The Wolf of Los Angeles

The loud noise from the explosion spread throughout half of Kovina.

The fireballs and smoke rose into the air, attracting the attention of everyone in Citrus Square. The bearded man wearing a hard helmet pressed the earplugs and looked towards the edge of the square, wanting to see what was happening there.

The diffuse dust blocked the view, and I couldn't see clearly at this moment.

The bearded man asked via radio: "What's going on now!"

On the scaffolding set up nearby, a man wearing a sun hat was observing and replied truthfully: "It's not clear yet!"

The bearded man made the worst plan: "Prepare to take action, listen to my order and then take the gun. Without my order, no one can move!"

The glasses, bald and tattooed men next to them were approaching the tool kit and material bag.

Most of the other workers around lived in the United States for a period of time. When they saw such a violent explosion, they had already fled in all directions and quickly left.

Run as far as you can.

In the dust and smoke, Hawke found that the white sedan had been blown to pieces, and the black Mercedes-Benz suffered some injuries, but it did not deform much overall.

He rushed over a few steps, pulled open the driver's door, and shouted, "Savior!"

Edward was gasping for breath and said, "Boss, I'm fine, I'm fine."

He rolled his lips and showed two lines of big white teeth. He didn't forget to remind Hawk: "What's wrong with the explosion of that car, something is wrong..."

Hawke said, "Don't move first, the ambulance will arrive soon."

Edward gasped and said, "I hit it, hit it, and was pushed by the airbag..."

Behind, Brian's shout came.

Hawke looked back and saw Brian shaking with his cell phone. He probably had finished calling the police.

The explosion of smoke began to dissipate, and the sun seemed to fall again, and the dark sky was also returning to brightness.

Seeing that Edward was fine, Hawke felt relieved: "Stay a little."

He closed the car door, looked around with caution, took out the radio headphones and Mike, the former wearing it on his ears and the latter stuck on his collar, and called, "Roul, are you there?"

A Ford was parked not far from Mercedes-Benz, and Raul was observing the surroundings vigilantly, and replied: "No discovery yet."

At this time, he realized that most of the people in the square had fled, but there were a few workers who did not, so he couldn't help but set his sights on the other side.

A Cherokee gradually approached and stopped on the other side of the road.

Guti and Morientes in the car were also on alert.

Hawke came to the back of the Mercedes-Benz and opened the trunk, which contained a gun bag with a long gun.

As long as there are enemies, he can immediately rely on this bulletproof Mercedes-Benz and fight back with a gun.

But he doesn't dare to get in the car now, and another bomb comes, and Mercedes-Benz is a living coffin.

Hawke could not throw Edward away and could only hide near Mercedes-Benz.

On the hand-scoop in the square, the sun hat stared at the smoke and dust dissipated, saw the burning car wreckage, the black Mercedes-Benz sedan, and several cars and several people on the road.

One of them, his body was huddled beside the Mercedes-Benz, and it was clearly the goal.

The sun hat immediately said to the radio, "Boss, the man is still alive, next to the black Mercedes-Benz."

The bearded man ordered without hesitation: "Kill him!"

Including him, these people opened tool kits or packaging bags and took out long weapons including AR and AK.

The sun hat was the fastest, he pulled open the tool kit he was carrying, took out an AUG rifle with a scope, and half-kneeled on his hand and scaffold.

On this side of the road, Raul has been paying attention to these people in the square.

The bearded man and the others moved and were discovered by Raul.

Raul immediately shouted, "Enemy attack! Five people are equipped with spears at twelve o'clock in the square!"

Almost as he shouted the first sentence, Hawke grabbed the gun bag and threw himself at the side of the wheel on the side of the Mercedes-Benz.

Explosion-proof and bullet-proof car is currently the best bunker.

Bang bang bang—

The gunshot suddenly rang out, and the bullet hit the place where Hawke had settled before, and there were seven or eight small holes on the asphalt road that had just been paved.

Hawke quickly pulled out his gun and shouted, "Let's go down! Leave down!"

He was reminding Edward and Brian.

Edward hid in the bulletproof car and shrank into a ball.

Although Brian was not good at using guns, he had relatives who were good at using guns and had also received gun protection training. He immediately fell to the ground and rolled under the steps between the square and the sidewalk.

Raul got off the car from the side away from the square and hid in the engine position with an AR in his arms.

On the other side of the road, Guti and Morientes, who had come down from Cherokee, rushed into the second-floor shop on the side of the road with a long spear, taking the initiative to seize the commanding heights.

The three people found by Campos have no idea about their combat literacy.

Bang bang bang—

The gunshots kept ringing, and dense bullets hit the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz, and Hawke could feel the car body shaking constantly.

He ARRY raised his gun, aimed at the top of the front, and pulled the trigger in a standard soul shooting posture.

Dadadada—

A string of bullets flew out, and the gunshots on the opposite side suddenly stopped.

On the second floor of the shop on the other side of the road, Morientes relied on the brick and stone guardrails and took advantage of the moment when Hawke's shooting made the other party worry, he aimed at the other party's sniper.

His gun was as silent as his man. The muzzle of the flame suppressor was installed, and two muffled sounds were made.

On the square hand and scaffolding, the sun hat fell and hit the ground, with blood flowing out from the head and torso.

Also on the second floor of the shop, far away from Morientes, Guti's shooting style was completely different. The wind blew his long dyed golden hair. He held an AR-15 equipped with a musket stock and faced the square. Side suppression point shot.

Behind the front of Mondeo's car below, Raul also raised his gun. No matter how hard he couldn't hit it, he would suppress the opponent first.

He pulled the trigger and looked at the square with a mess of guns.

In this chaotic situation, suppression is much more important than precise shooting.

At the same time, Edward, who had recovered from the Mercedes-Benz, took out the Glock pistol from his clothes, tried to lower the window, aimed the muzzle outside, and pulled the trigger.

For a moment, gunfire sounded like a battlefield.

Hawke made an empty magazine and used the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz to replace the magazine while changing it.

He raised his gun and happened to see a reflective safety helmet.

This is no different from a fixed target. Hawke immediately pulled the trigger and shot a short shot. He didn't even see if he hit it, so he quickly retracted back to his body.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Sure enough, gunfire sounded from the other side, and bullets hit the Mercedes-Benz again.

In the square, a tattooed man lying behind a flower bed was thrown at his feet, and the person fell on the flower bed, and there was no movement.

The bearded man found out that something was wrong, and he exchanged fire for a short time, so it would be fine if he didn't kill the target, but he also lost two people.

The target person brings a bodyguard, and the bodyguard is still an elite player.

The bearded man made a quick decision: "Retreat! Cross cover, retreat!"

He changed into a new magazine and fired violently at the Mercedes-Benz position ahead.

The glasses and bald head had no mother-in-law, and she didn't care about her dead companions, and immediately retreated under the cover of a bearded man.

At the stairs on the edge of the square, Brian lay on the ground, listening to bullets flying around the top of his head, wanting to speak but not knowing what to say, thinking about how to speak.

Suddenly, Hawke's voice came from behind the Mercedes-Benz: "Lying safely, don't move or talk!"

The **** was like a bug in his belly, and seemed to know what Brian was thinking.

"If you dare to speak, I will shoot you first!" Hawke felt a little relieved after shouting this sentence.

He clearly remembered that just less than ten minutes ago, Brian Crow said that it was impossible to have a street fight in Kovinna.

What's the result? Not only did the bullets fly all over the sky, but the enemy who emerged from somewhere even used car bombs!

Brian didn't shut up because of Hawk's words.

He knew this guy Hawk and had no say to his friends.

Just now, the car bombs hit him, and he didn't forget to pull himself away.

Brian had an idea and shouted loudly: "I'm not calling 911, but the FBI's call, saying that I encountered a terrorist attack, and the FBI's helicopter arrived soon!"

This was heard in the square and fell into the ears of the bearded man.

The opponents are no less than them, the guns are no less than them, and the ability is no worse than them.

The bearded man cursed the person who provided information and urged him again: "Go! Go quickly! Cross cover and retreat!"

The bald man stopped at this time, turned around and shot backward, and called the place where he had just opened fire.

The real battle is completely different from the way it is expressed in Hollywood movies.

It is difficult to find an opportunity to shoot accurately.

If you aim at others, it also means you are targeted by others.

The soul shooting of African old blacks is the norm for these mercenaries to fight.

Morientes has already changed his location on the second floor of the shop opposite the road.

He held his breath and calmly, regardless of the bullets flying from nearby, and held the rifle to hook the trigger.

Two bangs and gunshots.

The running glasses fell head-on.

"ah-"

The bald man saw another companion fall down, worried about the bearded man, so he turned his gun and shot repeatedly at the place where the gunshots came.

After Morientes fired the gun, he immediately changed his position.

Hawke took the opportunity to reveal his muzzle and shot it quickly and briefly, and his bald head fell down.

In this five-versus six-shot shootout, the latter played an absolute advantage.

Although Edward was holding a Glock small cannon, Brian only shouted for a while, but it also played a role.

Hawke knew enough about guns. He had judged the gunshot before and guessed that at most five people were there.

Now four have fallen down, and the last one is left. He said to the radio: "It is better to leave one living if you can keep it."

The sudden attack today would have been unpredictable if Edward had not killed his life to crash the car.

Hawke must figure out where the attack comes from, even if there are already speculations.

On the second floor of the shop, Morientes was condescending, and the muzzle locked the running bearded man.

He pulled the trigger several times in a row, but because he wanted to keep a living hole, he didn't hit the bullet.

Guti and Raul's shooting skills were not as good as Morientes. Apart from the deterrent shooting, they did not point the gun at the bearded man at all.

Hawke picked up the AR, and the feeling brought by the long-term gun practice made him pull the trigger when he felt the best. (End of this chapter)