police, it's not as simple as killing a few drug criminals.

This guy is sober.

At this moment, Basong didn't care about getting in the car. A group of people crouched and ran away. After such a delay, the Sickle Team's car had already arrived nearby. When the poet was still dozens of meters away, he suddenly braked.

If it weren't for the tight pull of the golden retriever, the donkey would have been thrown out.

After staggering a few steps, the donkey regained its balance. He put the AKM on his shoulders and aimed at the door of the villa, firing two bursts to cover the people behind him and get out of the car.

"Get out of the car, get in, and give him a gun." Jin Mao said the next sentence and jumped out. He rushed seven or eight meters away from the donkey and formed a crossfire. Others jumped out one after another.

The poet who finally got out of the car took out a 213 pistol and threw it to Wang Zhen. This pistol is the foreign trade version of the 54. It is common in Southeast Asia. It is called the Big Black Star and is very powerful.

The 213 and 54 pistols use different 7.26 pistol bullets. They use NATO 9x19mm Parabellum pistol bullets. Of course, they are powerful enough when dealing with unarmored targets.

Wang Zhen caught it, pulled the slide and loaded it. When he looked up, he saw that the five-man team had already rushed to the gate of the villa and was preparing to attack based on the opponent's car. He hurriedly trotted over.

Golden Retriever glanced at Wang Zhen and ignored him. He was not afraid of him running away and could not escape their shooting range.

I raised my head and glanced at the villa. Now the drug criminals are blocked inside. I don't know how many people there are. It's a bit difficult to deal with.

But it's just a little bit. A group of drug criminals are just amateur shooters, and there is no comparison with professional soldiers like them who make a living by killing people.

After making a gesture, the poet and another person in the team, nicknamed Shovel, immediately flashed out from the left and right sides of the front of the car. With the villa door as the center line, one person blocked a window and shot them with a bang, smashing all the windows.

Amidst the sound of shattering glass windows, the three men, Golden Retriever, Donkey, and Bayonet, strode to the door of the villa.

The situation was different. This time it was not a sneak attack. The people inside were already prepared, so they changed the battle formation. The golden retriever was squatting on the left side of the gate, with the bayonet on the right. The donkey was holding the most powerful AKM, so he stood on the right, with the bayonet hand.

He leaned on the door handle and twisted it hard, then quickly retracted it. The sound of gunshots rang out, and more than a dozen holes were opened in the door.

The moment the gunshots stopped, the bayonet was stretched out and kicked again. The moment the door opened, the golden retriever who had a shot on the left opened fire. Two short bursts of fire, and the two drug criminals hiding on the right side of the hall fell down.

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At the same time, Donkey's AKM also sounded. It aimed at the gate at a height of about 1.4 meters and fired a round. It was said to be strafing, but the gunshots sounded like one continuous fire. In fact, they were continuous short bursts. The recoil of the AKM was too great.

Control the bullets to hit the same horizontal line to cause greater damage. There are two pauses in the middle. The bullets will make a continuous bullet hole in the door, and the bullet holes will be almost straight.

The moment the gunfire stopped, the bayonet bent directly into the donkey, and at the same time he pulled the trigger on the two drug criminals on the left side of the villa who were cowering to avoid it.

The Remington 870 does not need to be aimed at close range. Two rounds of shotguns directly knock the person to the ground. The donkey behind him rushes in. The AKM in his hand is aimed at the opponent who can hide the person and shoots.

Golden Retriever was the last one to rush in, pointing his gun at the donkey's weak side, blocking the direction of the stairs leading to the second floor.

But at the end, Wang Zhen clearly saw that the donkey's body trembled, and its body unconsciously tilted to the left.



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