I Received Messages From Future Self!-Chapter 160 - Heavy Losses

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Chapter 160: Chapter 160 Heavy Losses

The steel security door finally could not bear the burden and crashed to the ground; how long could the solid wooden door hold out?

The non-mainstream youth instinctively tightened his grip on the handgun.

Now, a desperate fight might mean survival.

Dead silence in the room, only the sound of pounding on the door knocking at one’s heart, kept echoing in the ears.

Cracks had already appeared on the solid wood door.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man raised the gun.

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It was fast approaching—the battle of life and death right before his eyes!

The moment the door broke would be the moment to decide their fate.

Due to the tension, his palms began to sweat.

Due to too much force, his fingertips started to turn white.

With a “boom”, there was a loud noise.

The solid wooden door crashed down.

Revealed the police outside, fully armed, holding a Breaching Hammer and Blast Shield.

Facing the muzzle of the middle-aged man, the police outside clearly hesitated; they had anticipated resistance, as those inside were no different from outlaws.

But the police had not expected the middle-aged man to stand right in front of the door in the living room, handgun at the ready for when they breached.

Who ever heard of such a death-wishing outlaw?

Being an outlaw doesn’t mean one is brainless!

Those scenes where someone rashly charges at police are only found in movies and TV shows.

Anyone with a bit of sense wouldn’t do such a thing.

Who wouldn’t be holding a gun, hidden behind cover?

Struggling with all their might against the police.

Stepping out of cover, confronting a group of police alone with a gun, such idiots wouldn’t require so much effort on their part.

They wouldn’t need to stage such an elaborate raid for someone who would be killed or captured before they could even escape, right?

Having worked so many years on the front lines of criminal investigation, the Deputy Captain had never encountered such a foolish, dim-witted outlaw from movies or TV shows.

But today…

It seemed the Deputy Captain had encountered one…

The middle-aged man did not play by the rules at all.

Just brazenly standing in the living room, holding a gun and waiting.

“Get out of the way!”

Without the luxury to think further, the Deputy Captain shouted loudly.

At the same time, he quickly raised his gun, ready to take down the middle-aged man. At this point, there was no time to consider whether they should capture him alive.

If the middle-aged man fired his gun, with such a narrow entrance, some of his men would surely be injured or even lose their lives.

However…

The Deputy Captain’s reaction was undoubtedly quick.

But the middle-aged man, who had been waiting at ease, acted even faster than the Deputy Captain.

The moment the Deputy Captain raised his gun, the middle-aged man pulled the trigger calmly.

A “bang” of gunfire!

A stunning burst of blood blossomed on the Deputy Captain’s shoulder.

“Missed…”

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man muttered, yet the motion of pulling the trigger didn’t pause for an instant.

Taking advantage of the moment of shock among the police.

The middle-aged man’s finger continuously pulled the trigger.

“Bang bang bang…”

In the intense gunfire, the middle-aged man quickly emptied the magazine.

An eight-round magazine!

The Deputy Captain was hit, and the tall policeman with the Blast Shield blocked three shots. Of course, not all were blocked by the Blast Shield. Thanks to its special material and structure, the Blast Shield successfully deflected one bullet into a ricochet.

The ricochet…

Hit the foot of his colleague behind him…

With his foot injured, the colleague cried out and fell to the ground.

The other two bullets pierced through the Blast Shield, striking the tall policeman.

The tall policeman was hit twice, once in the arm, once in the stomach, and he too collapsed in agony.

The remaining four bullets—two missed.

Two hit the policemen!

Fortunately, none were fatally wounded!

But the five people who were shot had also essentially lost their ability to fight and could only clutch the gunshot wounds, groaning in pain.

Having emptied a magazine, the middle-aged man quickly grabbed a new one, ejected the spent cartridge, replaced it with the new magazine, and chambered a round before continuing to pull the trigger.

The middle-aged man’s magazine, combined with the injury of the second team leader, had completely dumbfounded the detectives of the second criminal investigation team. Under the threat of bullets, dodging is a natural instinct when faced with danger.

At that moment, almost no one thought of fighting back.

It was instinctive to dodge.

But with the narrow doorway, walls on both sides, and a cluster of people gathered together in the back, those at the front had absolutely no way to dodge.

People were pushing against each other, and there were injured victims.

Those at the front wanted to retreat while those at the back wanted to surge in, and the situation immediately became chaotic.

By the time the middle-aged man had finished reloading, the police were still a mess, with no one managing to return fire.

Just when the middle-aged man was reloading his magazine, had just one person shot back, the middle-aged man wouldn’t necessarily have been hit but would have had to quickly hide behind the sofa to avoid the bullets.

And once that happened…

It would have been the perfect opportunity for the police to suppress him with their firepower.

With so many people, if each fired a shot, the barrage would have pinned the middle-aged man down, preventing him from even raising his head, let alone firing back.

Of course, once they stormed into the living room…

The police at the front would be exposed to the fire from Fatty and the non-mainstream youth.

But…

What seems dangerous could also present a slim chance of survival.

If the police fought back, how could the three armed people, Fatty and his group, possibly defeat the well-trained police officers?

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This wasn’t a scene from an anti-X drama!

Fatty and his group weren’t those legendary heroes.

If they got shot, they would die.

They had no ultimate skill to dodge bullets.

Charging in regardless of the danger was always better than being stuck at the entrance and taking hits.

“Don’t panic!”

“Those in front return fire, those in back retreat!”

Embracing his shoulder, the middle-aged man was jostled back and forth by the crowd, stumbling, nearly tripping, as blood spurted from the hole in his shoulder like a small fountain.

The faces of the people beside the second team leader were splattered with blood.

The voice of the second team leader was very distinctive.

He commanded great respect within the second criminal investigation team.

His shout had an immediate effect.

Immediately some people realized that they too were armed and could fight back.

Just as the police at the front were preparing to counterattack…

The middle-aged man had already reloaded.

The middle-aged man let out a cold laugh and in an instant pulled the trigger, releasing another magazine.

But, thanks to the second team leader’s timely command…

Those in the back had already retreated to the corridor,

clearing the doorway.

The second team leader and the three injured were dragged out as well,

but the tall police officer holding the blast shield, being too large and right at the forefront, couldn’t be saved in time.

“You lot, quickly get out!”

Leaning against the doorframe, the second team leader yelled,in a strained voice.

A direct assault was no longer an option, the losses were too great.

But…

This time the second team leader’s order wasn’t timely enough.

Because…

The middle-aged man had opened fire again!

“Bang bang bang…”

The middle-aged man truly was ruthless, not hesitating to empty another magazine towards the police officers who hadn’t managed to retreat in time.

“Ah…”

Several screams followed; the middle-aged man’s eight bullets had taken down four more police officers.

Even the tall officer lying on the ground was hit by another shot.

In that instant, the second team leader’s heart went cold.