Chapter 1065: Shotgun against the time travel machine

Chapter 1065: Shotgun against the time travel machine

There was a sniper on the left, a rocket on the right, and a Mk46 light machine gun on the front. Those who knew it was the streets of Manhattan, New York, but those who didn't knew it thought they were in Gaza.

The stalemate cannot continue like this. Although the police helicopter overhead has been hovering at low altitude, it is useless at the moment unless Jack can fly up with a sniper rifle.

The ESU SWAT police at the front suffered heavy casualties. Nearly one-third of them had fallen. The front was in danger. What needed to be considered at the moment was not how to kill all the gangsters, but to get the NYPD police officers to withdraw and reorganize.

The two Dodge Tahoes were almost turned into a hornet's nest. Even if the other side didn't fire a second rocket, the police officers wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

But it is obviously impossible for the opponent to prepare only one rocket

"Da da da"

Jack was always paying attention to the window of the apartment where a rocket had just been fired. When he saw the other party appeared again with a rocket launcher, he directly pulled the trigger and fired three rounds, making the militant tremble all over.

The launcher originally aimed downward at the ESU SWAT officers was raised upwards, and the rockets shot straight into the sky.

A long trajectory cut through the sky and passed by the low-flying police helicopter. The frightened pilot pulled the control stick in panic and almost hit a tall building nearby.

"Bang!" A bullet hit the asphalt pavement in front of Jack, stirring up a little dust, but he didn't even raise his eyelids.

"10 o'clock direction, fifth floor, behind the blue curtain." Aubrey reported the direction loudly. His marksmanship was not as good as Jubal's, but his eyesight was quite good.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

What responded to him was the dull roar of several Barrett snipers. Clay, who had just gone upstairs, fired several shots directly into the window of the stairwell.

"Cleaned up!" Clay's reply in the team channel was concise and clear.

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50 caliber is so unreasonable, large-caliber armor-piercing bullets can directly penetrate the wall and kill the enemy.

Now that the advantage came to his side, Jack ordered without hesitation, "Kill the one with the machine gun!"

However, before Clay could fire, Hannah's exclamation came over the team channel, "Be careful of the drone."

Before she finished speaking, a black shadow that was almost invisible to the naked eye passed over everyone's heads, and then there was an explosion from the apartment building on the right.

Black smoke billowed from the exterior wall of the apartment that Clay had just entered, and large swaths of wall coverings fell to the sidewalk along with broken bricks.

"Clay?" Jack's heart tightened, and he was about to get up and run across the street to the apartment when another bullet flew in, making a bullet hole in the hood of the car behind him.

"There's a sniper on the right!" Aubrey reminded loudly, "Damn, I can't see him here."

The situation took a turn for the worse again. This was the first time that everyone encountered an enemy with a drone, and it was also a self-destructing time-travel machine that could reach a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour.

Fortunately, Clay's voice came over the team channel again soon, making everyone breathe a sigh of relief, "Cough, cough, I'm fine, the gun is broken."

"Who exactly are we facing?" Jiejie, who was guarding the rear with Alice, asked in horror.

"Professional mercenary." Clay's breathing came from the channel. It sounded like he was somewhat injured. "That shuttle was originally headed for those ESUs."

He was able to protect the NYPD SWAT police from disaster, and was regarded as the primary threat as soon as they took action.

"Notify the NYPD helicopter to leave low altitude, and we have to find a way to get others out of the open area." Jack said to Jubal.

Jubal had been hiding behind the Saboban they drove in, using the car radio to report the situation to the rear. The police helicopter that originally planned to return to low altitude received a warning from the FBI and raised its altitude again.

"I'll deal with another sniper."

Hannah, who was following Jack, gritted her teeth and rushed to a nearby commercial building. This was a rather risky decision because that building had large curtain walls of glass.

She is holding the same HK417 as Jack, but at this moment, their fighting distance is only between one and two hundred meters. As long as they can find a commanding height with a suitable angle, they can also deal with snipers, but compared to Clay's position just now, he is facing a self-destruct shuttle. It's even more dangerous when you're on the move.

"Drive the Saber class over here. We need the equipment on it, and we can also use the car body as cover." Jack rolled his eyes and thought of a risky strategy.

There were almost no vehicles on the opposite lane of this old four-lane road. Except for the unlucky Civic that was hit by the armored vehicle, the other passing vehicles had already fled.

But in most areas of Manhattan, parking is allowed on the side of the sidewalk, and Jack was currently hiding in front of an SUV on the left side of the road.

The armored car with the smashed front and the Civic blocked the middle of the two lanes on the left, but if they were forced to squeeze, the power of the bulletproof Saboban could easily push the Civic away.

The wanted criminal group had just unleashed a wave of hatred, and now both the operator of the self-destructing drone and the sniper upstairs on the right were focusing on the back of the convoy.

But if the FBI doesn't continue to do something, let the self-destructing drones shoot at the ESUs in front of the convoy, and the snipers take over again, the NYPD may be completely wiped out this time.

In the battle between big trucks and trucks just now, the Yukon driven by Jack was seriously damaged, but Clay's Saber was only damaged at the rear.

After hearing Jack's order, Jubal got into the car directly from the passenger side, started the Suboban and started to turn around. This action immediately attracted the attention of the sniper, and he hit the windshield of the Suboban with several shots in succession.

Unfortunately, he didn't have an anti-material sniper rifle like the Barrett, and the ordinary rifle bullets were bounced off by the high-quality bulletproof glass, leaving only white spots on it helplessly.

"Next." Aubrey, who took the opportunity to get into the car when the Suboban turned around, opened the door on the other side and threw a Benelli M4 shotgun at Jack.

The ominous buzzing sound sounded again, and Jack, who took the shotgun, pulled the bolt directly to load the gun, and repeatedly pulled the trigger at the small black dot in the air that drew a strange arc.

The high-speed self-destructing aircraft instantly lost its balance in the air, and crashed into the street bakery under the action of inertia. After a loud explosion, the broken glass rushed to freedom along with the coffee and donuts.

The Saab turned around and began to slowly retreat. There were several more crisp gunshots, and Jubal, who was driving, was splashed with broken glass shards.

There were also a few more white spots on the window glass on his left side, but the sniper was still helpless with the bulletproof Saab in a short time.

"Give me a smoke bomb." Clay, who had withdrawn from the apartment on the right, rolled to the front of the Saab, covering his bleeding left arm and shouting loudly.

"Looking!" Aubrey was sitting on the back seat of the Saab with his butt sticking out, pulling equipment out of the trunk. Although he knew that the car body was bulletproof, the sound of bullets hitting the car body still made him shrink his neck from time to time.