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In the sky
The air crew of Los Angeles Cable TV station, which has been accompanied by the police helicopter, has a full set of live TV news broadcast equipment, and the air host Lex Youngston is eloquently explaining;
"The drag racing party who committed crimes several times has caused three deaths and two injuries after the street fire in Los Angeles. They are currently driving three super sports cars to evade the police. It seems that they will succeed again this time. Why do they say again? Because this It just keeps happening over and over again, with the police cars just following behind to eat the farts."
"Oh what did we see?"
"This is a convoy of five Chevrolet SUVs. I bet they are all modified cars. Yes, they can't escape the eyes of a veteran car fan like me. This is a heavily modified Chevrolet SUV with heavy-duty front and rear parts. The anti-collision steel plate will never be less than seven tons."
"Hahaha I caught a big fish, this is definitely the team of the boss king."
Suddenly;
The fleet of five Chevrolet SUVs on the interstate highway changed, the host Lex Youngston was taken aback immediately, and a flexible and clever mouth has already broadcast out involuntarily;
"Lookthe convoy has changed. The third black suv drove forward at high speed and left the convoy at the same speed as the first suv. The three suvs behind were slower to form another convoy."
"What's going on? Let's see what's changed?"
"Two convoys formed on the interstate below, the two cars in front left at high speed, and the one behindfuckyou, aren't they trying to stop the speeding party coming from behind?"
"My God, just thinking about it makes people tremble with excitement. From the perspective of Boss Wang's professional bodyguard team, this choice is reasonable. The drag racing party has heavy firearms in their hands. Who knows what these gangsters want to do?" what?"
"Of course! The police request is not ruled out, let us wait and see."
Below the interstate
Camberley is assembling his sniper rifle methodically, with steady and accurate movements.
This is a tac-50 sniper rifle with a high-power sight, which can fire a special 50?fatmac sniper ammo with match-level accuracy. It is a special sniper rifle for the SEAL special forces.
This sniper rifle has been privately refitted, and the high-precision barrel made of aerospace-grade nickel alloy material is used to make its shooting accuracy even higher.
The panoramic sunroof above the head of the Chevrolet SUV slowly opened, and a strong wind swept in, stirring the pages of the book next to it to flip endlessly.
"The distance of the vehicle behind is 1100 meters, and the speed is 177 yards."
"The speed of our vehicle is 100 yards, the wind speed is 29 meters per second, and it is stable."
"The distance of the vehicle behind is 750 meters, the speed is 192 yards, and it is still accelerating."
Camberley stood up steadily holding the gun in both hands, and his body was exposed out of the panoramic sunroof. He quickly raised the gun to aim, and the gun was aimed at the bright yellow Ferrari speeding from behind
Be stable for one second and fire immediately.
There was a crisp sound of "pop"
The bullet that came out of the chamber hit the position of the right headlight of the Ferrari sports car almost in an instant, and the headlight was shattered brutally, piercing through the thin iron sheet and drilling into the high-speed rotating tire.
Almost at the moment of the gunshot;
It can be clearly seen that the tires burst, and the fast-running sports car seemed to be punched heavily by someone and lost control. on the road.
Spinning, tumbling, and various parts flying around.
In the blink of an eye, two sports cars flashed out one from the left and the other from the right, avoiding the out-of-control yellow Ferrari and speeding up to catch up.
A Lamborghini, a blue Ferrari 911, caught up almost crazily, and snaked non-stop on the interstate highway, the tires rubbed against the hard road and made an unpleasant howling sound.
These crazy drag racing parties seem to use the interstate as a track.
A few gangsters leaned out from the sunroof of the car, raised the submachine gun in their hands and fired wildly, but these bullets were just tickling the sturdy Chevrolet SUV bulletproof car, and they couldn't hurt at all.
Camberley had already put away his gun and sat down. Hitting the opponent in a high-speed vehicle can only depend on luck. It seems that luck is good.
Now these crazy gangsters are evading quickly, and the two cars in the front and rear are swaying from side to side to avoid. Under the pressure of the strong wind of up to 30 meters per second, continuing to shoot is just asking for shame, and the probability of hitting the key tire is infinitely small.
"Guys, we really stabbed the waspDen, the gangster vehicle is approaching rapidly, 500 meters 400 meters"
In the last fire support vehicle, the iron head took a look at Dan Futman and said, "It looks like it's time for us to play."
In the sky
Air host Lex Youngston exclaimed; "My God! What did we see? On the last tail car, a sniper stood up and blew up the wheel of the drag racing gangster with just one shot. So accurate."
"From our point of view, he shot with almost no pause, Mr. Photographer, take a close-up of your damn shot, so that the audience in front of the TV can see it more clearly."
"He sat back again, and the accurate sniper fired a shot and sat back again."
"All of this is unbelievable. Now, Mr. Driver, what is the wind speed? Ah the wind speed is 30 meters per second, which is almost equivalent to a 11-level gust. During the movement of two cars, the tire of the rear car was blown with one shot.
Well, my imagination is running out.
As a veteran gun enthusiast, I know how difficult it is, it is simply too difficult, beyond my imagination. "
Los Angeles Street Bar
The TV screen was broadcasting the live broadcast of the cable TV station. The scene of the police chasing the murderous drag racing party in the street saw that Camberley shot a shot with perfect precision, blowing out the right tire of the Ferrari behind him, and there was a burst of exclamation.
The Ferrari rolled out of control during the extreme speed movement, which caused another scream.
"Oh Maiga"
"It's so hot, cool! It's like watching a movie, I can already feel my blood burn."
"Man, who said no?"
"Whoa oh! What's that?"
In the clear TV lens, from the open panoramic window of the Chevrolet suv rear car, a few black iron bumps rose into the air, the speed was not fast, and they could be seen very clearly. They crossed a parabola and fell towards the rear
"My God, that's a grenade."
The explosion of "Boom Boom Boom Boom" sounded, and the two super sports cars that were chasing closely behind flexibly dodged and pierced through the large group of flames and smoke, showing powerful vehicle control capabilities.
? As expected, he is a tyrannical man of the drag racing party. He is so familiar with supercars that he can even dodge a grenade.
The nightmare of the drag racing party did not end. At the end of the Chevrolet SUV rear car, a 20-caliber Viper machine gun operating platform was electrically raised.
"fuckyou, my God!"
Along with the horrified abuse, the two super sports cars stepped on the sudden brake almost in no particular order, and the huge inertia drove the sports cars to drift sideways, leaving clear ruts on the wide interstate highway.
FBI Inspector Kroenke, who is always monitoring all this in the air, saw all this, his heart almost slowed down by half a beat. If it wasn't for the seat belt, he would almost fall off the helicopter.
"Fuckyou, there is even a Viper cannon, are they preparing to start a war?"
"Oh hoo Those drag racing gangsters are scared, all the cars on both sides stopped, let those damn state police catch up, these gangsters got out of the car and surrendered."
"I'm not mistaken, hahaha They actually surrendered."
Detective Kroenke was going crazy with joy, dancing and yelling in the helicopter, when a cool voice came from the radio;
"Hi! Dude, can we go now?"
"Please wait for two minutes, the police behind will arrive soon."
"Two minutes, yes, we will leave automatically when the time comes."
Inspector Kroenke hurriedly said, "Don't worry, buddy, two minutes is just an approximate quantifier, and it may be three minutes or five minutes, but I guarantee they will definitely come as quickly as possible, um, and you guys Better go to the police station and make a record."
"Sorry, it can't be done."
"Watts?"
"Because we have an intercontinental flight, sir."
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