My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 275 Siege of the Police Station
The coffee cup whirled and flew forward, smashing the glass cover and hitting the red button hard.

At the same time, gunfire flashed outside the police station.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

Ethan swore that this was the most exciting scene he had ever experienced, with dozens of firearms firing wildly at the police station.

Compared with the last time the rabbit attacked, it can only be said to be worse than worse.

The bullets hit like a torrent of bullets, tearing apart everything they encountered in their path, window panes shattering and shattering.

Under the illumination of the headlights of the car, shards of glass splattered like crystals.

The computer screen exploded, and the desk made a popping sound, leaving bullet holes.

Due to Ethan's reminder, most of the people reacted quickly and lay down on the ground, but some people didn't react in time, and were taken away by a wave before they even had time to scream.

Ethan watched helplessly as a civilian who came to work was shot in the neck several times.

The man's neck tilted, and before he fell to the ground, he was shot in the head again.

The splashed blood splashed on the glass of the sheriff's office, and the glass above was immediately smashed by gunfire.

He could only hold his head with his hands, sticking tightly to the ground, and let the smashed things fall on his body.

It's too late, it's too soon.

After the red button was touched, several rolling shutters quickly lowered from above, blocking the incoming bullets from the outside.

In just two or three seconds, the inside of the police station was like a scene after a storm passed through, in chaos.

There was a clanging sound from the rolling gate, and the intensive gunfire stopped soon. Ethan shook off the debris on his body, and stood up quickly.

Everyone was lying on their stomachs in horror, still not recovering from the gunfire attack.

Siobhan was right next to him, and Ethan quickly helped her up:

"Are you OK?"

"fine."

Siobhan patted his chest, looking undecided.

After cleaning the shards of glass on her body, Ethan looked around. At this time, the people lying on the ground stood up one after another.

"It's from the Red Bones Gang." Emmett's cheek was scratched, and a stream of blood flowed from the wound.

"Alma." Hood yelled at the front desk, "Are you all right?"

"I am fine."

"Quickly radio for backup."

Hood had a tooth knocked out by Proctor just now, and now he is slurring: "County police, state police, call."

Alma touched the radio with trembling hands and pressed it a few times, but there was no response.

Taking a closer look, there are a few more bullet holes on the top, and sparks are emitting inside. It is no surprise that it has been damaged by stray bullets in the attack just now.

"The radio's broken," she exclaimed deflatedly.

"Phone." Alison Medining quickly took out her mobile phone, but found that there was no signal on it.

"I have no signal here."

"Me too."

People who took out their mobile phones shouted loudly, shaking the phones in their hands.

"Shet."

Hood kicked to the desk next to him: "These bastards have jammers in their hands."

"Is everyone else okay?"

Emmett and Brock responded loudly. In fact, the people who really had something to do couldn't speak anymore.

Ethan walked up to a civilian lying in a pool of blood, took off his coat and covered his head.

There was a movement from the side, Bunker's shoulder was pierced by a piece of broken glass, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Ethan stepped forward and checked the wound for him.

"Can you bear it?"

"no problem."

Bunker gritted his teeth and looked at Ethan's fingers on the glass.

Using his fingers, Ethan slowly pulled out the fragments submerged several centimeters deep into the flesh.

The corners of his eyes twitched, but he didn't make a sound.

"Yes, a tough guy."

Ethan threw the shards of glass aside and shattered into several pieces on the ground.

"Thank you."

Bunker murmured thanks, wiping the sweat from his brow.

Under Hood's command, everyone gathered in the office area.

Bunker unbuttoned and took off his shirt, revealing the tight black vest underneath, his shoulders were already stained red by the blood from the wound.

Alma, Emmet, and District Attorney Alison, the three of them saw Bunker's appearance with complicated eyes.

There is disgust and there is fear.

The reason is simple. On Bunker's arms and chest, there are swastika tattoos everywhere.

As minorities, they are naturally more sensitive.

After Bunker wiped the blood with his shirt, he noticed the eyes of everyone, his face flushed, and he explained anxiously:
"I can understand you guys, my appearance makes people feel uneasy."

"But I can assure you, that's not who I am now."

Alison didn't speak, but shook her head slowly.

"never mind."

Bunker knew that it was useless to say what he said at this time, so he pursed his lips and walked back.

"Bang bang."

The iron gate was kicked a few times by people outside, making a loud bang.

"Check ammo, hurry up."

There was a thunderous voice outside, very recognizable, it was Cheton.

Proctor's scalp tingled when he saw the two people who had been shot to death in the nearby detention cell.

He is now locked in an iron cage with nowhere to hide.

Looking at Hood walking back and forth, Proctor shouted loudly:

"Hood, let me out."

"shut up."

Hood unceremoniously pointed at Proctor's nose and cursed, then continued to check for loopholes.

"boom."

Proctor kicked the iron cage angrily: "Get me out of this broken cage, there is no cover here."

"Shut up, Proctor."

Brock was moving a table with Ethan, and he yelled at Proctor:

"Don't you see what's going on? We also have no cover."

Proctor shook the iron cage vigorously: "Fakeyu, I have nowhere to hide."

Brock ignored him, and together with Ethan pushed the table against the rolling gate.

Ethan reached out and touched the gate, there were many slightly raised places.

"This door won't last long."

"I know."

Brock wiped off the sweat from his head: "It's better than nothing."

Siobhan and Emmet also came over at this time, and Emmet asked solemnly:
""What shall we do now? "

"The radio is broken, and the phone can't get through." After Brock tapped his belt, he said helplessly:
"Just wait until someone nearby notices what's going on and then contact the county or state troopers."

"But I don't know how long it will take. Looking at it now, we can only hold here. I hope this rolling gate can last long enough."

Hood also came over and clapped his hands:

"Siobhan, you take a few civilians to the basement."

"Ethan, you and I go to the equipment room, now we need equipment, the more the better."

"Brock, you and Emmett stay here first."

After a while, he arranged for several people thoroughly. Although he had already planned to leave, he still wanted to save his life first.

Judging from the firepower just now, there are no less than 20 bandits outside.

Moreover, what they were holding were firearms robbed from military bases, all of which were heavy firepower such as AK and military M4.

The support will not come for a while, and Hood only feels a dull pain in his cheek.

　Thanks to Brother Fuduo for the reward, thank you

　　
　
(End of this chapter)