Chapter 40 Just Six Bullets

The revolver in Roton's hand is old and worn, but its appearance is so touching. Maybe North has maintained it, but the maintenance is obviously not adequate.

Now he couldn't blame the pistol for not performing well. It was good to have a pistol, otherwise he would be unarmed. How could he fight the terrorists?

It seems that I am unlucky. The rifling of the pistol is severely worn, which affects the accuracy. But then again, this pistol can at least still fire.

You have to know that in India, not to mention the old guns, even the new guns have frequent problems. They fall apart at critical moments and misfire... I don't know how much kickbacks those officials in charge of procurement have taken in private.

The fact that this seemingly worn-out revolver could fire was his greatest luck, and Rawdon felt that he should not complain about anything.

After being shot and having his ear injured, the terrorist screamed and quickly hid behind a stone statue.

Roton and his team are close to the sea, so it is an open square pier, while the terrorists still have many shelters where they can hide.

The terrorists didn't expect that someone in front of them would fight back with a gun. It was such a surprise.

Roton stared at the statue closely, paying attention to the terrorist's movements. Once his opponent came out, he would shoot and force him back.

Otherwise, if he comes out and fires, I won't be able to stop him with just my pistol. I absolutely cannot give him a chance to come out.

At the same time, Rotten waved to North and Bud.

North and the other man immediately understood what he meant, and waved to the eight people lying on the ground, asking them to crawl forward.

The legs of these foreigners were weak, but they still understood the meaning of North and the others' gestures, and struggled to crawl forward towards Rotten and the others.

It has to be said that when these foreigners saw Rodon shooting at the terrorists with a gun, they felt a lot more at ease.

"Pah pah pah~~~"

Suddenly, a fierce burst of gunfire was heard from behind, causing the foreigner who was crawling forward to scream and lie on the ground, not daring to move.

The terrorist raised the AK with both hands, held it above the head of the statue, and then fired wildly at Roton and the others. It can be said that he hid his vital parts behind the statue and could not see the situation outside, so he wanted to use his AK to suppress the fire first.

He had seen clearly just now that the other party only had a pistol and the firepower was insufficient.

However, the opponent shot him in the ear as soon as they met, which was quite accurate. He was so scared that he almost lost his life. Therefore, he was still a little afraid of Roton and did not dare to jump out and shoot directly for a while.

After a round of casual shooting.

"Bang~~" Rotten fired a shot. He had been staring at the statue. The terrorist had just suppressed the fire and was about to come out to fire, so he had to force him back.

The accuracy was much better this time. After three shots, Roton had adapted to the ballistic direction of the pistol.

We must not let this guy out now, otherwise how can I shoot at him with this pistol?

"Rotten, you~~you better be frugal. I don't have any bullets on me, just six in the gun." North whispered to Rotten while signaling the foreigners to crawl over quickly, saying that any way they could stay away from the terrorists would be a good thing.

These words made Roton's face change drastically. He had just fired four bullets, which meant that there were only two bullets left in the gun.

"Listen, people in front, I am a policeman, and I order you to put down your weapon immediately, otherwise..." Roton shouted without hesitation, in Hindi.

Rawdon knew that these terrorists understood Hindi.

He wanted to use this shouting to divert the other party's attention, and at the same time give the terrorists a wrong message, that is, he still had bullets, and he had already refilled his revolver with bullets during the confrontation just now, otherwise he would not have the courage to shout here.

Rodon had no other choice. If the terrorists rushed out at this time, he would not be sure to kill them with the remaining two bullets.

At the same time, Rotten and his party began to retreat towards the seaside.

The more we can retreat now, the better. If the terrorists really rush out and we run out of bullets, we will have no choice but to turn around and run away. Hopefully we can jump into the sea in time.

Roton's shouting did not receive a response from the terrorists. The gunfire here stopped temporarily, and the terrorists did not continue shooting, obviously weighing the pros and cons.

Rotten didn't think that the other party would surrender. They were all brainwashed, so how could they lay down their guns and surrender? Rotten was very sure that the guy would definitely find an opportunity to kill his people.

There is not much time left for me, ten seconds, twenty seconds or one minute?

Roden had no way of judging.

In short, the other party won’t stop for too long.

However, Rotten believed that he still had a chance to escape. As for those foreigners, letting them come over and taking them with him would actually serve as a kind of meat shield to help the three of them block bullets first.

After all, foreigners are the terrorists' primary targets, and the three of them can definitely run faster than these tourists. Whoever is behind will die first, buying time for Rotten and the others to escape. Reality is so cruel.

Of course, for Roton, saving these foreigners would definitely be the best outcome. If there is really no other way, he can only save his own life. Others can be sacrificed.

At this moment, Roton heard the sound of a cell phone ringing behind the statue, and then faintly heard the voice of the terrorist answering the phone.

It was his accomplice who called and told him to go to the Taj Mahal Hotel as soon as possible, as that was the most important place and he should not waste time outside.

As soon as Roton heard it, he understood that it would be more valuable to carry out a terrorist attack at the Taj Mahal Hotel than to shoot people outside.

The people inside are either rich or noble, and their influence is unprecedented.

In the previous life, the place that left the deepest impression on everyone about this terrorist attack was the Taj Mahal Hotel. Although other places were also extremely tragic, most people probably only knew this hotel.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with the fame of the Taj Mahal Hotel itself.

In short, this terrorist attack was carefully planned with a very clear purpose.

After a few words, the phone was hung up. The terrorist hid behind the statue again, raised the AK above his head with both hands and fired blindly at Rodon and the others.

Then he lowered his body and began to retreat using various cover behind him.

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His movements were extremely agile, showing how well-trained he was.

Watching the opponent retreat, Roton felt a little conflicted. He still had a chance to kill the opponent, because no matter how agile he was, he would still be exposed for a period of time while dodging to the next cover.

If there was nothing wrong with the gun in his hand, Roton would definitely take a gamble.

Now, he was conflicted.

There are only two bullets in the gun. If I miss and anger the other party, and he gets angry and continues to attack me, that would be a lot of fun.

But in Roton's eyes, killing this terrorist was a huge achievement.

To be honest, he had never thought about confronting terrorists head-on before, but now that he really had the opportunity, even if it was very dangerous, this huge achievement was still very tempting and hard to give up.

Seeing that the terrorist was about to disappear from his sight, Rotten's nerves were on edge, ready to draw his pistol at any time.

At this moment, Rotten heard the terrorist's cell phone ringing again, and almost at the same time, Rotten's gunshots rang out, and two shots were fired almost at the same time.

Then, everyone saw two bloody holes appear on the back of the terrorist's head and he fell down.

Rotten was breathing heavily, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he half-knelt on the ground. He succeeded.

The terrorist's original retreating posture was still perfect, but the phone call was obviously from his companion, which distracted his attention for a moment. In this moment, Roton noticed that his steps were a little disordered.

So Rotun fired without hesitation. Since he had fired four shots before, he had some understanding of the trajectory of the bullet, so he fired two shots in a row.

Originally, he planned to use it as a calibration shot if the first shot didn't hit the target, and the second shot would be the sure-kill shot.

Unexpectedly, both shots hit the target. Needless to say, the terrorist was killed beyond belief.

"Successful?" North and Bud's faces turned pale. They didn't expect that Rotten really succeeded. It was incredible.

After taking a breath, Rawdon stood up and walked carefully towards the terrorist's body.

Although you can confirm the other person's death, you still have to be careful.

When he walked up to the terrorist, he finally confirmed that he was dead.

Roton picked up the AK on the ground and looked forward, alert for other terrorists who might appear.

After waiting for a while, no other terrorists were found, and at this time Bud and North also came over.

Roton knew that other terrorists had already entered the Taj Mahal Hotel, so he was safe here, and it could be said that the outside world was safe too.

Thinking of this, Roton opened a large bag on the corpse's back. Damn, it was full of magazines filled with bullets, grenades, and bombs.

Cold sweat broke out on Roton's forehead. He was lucky that the terrorist did not throw a grenade towards him, otherwise it would have been too dangerous.

(End of this chapter)