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"First, find a bunker and hide. Second, use a mirror to see if you show up. Third, call for support immediately. So as soon as I hid in the bunker and checked the situation with a small mirror, I called you for support."
Luke was astonished: "In the student rules is there this?"
"Yes, it was issued temporarily this morning. There are only these three items on one page." Claire and Karen nodded in unison.
Karen also added: "It is said that these three safety rules, coming from a very powerful front-line police detective, can greatly increase the safety factor of us students. Now it seems that they are indeed effective."
As she said this, her eyes unconsciously glanced at the two patrolmen lying not far away.
Although the wounds of the two patrolmen were very painful, their faces were full of despair: This is wrong. Why did no one mention these three safety rules when I was in the police academy? Did I attend a fake police academy in the first place?
But the facts are before our eyes.
After encountering the armed gangsters, two official patrol officers stepped forward to fight back and were injured by the gangsters soon after.
The four rookie students who followed them on duty did not do anything wrong. They hid behind the car and did not show up. From time to time, they used guns to fight back, holding back the gangsters.
Especially the little Claire, who relied on the small mirror to observe, stretched out the muzzle of the gun and fired a few random shots, wounding one of the gangsters, so that the other gang did not dare to come over for a while.
The police and criminals formed a stalemate.
Today there are traffic jams everywhere in Los Angeles. If Claire's four rookie students hadn't used the threatening "random shooting skills", they might have been besieged by the gangsters before support arrived.
The students were young and uninjured. At best, they could retreat and the two injured patrolmen would have a hard time running away.
In fact, Luke specifically taught Claire the skill of lens shooting.
This is a "minimalist version of gun fighting" that he calculated based on his own combat experience, gun fighting skills, and auxiliary programs, simplifying the complex situation into several shooting methods.
Claire only needs to do a little analysis according to the situation, and then aim the gun at a certain range and shoot, and she will have a greater chance of hitting the advancing enemy.
It is more suitable for patrol police. After all, they can call for support as soon as a firefight occurs, and there is no need to force themselves.
After chatting for a while, Luke did not forget to replace bullets and new magazines for his gun, and then gave Claire five magazines.
Claire was stunned: ¡°I still have a magazine here.¡±
Luke: "With your physical strength and marksmanship, it's best to bring a few more magazines. Use the number of bullets to suppress the gangsters. Two magazines are not enough."
Claire and Karen beside her were speechless.
They use Glock 17, a close-combat weapon with 17 bullets in one magazine.
With this, Luke equipped Claire with nearly a hundred rounds of bullets, which was enough for a small-scale battle.
After finishing all this, Luke got on his bicycle and returned.
Looking at Luke's retreating figure, Karen's eyes gleamed, and she suddenly pulled Claire over, pressing the petite girl under her arm: "Tell me, are we good friends?"
Claire: "Hey, don't touch me. People will think you are interested in me if they see you."
Karen doesn¡¯t care: ¡°First of all, are we good friends?¡±
Claire: "Get that big thing off my shoulders and we'll still be good friends."
Karen finally let her go.
Claire: "Tell me, is there anything weird you want to ask me for?"
Miss Karen is a daughter of a wealthy family, and she became a police officer specifically to pursue a colorful life.
During the training, I met Claire, a "high-player" best friend, and she immediately fell in love with him and worshiped the extreme boss.
Karen also tried various extreme sports with Claire. Unfortunately, her athletic talent was limited and she was average in everything she played. She didn¡¯t have Claire¡¯s talent for extreme sports.
But because of this, the relationship between the two is far greater than that of other students.
Karen: "I want to chase Luke."
Claire just took out a bottle of water from the police car, took a sip, and sprayed Karen in the face.
Karen said angrily: "What are you doing! He is your brother, not your boyfriendwait a minute, you don't hate other girls chasing after their brothers like those sisters in the movie, do you?"
Claire raised her sleeves and wiped the corners of her mouth: "Come on, my brother's girlfriend in middle school was the last captain of the cheerleading team, and we are also acquaintances."
Karen took the tissue from Claire and wiped her face while asking: "Why are you so excited there?"
Claire glanced at her sideways: "For the sake of friendship, I'll say it first. I'm afraid my brother won't want a girlfriend like you."
Karen was stunned: "Why? Am I not beautiful? Or will he feel inferior?"
Claire patted her forehead, put her arms around her neck, and whispered in her ear: "Because, he has "female" friends."
Karen thought for a moment and was surprised: "You mean your p friend?"
Claire shook her head: "I don't know exactly how. Anyway, he has never mentioned anything about his girlfriend."
Karen frowned: "Then I can chase him? At most"
Claire looked at him with contempt: "Luke is nineteen years old. A handsome and handsome nineteen-year-old normal man has no girlfriend, but he usually doesn't look for women. What do you think is possible?"
Karen thought for a while: "Doing handicrafts at home?"
Claire was dumbfounded, and after a moment she said: "You little Bichi, who is full of tricks! He must have "female" friends, but they are not girlfriends, so he didn't mention them to me. Understand."
Karen was unconvinced: "You know again?"
Claire: "He occasionally goes out at night, and his newly changed clothes the next morning have a faint smell of women's perfume. The perfume is no worse than the one you use. What do you think is the possibility?"
Karen frowned and thought hard for a moment, then exclaimed in annoyance: "Damn it, I actually have a rival!"
Claire: ¡°What?¡±
Karen looked at her: "I have to admit that Luke's behavior of coming to save me just now touched me."
"And after he killed those gangsters, he smiled softly and looked at me." Karen's eyes wandered: "Under the sunshine of this summer afternoon, the boy's bright smile was as dazzling as Apollo " There was a touch of poetry in her words.
"Stop!" Claire raised her hand.
"Pah!" The back of Karen's head hurt, but she was slapped by the little monkey.
"He's smiling at me, okay?" Claire didn't hesitate to break a certain best friend's fantasy: "Every time he picks me up from school, he smiles like this. I'm very familiar with it, so don't dream about it, okay?"
Karen gritted her teeth: "Damn it, can't you just let me finish my fantasy before you fight me?"
The conversation was in a very low voice. The two patrolmen lying not far away did not hear the specific content. They could only smile bitterly: "Two students, we are a little dizzy. Can you help us rush for the ambulance? We don't want to do it yet." Died in the line of duty.¡±
It was only then that the two women reacted and ended a small-scale fight between besties. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com