Start With Lifting The Restrictions

Start With Lifting The Restrictions Chapter 92

2021-10-26

Chapter 92 Flyby

The explosion resounded instantly.

The yellow-orange-orange bullet chain was beating, and the large-caliber formidable power bullets of up to six or seven thousand rounds per minute formed a metal storm almost instantly.

As soon as Chen Guibin was pounced on by the black man, he felt a blazing flame above his head as if sprayed in the past.

Yang Chu's reaction was even quicker. Almost as soon as the opponent pulled the trigger, he fired three shots in the backhand, but only two of the three shots had bullets, the hovering helicopter, and his The bullet of the security guard's small pistol was too light, and it fluttered in the air. One shot hit the hatch, and another shot wiped Xiong Ju's face.

Yang Chu threw the pistol, grabbed the horizontal knife, and jumped out at the fastest speed

The metal storm formed by this bullet flow is more powerful than ordinary light machine guns Much more, especially when the trigger is pulled, hardly giving anyone any breathing room.

Even if he was facing such a stream of bullets, he could only retreat, hiding behind the support columns on the edge of the platform to avoid the violent metal storm.

But among the many attacking team members at the entrance of the stairs, some people didn't have time to escape. At the moment when the bullets poured down, several people's bodies were swept by the bullets, and almost immediately became several pieces, bloody. Fly, rotten.

"Go downstairs, go downstairs quickly!"

Lu Mingzhe rolled back to the bottom of the stairs, shouting loudly at the other police officers.

"Dodge, find cover!"

Li Ying and Lin Xinzhong reacted quickly, pulling a few people around, jumping up, moved towards the entrance of the stairs and fluttered past.

At this time, no one cares about other things. If you slow down a little bit, you may be directly torn apart. Even if you are hit by a bullet in any part of the body, it is basically either death or disability.

Not to mention raising a gun to fight back, there is no such gap at all, and it may be torn to shreds by the metal storm formed by the bullet flow just after raising the gun.

However, at this moment——

The metal storm formed by the bullet stream suddenly became erratic. Start to sway randomly to the top platform and surrounding buildings and high altitude.

"Captain, this helicopter can't support it anymore."

In the helicopter, the siren of wu wu wu sounded. Head moved towards Xiong Ju loudly shouted who was venting frantically.

The fuselage of the helicopter has been tilted and shaken, and the suspension is completely unstable.

But Xiong Ju, the Captain of the 701 unit, who had already killed her madness, couldn't even care about the bloodstains on her face that had been scratched by bullets.

During the pouring of a metal storm of bullets, the whole helicopter shook uncontrollably, and the pilot had to desperately control the plane and fly around the platform on the top of the tower.

This is also because this member of the 701 troop has excellent driving skills and is proficient in various vehicles. Before entering the 701 troop, he even participated in the selection of aviation flight, otherwise the six-pipe Gatling will only fire once , The huge recoil is enough to make the helicopter spin, unable to levitate and possibly crash.

On the top floor platform, in just over twenty seconds, all kinds of flying bullets and ejected shrapnel caused eight or nine people in the police attack team and the serious crime team to be injured. , and another five people died directly on the spot.

The robber called "Abang" was torn to pieces the moment the bullets poured down.

"hmph, capitalism's products are bad."

Standing in the shaking helicopter, Captain Xiong Ju of Unit 701 let go of Gatling's trigger bitterly , holding the hatch with one hand, looking at the unfinished ammunition chain, he said with dissatisfaction, "If there is a Mi-28, this bullet will not be enough for me to shoot for a minute."

"Captain, this fuselage is too light. If you use heavy weapons again, I can't control it." said a word.

He controlled the helicopter and flew around the platform twice, struggling to stabilize the shaking trend. Xiong Ju grabbed another AK47 from the cabin and continued to shoot at the top platform.

This police helicopter can't bear the output of Gatling, Xiong Ju is actually clear, but this is also his helpless choice here on Hong Kong Island.

The helicopters that can be grabbed only use this type of police. If you want heavy armed helicopters, unless you enter the British army stationed in Hong Kong, don't even think about it.

It's just that Xiong Ju has a Chinese appearance, but since he was a child, his madness is similar to Maozi's. Since he has to deal with the black man Xu Xi, he naturally brings all kinds of heavy weapons first. I couldn't hold it any longer, so I switched to other weapons.

However, as soon as the weapon was changed, the top platform of the tower immediately lost its previous pressure.

The gap between the Gatling machine gun of heavy weapons and the AK47 of light weapons is not a little bit.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Xu Xi had climbed up at some point, and a CD streaked across a cold light and flew out immediately.

It's just that Xiong Ju knew Xu Xi very well, and she avoided it the moment the CD flew over.

There is a metal cabin covering most of his body, Xu Xi's Frisbee, and even ordinary firearms and bullets can't cause damage to Xiong Ju, on the contrary, the AK47 in his hand can shoot frantically at the bottom.

Xu Xi moved before the bullets fell, ran quickly, and dodged behind a support column closest to the helicopter.

The bullets hit the pillars and the dust was flying.

"Lend some strength!"

At this moment, Xu Xi suddenly heard a voice from the front.

Yang Chu had come out from behind the support column at some point, along the fence on the edge of the platform, the left picture flashed to the right, and quickly ran towards him.

Xu Xi looked at Yang Chu, then glanced sideways at the helicopter in the sky, and understood.

He suddenly dipped, his feet slipped, his hands quickly moved towards Xiong Ju's position, and he threw two discs, followed by lying on the ground on the edge of the fence, his feet bent, and then, fiercely moved towards Xiong Ju. A kick above.

Yang Chu just flew over at this moment, his feet just stepped on Xu Xi's kicked feet, the two of them joined forces, and with a sudden bounce, Yang Chu's figure flew up instantly.

In the helicopter cabin, Xiong Ju dodged Xu Xi's two CDs again, but when he turned around, he saw a dark shadow. Has flown from the top platform to the front.

Yang Chu swung his knife in the air, a cold light flew, and the knife pierced Xiong Ju's neck, and followed him into the helicopter.

“Captain!”

The 701 team members who drove the helicopter immediately turned around and pulled out their pistols, moved towards Yang Chu and shot.

Yang Chu grabbed the hilt of the horizontal knife and slashed out with his backhand, slashing the driver's wrist holding the gun. Yang Chu stabbed. The entire helicopter lost control and swayed in an instant.

Yang Chu glanced back, followed with a backhand knife and pierced the opponent's neck, stepped on the edge of the cabin with both feet, and suddenly jumped down, the person was like a bird in the air, crossing the drop distance of eight or nine meters. , grabbed his left hand forward, and Xu Xi, who had already stood up, stretched out his hand on the fence, grabbed Yang Chu's arm, and pulled it upwards. Yang Chu jumped onto the platform again.

Rumble——

The crashed helicopter whirled around until it reached the coast in front of the Central Plaza, and crashed down with a loud explosion, even if it was several hundred meters The towers of tall buildings are clearly audible.

"you two...you two..."

Being pressed to the ground in front of Xu Xi, Chen Guibin, who escaped the catastrophe, got up from the ground and looked at Yang Chu and Xu. With the cooperation of the two of them, Xi opened their mouths wide, almost not knowing what to say.

"Can we leave this time?"

Xu Xi asked Yang Chu again with a smile under the mask after watching Yang Chu land.

"Immediately."

Yang Chu replied, and took a few steps to Tao Hongsheng.

This Old Guy had an unusually big life. The violent bullet flow in front of him was actually blocked by the support column he was hiding.

"You, you, you..."

Tao Hongsheng looked at Yang Chu who was walking in front of him. The repeated shocks had already made him lose any hope. , almost entirely instinctive desire for survival.

Yang Chu was talking nonsense, grabbed the rope tied to Tao Hongsheng's body, followed it around the other's neck a few times, gently tied it, grabbed the other's collar with his backhand, and threw it down the stairs. .

In an instant, Tao Hongsheng grabbed the rope around his neck with both hands.

The rope tied around the neck was constantly rubbing and pulling with the support column above. At the other end of the rope, Tao Peizong, who had been tied outside, kept rising as Tao Hongsheng fell.

This prevented Tao Hongsheng from pulling his neck immediately, which directly led to his death.

It was not until they were almost balanced up and down that the two talents were about to collide, and the trend of Tao Hongsheng's whereabouts was stopped.

The rope around his neck was getting tighter and tighter, and it was getting harder and harder for him to breathe. His entire face was completely flushed with black and purple.

At the last moment of losing consciousness, Tao Hongsheng suddenly saw Tao Peizong who was hanging on the other side of the same rope.

Tao Peizong's eyes were wide open, his face was full of fear, and his body stopped moving.

It turned out that he had been frightened to death for some time.

And the two of them, father and son, were hung on the roof of the Central Building, the tallest building on Hong Kong Island.

"It's really dead."

Chen Guibin watched Tao Hongsheng being thrown downstairs, and he suddenly fell to the ground softly.

He was wearing black goggles for a while, and the expression on his face didn't know whether it was loss or relief.

Xu Xi reached out and lifted the paraglider in the corner again. Although the paraglider was overturned by the metal storm formed by the bullet flow, the umbrella surface was almost damaged.

"Goodbye!"

Xu Xi looked at Chen Guibin who was sitting on the ground and said, grabbed the paraglider and jumped over the fence on the edge of the platform.

Yang Chu caught up from the side, grabbed the other side of the paraglider pole, and they both jumped off.

Wait until the large number of cops in front of them, dodging the bullet-stream metal storm, return to the tower platform again.

Whew——

Lv Mingzhe, Li Ying, Lin Xinzhong and other police officers saw only a paraglider. After falling more than ten meters, they suddenly raised their heads, as if A petrel, moved towards Victoria Bay in the distance.

OK OK, this climax is finished

(end of this chapter)