Needless to say, SWAT's reputation is well-equipped and tactically sophisticated. Even if they do not form a team, their individual combat effectiveness is extremely good. They are the elite among the elite.
The weapons used are M1911 pistols, MP5 submachine guns, M4 assault rifles, Remington M870 tactical shotguns, Remington 700 PSS sniper rifles and other standard equipment. The firepower is powerful enough to suppress any gangster from the front.
Personal protective equipment is also extremely advanced, including combat uniforms, bulletproof vests, tactical vests, hoods, goggles, bulletproof helmets, etc., which are sufficient to deal with a series of emergencies.
Coupled with the micro intercom headset and the communication equipment command on the explosion-proof vehicle, there is almost no disadvantage.
When shooting at fixed targets, Russell can always hit the mark, but facing SWAT, the ace of the special police, he does not have much confidence.
The good news is that this SWAT is not fully mobilized, only three 5-man combat teams, and they are not from New York.
As for the team of snipers, Russell could not tell whether the opponent was hiding. Considering that the factory building had complex terrain, obstacles made of reinforced concrete everywhere, and there were no commanding heights nearby, it was unlikely that he would be sniped with the help of terrain cover.
Thanks to the subway police's remaining special operations memories, Russell carefully took the unconscious Smith and brought him and Quintana back to the previously hidden location.
It was impossible to expect Smith to wake up and kill everyone. Russell's forehand and backhand gave him a dozen big mouths. The latter's face was swollen into a pig's head and he was still sleeping soundly.
Under Quintana's angry eyes, Russell briefly checked the M9 and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute, there are heavily armed policemen outside. Are you ready to go out and die?"
Quintana realized Russell's plan and hurriedly took his arm. After all, she was her companion who supported him all the way. She didn't want Russell to lose his life.
"Sometimes giving up will lead to a comfortable death, but if you try hard, you might be able to get someone to support you. Including the baby, there are four of us in total, so it's not a loss to kill four enemies!"
Russell said half-jokingly, then turned around and walked away with his waist bent, leaving behind Quintana's eyes a figure with the door firmly closed behind him.
Quintana was shocked. She always thought Russell was a person who was greedy for life and death, because every time Smith went out to inquire for information, Russell stayed on the grounds of protecting her and the children.
At this moment, she admitted that she had made a mistake. In critical moments, Russell was not afraid at all and was a trustworthy companion.
In fact, Quintana was right. Russell was indeed a person who was afraid of death. The reason why he was so responsible was because there was nowhere to escape. After SWAT entered the factory, they never said "put down your weapons, surrender your guns and don't kill", not even a deceptive lie.
This means that the order received by SWAT is to kill everyone!
A rabbit would bite someone when it was anxious, let alone a living person. Since the other party decided not to leave alive, Russell had no other choice. He hid behind a dilapidated generator and silently opened the system interface.
There are 3 character cards, including Bolt, Temple Guard, and Swart; 3 skill cards, including 100% Hit, Death Coil, and Bullet Time; 3 item cards, 2 bruise potions, 3 blood-sucking bandages, and a carrot.
Ignoring the cards that cannot be used or are of little use, there are only 3 cards that Russell can use, Swart, One Shot, and Bullet Time.
Calm and calm, Russell concentrated his attention and tried to use his extraordinary perception, hoping that his quick reaction could solve the bad situation in front of him.
"System, use 'Skill Card: Always Hit'!"
[The host is equipped with 'Skill Card: 100% Hit', this card is a one-time skill card! 】
Russell secretly cursed that the garbage system would only cheat his father. Suddenly his heart palpitated, and he turned around and fired a shot to the side. Raising the gun, turning around, aiming, shooting, and squatting, the movements are smooth and seamless, as if they have been refined and integrated into the bones.
Bang!
The bullet directly hit a SWAT team member, the warhead hit the goggles and penetrated the brain. The unlucky guy only saw Russell's smooth movements. Before he could pull the trigger, he died and fell to the ground lifeless.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...
The roaring rain of bullets hit, and the powerful firepower instantly suppressed Russell and was unable to raise his head. He only had an M9, and he was really powerless against the well-equipped SWAT elite.
After using the skill with perfect accuracy, Russell did not dare to delay, lest the enemy fire a high-energy flash bomb at his location. The powerful flash bomb with shocking effect is an essential weapon for special operations. It only takes one shot to make him lose his combat effectiveness.
After looking around the generator, the dust on the ground was thick and there was nothing there. Russell raised his eyebrows and took off his shoes.
As for SWAT, after losing an unlucky team member, one team was responsible for suppressing fire, while the rest began to outflank from all sides, approaching the generator position.
"Fire in the hole!"
At this moment, Russell shouted, a dark shadow was thrown, and the SWAT team members fell to the ground subconsciously. They regretted it the moment they threw it down. It was not a grenade at all, just a shoe.
"Fire, you are allowed to fire freely!!" The team leader who jumped on his horse immediately became angry and ordered to maintain the tactical formation, and anyone can fire freely.
With a little cleverness, Russell ran out of the SWAT circle and tried to lure the group away, hoping to keep them away from the house where Smith was hiding.
Unfortunately, the squad leaders are not fools. They are experienced and would rather expand the encirclement than let themselves fall into the trap of being attacked from both sides. They didn't know that Smith was in a coma and that Russell was the only one with fighting power, so they were very cautious.
This gave Russell more time to breathe. He leaned against a dusty load-bearing wall with his heart beating wildly. He could not calm down while adjusting his breathing. Even the hand holding the gun was soaked with sweat.
Russell took a deep breath, opened the system interface again, and looked at the 'Skill Card: Bullet Time'. You don't need to think about it to know that it is a one-time skill, but you don't know whether the bullet time is calculated by time or whether it can only shoot one bullet.
Russell hesitated, suddenly thinking of the last available character card, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.
He has a plan...
"System, equip 'Character Card: Swart', cover character skin!"
[The host equipment 'Character Card: Swart' is confirmed to cover the character skin. The countdown is 180 seconds and the timer starts. 】
Almost instantly, Russell's physical appearance changed drastically, his figure became taller, and he also put on a SWAT-style combat uniform that was enough to confuse a fisherman, complete with goggles and a helmet.
If there is any difference, Russell does not have a weapon in his hand, he still only has an M9.
Russell frowned: "Unfortunately, I only have 180 seconds. What makes me..."
Just as he was talking, Russell suddenly froze and glanced at his gun-holding arm. He was stunned for ten seconds, and then he laughed strangely: "MD, hang up!"
The plan to break into the enemy's interior was cancelled, and he was ready to become a super god!
At this time, a commando holding an M4A1 first discovered the load-bearing wall where Russell was hiding. He made a tactical gesture, and under the cover of his teammates, he rolled over and appeared from behind Russell.
The commando pointed his gun at Russell. When he saw his own equipment, he hurriedly raised the muzzle of the gun and cursed: "What are you doing? Why don't you maintain formation?"
Russell turned around, raised his M9, and prepared to shoot.
clatter! clatter! clatter! clatter! clatter……
Russell was hit by a hail of bullets, and the kinetic energy of the bullets carried him out. He lay on the wall and his limbs were shaking wildly.
Two seconds later, the commando became furious, looked at Russell who remained nailed to the wall, and whispered: "The target has been killed! Note, the enemy is wearing the same combat uniform as us! Repeat, the enemy is wearing the same combat uniform as us! Battle uniform!"
"Attention, all squads, change the tactical formation, advance in squad mode, search for other targets, and kill them on the spot once found!"
Listening to the orders coming from the tiny earphones, the commando responded, turned around and left to move closer to his teammates. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something. There was no blood from the shot body. There were only bullet holes on the walls and floor without a drop of blood.
The commando wondered why the body armor was so powerful that it actually blocked the rifle fire at close range, but he didn't take it seriously. At such a close distance, all the bones in Russell's body must have been broken.
At this time, a pair of big hands clamped the commando's neck from behind.
Click!
Russell put down the commando's body, put the M9 into his holster, picked up the M4A1, replaced it with a magazine, and pointed the gun at a vague shadow on the wall.
"Immortality + perspective + wall penetration + headshot, if it were me, I could kill 100 and die without death!"
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【Street Diary】
My goal in life is to become a minor god when I am thirty. Now I am about to achieve half of my goal. I am almost thirty.
