I, Citi Police Chief, pay money

Doing so can prevent the possibility that after the vampire eyeliners outside the police station see the large-scale dispatch of the police, they will inform their vampire masters that they will notice the problem and escape in advance.

However, it is a pity that besides the players, Chris now only has [-] Mexican auxiliary police officers. The latter are still practicing marksmanship, and they are not of much use. They are destined to be difficult to fight against vampires. Reese can only hope now that he can find available personnel in the sixteenth division to take on the leading role.

"Sergeant Isidor is one of them. He used to be from the Internal Affairs Department of the General Administration. He has good marksmanship and fighting results. He also has a few good guys who have just shot at him, but there may be some flaws in marksmanship." Sergeant Patrick was cautious. recommended.

"Sheriff Regina's marksmanship is better than mine. Using a Henry rifle to hit a moving target from a hundred meters away, he can hit nine out of ten shots. It's just that he may not be willing to participate in close-range combat. You need to pay attention to this."

"Exclude him and his men." Chris said decisively.

Sergeant Regina's marksmanship is really good, but he is too timid. In the last street shootout, he wet his pants and left a deep impression on Chris, and this operation is to fight vampires. Physical attributes are stronger than ordinary people. After transforming, addicts show physical fitness after breaking free from ropes and being beaten, at least three times higher than ordinary people. If it is not for the player's skill, he really cannot subdue him.

"There's a big gap in numbers," said Sheriff Patrick, and then he changed the subject.

"Director, then I would recommend me and my old buddy. The four of us are old police detectives for many years. We came here in the hail of bullets. Our marksmanship is not bad. Although we are old, our physical response has declined. The four of them are not afraid of death, after all, receiving the pension from the police station is definitely more cost-effective than dying in bed."

Chris looked at Sergeant Patrick seriously. The latter's face was serious and conscious at this time, obviously he was serious.

"Sheriff, now you go get your agents together, and meanwhile, where is Sheriff Isidore?"

"He is in charge of patrolling the streets today, outside."

"Send someone to find him. I want to see him and those six men who dare to fight and rush in half an hour."

"Yes!" Sergeant Patrick saluted Chris excitedly, then turned and was about to leave, but was stopped by Chris, who turned his head and shouted at the players behind him.

"Wait, Sheriff, Douglas, give your Winchester and bullets to Sheriff Patrick, and then come to my office, I have new guys for you."

With that said, Chris walked towards his office, leaving behind the players handing over weapons to Sergeant Patrick, and the chaotic police lobby.

Not long after, the four players came to the director's office empty-handed. They pushed open the door, and Chris just put a large box on the ground. At this time, the director's office was full of things, and the black coats on the ground were stacked together. , there are a few of them, and there are three wooden boxes side by side in the corner of the office, with the Chinese characters "Danger, handle with care" engraved on them.

"Take, Browning automatic rifle and MP18 submachine gun, you choose, and leave the rest to me." Chris said to the player, facing the five automatic weapons on the ground, although they have not completely left. After finishing the whitewashing process, he couldn't take care of too much because he was so impatient.

"In addition, five pieces of body armor on the table, four silver-plated long knives, and the coat on the ground, you should also equip them, and the guys in the box, you can take as much as you can." After Chris finished speaking , without waiting for the player to answer, he picked up the remaining coat on the ground and walked out of the office. He still has a lot of things to do, and he doesn't have the slightest spare time to pay attention to the player.

Until this time, Chris deeply realized that the sixteenth district police station lacked everything, such as guns, money, reliable police officers, and helpers who could help Chris relieve the pressure. I can only arrange the attack plan in the police station, and at the same time prepare to go into battle and take the lead in the charge. This feeling is too fucking.

Chris left the office, and the four players quickly selected the equipment they needed. Lao She took the most powerful Browning automatic rifle with a higher rate of fire than the MP18 submachine gun. The remaining three players could only choose the submachine gun. .

After taking the money, the bulletproof vest and coat are followed. The bulletproof vest is worn inside, and the coat is hung outside to block the bulletproof vest. Although the weight of this set of equipment is a bit heavy, considering the player's physical attributes, it is not a hindrance.

Then there was the long knife, and the four of them hung it on their waists. While equipping it, the pandaren said strangely.

"This knife looks familiar to me."

"I also feel a little bit." Chang Wei hesitated, looked at the weapon in his hand seriously for a while, and screamed.

"Hey, isn't this a high-quality demon hunting knife produced by Lao She's weapons factory? Behind the handle is the serial number and the name of the craftsman when it was produced by Lao She's weapons factory."

"Oh, it really is!" Lao She was also surprised, he didn't expect to see the equipment he made in another game in this game.

"It's not just a long knife, come and have a look, the guy in this box is also a product of the Duhufu." Li Gangjing, who pried open a wooden box with a long knife, shouted, and the three of them immediately surrounded them. Look, boy, it's a polenade.

Lao She picked up a hand grenade, and turned over the explosive part of the long-handled grenade for others to see. It was engraved with words that players in Duhufu were very familiar with.

+Three types of offensive grenade of Duhufu+

"Hey, the Easter eggs made by the planner of this game are really interesting. They actually moved the equipment from another game in their studio to the new game." The pandaman said with a surprised face, and the other three also had the same expression.

"Okay, stop messing around, the task is important, quickly bring these grenades and long knives, this time the task of fighting vampires, maybe you have to rely on them, after all, those ghost things are not slow, guns may not It works." Lao She stopped their playfulness with a loud voice, and took the lead to pick up the long-handled grenade in the box and put it into the pocket and socket inside the coat.

"Well, I may not be familiar with guns, but I am too familiar with grenades and long knives. In the last game, I used them to fight street battles with long ears in the city. I fought for a full ten days without knowing it. How many long-eared rangers and vampires have been killed, that is even more certain."

Chapter 22: Chapter 21 Warehouse Bloody Battle ([-])

In the hall of the police station, heavily armed policemen, including the Mexican auxiliary police and players who just came in, gathered here. They waited holding their breath, watching Director Chris at the end of the hall giving lectures.

"Our target this time is a crazed group of human traffickers. They are vicious, possess a large number of weapons, and their number is unknown. Therefore, this time, I authorize you to shoot at will and shoot anyone who attacks or blocks you without warning. , there is no need to worry about accidental injury, your own safety is the most important thing."

Chris had no way to explain to them that the target this time was a group of vampires. When the police officers had never witnessed the existence of vampires and they had no evidence to prove it, telling them the truth would only add to the troubles. Therefore, Chris can only repeatedly emphasize to them the viciousness of the enemy, and give them the right to fire at will.

In the final analysis, time is still too tight. If you can relax for an afternoon, Chris will not be able to get more automatic weapons for the time being, but some silver-plated bullets that are enough for police officers are no problem at all. .

However, Chris didn't dare to drag the time until night. Whether the vampires would escape is a problem. Most importantly, the night has never been a favorable environment for human beings. At night, he took a group of police officers to fight vampires... The picture is so beautiful that Chris can't even imagine the process and result.

"The commando set off first, and the destination is the warehouse on Hattuck Wharf by the Hudson River." Chris looked around the hall and took a deep breath.

"Now, go!"

As he spoke, he raised the NP18 submachine gun in his hand, took the lead to cross the crowd, and walked towards the police gate. Four players in coats, slung weapons and long knives followed closely behind, followed by Sheriff Isidore and Sheriff Patrick. With the police officers under their command, everyone rushed to the door with heavy steps.

Outside the door, two police cars had already started their engines, and they were waiting on the side of the road. Sheriff Regina, who had just returned from a patrol, was standing next to the car with two police officers. He was a little unclear, so he asked the police next to him what to do. Before the latter could answer the question, Chris rushed out with people inside the gate.

Seeing Chief Chris's fully armed and murderous attire, and the posture of a group of police officers behind him, Sergeant Regina immediately understood that there was a big case to happen, and he was not called... This is a good thing.

Thinking of this, Sergeant Regina quickly jumped aside and got out of the way. Chris didn't say anything to Sergeant Regina. After all, the former is such a person. Chris passed him unceremoniously and opened the After entering the cab of the first car, the inside and outside of the car were quickly filled with people sitting and standing.

With the roar of the engine, two Ford police cars full of people inside and outside drove towards the destination at high speed amidst the screeching of tires. After the car left, a brigade of police officers poured out of the police station and trotted all the way Chase in the direction the car left.

The large-scale dispatch of the sixteenth district police immediately touched the nerves of all the gangsters entrenched in Hell's Kitchen. The faces of the gangsters who saw the police cars and the police brigade on the side of the road changed drastically, and they rushed to their gang strongholds. He ran to report the information.

Chris didn't care what his actions would alarm him, he was just focusing on stepping on the gas pedal and running wildly on the street, and the sound of the horn didn't stop.

Looking at the paintwork of the Ford car running wildly, and the heavily armed policemen on the car, the pedestrians and cars on the road hide away knowingly from a long distance away, even the drivers of the buses and trams on the track are afraid. When the police car came rushing, I slammed on the brakes, stopped the tram, and waited for the two police cars full of uncles to pass before I dared to start again.

After stepping on the accelerator and running wildly for more than ten minutes on the street, Chris and his party rushed to their destination...Hatak Wharf.

Hatak Wharf is a small wharf with small logistics volume and few dock workers. There is only one warehouse on the dock whose name is unknown. The dock workers usually call it Hatak Warehouse.

No one in Hell's Kitchen knows who the owner of the pier and warehouse is, and there are few people here during the day. Only at night, will there be boats transporting bootleg alcohol here, and then gangsters who sell bootleg alcohol will come to take the bootleg alcohol. Unloaded, at this time, the pier will have a little life.

Even so, there are not many jobs like this on the Hartak Wharf, because this wharf is on the edge of Hell's Kitchen, and it is really convenient for the federal Prohibition agents to investigate and raid here, and the big gangsters look down on this ghost place, the little gangsters have no choice but to dare to come here every night.

Since the gangsters are active here, no one wants to come here to feel uncomfortable no matter it is day or night. In this way, Hattuck Pier on the busy Hudson River becomes A strange no man's land.

"Kaz..." The sound of the brakes sounded, and two Ford cars stopped on the Hatak Wharf one after the other. Chris got out of the car and looked up at the Hatak warehouse tens of meters away.

The warehouse is silent, and there is no one outside. However, this is only a superficial disguise. In the eyes of Chris, who owns the system, the warehouse is filled with a dark and dead air inside and outside. Obviously, many people have died in this warehouse. , and these dead people hated to die after being tortured. In another world, there must be some ghosts such as vengeful spirits haunting this place.

Well, with just one look, Chris can be sure that the place is right. There must be something unclean in this warehouse. Ordinary gangsters can’t produce such a strong sense of death and resentment when they kill people. They kill people just to Robbing, no matter how cruel the method is, it will not kill many people in a short period of time. Only those aliens like vampires who eat humans can create a hellish environment in the world.

"The bullet is loaded and ready to attack." Chris said without looking back.

"I and the police officers of the SWAT team took the lead, Isidore and Patrick, the two of you lead the team and are always ready to provide us with fire support."

"Boss, why don't you wait for the follow-up troops?" Sergeant Isidor asked suspiciously. Although he couldn't see anything, he instinctively felt that there was something wrong with this warehouse and it was very dangerous. The sixth sense was constantly warning. Him, let him stay away from here.

"Let's go first, we are waiting for someone, and the villains inside will also be ready."

Chapter 23: Chapter 22 Warehouse Bloody Battle ([-])

Humid, dark and dull, and the air is full of blood and decay. This is the environment in the Hatak warehouse. The piled up broken wooden boxes are placed everywhere, and there are red and black marks on the ground. Thirty corpses, more than a dozen unknown objects crawling on all fours walked back and forth among these corpses, bending their bodies from time to time and nodding their heads up and down on the corpses, making a subtle sound of gnawing on some object.

In addition, there are five thin western-style coffins with rich decorations placed in the center of the warehouse. Unidentified creatures on all fours moving around in the warehouse circled them far away, but never dared to approach them. Two police cars drove up outside Tucker's warehouse, and they changed only after being seen by a man in a tuxedo standing next to the warehouse gate through the crack of the door.

"Master Viscount, Lord Viscount..." The man in the tuxedo walked quickly to one of the coffins and called out in a low voice. After a while, there was movement inside the coffin, and the coffin boards slid back amidst the sound of a small friction. , a pale man in a suit sat up from the coffin with his eyes closed and asked in English with a London accent.

"Gavin, who was sent to find food, is back..."

"No, I'm afraid...he won't come back either. Three hours ago, a servant reported to me that Mr. Gavin was arrested by the local police on his way back. I sent someone to find a lawyer to release him on bail, but , Until now, two cars of New York police have come to us, but there is no news from there, I think, there should be something happening here."

Having said that, the man in the suit with closed eyes finally opened his long, narrow, pointed eyes.

"I knew that cowardly idiot Gavin would end up ruining things, but I didn't expect him to be arrested and tell the blood packs about our hiding base. This is really a waste."

"Master Viscount, what about the police outside?"

Asked here, the man called the Viscount thought for a moment with a blank expression before giving an answer.

"Let them in, eat them, and then we'll move tonight." As he spoke, the Viscount cursed in a low voice.

"Damn the old guy in the parliament, he said that Europe is not safe, and the next world war is coming soon. He sent me to the United States to open up a branch association to retreat, but just give me these crooked men, what do you want me to do? How to build a base and find followers."

Regarding the complaints from his immediate superior, the butler in a tuxedo looked indifferent. He pretended that he was deaf, and rushed to knock on the other coffins one by one, so that the vampires lying inside would get up and start eating.

The four vampires and the vampire butler, who were awake, walked to the corner led by the viscount, waved and directed the ugly ghouls to hide, waiting for the police outside the warehouse to come in and deliver food.

However, the six people waited for a long time, but there was no movement outside. Just when they were wondering whether the police outside had left, a burst of car engine sound came from far and near, and then...

"Bang!" The closed warehouse door was knocked open with a loud bang, and a Ford police car rushed in from behind the door. The four people standing outside the car threw long-handled grenades indiscriminately.

"Boom boom boom..." A series of explosions exploded in the warehouse, and the vampires and their minions, who were hiding in the dark, waiting for orders, were dazed by the series of explosions and caught off guard. .

The vampires did not expect that the police in New York would be so wild. The police car crashed into the door and threw grenades wildly. It was completely inconsistent with the picture they expected of "the New York police carefully opened the door, and then sneaked in to arrest people".

The Viscount stood relatively behind because of his noble status, and it should be the younger brother's job to personally arrest people. With his status, the Viscount should wait for his subordinates to hunt food successfully before he He went up slowly to choose the best food to enjoy, but the Viscount never expected that he was standing farthest from the gate, and two grenades flew in front of him and exploded.

The shock wave of the explosion blasted the whole person of the Viscount into the air. Bang Dang smashed into the wooden box. When he stood up, the suit on his body turned into rags. It was inserted into his face, shaking with the twitch of his facial muscles.

"Give it to me, tear them up!" He roared, and the ghouls around him who were blown upside down moved as quickly as possible, dragging their mutilated limbs and screaming, rushing towards the Ford police car from the darkness. Roughly counting, there are more than [-] to [-] distorted monsters attacking.

Chris, who was driving the Ford, was very calm. He quickly turned the steering wheel and relaxed the accelerator slightly to avoid overpowering and causing the car to overturn during the steering process.

At the same time, among the four players hanging outside the car, two took out the submachine guns hanging obliquely on their shoulders, held the gun with one hand and swept wildly at the surroundings, and the other two grabbed the car with one hand and fixed themselves. Without being thrown out of the car, the other hand took out a grenade from the coat and sent it to his mouth. He bit the cable and pulled it out, throwing the smoking guy in front of the flying ghoul.

The sprayed [-]mm Parabellum pistol bullets evenly fired a perfect fan-shaped barrage, and the ghouls who pounced on the Ford police car happened to be in the fan-shaped area. Meat splashed everywhere, and they were charging with their limbs crawling, and they were stopped abruptly by the fan-shaped barrage. If their heads were hit directly by the bullets, they would fall straight up and couldn't get up again. .

Before the stopped ghouls had time to get up from the ground, the grenade thrown in front of them by the player exploded, and the blasted shock waves and shrapnel continued to hit them mercilessly, making these covered Clothes were broken, and the monster with a shriveled body was blown out.

Under the cover of the player's sweeping and bombing, the police car driven by Chris successfully completed a U-turn in the warehouse, and then rushed towards the warehouse door, leaving behind a messy scene.

"Chase me!" The angry viscount vampire didn't care too much, he roared to get up again, only about thirty ghouls left continued to chase the car, and found the leader's embarrassed figure. The five vampires did not dare to neglect, and followed behind the ghoul to the exit of the warehouse.

The running speed of the ghouls is not slow. They almost followed the rear of the Ford car and rushed towards the warehouse gate. Just as the Ford car completely left the warehouse, the first ghoul running at the front followed and rushed into the sun The next moment, gunshots erupted outside the warehouse.

"Fire!" Sheriff Patrick, who was half kneeling 20 meters outside the warehouse gate, shouted loudly. He had already seen the gesture of the chief in the driver's seat of the Ford car ordering him to fire. The police officers who were also half-kneeling on the ground with long guns did not dare to neglect, and quickly pulled the trigger at the gate.

Crackling gunshots rang out intensively, and the advantage of the lever rifle's rate of fire was fully displayed at this time. The bullets of the eleven lever rifle's continuous firing range were much denser than those of the two submachine guns.

The ghouls following the police car could hardly step over the warehouse gate amidst the barrage of rifles fired by eleven police officers. Rifle bullets were much more lethal than submachine gun bullets, even if it was a Henry Lever Rifle. It was also a rifle, and when a bullet hit the ghoul's body, it made a big hole. Unfortunately, it hit its head. The shriveled and ugly thing was like a watermelon, and it exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

The sound of gunfire became continuous, until all the bullets in the lever rifle magazines had been fired, the corpses of ghouls inside the warehouse gate had covered the inside and outside of the gate... There were more than 30 ghouls, none of them Successfully passed through the warehouse door and really stood in the sun.

This is the result of Chris's plan. He plans to drive in with the player for armed reconnaissance, then turn around to lure the enemy out. If it was successful and no one escaped, the police officers collectively pushed towards the warehouse gate, and used bullets to catch Chris and others inside to exit the warehouse.

In short, it is not to fight the enemy in the warehouse, in the favorable terrain familiar to the enemy.

Obviously, Chris's plan was very successful. The vampire viscount who was blown up by the grenade had no idea that there would be such a trap waiting for him, so he gave away all the ghoul minions he had worked so hard to accumulate.

"My God, what are these things I shot! Why are they dead, and they will spontaneously combust..." Sergeant Patrick couldn't help but look at the distorted corpses that were smoldering naturally 20 meters away. Putting down the rifle, he quickly made a sign of the cross with his hand on his chest.

"I don't know what it is, but they obviously have bad intentions for Chief Chris. Our firing was not wrong." Sergeant Isidore was more receptive to reality than the well-informed Sergeant Patrick.

"I agree with you, Mr. Isidore." Chris, who got out of the car, led the four players to the police and reminded them loudly.

"Gentlemen, under our cover, quickly reload your ammunition. The battle is not over yet. We killed only their minions. The real culprit who kidnapped and killed the American people is still hiding in the warehouse."

"What, my God!" The police screamed, but no one doubted the chief's words, the evidence was in front of them, and the corpses of more than 20 monsters lying on the ground 20 meters away were on fire. Well, who would doubt what their director said, even if he said that the devil hiding inside was a devil from hell, they would believe it without hesitation.

"Guys, load the bullets, let's surround the warehouse exit first, and don't let the things inside escape." Chris shouted, leading the people back quickly.

In fact, there is only one exit from the Hatak warehouse, and that is the front gate, and this warehouse was built by the river, the gate is facing Hell's Kitchen, and behind it is the wide Hudson River, unless the vampire hiding inside Can fly, or swimmers, otherwise, they can only rush out from the main entrance.

I don't know if the vampires who chose to hide in this place have thought about the current situation, otherwise, they should regret their past choices now.

Chapter 24: Chapter 23 Warehouse Bloody Battle ([-])

The vampires in the warehouse were blocked by Chris. He changed his impetuous style and began to slowly arrange police officers to surround the warehouse gate. He even arranged for three police officers to go around and monitor the river behind the warehouse.

Unless vampires can fly, or there is a secret passage underground in the warehouse, they can't even think about leaving the warehouse secretly.

After waiting until Chris waited until the follow-up police brigade arrived, there was no movement in the warehouse, which made him feel puzzled.

What are the vampires inside hiding and not moving? Could it be that they are afraid of the sun and dare not come out?

This doesn't make sense. The vampires caught today are abducting and selling little loli in broad daylight. This shows that the daytime may have an impact on their state, but it is not fatal. If they want to escape or kill them, the police Isn't it the best time before the brigade arrives?

Do vampires know such a thing?Of course they are clear, but before that, they still have some small troubles to solve, and this small trouble was left to them by Chris.

Chris forgot one thing, the grenade he used was brought from another world, and in that magical world, most gunpowder (harmony) recipes need to be mixed with a certain proportion of magic crystal powder to be successful Detonated, so that all the explosives brought by Chris from this world have magical damage in addition to physical damage.

Because Chris was a high-ranking big shot before, he didn't know much about the development of weapons below, so that he forgot about it now.

Chris forgot that the magic damage of the pole grenade did not disappear. When the vampire was bombed, because of his anger and because he hadn't been bombed by the magic grenade, they didn't notice the sticky grenade stuck in the vampire at that time. The shrapnel was abnormal. After all the ghouls in front were dead, when they planned to launch a surprise attack on the New York police outside, the leader of the vampire viscount felt the severe pain and the slight smoke on his body.

The shrapnel inserted into the vampire's body is smoking... To be precise, the flesh and blood of the alien species in contact with the shrapnel is being corroded by the magic power attached to the shrapnel.

At this time, the vampires belatedly realized that the pain from the wound on their bodies was intensifying, instead of healing as quickly as usual.

This is amazing!

The vampires panicked immediately, trying to get the shrapnel out of their bodies.