From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 759 Painful Kill

   Qiaojia led the team to board the car again, and drove to the location of the 'Sharp Knife Squad'.

  The distance between the two places is about fifteen kilometers. When Qiaojia and the others arrived, they found that the 'Jazz Squad' had arrived earlier than them.

  The two sides converged on a street, next to several police cars that dared not enter the riot zone.

  The fully armed Jazz squad with the work badge of the Department of Homeland Security made the police look forward to it.

  A group of old American policemen, counting on a team of Russian signal flags to save their community, that feeling is very bizarre.

   When Qiaojia pushed the door to get out of the car, a middle-aged policeman who seemed to have a high position wanted to lean over to check.

   As a result, the moment he saw the huge Ayu, the man's hand that was originally stretched out towards Boss Joe, touched his head in a 'natural' way...

   Then he turned around and shouted at the other policemen: "Continue to call for support and ask them to block the surrounding streets so that the riots cannot continue to spread."

  Joga didn't realize what happened. He glanced at the policemen curiously, and then took out two boxes of magazines from the trunk...

   Putting the magazine on the engine of the commercial vehicle, Choga waved to the members of the jazz team and said: "The riot will drive many people crazy, and it is unreasonable for these gangsters to get excited.

  If I kill them all, I won’t be able to handle them. This is a bullet of formic toxin. The rifle bullet has an effective range of 100 meters, and the pistol bullet has an effective range of 40 meters.

  As long as they don't hit the vitals at close range, they basically can't kill people, but it can make these black buddies lose their ability to move. "

  'Crow' picked up a 5.45 rifle bullet with a translucent warhead, he frowned slightly and said, "How long does it take to take effect?"

   Qiaojia spread his hands and said: "According to my experience, the effect is basically instantaneous. Being hit by it is like being poked by a red-hot soldering iron, and the pain will be magnified instantly.

  It’s almost like taking a hard hit to the liver, only its effect lasts longer. "

  Speaking, Qiao Jia said with a smile: "According to my judgment of Laomei and his gang of black buddies, a little pain can defeat them.

   Gangsters born in places where you can eat without working and just receive relief. To be honest, the upper limit is very low.

  Trust me, it will be a lot of fun to kill with this thing..."

  'Crow' listened, grinning and said: "I understand, scare them!"

   Qiaojia felt that the 'crow' might have misunderstood what he meant. He simply didn't want to be blamed for the massacre, so he chose to change the ammunition. After all, most of the little blacks here have no grievances against him.

  However, the meaning of 'crow' is not much different.

  There is nothing more deterrent than screaming!

  You are a tough guy, you have to lie on the ground and howl a few times in the face of the bullet formoxin.

  'Crow' decisively called on the members of the jazz team to change their outfits. Each person had 6 magazines, of which 4 were poisonous bullets, 2 were live ammunition, and 3 were pistol magazines, all of which were live ammunition.

  Then the Russians dropped the grenades and put stun bombs and gas on them.

  Joga is not as conservative as the members of the Jagare team. He trusts the bullets he makes, and the only live ammunition he has is the super Jagare 1+2 magazine.

   If you need to shoot toxin bullets with a pistol, the M9 on Boss Joe's back waist has a larger ammunition capacity.

  Dorian gave up the MP7 and picked up the G36C again to keep the same caliber as the boss's rifle. The rest of Team A chose the same HK416 as the boss except Ayu who continued to use the Minimi.

  But they also chose the same ratio as the Jazz team in the choice of ammunition.

   These guys are different from Boss Joe. In their eyes, pistols are the last line of defense, and they cannot use ammunition they are not familiar with no matter what.

Dorian marked the magazine with red tape, inserted it into the pocket of the tactical vest, then filled the grenade launcher with 6 rounds of smoke grenades, and hung a pouch full of smoke grenades by the way. On the body, said: "Boss, we are ready..."

   Qiaojia quickly checked the equipment on his body, pulled the pull handle to load the HK416, and then glanced at the handsome 'Crow' who loaded the AK109 with his backhand. He said with a smile: "Let's go..."

'Crow' took off the night vision device on his head and put it in his bag, turned on the thermal fusion holographic sight on the gun, and after trying it out, he said: "These **** don't know how to fight. .”

Boss Joe liked the snappy style of 'The Crow' so much, he turned around and patted Ayu on the shoulder, consciously placed himself within the cover of Ayou's shield, and then yelled at Dorian: " Elephants, smoke bombs, let's go..."

  Dorian grinned with a 'hehe' smile, picked up the grenade gun and fired six smoke bombs towards the street in the distance.

  As the smoke rose, everyone opened up a distance and broke into the smoky streetlight area under the cover of darkness.

  A few **** walking around with guns knew someone was coming, but they didn't know who it was.

   As they searched for a way out in the smoke, several bullets found them.

A skinny black man with a big gold chain hanging around his neck, whose jeans seemed to fall off at any time, howled and jumped in the smoke, and then curled up in mid-air, curled up in a ball and hit the ground, screaming Howling to the extreme.

   Several people around this unlucky black buddy were taken aback. When they were about to turn around and run away, several bullets hit their bodies.

   When they are actually hit by a bullet, the 'pain' will not come up until a few seconds or even ten seconds later, but when they are hit by a toxin bullet, the pain hits their nerves almost instantly like a huge wave.

  The medical system in the United States pays attention to "humanistic care". It is almost a habit to take some painkillers no matter where the body hurts.

  These **** have little tolerance for pain compared to their Afika fellows.

   Suddenly there was a burst of howling ghosts and howling wolves on the smoky street, making the residential buildings on both sides a little quieter.

The black buddy with a big gold chain saw a dozen black figures rushing into the smoke with their guns raised. At this time, he was still able to move a little. The first thing he thought of was not holding a gun, but waving his hands and calling for help loudly. …

   "I need to see a doctor, FUCK, I peed my pants..."

Dorian and Spurs quickly approached to check, kicked off the weapons on these black buddies, and then shot each of their thighs with the wailing sound of the big gold chain, making their "multi-sing" It was much more expensive, and at the same time paralyzed their ability to act.

  These are all armed with guns. According to P·B's previous strike standards, these "dangerous people" with guns should be dead now.

  This is to completely eliminate future troubles...

  'Crow' was not satisfied with this, he called the jazz team to collect the weapons on the ground, and threw the magazine into the sewer after the bullets were separated.

   While everyone was busy screaming, Dorian raised his grenade gun again and fired six smoke bombs at a small square surrounded by three residential buildings.

  When the smoke rose to cover the area, a large number of howling and crazy black buddies began to run around in panic.

  Joga patted Ayou on the shoulder, and everyone raised their guns and started shooting indiscriminately.

  Whoever you are, if you run out and wander around at this time, you will be shot. You can't die. The toxin of the bullet ant has a good effect on rheumatism.

  Ayou didn't even shoot. She held up her shield and moved forward while covering her boss, allowing him to smoothly turn a few yelling black buddies into 'howling angels'.

  When more than a dozen black people were screaming at the same time, the gang members in the residential building who were shooting at each other tens of meters away were quiet for a while, and then became at a loss.

  They did not dare to shoot indiscriminately at the small square like the terrorists, after all, there are their own people there.

   Just when a few courageous gang bosses asked the younger brothers to go down to check and turned around to sneak away, Qiaojia and the others entered the residential building where the Cerberus and the others were located.

  This kind of old residential buildings were all rebuilt from old buildings in the 1980s. The structure inside has been remodeled many times, and the space has been used as much as possible. The result is that the corridors are crowded and there are many rooms.

  Joga and the others encountered obstacles the first time they entered...

   A couple of frenzied fat black women, not afraid of them at all, rushed out and blocked the aisle, spitting and greeting Boss Joe's ass...

  Seeing a black woman with the strongest combat power baring her teeth and claws and trying to rush forward to fight, Choga decisively pulled the trigger and hit the thigh of this powerful elder sister, and then...

"ah…"

  A high-pitched scream resounded through the entire first floor. Not far away, a few black buddies who were huddled in the house and poked their heads, retreated decisively, and then closed the door heavily.

   What surprised Qiaojia was that he thought he could scare off the rest of the women with his shooting and the screams of the women. As a result, the other women turned around and ran away yelling as if their tails had been stepped on...

   "The police killed..."

  Choga laughed angrily, drew his gun and fired a shot at the ceiling, and then shouted loudly: "Yes, we are the police, run away, we are **** scary!"

  But what Choga didn't expect was that the blacks living in the same community were more united than he thought.

  As the women shouted, someone appeared on the first floor, holding all kinds of messy weapons.

   At this time, Qiaojia finally understood what the "complicated situation" was?

  This **** is a hornet's nest...

   These gangsters have taken the logic of "the law does not blame the public" to the extreme, and as long as the mind is hot, it is easy to do radical things.

  They wouldn’t dare to do that in broad daylight when they’re facing the police, but the neighborhood gives them a sense of security, and the chaos makes their brains go crazy.

   Qiaojia watched a dozen people rushing over aggressively surrounded by a leader. The doors of the rooms on both sides were opened, and some people stuck out their mobile phones to take pictures...

  Joga was not sure whether these people had guns, let alone whether there were any terrorists among them, so...

   "Turn them down..."

   "Boom, boom, boom..."

"ah…"

"ah…"

"Mother…"

  (end of this chapter)