West Coast American Iai

Chapter 4 American Iaijutsu

'Everyone has a gun, so he doesn't mess up. '

Somehow, this sentence suddenly popped into Luo Su's mind.

Luo Su couldn't help but shake his head when he thought of this. Although he had only been in this world for two months, he had faced no less than 10 police incidents involving guns.

For police officers, every time they go out to police, it is a test of life and death.

Today, of course, is no exception.

After all, bullets have no eyes. It is different from the weapons in the cold weapon era. It is just a fully automatic rifle of the opponent. With one shot, it can randomly take away the lives of several police officers present.

This was another reason why the campus police was very cautious and did not dare to issue an order to attack.

"Let me take a look." When he walked to the classroom door, Luo Su reached out and patted a member of the Border Patrol on the shoulder.

The Border Patrol member who was photographed turned around, nodded his bearded head slightly, and then took two steps back to give up his position.

At this time, the classroom door was not fully opened, only a crack was exposed. Everyone could only use this crack to observe the inside of the classroom.

Looking in through the crack in the door, the interior of the classroom is very messy at this time. Computers, books, and backpacks are scattered everywhere, and several students are lying near the podium.

In the northeast corner of the classroom where the gunman was hiding, Luo Su could only vaguely see a row of people kneeling on the ground, holding their heads in their hands.Behind this group of people, Luo Su could only see the barrel of a semi-automatic rifle and a small half of his head with some sparse hair.

After observing the situation in the classroom, Luo Sucai took a few steps back and returned to the Long Beach police officer.

"Do you have the information about the guy inside?" Luo Su lowered his voice and asked the person in his team who was responsible for information collection and communication.

"Have it already."

"The gunman's name is Sara Torres. She is 18 years old and has no criminal record. A rifle was found in his car just now. It is an AR-15. We are convinced that this kind of rifle should be in the hands of the gunman in the classroom."

"Before this, he also shot another person in Silbeach and is currently receiving treatment in hospital."

After listening to the other party's information, Luo Su frowned, "No criminal record?"

"Yes, there was no record before this." The police officer in question nodded and responded.

"Okay. But that's not important. Today's criminal record is enough for him to die ten times." After speaking, Luo Su moved the submachine gun to his left hand and turned on the safety, "How long has it been since he entered the classroom? "

"Almost half an hour." The Long Beach police officer looked at the time and replied.

After Luo Su freed his right hand, he glanced in the direction of the classroom door again, "We can't wait any longer. It won't do anything if we wait any longer."

From the current point of view, the gunman's position in the classroom is very good. They basically cannot snipe at him from a long distance, and they cannot quickly kill the opponent without hurting the hostages.

But although the problem is very troublesome, it cannot wait forever.

In Luo Su's field of vision, the position of the gunman in the classroom was already filled with black mist, almost dripping with water.This shows that the gunman is indeed extremely vicious, and Luo Su will not feel any psychological burden if he kills him.

"You want to go in?"

"Oh, Luo, no, it's too dangerous. His gun is always aimed at the door. He will shoot as soon as you enter."

"We know that your marksmanship has been very good in the past two months, but this is not a shooting range. Luo, you have to listen to the on-site command."

Seeing that Luo Su seemed to be taking direct action, everyone quickly came over to persuade him.

"Of course I won't go in from here." Although Luo Su was reckless, he was not stupid either.The other party was obviously looking at the direction of the door. The moment he pushed the door open, bullets might pour in.

Under such circumstances, Luo Su wouldn't even have a chance to shoot.

So Luo Su's goal was not the door in front of him, but the window on the north side of the classroom. "I am the person in charge of this operation, please listen to me. I will give you instructions later. When my voice comes, you can push the door open."

"Be careful, don't let people get close to you."

"Okay, you two come with me, the others stay here and cooperate with their actions." As the commander of the team, Luo Su was not going to waste time on this matter anymore.After he casually clicked on two Long Beach police officers, he walked out from the other side of the corridor and went straight to the window on the north side.

The window on the north side of the classroom stands on a wall half a person's height. There are also a dozen police officers guarding here at this time.They were afraid that the gunman would give up and escape from the classroom.

After Luo Su brought people here, he bowed and slowly approached the window. When the police officers were confused, he motioned to a Long Beach police officer in front of him to break the window.

"I'll count to three, then you knock on the window."

After instructing the police officers in front, Luo Su unhooked the holster from his waist, turned to another police officer behind him and said, "When he knocks on the window, send a message to Mobley and the others."

"OK?"

Although the two police officers were nervous, at this time, they still nodded very firmly: "OK."

After getting the replies from the two people, Luo Su squatted on the ground and whispered: "1."

Hearing the sound of numbers, the police officer in front of Luo Su immediately tightened his grip on the stick in his hand, leaned his back against the wall, raised his left hand slightly, and was ready to throw his hand out at any time.

"2."

The police officer behind Luo Su had already put his hand on the walkie-talkie, preparing to cooperate with the actions of Luo Su and another police officer.

"3!"

As Luo Su shouted, the police officer in front suddenly swung his arm back and hit the window with his stick, smashing the entire glass into a spider web shape instantly.

At the same time as the other party acted, Luo Su had already been knocked forward.When the stick hit the glass, Luo Su was already following.

"Wow."

The glass was knocked open by Luo Su, but the other police officer behind him was unable to issue coordinated instructions in the direction of the classroom door because of interference from the walkie-talkie.

The unexpected situation put Luo Su, who had half of his head in the classroom, into a dangerous situation. Because there was no movement at the front door, the gunman in the northeast corner of the classroom had his full attention the moment the window was broken. and placed it on Luo Su's side.

If it were an ordinary person, there would be basically no chance of survival if the other party quickly moved the muzzle of the gun.

However, Luo Su happened to be no ordinary person.

'Iai Colt. '[Iai Colt: Complete fixed actions, hit rate 100%. 】

Thoughts flashed through Luo Su's mind, and his right hand quickly reached down. When his fingers touched the handle of the gun, his thumb quickly hooked the hammer.

While the other fingers quickly grasped the handle of the gun and pulled the Colt pistol out of the holster, the thumb forcefully bent toward the palm of the hand.

After a moment of phantom, he raised his right hand and said, "Bang."

"Boom."

The gunshot rang out and Luo Su hit the table in the classroom.

Luo Su's shot was so quick that the students in the classroom and the rusher who followed the sound could only see a shadow of Luo Su's right hand, and then a sudden burst of fire followed by the sound of gunshots. The bullet had already passed through the gunman's eyebrow.

The gunman didn't even have time to press his fingers, and he only had half a sentence in his mind.

'What a fast gun...'

(End of this chapter)