My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 557 You Write The Report

Inside container No. [-], Hank and the others are searching.

The sudden sound of gunfire outside made them stunned for a moment, then turned their guns and ran outside quickly.

As soon as he ran out of the container, he heard a scream.

Immediately afterwards, several gunshots were fired, and Ruzek fell to the ground.

Irene was horrified, the gun in her hand spurted out flames immediately, and rushed forward quickly.

Hank and Sumner hurriedly provided fire support and kept pulling the trigger on the two people in the distance. A burst of crackling gunfire knocked Sims away.

The forklift driver who fell on the ground had nowhere to go but to fight back with his gun.

Erin grabbed Rusek's bulletproof vest and dragged it aside with all her strength.

"I even buy Karma."

Ruzek had already regained his strength, shaking his head wildly, and shouted loudly, "I've been shot!"

"It's okay." Irene looked at the two holes in the bulletproof vest, and kept patting his face: "It's blocked, you're okay, calm down."

"Fak." Ruzek breathed quickly: "It hurts too much."

"Pain is a good thing." Irene breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm afraid that if he doesn't yell, he'll be in big trouble.

Sumner fired several shots at the forklift driver lying on the ground, too far away and too poorly aimed.

A real firefight is no better than a shooting range practice. The flames constantly rising from the muzzle of the opposite gun are enough to make people's shooting accuracy drop to a very low level.

In this case, it is already a very good performance to settle down and aim and shoot.

Sumner suppressed his panic and raised his gun again.

"Bang bang bang."

A few bullets flew from the side and slammed into the head of the forklift driver.

The blood-colored mist immediately spread.

"Go and check twelve and sixteen, these two loading rooms."

Hearing Hank's words in the headset, the three people outside all raised their heads and looked along the numbers sprayed on the wall.

"behind."

Antonio pointed to the distance and walked quickly.

Before arriving at the NO.12 loading room, Ethan knew that there was no one inside as soon as he approached.

But it's hard to say clearly, I can only wait patiently for Antonio to search the container with a thermal imaging camera.

After confirming that there was no suspicious heat source inside, the three of them walked to the side.

As soon as he approached the container in the No.16 loading room, Ethan immediately stabilized the AR15 and raised the muzzle of the gun at the same time.

A bright spot of light appeared in the radar.

Look at the location, it's inside the container.

Unlike the stevedores who were busy going back and forth, this spot of light remained motionless.

"Drip drip."

At this time, the instrument in Antonio's hand also buzzed, and a human-shaped object emitting red light appeared on the screen.

Everyone looked at each other and immediately dispersed.

"Sims, run."

Just about to press the radio to notify Hank, there was a loud roar from inside.

Two muffled sounds came from inside the container, and the light spots moved rapidly.

Antonio picked up the pistol and shot at the container, splashing a cloud of sparks on it.

The ricochet made them shrink their heads in fright.

Antonio lowered his gun in embarrassment, not daring to continue shooting.

"Bang bang bang."

The AR15 would not have this problem. Ethan continuously pulled the trigger in the direction of the moving light spot, printing bullet holes on the container.

Olinsky and Antonio chased along the almost 2-meter-wide gap between the containers.

The light spot quickly ran out of the container, and there was a fierce exchange of fire inside.

There was a scream, and Ethan flashed out from the side.

Through the gap between the loading door and the container, I saw an unknown person lying on the ground and firing wildly in another direction.

Not Sims, it seems the Yankees.

He aimed a little, and a few bullets flew out suddenly.

The man's head suddenly fell to the side as if it was hit by a whip.

"Up there."

There was a shout from Antonio inside, and two more shots were fired.

The spot of light that was hiding in the container just now has been marked by Ethan, and the other party has climbed above the container and is desperately fleeing.

Hearing the jumping sound from above, Ethan tilted the AR15 and moved quickly.

Sims, who was wearing a brown coat, kept jumping on top of the container like a big horse monkey, and soon let him run through more than a dozen containers.

Noticing that someone was following him, he quickly turned around and raised his gun.

Due to the blocking of the container, it was difficult to capture Sims' movements, but now he stops, creating a chance for himself.

"boom!"

AR15 slanted its finger and spewed out flames first.

Ethan's precise shot hit Sims' hand holding the gun directly.

The black pistol flew high along with a few severed fingers.

"Shet!"

After a scream, Sims endured the severe pain and continued to jump forward, and came to the end of the row of containers in two or three strokes.

He gritted his teeth and jumped into the snowdrift below.

"Boom."

His body landed on the snowdrift, he groaned, rolled a few times on the ground, and then stood up.

"do not move."

It took a while for this moment, except for Irene and Rusek, everyone else surrounded them.

Long and short guns, aimed at Sims.

"Get down."

Hank strode out from the side, holding a pistol and yelling.

Before Sims could make a move, Hank shot him in the knee, spattering blood.

He fired suddenly, startling Sumner who was beside him.

"Ah~"

With a roar, Sims fell in a splash of blood on the ground.

His brow was sweating, and he stared at Hank out of breath.

"Oh!"

Hank put his foot on his chest, pointing the pistol at his head.

If there is no other question to ask him, just this kind of police killer, the shot just now hit the head.

Facing the threat at gunpoint, Sims raised one hand.

The other hand has been blown off, unable to lift it up.

In the face of Hank's violent behavior, except for Sumner, several others turned a blind eye.

Hank stared at Sims for a while before taking his foot back.

He put the Glock back into the holster, walked up to Sumner, and smiled appreciatively: "Your information this time is very accurate, and you are the one to write the report on this arrest operation."

Sumner nodded quickly and put away the pistol.

She changed her mind, looked at Hank and asked in a low voice, "Do you need to write in the report about the fact that you shot the suspect who was no longer armed?"

This is not a question, just to confirm a few things.

Hank put his hands into the bulletproof vest, and said with the corners of his mouth, "There are some things that don't need to be written."

"understood."

Sumner nodded, happily removing the handcuffs from behind.

Until now, she has only established a foothold in the intelligence team, and she keeps everything under wraps, except that she doesn't treat you as one of her own.

"here you go."

Sumner handcuffs Sims in the front while the men in the back punch and clap each other.

Throwing the AR15 behind him, Ethan walked towards the loading room.

I already knew that there was another unlucky guy inside, and I needed to go see him, and Olinsky hurried to follow, that was my partner.

Both put their hands into their bulletproof vests and walked inside side by side.

This posture is not for pretending to be cool, but for keeping warm.

It was fine when the gun was fired, but as soon as the gun was put down, I felt a biting cold wind.

"Hey."

As soon as the two approached, Irene stood up quickly: "How is it?"

"rest assured."

Ethan shrugged and smiled at Rusek: "Same as this guy, he is alive."

"Please."

Lusek was sweating: "I am already like this, and you are still laughing at me."

"You did a good job." Orlinski knew he had shot a Yankee in the foot.

He squatted down with a smile and rubbed Rusek's face vigorously:
"You did a very good job."

(End of this chapter)