Chapter 3 Gun, Blood, Seize
There were flashes of fire.
People, floor tiles, desks, chairs...
The bullet was like a meat grinder, and everywhere it passed, without exception, was beaten into a sieve.
The smoke mixed with the smell of blood was burning and pungent.
Gu Ji's heart skipped a beat, his pupils suddenly opened, and he watched helplessly as the scarlet blood flowed along the seams of the tiles, dyeing all the white ones red.
Is this a fucking crisis?
This is obviously a massacre! Unilateral, indiscriminate massacre! !
Even though Gu Ji had seen many cases of terrorist attacks in class, it was far less terrifying than the multiple stimulations of sight, smell, and sound mixed together before him.
Sudden.
The muzzle of the gun turned again, pointing at another blind spot in the house.
A slightly rusty AK-47, no, judging from the all-inclusive ring sight and the bakelite metal stock that folds to the right, this is an imitation produced by Xia Guo: Type 56-2 submachine gun!
Xia State once exported a large number of 56 punches. Due to its simplicity, durability and low cost, it was widely circulated in the Middle East and African countries.
But that's not the point.
The point is, Gu Ji noticed the opponent's offensive action just now: marching against the wall, shooting at an angle!
Minimize body exposure as much as possible, suppress the enemy's safe angle, reduce the shooting range, and improve reaction speed.
That said, this thug knows CQB – Close Quarters Combat Indoors!
Retired Secret Service?
mercenary?
Just when Gu Ji was thinking about the identity of the other party.
Tread, step.
Heavy footsteps entered the office without warning.
They were a pair of worn-out black casual shoes. The rubber soles pressed against the tiles covered with blood, making "puff" and "puff". When they raised their feet, they would also bring up strings.
Along the heel, there is a set of beige double camouflage uniforms with a red scarf on the collar and a white printed pattern on it. He looks like a man in his mid-20s, with dark skin, sunken eyes, thick lips, bald head, and not strong. But the arms holding the gun have clear muscles and look very strong.
soldier?
Gu Ji never imagined that the thugs who attacked the airport turned out to be professional soldiers.
The background setting of this game is a bit outrageous. Even though Ethiopia has a long-term civil war, it is a consensus that "soldiers do not harm the people."
Not to mention the murder of a large number of foreign passengers in an international occasion like the Capital Airport, which will definitely shock the world!
After entering the house, the thick-lipped black man began to examine the "body." Unfortunately, the bald policeman was shot twice more.
The sound of the 7.62×39mm M43 intermediate-power bullet fired in a narrow room is far more exaggerated than the effects shown in film, television and game works.
Even through the iron plate of the wardrobe, the shock made Gu Ji's ears itch.
The office was not very large, and during several moves, the distance between the thick-lipped black man and the wardrobe was even less than two meters, but he still did not make a hasty move.
Even with the game enhancement, he is still convinced of the famous saying: "Seven steps away, the gun is fast, within seven steps, the gun is fast and accurate."
In film and television works, many plots of grabbing guns with bare hands are fake.
The real situation is: In a high-tension, highly oppressive combat environment, the gunman's nerves are always tense, and he will shoot immediately if there is any slight movement.
The automatic rifle fires continuously at close range. Let alone people, even dogs can't hide!
From the moment he entered the house, the soldier followed the principle of sticking to the wall and never exposed his back to Gu Ji. He was extremely vigilant.
One lap of inspection is completed.
Only the sofa on the wall by the door, and the worn filing cabinets and changing wardrobes next to it were left.
Oh, the thick-lipped black man raised his gun, bowed his waist and walked forward slowly.
Suffered.
He wants to check every corner.
This is not intended to be left alive!
A chill seeped from the tailbone to the scalp. Gu Ji pursed his dry lips and cut off the luck. A flash of evil flashed in his eyes. He was also a human being and would be physically afraid, but since he chose to go to the police academy and become a policeman, , then what you will face in the future will be extremely vicious gangsters. To deal with these guys, you must be worse than them.
Being a coward?
hehe.
Who the hell doesn't have two shoulders against one head?
Gu Ji's face was gloomy. There was only one chance of survival before him now.
Just grab the gun!
SWAT CQB advanced skills course, key points of unarmed gun grabbing tactics:
1. Act quickly and clearly without any hesitation;
2. Distract the gun owner as much as possible;
3. Avoid the muzzle firing line;
4. Take advantage of the fact that the torque of the gun body or slide is larger than that of the grip, and try your best to control the enemy's gun or gun-holding hand;
5. The main purpose is to control the opponent's weapon. Other attacks that cannot help seize the gun are redundant. Remember, you only have one chance!
Gu Ji's brain has never been so calm as it is now. In the police tactical operations class at the university, the teacher taught all the key techniques for grabbing a gun with bare hands, and they were all laid out in front of him like a revolving door.
"Before I grab the gun, I have to find a way to distract the other person."
His eyes flashed, and the sour-smelling sweatshirt on his face came into view, and a rough action strategy was slowly constructed in his mind, "The moment you open the door, throw out the sweatshirt to attract the target's attention and block the shooting sight. The attack must be carried out Diving and attacking to avoid frontal fire..."
While thinking, he kept an eye on the height of the opponent's muzzle and estimated the extent of the dive.
"The plan is feasible, just do it like this: open the door, throw clothes to the upper part of the target's chest, dive down and grab the gun at the same time, clamp the wrist to grab the gun, the movement must be fast, open the door, throw the clothes, dive down, grab the gun, four steps in one, shoot , Throw, pounce, snatch, throw, pounce, snatch..."
Gu Ji clutched his sweatshirt tightly and recited the offensive strategy in his mind repeatedly to strengthen his memory. He recited it faster and faster as the metal muzzle of the thick-lipped soldier swayed and the black rubber shoes came closer and closer.
And at that moment when the nerves were tense to the extreme.
Shoes, stop.
The air seemed to be frozen, and Gu Ji didn't even dare to blink.
At this time, the two sides were about two steps away. The thick-lipped soldier gently raised his right index finger and placed it on the trigger. The basic safety rule for holding guns in the world is: the index finger must not be placed on the trigger when not shooting.
The other party is going to shoot!
Can't wait any longer! !
Gu Ji bent his knees and twisted his waist, his toes were like hooks, and he plowed slightly, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
Snapped--!
There was a huge iron sound, the door opened, and a blue undershirt was thrown out at the same time. Gu Ji kicked the cabinet wall with his back foot, dived down with his back like a bow, and suddenly shot out like a sharp sword. The thick-lipped black man was frightened to his feet. , his arm trembled, and he instinctively squeezed the trigger, click, click, click!
56-2 The muzzle of the submachine gun sprayed flames continuously, the sound exploded like a cannon, and the sweatshirt was instantly torn to pieces.
Unexpectedly, a yellow shadow flashed from the side to the lower abdomen in vain. It was the rushing Gu Ji. He waved his left hand and clamped down on the right wrist holding the gun. His right arm hugged his leg. His shoulders were like the horns of a rhinoceros. Bang!
One bump, one hook.
The huge impact inertia caused the two people to fly backwards instantly.
In mid-air, the muzzle of the gun rose with inertia, and the ballistic trajectory swept across the plaster ceiling in an arc, leaving a long series of holes. Finally, there was a loud "bang", and the black man's back hit the desk hard, and his vision went black. , there was a buzz in his head, and the rifle dropped from his hand!
Gu Ji fell to the ground at the same time, plasma splashed on his face, his bloodshot eyeballs flashed, he quickly confirmed the position of 56-2, stretched his legs and kicked away.
But suddenly, a slight sound of metal friction sounded.
This voice is so familiar!
The cold light in his eyes suddenly condensed, his upper body collapsed, and his left hand was like a tiger's claw clasped at the right wrist of the thick-lipped black man. With quick movements, the latter suddenly pulled out a black pistol from his waist: Beretta M92F!
boom! boom!
As the two men struggled with their hands, the black man pulled the trigger, and the bullet penetrated the wooden board of the desk above his head. Scattered sawdust, mixed with gunpowder smoke, splashed in front of his eyes.
Squinting reduces visual information reception and slows down reactions.
There is a defensive flaw!
Gu Ji's eyebrows immediately flashed with sternness. He seized the opportunity, twisted his hip joint, spread his legs, straddled the black man's chest like a python, clamped his right arm, dragged the gun-holding wrist with both hands, jammed the elbow joint with his leg, and moved towards the black man at the same time. Twist to the left, sit back on the buttocks, and arch your waist and abdomen forcefully.
Police capture: Wrist cross!
Click!
"ah--!"
The thick-lipped black man screamed, and Gu Ji's force was so cruel and extreme that his right arm was twisted and broken from the middle in an instant. His scalp was numb, and his wrist was as soft as if there were no bones.
Grab the gun, pull away, adjust your shooting posture, bang bang!
He pulled the trigger twice and fired rapidly, one shot in the abdomen and one shot in the chest. The thick-lipped black man's eyes were bulged out and his face turned red. His left arm holding the knife froze in mid-air, leaving only his stern pupils, staring at Gu. A few, seeming to tear each other into pieces.
But the next second!
boom!
The thick-lipped black man's eyes finally lost their luster, and there was a bloody hole in his forehead. Blood spurted out from the back of his head like a fountain, and splattered on the wall!