Chapter 39 Lend You a Gun

Roton was very clear about the targets of these terrorists. They were mainly foreigners, especially those from Europe and the United States. They also wanted to carry out attacks in major places in Mumbai. This would make the incident a big deal and increase the international influence of this terrorist attack.

The Taj Mahal Hotel is right next to it, so logically everyone's first reaction would be to flee there, after all, it gives people a sense of security.

However, Roton soon realized why these foreigners ran here, because of North.

North was unlike him and Bud. The two of them were wearing plain clothes because they were suspended from duty, while North was wearing a police uniform.

This is a busy area with street lights all around. I wouldn't say that the lights are brightly lit here, but it's no problem to see clearly what the three people are wearing at night.

When their lives were at stake, these people naturally came to the police for help and protection.

Roton was speechless. These foreigners must have been scared. Could Indian police compare with foreign police?

Foreign policemen at least have guns on their waists, but Indian policemen only have batons, not to mention that they don’t even have batons now.

Looking at the terrorist who was killing people with great momentum, Roton knew very well that if this guy really rushed over, the three of them would probably be affected.

What an unexpected disaster! The more he didn't want to face it head-on, the more he encountered it. Roton felt that he was a bit unlucky.

Turn around and escape? The only option is to jump into the sea.

But if the terrorists chase you and shoot into the water from the shore, it is basically difficult to escape by jumping into the sea. Not everyone can hold their breath and dive hundreds or thousands of meters like the protagonist in the movie to escape safely from the gunman's sight.

Of course, it is night now and the visibility is poor, so jumping into the sea may be the best option.

It's still a few hundred meters from here to the beach and jump into the sea. In such an open space without any cover, there is no time for you to run that far. According to the shooting speed of this brutal terrorist, we can't hold on for more than ten seconds.

Rawdon realized that he had to do something.

"Huh?" Rotten's heart suddenly moved, and his eyes immediately fell on the old old-fashioned revolver on North's waist.

In fact, deputy directors at the grassroots level are generally unlikely to be equipped with guns. They will only apply for a gun when they are on a mission. However, North also serves as the captain of the action team and is often in charge of major cases in his jurisdiction, so he is equipped with a gun.

They do have guns now, but their firepower is far inferior to the terrorists' AK rifles.

"Deputy Chief, can you shoot the prisoner?" Rawdon asked hurriedly.

North's forehead was covered with sweat. He had handled many big cases, but these big cases basically did not involve the murderer holding an AK and shooting on the spot.

The big cases he handled were usually homicides, and they were about catching murderers. When the murderers saw police officers like him, they basically surrendered. Even if they resisted, their weapons were at most knives, not guns.

If there is any shocking big case, the IPS elites will be sent from above to handle it, and these grassroots police officers only serve as auxiliary.

So when faced with such a vicious criminal, he knew he was no match for him.

Even though he had a gun in his hand, he had only fired a few times in his life, that is, he could only fire a few rounds during the annual assessment training. There was no other way, the gun had limited bullets, so his shooting skills were not very good.

If the prisoner stood there motionless, he might be able to hit him, but in this situation, he couldn't kill the prisoner.

For him, carrying a gun is more of a deterrent to prisoners than a means of killing.

He had never shot a prisoner in his life. At most, he would draw his gun and point it at some prisoners holding knives. When these prisoners saw that he had a gun, they would basically be scared and surrender immediately. This method had always worked.

The thug in front of him would never surrender just because he pointed his gun at him. North was sure that when he pointed his gun at him, the thug would immediately shoot at him to eliminate the threat.

"Are you kidding me, Rotten? Don't you see what that guy is holding?" North said with a rapid breath.

He felt that he had experienced many ups and downs, but this was the first time he had seen a scene like this. Most of the dead were foreigners. Just as he finished speaking, the murderer shot a foreigner who was injured and lying on the ground at close range.

The shot was aimed at the injured person's head, and it blew up in the head, causing red and white blood to flow all over the floor.

Such a brutal thug.

Countless thoughts flashed through Roton's mind quickly. His eyes kept scanning around. He saw that in the distance, some brave guys behind the terrorists were hiding behind some bunkers and took out their mobile phones or cameras, or even video cameras to secretly film the scene.

Such a scene is definitely big news.

If you have first-hand information, especially photos and videos, you can sell them to news media in the future and make a lot of money.

For money, anything can be done.

When Roton saw that someone was recording the video, he knew there was nothing to hesitate about. Even if these people were not there, he had to take action to save himself and could not delay any longer.

Roton immediately said to North: "Deputy Chief, can I lend you my pistol?"

"Ah?" Before North could come to his senses, Rotten took his pistol from the holster on his waist with one hand.

Rodon decided to take a risk and gave up his previous plan of not confronting the terrorists head-on because the situation forced him to do so.

Because those foreigners who fled towards the three of them were basically dead, as the area here was open and there was nothing to hide.

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After these foreigners died, Roton didn't think that the terrorist would let the three of them go, so he couldn't just sit there and wait to die.

There is only one terrorist here. Now that I have a gun in my hand, I have a chance. It's time to test my shooting skills.

In my previous life, I was good at target shooting and hunting, but this time I was going to really shoot someone.

"Get down!" Rawdon shouted loudly in English to the group of foreigners rushing towards him, "Get down!"

Rotten's loud shout stunned many of the survivors, and seven or eight of them fell to the ground without hesitation.

There were three people who seemed to be frightened to death. They were still screaming and running towards Rawdon and the others. They wanted to run as far away as possible. If they lay down, they would be waiting for death. But no matter how fast they ran, they could not be faster than a bullet.

The three men soon fell in a pool of blood.

There was no way, Rotten had no time to save them, it was too fast.

"Bang, bang, bang." Roton raised his pistol and shot at the terrorists who were dozens of meters away.

The first of three consecutive shots hit the opponent's right ear.

The next two shots missed.

"Damn it!" Rotten cursed in his heart.

It was definitely a problem with the gun. There was something wrong with the accuracy. I was originally aiming at the terrorist's forehead, ready to shoot him in the head. With my marksmanship level in my previous life, I can't say that I hit all three shots, but I could at least hit two.

I didn't expect the deviation to be so large. It should be that the rifling of the pistol was severely worn, and three shots only injured one ear of the opponent.

In his previous life, he was quite good at using Rotten guns.

Among all pistols, Roton's favorite is the revolver. It makes him feel like the cowboy gunslingers in the United States in the past. He can draw the gun, shoot, and put the gun away in one go. It's so cool.

Today, at this critical moment, the car overturned. It's really terrible.

(End of this chapter)