The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 25 Gangster Doomsday in Koreatown
Ron's box was made of special materials and was not affected by any explosion. Ron put his Glock pistol and holster back into the empty slot in the box, and then took out a gun with a revolver on his face. The sleeve is reattached to the belt.

brush~
Ron quickly drew the gun, then retracted it, and then drew it again, repeating this three times, and finally satisfactorily put the revolver in his palm and rubbed it repeatedly, like a pervert with a fetish.

If a familiar professional gunman saw Ron's movements, he would be surprised to find that Ron's drawing speed was twice as fast as when using Glock!
What surprised the professional gunmen even more was the revolver in Ron's hand: the Smith & Wesson M500 revolver in the pistol.

One of the most famous pistols, and its fame comes from its large caliber, this gun is 0.50 inches, or 12.7 mm, and fires . The revolver chamber holds six rounds, while the Smith & Wesson M50 revolver only holds five.

Of course, the corresponding power also brings a corresponding strong recoil. Under normal circumstances, except for hunting, no one knows how to use this thing, but Ron's is different. It is the only one he has obtained in the past 20 years. A legendary weapon recognized by the system!

In Ron's eyes, the gun had a distinctive orange glow.

"Old Jack's Smith & Wesson M500 revolver, the last sidearm of the legendary gunman Jack Marston, is very powerful. After the old Jack's improvement, the recoil is greatly reduced, and you can even control it with one hand!"

This gun came from Ron's neighbor when he was a child, a veteran, and Ron's marksmanship was also taught by this veteran.

The old soldier was Jack Marston. People in the town said he was once a great man, but when Ron knew him, he was already an old man who could hardly walk by himself.

Although it is troublesome for the old man to walk, his marksmanship is still the same as before. As a military fan who never got his wish because of China's ban on guns in his previous life, Ron ran to the old man to learn how to shoot. Treat them like grandchildren.

He even specifically stated in the will that his favorite pistol should be inherited by Ron.

In addition to the pistol from Old Jack, Ron also received the second skill of the system after the marksmanship was approved by Old Jack: Sharpshooter.

"Sharpshooter (passive): The marksmanship inherited by Arthur Morgan, the first sharpshooter of the Van der Linde gang. Cowboy's last obsession with weapons)."

The most interesting thing is that Ron discovered that this passive skill can not only bless pistols, but also seems to have an effect on all weapons designed with wheels.

For example, the M32 grenade launcher that Ron took out of the box again...

It was dark, and after calling Toretto to confirm that he and Andy were fine, Ron finally walked to the warehouse near the Confucius Temple in Korea Town and observed from the dark alley.

A few Asian gangsters at the door of the warehouse were casually playing poker. Everyone had submachine guns beside them, which looked powerful, and the faint light in the warehouse indicated that there should be other people.It seems that the motorcycle race is right, their lair is here.

Ron climbed to the roof of the supermarket opposite the warehouse, dumped his backpack on the ground, and poured out 18 grenade rounds, which were connected to the 32 rounds already in the M6, making a total of 24 rounds. For Ron, who has the attribute of perpetual motion machine, it is a piece of cake.

Satisfied, Ron arranged the grenades in three rows on the ground, then opened the scope cover of the M32, put the butt on his shoulder, and aimed at the three gangsters. The distance was a little farther away, and Ron had to make a second correction to the gun. mouth height, and then pull the trigger with a finger hook.

"Boom~" made a slight crisp sound, and the grenade hit a gangster and immediately exploded with a "bang!", blasting the gangster into a pool of minced meat, and the airflow of the explosion directly knocked the other two gangsters to the ground.

"%)@#￥" There was a burst of panicked birdsong in the warehouse, and a large group of gangsters came out of the warehouse, but they just looked around blankly, not knowing where the attack came from.

Ron on the roof licked his lips lightly. They are really a group of stupid dogs without any military knowledge. They don't even know the most basic skirmish formation. A group of people gathered together is like giving Ron a head. .

How could Ron miss such an opportunity?With a hook of his finger, he fired a second grenade at the place where the gangsters were most dense.

"Bang!" The grenade exploded in the crowd, and three more gangsters fell down.

The gangsters finally learned how to be good this time. A dozen or so people immediately dispersed, each took a cover to hide, and took guns to shoot randomly at places where they thought there might be people, and the gunshots suddenly became chaotic.

However, no one noticed the roof where Ron was. Ron was not polite at the moment, he moved his fingers, and quickly fired the remaining four grenades in the magazine, and three more punks were blown out from behind the bunker.

"People are on the roof!" A sharp-eyed gangster finally found the location where Ron was hiding, and fired wildly at this side. Ron immediately fell down, and the 9mm pistol bullets punched a row of bullet holes on the low wall in front of Ron. , but didn't hit a single shot, the little gangster's submachine gun shot lonely.

And Ron twisted and flicked the launcher, and six empty shell casings were thrown out, and then quickly grabbed the grenade on the ground and loaded it into the magazine, without even showing his head, imitating the posture of an African uncle playing an AK and lifting the launcher above his head , A wave of continuous shots emptied the grenade, making the little gangster jump around again.

Then he reloaded without pausing, rolled on the ground behind the low wall, and stood up from another position. At this time, the little gangster's attention was all on the place where he fell down just now.

"Go to hell!" Ron held the launcher and fired. With the blessing of the sharpshooter, the rate of fire of Ron's grenade launcher was comparable to that of an automatic rifle. In the open space at the warehouse door, Ron once again blasted out six Small pit.

"Kill him!" "He's only one person!" "￥)#——@"

Seeing more and more companions fell beside them, the Korean gangsters turned red-eyed and shot wildly at the roof of the building with their submachine guns, wishing to tear Ron into pieces immediately to vent their hatred. A little left and right to outflank the supermarket.

But is Ron so easy to get along with?

Two sides of the supermarket faced the street, and the other two sides were surrounded by two narrow alleys. After reloading the last six grenades into the magazine, Luo fell down from the low wall behind the supermarket roof. Ribo came to hear the sound of footsteps.

This is a fool, don't you think I'm on the roof?
Ron was speechless about the military literacy of these gang members, but anyone who has served in the army should have a basic understanding of tactical transfer, right?
On one side of Ron's body, he shot blindly at the dark alley and poured out his firepower. The grenades exploded with even more astonishing power in the narrow alley, and immediately became like a purgatory on earth.

"Ping!" With a crisp sound, the launcher shot into the air, and Ron threw the launcher directly on the ground, lifted his suit and dodged into the alley that had just been "cleaned up".

At this time, the outflanking people on the other side had just turned the corner of the street, and before the gangster in charge had time to figure out the situation, a cold metal object was stuffed into his screaming mouth.

"Goodbye~" said Ron, pulling the trigger lightly.

"Bang!" The little gangster's head exploded like a watermelon that fell on the ground, and the bullet shot into the head of the second person with undiminished power, turning into a rotten watermelon of the same style.

This is the power of the 12.7mm bullet. Unlike Glock guns that need to pay attention to shooting skills, it is not that troublesome to use this kind of high-power pistol. You just need to shoot. Basically, there is no need to refill the gun. Penetration can also give you a buy one get one free surprise.

At this point, the two passing outflanks were completely wiped out.

"Be careful, he's in the alley!" The gangster screamed loudly, but none of the remaining gangsters dared to walk into the alley marked by Ron as a place of death. They just aimed their guns at the exit of the alley in fear , Just wait for any sign of trouble and shoot immediately.

Ron had already climbed back to the roof along the drainpipe, and looked out quietly along the low wall. There were still four bastards guarding the warehouse door. Ron thought about it, and threw out the magazine for safety reasons. A bullet went in.

Then he stuffed a brick into the backpack, threw it into the alley, and made a "poof" sound as if someone had landed on the ground. Sure enough, the punks immediately fired nervously at the alley.

However, Ron silently recorded the positions of the gangsters and suddenly got up, kicked off the low wall and jumped off. He was very mischievous and shouted: "It's noon!"

Ron kept aiming in the air, quickly locked on to the four targets, and opened fire one by one.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" With every gunshot, a little gangster's head exploded, and the heads of the last four gangsters turned into bursting watermelons, leaving only four headless corpses lying on the ground , the warehouse returned to calm.

"Huh~ This scene is so bloody, it's really not suitable for children~" Ron blew out the white smoke from the gun, and sighed contemptuously.Throwing out the revolver of the pistol and dumping all the bullets in his hand, he weighed the unfired one and reloaded it with four new bullets, closed the magazine with a click, and strode into the gangster's warehouse.

What kind of goods does he want to see?It is worth protecting with so many people.

But the result disappointed Ron, the warehouse was filled with DV players!This thing that will be wiped out by smartphones sooner or later is quite valuable in this era.

A few of the DV machines in this warehouse are worth about a million dollars. These are probably the results of Toretto's recent work.

(End of this chapter)