The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol

Jack's speed was extremely fast, and he ran at the front again. After the start, he simply accelerated and eclipsed the Walkers. The vegetation in the desert area was not lush, but there were some tall cacti and shrubs taller than humans blocking the view.

At this time, the gunshots were loud. Although he could hear the sound of Hannah's Glock mixed with it, the gunshots from the opposite side were even denser. There were at least four or five pistols shooting in this direction. .

"Hannah!"

Jack was so anxious that he walked around a bunch of bushes and saw three figures in front of him. It was the female bar owners Jerry and Stella, who were half supporting Emily and stumbling forward here, but they were nowhere to be seen. Hannah's figure.

Emily covered her right abdomen with one hand, and blood kept dripping from the gaps between her fingers. Jack quickly stepped forward to support her, laid her flat on the ground, threw a healing skill directly on her, and asked urgently.

"Where's the Hannah people?"

Emily was in so much pain that she couldn't speak. Jerry gasped and pointed to the back, "Hannah said she would cover us and let us come to you first. There are many people on the other side, just below the hillside. Go quickly."

Jack took off his coat and put it on Emily's injured waist, "Find a way to stop her bleeding, and I'll go help Hannah."

Hannah's Glock gun was still ringing, indicating that there was no danger yet, but he did not dare to delay. The main organs on the right side of the abdomen were the liver and kidneys. His treatment would not be life-threatening as long as the internal bleeding was stopped.

In the original play, Emily died after bumping into D dealer alone and was silenced. That's why Jack decided to travel together like this, but he didn't expect that the four of them would have an accident while traveling together.

But this can be considered a hit-and-miss, and it just happens to solve the problem completely.

At this time, the Walkers and their son also arrived in a hurry. Seeing Emily injured, Auggie was so shocked that his face turned pale, while Walker, whose face was ashen, squatted down to check his wife's injury.

"Auggie, give me the gun."

Jack took the AR-15 off Auggie's shoulder, took out the magazine and checked it. It contained standard NATO 5.56x45mm bullets with a capacity of 20 rounds. He loaded the magazine and pressed the empty magazine release button. Reload the gun, bend down and trot forward in the direction of the Glock gunshot.

Before running 50 meters, I saw Hannah lying behind a stone in a bush. She was beaten so hard that she didn't dare to show her head. She could only poke her right hand holding the gun out of the stone and fire twice blindly. Holding an empty magazine.

"Hannah, are you okay?"

Jack lay down not far from her and moved closer to him in a crawling position. Hannah looked back at him and shook her head.

"I'm fine. There are five people on the other side. I'm out of magazine and have three bullets left."

Jack pulled out his FK7.5 and handed it to her along with two spare magazines, "Cover me, the recoil of this gun is a bit strong, be careful."

Hannah nodded, put away her Glock, and held the gun with both hands instead.

Seeing this, the other side stopped fighting back for a moment, and soon stopped shooting. Someone was shouting loudly in Spanish, which sounded like they were urging their accomplices to come forward.

Jack rolled sideways several times, hid behind another rock, and secretly looked down the slope. The sky was already dark, but not completely dark, and a waning moon appeared in the sky, looming.

This light was enough for him with his perception fully activated. He could clearly see that about 200 meters away, there was a Toyota pickup parked on the path made by people at the foot of the mountain. Two people had just ran back to the car. He was taking out two rifles from the trunk, seemingly to cover his companions' attack.

There were three people a few hundred meters away, holding pistols in their hands, hiding behind the rocks, and looking up nervously from time to time.

Holding his breath and concentrating, Jack aimed at one of the two people standing by the car in the distance, who had his gun pointed in the air and was loading the magazine, and steadily pulled the trigger.

With a scream of "Ah", the guy fell to the ground clutching his waist, and the rifle in his hand fell to the ground. However, the guy was very smart and struggled to crawl to the back of the pickup truck immediately and hid behind the tires.

Bullshit, Jack cursed in his mind. Although he was using a machine sight, he really couldn't blame him for his poor marksmanship. The first shot was scattered. This gun looked new, but it also had the problems of the domestic 88 sniper in its previous life.

The other short man holding a rifle beside the car did not fight back immediately. Instead, when his companion was shot, he quickly hid behind the engine of the car without daring to show his head.

At the same time, Hannah's FK7.5 also fired, and it fired continuously. The low and powerful gunfire was completely different from the clanking sound of the Glock. The first shot knocked over an enemy with half of his body exposed. The ground, followed by several shots instantly left several big holes in his body.

At this distance, the terrifying power of the 7.5MM bullet was fully revealed. The guy only let out half a scream and then stopped suddenly and became silent.

The people at the bottom of the mountain suddenly became panicked. They had been fighting for a long time, and it was clear that there was only a Glock on the other side fighting back, but suddenly there was no sound, and they thought it was out of bullets.

As a result, within a few minutes, not only was there an extra rifle, but the Glock also turned into a gun that I had never heard before, and it sounded particularly violent.

While Hannah killed one person, Jack did not stop. He aimed at the two wheels on the right side of the pickup truck facing him and pulled the trigger continuously. It was okay. This time, all four bullets landed where he expected, two of them. The tire suddenly went flat.

Since everyone is here, no one can escape.

Now that the offensive and defensive situation has changed, the FK7.5 in Hannah's hand beat the two nearby enemies so hard that they couldn't even lift their heads. Seeing that the guy in the front of the pickup truck hadn't moved yet, Jack looked around with his peripheral vision and picked up a piece from the ground. The stone as big as an egg flew forward violently.

The AR-15 in his hand did not have extra magazines. Jack did not dare to waste too many bullets, so he kept his body as low as possible, silently counting Hannah's gunshots in his heart. When she shouted "reload", he threw himself on the ground. Behind a rock that can be used as a shelter.

I don’t know what the world record for the 100-meter run is, but in less than ten seconds just now, Jack bent down and jumped nearly 80 meters. At this time, he was already within a short distance of the two enemies nearby. It's 20 meters.

After appraising the distance and direction in his mind, Jack, who was leaning behind the rock, threw the rock in his hand backwards with all his strength and shouted at the same time: "There's a fire in the cave!!!"

Hearing a sudden shout and the sound of nearby rocks falling to the ground, the two guys were so frightened that they turned around and ran away. In the next second, Jack ducked out from behind the rock and said, "Bang, bang!" Two shots, one He was shot in the head, shot in the back, and fell to the ground.

He walked up to the one who was shot in the back with an expressionless face, and shot him with another "bang" shot.

"Come out on your own or do you want me to help you?"

Jack stood in front of the pickup truck and shouted to the two men hiding on the other side.