After all, Li Xiaoli had spent some time abroad, and he had some understanding of what kind of wounds would be caused by bullets of different calibers. So when he saw the skin and flesh on the corpses of the two horses turned out, and the horrific wounds, he thought of the wounds on the freighter just now.
When I saw the drone on the Internet, I immediately realized that this was not an operation by the anti-narcotics police or the special police. The police would not be equipped with such a lethal bullet.
Cold sweat fell from his forehead. Li Xiaoli held the Beretta 92F pistol in his hand and leaned against the car, not daring to raise his head. His heart was beating fast and his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about ways to escape.
Although Li Xiaoli himself knew that it would be difficult to escape from the hands of the special forces, this did not mean that Li Xiaoli would be so obedient and surrender.
Situ Kong held the compound recurve bow in his left hand, took out an arrow from the quiver with his right hand, stretched the bow and pulled the string, and aimed at a horse boy holding a "Hualong Made" in his hand. Just when Situ Kong released the bow string, that
The "Hualong Made" in Ma Zai's hand suddenly exploded, and half of Ma Zai's palm was blown away. Ma Zai saw that he was covered in blood, and only half of his right palm was left. He opened his mouth and was about to scream, when the bow and arrow passed through
on his neck.
Ma Zai's eyes widened, blood kept pouring out of his mouth, his body swayed, and he fell to the ground.
"wasted."
Situ Kong shook his head with some pity. If he had known that the "Hualong Made" in that Ma Zai's hand would explode, Situ Kong would never have wasted the arrow to shoot him.
Exploding the barrel, this is the biggest feature of "Hualong Made". If you hold "Hualong Made" in your hand, you must be prepared to have your palms blown off, because this fucking bomb is simply an extremely unstable bomb. With luck, maybe
It won't explode even if the rifling is smoothed. If you're unlucky, it might explode on the first shot of a new gun.
While Situ Kong kept moving, he took out another arrow from the quiver with his backhand, put it on the bowstring, fully drew the bowstring, and aimed at a horseman who was happily shooting with a homemade shotgun in his hand.
As the distance continues to get closer, it will soon enter the effective killing range of the homemade shotgun. Although the workmanship of the homemade shotgun is very rough, and its accuracy is far behind that of regular weapons, there is one thing.
Incomparable to regular weapons.
That's the bullet!
The bullets for regular weapons all come off the production line, and there are clear standards for the bullet charge and the number of projectiles; but the bullets for home-made shotguns are also made in black workshops. In order to make them more powerful, black bullets are
When making bullets, the workshop will increase the amount of powder and the number of projectiles.
Although the tactical vests worn by members of the tactical squadron all have bulletproof inserts, the fan-shaped fire coverage of the homemade shotguns may still hit unprotected parts such as legs and arms.
Whoosh!
Poof!
The bow and arrow plunged into Ma Zai's chest, and the bow and arrow directly pierced Ma Zai's heart. Ma Zai fell to the ground in despair.
Continuing to advance, the distance got closer, and the compound recurve bow was no longer as flexible as before. Situ Kong simply hung the compound recurve bow on his body, flicked it with his hand, and put his back behind his back, hooking the index fingers of both hands on both sides of his thighs.
Using the ring at the end of the handle of the flying knife in the knife bag, he pulled the two flying knives out of the knife bag, turned them around in his hands, held them in his hands, and rushed towards Ma Zai, who was holding a homemade shotgun on his right.
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When Ma Zai saw Situ Kong rushing toward him, he immediately aimed his gun at him; but at the moment Ma Zai pulled the trigger, Situ Kong flexed his feet, followed by inertia, and slid forward with his left hand flying the knife.
Stab into Ma Zai's knee joint and cut off the opponent's cruciate ligament with one knife. Catching the moment when Ma Zai's knee bends and his body loses balance, the flying knife with his right hand passes between the second and third ribs on the left side of the opponent and stabs into Ma Zai's chest.
The heart was then quickly pulled out, bringing up a drop of blood.
A qualified special operations team member, his mastery of the human body structure is definitely at the level of a top surgeon. Only by clearly understanding the human body structure can he know which position is the most lethal to attack during close combat, and he can use the fastest speed.
, the most labor-saving way, causing the most deadly attack!
Ma Zai wanted to press the incision on his chest with his hand to stop the blood from flowing out; but Situ Kong's knife had already injured his aorta, and any remediation efforts by Ma Zai were in vain. He only had time to
, no more than thirty seconds at most!
The two blood-stained flying knives in Situ Kong's hands were like the sharp teeth of beasts. Every time they were swung, they would cause the most fatal damage to the horses at the port.
To Zhou Bai's left, a horse boy came out from behind the silver-gray Wuling Hongguang van with a homemade shotgun. He wanted to give Zhou Bai a sneak attack, but before he could pull the trigger, Situ Kong had already taken the lead and pointed at the horse.
Zai threw out the flying knife in his left hand.
The flying knife spun and flew towards Ma Zai, and the blood beads stained on the flying knife were also thrown out.
When the Ma Zai who was trying to sneak attack poked his head out from behind the van, Zhou Bai had already spotted him out of the corner of his eye; but just as Zhou Bai moved his steps, made tactical evasive moves, and prepared to fight back
At that moment, Situ Kong's flying knife actually got in front of him and plunged into Ma Zai's throat.
"It's really fast!"
Zhou Bai looked at Ma Zai, who had a flying knife stuck in his throat and raised his head, and couldn't help but praise Situ Kong's flying knife. Situ Kong's current flying knife skills have been completely inherited from Wang Xiaohu.
In addition, Situ Kong himself is a martial arts practitioner, so he is actually more comfortable in using various cold weapons than hot weapons.
"Without thanking you, just treat me to a nice meal later."
Situ Kong's voice suddenly came from Zhou Bai's headset. Listening to the voice in the headset, Zhou Bai couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and muttered: "You're really not welcome."
In the command vehicle, Zhou Songjie learned about the battle situation in the port through the battlefield video system carried by Luo Hao. Although the screen shook due to Luo Hao's various tactical actions, the on-site battle process still made Zhou Songjie endure it.
He couldn't help but swallowed; besides Zhou Songjie, there was another person who was deeply shocked by the battle that took place in the port, and that was Liu Jiong, who was disguised as a port worker. What Liu Jiong saw was more intuitive than Zhou Songjie.
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If I need to use one word to describe this battle, it would be "cutting melons and slicing vegetables". To Liu Jiong, he felt like a group of wealthy players wearing top-notch costumes going to clear low-level dungeons.
It seems fierce, but when facing Luo Hao and the others, they can't stop an effective counterattack.