ASP baton, also called ASP baton, the full name is ASP tactical baton. It is a retractable tactical weapon specially designed and manufactured by the American Armed Systems and Programs Company for law enforcement forces. ASP is the English abbreviation of the company.
The ASP tactical baton is made of tough, high-quality space steel and alloy, and has undergone fine anti-rust treatment, making it strong and reliable. In addition, some ASP tactical batons even incorporate the function of an electric baton, which can be released instantly when hitting the human body.
The electric current that causes a person to lose the ability to move. The black chrome-plated heavy-duty ASP tactical baton in Luo Hao's hand is the kind that carries electric current.
Standing at the top of the stairs, Luo Hao looked up at the militants gathered on the landing and sneered, "Do you think you have the life to get that money?"
"Kill him!" Several militants who had rushed up the stairs and were relatively close to Luo Hao shouted loudly at the others around them after recognizing the figure standing in front of them.
The militants who were awakened by the roar raised their weapons one after another, but before they launched their attack, Luo Hao's body moved.
At first, the militant holding an AK-47 automatic rifle in his hand felt that his eyes were blurred, and then the ASP tactical baton, with blue arcs dancing in the dark from time to time, hit him on the head.
Down.
"Bang!"
The militant's head was immediately smashed into a hole by the heavy black tactical baton in Luo Hao's hand, and blood poured out crazily from the hole. In an instant, the opponent's entire face was stained red, and the face was stained with blood.
The red bloody face looked extremely ferocious and terrifying in the darkness. The militant who was hit hard on the head immediately fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
The tactical baton with current flowing through it made a hair-raising "Zizz" sound because it was stained with the opponent's blood.
"kill him!"
Stimulated by the high bounty, the remaining militants quickly overcame the fear in their hearts and roared again, raising their weapons against Luo Hao who was standing on the stairs.
Luo Hao on the stairs narrowed his eyes slightly, kicked hard on the stairs with both feet, bent his left knee, and hit the chest of an armed man who was facing him hard, knocking him against the wall of the landing.
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"Wow!"
The militant who had three ribs broken by Luo Hao and suffered severe lung injuries opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the black hood on his head. However, before he could express his pain, Luo Hao used the dragon tooth saber in his hand to squirt the blood on his head.
A bloody line was drawn on his neck that could be drawn with a ruler.
"laugh--!"
The bloody arrow shot out from the neck of the militant whose carotid artery was severed, leaving a streak of coquettish red on the snow-white wall.
The militants released themselves from the wall, and there was a sound like a broken bellows in their throats. There was absolutely no chance of survival. The militants waved their tactical batons with electric arcs in their hands towards the enemy who was still in a state of shock on their right.
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"Bang!"
With Luo Hao's full blow, the tactical baton directly smashed the entire side of the opponent's face, and after rolling down the stairs, there was no sound.
After three clean attacks, the three militants fell to the ground. This made the originally aggressive militants feel scared and hesitant to continue to move forward. However, when the militants hesitated, Luo Hao did not intend to give him a blow.
When they had a chance to catch their breath, they took the initiative to stick up and attack the militants.
Luo Hao, dressed in black, was like a ghost that kept shuttling in the darkness. The dragon tooth saber and tactical baton in his hands kept attacking the armed men on the stairs and landing as he moved.
s attack.
"Bang!"
"laugh!"
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The sounds of tactical batons and dragon-tooth sabers cutting muscles were mixed together. Every time Luo Hao took action, one of the militants would fall to the ground. The militants who fell to the ground were either dead or injured and lost the strength to continue standing up.
"I'll kill you! Kill you!" The only remaining militant on this floor, who had been frightened to the point where the two groups were fighting, desperately raised the AK-47 automatic rifle in his hand and pulled the trigger.
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"Da da da da..."
The sudden burst of fire on the dim stairs showed the fear on the militant's face. However, the moment the militant pulled the trigger, Luo Hao bent his legs, lowered his body, and avoided the shot of the automatic rifle in the opponent's hand.
mouth.
Luo Hao, who avoided the militants' AK-47 fire, waved the tactical baton in his hand and hit the opponent on the leg.
"Crack!"
Accompanied by the crisp sound of broken bones, the militants whose leg bones were broken sank uncontrollably and fell to their knees on the ground.
Looking at the militants who were half kneeling on the ground in the darkness with pain on their faces, Luo Hao's face showed murderous intent. Driven by the explosive power of his legs, he jumped up on the spot, with a blue arc of tactical baton dancing in his hand.
It was raised high, and then slashed down at the militants who were half kneeling on the ground.
The electric shock and the broken left leg bone had completely made the militant on the ground lose the ability to dodge. He could only watch in horror as the dark ASP tactical baton fell towards his head.
"Bang!"
Under Luo Hao's full blow, the forehead of the militant who was half-kneeling on the ground was dented on the spot, and his eyes were as bulging as a frog. Blood continued to gush out of his mouth, nose, and ears.
Although a series of rapid and ruthless attacks knocked down nearly ten armed men around him, Luo Hao did not take it lightly, because the series of gunshots just now had already killed those who had just rushed into the outpatient building downstairs.
The militants were all attracted.
Listening to the rapid footsteps downstairs, Luo Hao slowly put away the dragon tooth saber and tactical baton in his hand, and took out the half-remained cigarette case from his pocket. This was what Luo Hao asked Chang specifically before setting off.
Qing Tou came. He popped a cigarette out of the cigarette case and stuffed it into his mouth. After lighting it, he took a deep breath, letting the spicy smoke swirl around his lungs, and then slowly exhaled it.
With two consecutive movements of his feet, he picked up two AK-47 automatic rifles that had fallen on the ground. He held one in each hand, clamped the butt of the gun with his arms and body, stabilized the gun body, and then stood like a god of war.
At the top of the stairs. If it weren't for the flickering cigarette butt in his mouth, others wouldn't be able to distinguish Luo Hao, who was dressed in black and almost blended in with the surrounding environment.
The militants who rushed upstairs in a hurry saw Luo Hao standing at the top of the stairs with a cigarette in his mouth and two AK-47 automatic rifles in his hands. They were stunned at first, and then their faces filled with horror.