The Life of a Gangster That Started In a Gun Shop

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Plaka curled up tightly, letting the bullets hit the iron sheet of his post...

"Don't lie down here like a turtle, pick up your gun and fight back!"

Hearing Jackson's voice, Plaka instinctively grabbed the gun. Just as I was about to look up, I was suddenly scared again...

He just wanted to make some money and didn't want to die. But if he was timid, would Jackson shoot himself afterward?

Unbeknownst to Plaka, he quietly stuck his head inward to the guard booth, ready to see if Jackson had noticed him. It turned out that Jackson was wearing a strange thing on his head, holding a gun similar to theirs, but with more tactical accessories, firing back.

Seeing that Jackson didn't notice himself for a while, Plaka went back to the front. Plaka raised his head quietly as Jackson and the other teammates drew a lot of enemy fire.

One shot, two shots, three shots... hit!

No wonder Jackson is the captain, his gun is so accurate!

Plaka looked at this scene in surprise, and heard that the closest gunshot to his post was less than five shots, and someone on the other side fell to the ground.

Plaka was a lot more courageous for a while...

This seems to be a good opportunity to fish in troubled waters! I heard that there is a thousand dollar reward for killing an enemy in battle!

A thousand dollars! It's almost topping his year's salary!

As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under the reward. Under the temptation of a thousand dollars, Plaka dared to stick the gun out of the window and fired the first shot of his career as a PMC employee...

On the other hand, Jackson, who had no idea that his actions had inspired a timid rookie to shoot the first shot in his life, quickly closed the gun and ran to the next position after confirming that he had knocked down one person.

Never stay in the same spot forever!

That's what Jackson's instructor told him when he was recruiting in the 4th Infantry Regiment. He kept it in mind, as for the rest of the employees...

Sorry, not only Ye Qing, but even Jackson regarded them as cannon fodder or tool people.

They stay on the front to attract fire on it!

Wearing a night vision goggle is like opening a full picture! In this dark light, the moon is dark and the wind is high, the two men and horses are passionately and blindly shooting at each other. Only themselves can achieve precise strikes.

In particular, his HK416 is also equipped with an infrared laser pointer.

This invisible light can only be seen with night vision goggles.

While lamenting the arrogance of the new boss, Jackson happily ran to his new battle position, opened fire quietly, and ended...

Gradually, Dick also realized that something was wrong.

The two sides fought passionately for a long time, but without a sound, their little brother had lost six or seven...

In Africa, where shooting relies on force, and hits depend on faith, the exchange of fire took less than ten minutes, and six or seven of them had already hung up on their side. This battle damage was obviously wrong!

Think of the guy in F2 camouflage I saw during the day....

"Not good! Quickly retreat! Run into the ravine!"

Hearing the boss's shout, the people on Dick's side quickly smeared oil on the soles of their feet. It is undoubtedly a frightening thing for my brother to be silent when he is beating...

Seeing that the incoming enemy was repelled, Jackson had no idea of ​​chasing.

The security mission is destined to be the defender. As long as mine equipment is not damaged and workers are not harmed, their mission is successful.

Back in the mining area, Jackson inspected the mining area together with Boss Hu. Except for a few bullets that hit the walls of the warehouse at the edge of the mining area, no one was injured.

Since people are fine, it's not a big deal.

The awakened workers, as well as Jackson, returned to their dormitories and resumed sleep...

The next day, Jackson didn't feel well. While cursing about last night's **** rats, Jackson made himself a cup of coffee to refresh himself.

The weather was calm throughout the day, which made Jackson a little odd.

Did that group of people give up last night?

At night, Jackson, who had just fallen asleep, heard the gunshot again. Subconsciously rolling and dodging under the bed, Jackson smiled self-deprecatingly.

Then pick up the gun and fight...

This group of people tonight was far away, just blindly shooting at the mining area. This discovery allowed Jackson to basically determine their identities. This group of people is the group of bed bugs from yesterday!

Qi returned to Qi, because this group of people wisely hung in the distance, so that Jackson only got two victories tonight, and this group of people dispersed.

The damage in the mining area tonight was smaller than yesterday, and there was not even a bullet to embed into the walls of the warehouse. As usual, Jackson and Boss Hu inspected the mining area.

Third night, fourth night...

With dark circles under his eyes, Jackson couldn't take it anymore, especially after seeing Boss Hu accompanying him every night to check with him, his face became more and more impatient, even displeased.

Jackson has a rough idea of ​​what the bugs are thinking...

It's just a rascal, I can't kill you, but I can disgust you. As long as it disgusts you so much that you can't stand it, you still have to send the money obediently...

Public hatred and personal hatred were mixed together, and Jackson went wild.

"Everyone, get in the car! I have to kill this group of scumbags today!"

While swearing at the employees to get into the car and prepare to chase, Jackson ran to the guard box and took out two large patrol flashlights.

Angry is angry, but the more angry you are, the more calm you need to be...

This is also what the former instructor taught Jackson~www.wuxiaspot.com~ These people dare to provoke and harass so unscrupulously, relying on the fact that they are more familiar with the terrain. Blind pursuit is easy to give the opponent an opportunity, but with the big flashlight and Lao Maozi's grenade launcher, this is different!

"Plaka, Papali. Bring me all the grenades into the car! Portu, you go to Boss Hu... Forget it, I'll go by myself!"

After giving the order, Jackson ran to Boss Hu's office to borrow a roll of tape. Then two large flashlights were tied under the barrels of the two automatic grenade launchers.

After the modification is completed, start the pursuit!

Hearing the roar of the engine behind him, instead of fear, Dick's face was slightly happy.

It's right to chase, I'm afraid you won't chase!

While running towards the ravine that had been planned, Dick arranged for his younger brothers to ambush behind the preset ravine and lift, preparing to attack back and forth to block the two pickups in the middle of the ravine.

Thinking of this seamless set of tactics, Dick couldn't help but smile. What about big companies? Here, only what my **** says counts!

But soon, Dick stopped laughing...

It wasn't until this time that he really realized the difference between a wanderer and a PMC company on track...

In the pickup, Jackson took the walkie-talkie and directed the employees in the rear body. Whenever you see a place where people might be hiding, give it a shot!

The automatic grenade launcher is actually no different from a heavy machine gun with a thicker barrel in appearance, and the difficulty of operation is negligible. And the rate of fire of this thing is much faster than the average howitzer!

The car kept rushing forward, and the sound of explosions on both sides was endless...

Called all the way sparks with lightning...