Chapter 905: Chaotic Crossfire
Raleigh stared at the crosshair and thought that this guy was simply crazy about taking the wrong medicine, right!?
That's right! Qin Fei had explained to himself that if there was really no way out at a critical moment, he must open the handcuffs of the crosshair, and he would help him.
But now......
"Quick! Something is not right! β
The crosshair has a much sharper battlefield perception than the average person.
You know, he came out of the underworld since he was a child, rolling in the slums to survive, and it is his instinctive housekeeping ability to look at words and look at the dishes, as long as there is a little clue around, the wind and grass will stir his sensitive nerves.
He sensed that something was really wrong.
No one would be stupid enough to stop an armed convoy of four armored vehicles and two police cars without a gun and two bulletproof vans.
No one is stupid enough to stand in the middle of the road like a psychopath and face dozens of professionally trained and battle-hardened BOPE players, let alone the members of the Qinglong group.
Dare to do this, it's not that the other party is crazy, but that the other party has chips in his hand.
And it's an absolutely awesome bargaining chip, so awesome that it can make all the police here throw bogeys.
So, the crosshair knows that something is wrong.
"What are you afraid of, we still have ......"
Raleigh wanted to say that he still had 24 special tactical company commandos from BOPE here, and a small police helicopter flying in the sky, and a sniper with a sniper rifle in the helicopter.
As long as there are not two Transformers in the middle of the road, even if the van is full of people, it will be difficult to capture this armed convoy.
Before he could finish speaking, half of the words were still in his throat, and suddenly, there was a loud gunshot.
The terrifying scene appeared in and out of the car almost simultaneously.
Just as Raleigh was still hesitating to untie the crosshair's handcuffs, the BOPE team member sitting in the driver's seat suddenly drew his gun, almost hitting the neck of the other member of the co-pilot team.
Phew-
The gunfire was particularly piercing inside the Tiger armored vehicle, and Raleigh felt his eardrums tingle a little, as if they were about to crack.
The bullet directly broke the neck of the BOPE member in the co-pilot, and before he could even snort, the man was crooked on his seat like baked plasticine, and the blood immediately splattered, staining a car window.
"I'm sorry, brother......"
The driver actually said something to himself, and then turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed at Raleigh.
Raleigh didn't expect the driver to suddenly do something to him, and he sat there stunned and didn't have time to react.
Phew-
The crosshair's handcuffed hands grabbed the driver's hand and lifted it up, and the bullet hit the crotch of the BOPE team member who had drilled out of the roof of the car to control the machine gun.
The guy screamed like a pig, rolled into the carriage with his dick in his arms and screamed.
"Fuck! Shoot him! β
The crosshair roared at Raleigh, who was already at a loss: "You stupid pig! He's going to kill us! β
Raleigh jerked his gun up and pointed it at the driver.
The driver was wearing body armor and a helmet on his head, and the only place where he could shoot was his face.
He still snatched his pistol with the crosshairs, and he never imagined that a prisoner would have so much force that he could press his gun on the roof of the car and not move.
Raleigh is also a police officer after all, and now he is pointing a gun at another police officer, and he can't pull the trigger no matter what.
The crosshair cursed uncleanly, if it had been him, the BOPE driver would have seen God by now.
"Do it! Stupid pig! You pig you haven't seen it yet!? They're all internal ghosts! β
"I'm not an inner ghost!" The driver also yelled, after all, everyone would be afraid when they saw the gun pointed at him.
"Shoot!"
"Don't shoot!"
"Why are you shooting!"
"Don't shoot!"
The crosshair and the driver are arguing with each other.
It was in this short few seconds that the outside of the car was already in chaos.
The small helicopter in the air seemed to notice that something was wrong on the ground, and the sniper sitting on the edge of the cabin pointed down and shouted: "Looks like something is wrong!" β
"Let's go down and have a look!" The pilot nodded, signaling that he already knew, and as soon as he pressed the joystick, the fuselage began to lean forward, slowly reducing the altitude.
The Sniper snipes his sniper rifle on a fixed rope, and through the sniper scope, he saw a jaw-dropping scene.
An exchange of fire has begun on both sides of the armed convoy on the road.
And the two sides of the exchange of fire were not the people in the two vans on the road, but the BOPE team members themselves.
They're infighting!
In just a dozen seconds, five or six team members had fallen, all of whom were shot at themselves by their own people without warning, and because of the body armor on their bodies, some of them had not yet died, lying on the side of the road and constantly rolling their bodies and screaming miserably, blood dripping all over the ground, looking very painful.
"What's going on!?" The sniper was completely confused, he didn't know who he was going to shoot, they were all police officers, all his colleagues in one of his SWAT teams.
"Who should I shoot!?"
The pilot also shook his head: "I don't know! It seems to be messed up! β
He pushed the microphone on his lips, intending to make a contact with HQ about the chaos going on.
However, just as he was about to start the conversation, he heard a loud noise.
Whewβ
The fuselage shook violently for a moment, and then it kept starting to spin, like a spinning top that kept telling to rotate 360 degrees in place.
"What's going on!?"
The sniper was almost thrown out of the cabin, and he quickly grabbed the handrail next to him.
"There was a problem with the plane, we ......"
The pilot looked at the constantly beating and spinning instruments and scrambled to deal with the emergency.
Before he could say a complete sentence, suddenly, there was another loud bang.
Smack-
The front windshield of the entire small police helicopter actually burst, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared, and in the center of the crack was a huge bullet hole.
The pilot's entire head was cut off, with a little bit of flesh hanging from his shoulder, and his body was slumping against the flight seat.
"Oh! Oh, God! β
The sniper and co-pilot screamed almost simultaneously.
The helicopter completely lost control and was plummeting down in a spin.
The sniper sees the ground like a huge wall, and the helicopter crashes into it like a high-speed car!
Boom β
A ball of fireball rose from the mountain, followed by thick black smoke.
Almost at the same time, Raleigh finally relented and pulled the trigger at the same time as the helicopter exploded.
The bullet passed through the driver's face and smashed his head to pieces.
Since the driver was wearing a helmet, the bullet did not have a spraying effect on the back of the head, but blood splattered forward, spraying Raleigh in the face.