Chapter 127 Four people
The corner is a one-way Z-turn, which means there is only one corridor to the left.

York stopped at the wall, took a deep breath, and continued cutting.

I turned the corner and saw someone waiting at the intersection ahead.

But because it was a cutaway, we couldn't see the entire face, and we didn't know how many people there were. But knowing that there were people at the end of the corridor was the biggest victory.

York was the attacker who took the initiative and pulled the trigger before these people could react.

Bang bang bang!

He fired four consecutive shots, killing the first person who appeared in his field of vision, causing blood to spurt out of his chest.

There is no need to hit the head, because no matter where you hit the body, it will cause real damage and have the corresponding effect.

After hitting the enemy in the chest four times in a row, the moment York retreated, all he could think of was that this guy was dead.

After York fired quickly and killed one man with four shots, he quickly retreated and hid behind the wall. At the same time, the other side made corresponding actions.

"Damon! Damn it!"

Bang, bang, bang! There was a burst of gunfire, still from the AK-47, but when York retreated again, all the 7.62×39mm ammunition bullets fired were in vain.

York leaned against the wall with an expressionless face, letting the concrete debris splash from the wall. He listened to the dense gunshots and analyzed them. He actually identified a very special gunshot from them, and the corresponding firearm emerged in his mind.

“Is this uzi?”

York raised his eyebrows, raised his M4A1, removed the magazine with only seven bullets left in his left hand, threw it casually in the corridor, and took out a new full magazine from his tactical belt and inserted it.

These people are good at choosing weapons, either with fierce firepower or with very fast firing rate, which are quite suitable for indoor combat.

uzi, also known as the Uzi submachine gun, is a very effective close combat weapon due to its light weight, ease of operation and low cost.

It is used to eliminate living targets indoors, in bunkers and trenches, and is also a common self-defense weapon in mechanized troops.

After replacing the new full magazine, York still did not show up, but listened carefully to the movement over there.

At this moment, the sound of the Uzi submachine gun disappeared, leaving only the AK-47.

The people who ambushed him obviously did not have much combat experience. They relied entirely on their ruthlessness and brutality. In less than a few seconds, they had emptied their Uzi submachine guns in one breath.

After a few more seconds, the firepower obviously gradually weakened from the gun.

At this moment, the crisp metallic sound of the firing pin hitting the air rang in York's ears.

York immediately leaned forward, and his feet, sight, and M4A1 moved across the corner at the same time, and he leaned around the corner with the aiming line at the outermost side of his body.

At this moment, his mind was highly concentrated, and all five senses burst out at this moment.

The time required for a person to obtain information from a machine or the outside world, for the brain to process and analyze it and issue instructions, and for the motor organs to begin to execute actions.

That's human reaction time.

Due to the limitations of human physiological and psychological factors, people's reaction speed to stimuli is limited.

Under normal conditions, the reaction time of ordinary people is about 0.1 to 0.5 s, the reaction time for complex selective reactions is 1 to 3 s, and the reaction time for complex judgments and cognitions is an average of 3 to 5 s.

Of course, every individual is different, and this is where the natural gap lies. It is also the difference between the strong and the weak where the brave prevails when two meet in a narrow road.

When Yorks quickly leaned forward, all the information factors were instantly generated in his mind and corresponding judgments were made.

The entire process has long exceeded the reaction time of ordinary people.

In an instant, Yorks clearly saw that there were four people standing at the intersection at the end of the corridor.

Basically, the operation of changing bullets is carried out on the spot.

This is undoubtedly a big taboo. The most taboo thing in actual combat is to stand still and change magazines or troubleshoot. No matter how fast you change, it will never be faster than those who have been prepared.

Just like now, so far only the person who emptied the Uzi submachine gun first changed the magazine. However, before he could react to the York soldier who leaned out and make corresponding actions, York soldier had already chosen to eliminate him first.

Bang bang bang.

York put his arms close to his torso, bent slightly to reduce the area of ​​his body, put his cheek against the butt of the M4A1, and at the same time, put the lower corner of the butt against his shoulder. His line of sight was level with the sight, and he shot four times in succession at the man who had replaced the magazine of the Uzi submachine gun.

Then they walked slowly forward, with gunshots continuing.

After killing the owner of the Uzi submachine gun, the gun continued to spurt out gunfire, and when the sight moved quickly, it shot the second person who just reacted with three shots to death.
Two shots shot the third person in the head who had just replaced the AK-47 magazine.

Three shots were fired and the fourth man, who turned and tried to escape to the corner, was killed from behind.

In just three seconds, York fired a total of twelve bullets accurately and eliminated the four people who were ambushing him at the end of the corridor.

And he was only one-third of the way there.

York's sight did not stay on the four bodies lying in a pool of blood in front of him, but he remained vigilant and stared at the corners on both sides. He took out the Beretta 92fs from his tactical belt with his left hand and aimed his peripheral vision at the people lying on the ground who were still moving, and shot them one by one.

Bang, bang, bang. Three shots, count the headshots.

After completing this step, York put the Beretta 92fs back into the holster, reset his left hand to hold the M4A1, and continued to move forward.

"Only six people?"

York walked to the end of the corridor, first continued to cut corners to confirm that there was no threat within the left field of vision, and then continued to circle and move sideways to confirm the corridor on the right.

"Safety."

York leaned against the wall and glanced at the four bodies lying in a pool of blood. What made him quite helpless was that on one of the four bodies, he saw a face and features that matched those of an Albanian.

"Am I being targeted?"

York shook his head, glanced to the left, squatted down, and groped the pocket of the suspected Albanian. He finally found a mobile phone, stuffed it into his trouser pocket, and continued to explore the corridor on the right.

To the left is another exit of the apartment building, which does not meet the requirements for an ambush.

At this time, Yorks had roughly figured out the basic level of these people. To him, they were simply rookies among rookies.

Of course, necessary caution is still necessary, and Yorks understood this truth from the beginning to the end.

That is like a lion fighting a rabbit, also using all its strength.

However, compared to before, York's exploration speed has obviously become much faster.

Soon the open-air patio of the apartment building appeared before his eyes.

The terrain that York could imagine was a square with hollow railing corridors exposed outward.

If we go by the basic level of these people that we have just figured out, then they should all be standing on the hollow railing corridor on the third floor on the other side of the patio opposite the wall.

Looking at the wide area that appeared in front of him, York shook his head, looked at the light source on the ceiling, raised his hand and fired one shot after another.

Every time a gunshot was heard, there was a snap and the sound of a light bulb shattering.

With just six shots, York blew up all the light sources he could see while standing in the corridor.

All of a sudden, the light in the open-air patio fell into dimness.

Even though there was light from the second floor and residual light from the other side of the patio, the road in front of York was still quite dark.

"Sure enough, there are more than six people. Let the show begin!"

Listening to the noise coming from the other side of the patio, York narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of bloodthirsty excitement flashed across his eyes, and he continued to move forward.

　The data is neither up nor down. It seems that the potential of this book has been exhausted so quickly. It's really hard to deal with it.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)