He is short in stature, has a dark face and red neck, and is covered with scars and scars all over his body.
Lao Hu doesn't care much about his appearance. To him, scars are more like memories. For example, the claw marks on his shoulders were scratched by a leopard. That was a very beautiful leopard.
The tail is fluffy and hangs on the woman's buttocks, making her look sexy like a leopard girl.
Lao Huyou remembers that he wanted to catch a green peacock alive, but was escaped by it twice. The third time he squatted down and pounced on it, ignoring that his cheeks were torn and his neck was kicked, he firmly controlled it in the palm of his hand.
The three scars he paid for this were only used as capital to show off.
This time, if I want to break through, I don't know what price I have to pay.
Lao Guo and others have most likely paid the price.
Therefore, it is not unusual to reorganize the team.
Those who make a living by hunting in the mountains have long been indifferent to birth, old age, illness and death.
Lao Hu has also had the experience of reorganizing a team.
The only thing he is worried about now is that he will be shot directly as prey. In addition, he must at least keep an arm and an eye so that he can continue hunting.
Legs are not necessary. Asking someone to carry him when the time comes is also a very leisure and retirement way of hunting. He has also reached the age of retirement.
Of course, you still need legs on the way to escape.
Lao Hu changed his position from time to time and leaned closer to the high wall to the north.
Based on his experience, it would be very difficult for him to hit a moving target running like this in this position. If he had only one chance to shoot, he would never shoot his prey in such a state.
When he almost reached Ximen's position, Lao Hu looked calmer and took out the NZ75 from his waist with his backhand.
He knew that there must be a police ambush ahead, but he was not afraid at all.
To put it bluntly, ordinary police officers in these cities inject themselves with adrenaline faster than they pee if they have prostatitis.
Just like when he first escaped, when Lao Hu realized something was wrong and broke out the window, the police around him looked more stunned than a stupid roe deer.
The third floor is indeed quite high, but it is incredible to ignore such a large window.
Lao Hu was just taking a gamble. If he jumped, there would be risks. If he didn't jump, he would be pinned down, just like those four stupid birds.
Lao Hu won the bet again.
His running speed was a little slower, and while running, he had already begun to simulate what was about to happen.
…
At about the same time, Mu Zhiyang was the first to see Lao Hu.
"Here comes a short-legged tiger. He can run very fast." Mu Zhiyang pointed in the direction and saw a running figure at the end of the road.
"If there is a safety, open the safety." Wei Zhenguo was still calm and calm, and he also opened the safety on the tail of the gun with his hands.
"My gun has no safety." Mu Zhiyang looked at Lao Hu who was running towards him like a wild boar, and suddenly felt a little unconfident.
Wen Ming comforted him and said, "It's okay. Even if your mercy gun goes off, it won't be able to penetrate your thigh."
Mu Zhiyang ignored the bickering, drew his gun, and stood up to shoot, saying: "As long as the opponent doesn't have a gun in his hand, we can just hold him down casually..."
Just as he finished speaking, he saw Dwarf running towards him and took out a pistol from behind.
The pistol was black, big, and thick, and looked more powerful than a small cannon.
Jiang Yuan could pronounce its model number: "NZ75."
"How do you know?" Mu Zhiyang couldn't help but panic when he saw the person getting closer and closer.
Jiang Yuan had little arresting experience and did not know how difficult it would be at the moment. He calmly said: "The bandit leader used NZ75, 9mm, 15 rounds of bullets to kill people."
"If each person has four pills, one of them will receive one less." Mu Zhiyang quickly solved this arithmetic problem.
Wei Zhenguo gritted his back teeth, stood in front of Jiang Yuan, leaned against the pillar of the gate, and whispered: "Get closer and then fight. As long as we stop him, reinforcements from behind will definitely come up."
Jiang Yuan asked: "How close?"
"15 meters. Now it's forty or fifty meters." Wei Zhenguo also explained: "No matter how far it is, these tough bandits can be beaten better than wild boars."
Mu Zhiyang poked his head and saw that the opponent had slowed down and was obviously preparing to sprint.
The scarred cheek was still getting closer and closer. Mu Zhiyang felt a little confused and couldn't help but want to speak: "How far can this animal's 9mm shoot?"
His Type 05 small smasher gun also uses 9mm rounds, but they are shorter than normal.
"We are already within the shooting range." Jiang Yuan leaned against the pillar of the west gate, and the information about the NZ75 he had seen came to mind. The kinetic energy of the muzzle is 450 J, and after the bullet flies 50 meters, it still has 410 J of kinetic energy.
, compared with Kind 05, after the latter flies 50 meters, the remaining kinetic energy may not be able to penetrate the kraft paper.
Mu Zhiyang poked his head in again and whispered: "Maybe..."
"Shut up." Wei Zhenguo pulled Mu Zhiyang back.
At the moment when Mu Zhiyang was grabbed, Lao Hu pulled the trigger.
The fire flashed away, and the corners of the pillar were shattered into pieces, and not surprisingly, it pierced Mu Zhiyang's face.
"Shot fired!"
"Shot fired!"
On the intercom, there was chaos.
Interpols may look heroic on TV, but in reality they are mostly errand boys with their heads buried in papers. They travel a lot and do complicated things, but they don't have passionate combat experience.
Until now.
boom.
Bang bang.
Lao Hu's shooting was accurate and ruthless. Four bullets pinned the four criminal policemen behind the pillar.
Of his four bullets, three hit the edge of the pillar, and one missed the pillar and lodged on the ground, making it even more dangerous.
Four people, including Jiang Yuan, did not dare to poke their heads out.
Lao Hu has proven with his strength that he can kill anyone who pokes his head in.
Mu Zhiyang, whose face was covered with blood, was used as evidence and was pressed tightly against the pillar by Wei Zhenguo.
Wei Zhenguo has been a policeman all his life, and this is the first time he held a pistol and was beaten so hard that he could not hold his head up.
"A shot was fired at the west gate, and Mu Zhiyang was injured." Wei Zhenguo calmed down at this time, held the walkie-talkie and said.
"We'll be there soon." Huang Qiangmin's voice was extremely depressed, and he had no cards in his hand.
Wei Zhenguo said "yes", turned around and bent his knees, stretched out his hand, and fired four shots in the direction of Lao Hu.
The power of the small smashing cannon was low, but the rate of fire was fast. When Wei Zhenguo stood up again, Lao Hu fired back twice, and he was obviously still affected.
"25 meters away. Then 10 meters." Wei Zhenguo told everyone the distance he just saw, and then directly changed the spare magazine.
Mu Zhiyang broke free from behind Wei Zhenguo, calmed down a little, held the gun and said: "Together."
Wei Zhenguo said "grace" and said: "I will count one, two, three, and we will run out and shoot."
Old Hu is still approaching.
Wei Zhenguo and others actually had no choice.
Continue to hide behind the pillar and wait for people to come over. With one tactical move, you can kill a few people here. Even if they can't all be killed, it's not a happy ending.
If everyone runs out together, the most likely consequence is that one or two of them will be killed by Lao Hu at close range.
However, Lao Hu must also be kept.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. Maybe there is a better choice at this time, but Wei Zhenguo is not a tactician, and his mind is still a little buzzing.
His remaining IQ only had time to make the final count.
"one two three……"
Jiang Yuan lowered his head and had no time to think about anything else. He just listened to the order and followed Wei Zhenguo out.
Lao Hu was already 10 meters away.
Being accustomed to hunting, he was not surprised when his prey was trapped and still fighting, so he raised his hand and squeezed the trigger.
boom.
Lao Hu's first bullet came out of the chamber.
boom.
On the rooftop in the distance, the sniper also pulled the trigger.
Bang bang bang.
Jiang Yuan, Wei Zhenguo and others opened fire at the same time.
The bullet... passed through his chest, causing Lao Hu's body to lose its center of gravity and fall to the ground involuntarily.
At the same time, Mu Zhiyang, who jumped out of the pillar, shouted "Ah" again.
"Hold the dog." When Wen Ming saw this, without thinking, he threw the empty gun into Lao Hu's face and pounced on him.
