Chapter 128 Five People
No matter where you are, the word "analysis" can basically be used throughout the whole situation.

York kept moving forward at a steady speed, and the noise coming from the other side of the patio kept ringing in his ears.

This kind of behavior is actually the most fatal thing for people like him.

Because, simply through the current information, he can comprehensively analyze the current situation, as well as various important information such as location, number of people, etc.

It was obvious that the enemies on the other side of the patio were already a little panicked. Once anything happened in front of them, they would definitely erupt instantly and could not be suppressed, just like the two people who died at the stairs.

This is an instinct from the body, and most people can't control it at all. Just like when you see something appear in front of you, you will instinctively close your eyes and raise your hands to block it. It's like when someone suddenly appears next to you, hormones will be quickly secreted in your body, your movements will naturally speed up, and then fear will follow.

Of course, this is an analysis based on their level. If they are experts, the analysis will naturally be different.

York's left hand left the M4A1 and pulled out the mobile phone he had taken from the suspected Albanian. He first set the screen to always be on, then randomly opened a music app and clicked on the other person's favorite song.

What a coincidence, he had actually heard this guy's favorite song.

"interesting."

Seeing that he was still more than half a meter away from the corner, York pressed the play button with his left hand and bent down.

The moment the music sounded, I swung my left hand forward with force.

The music sounded in this silent space, seeming very sudden.

At this moment, the noise over there became even louder.

The phone screen remained bright, appearing in the corner, passing, continuing to slide forward, and finally stopping in the middle.

The sound of music, the suspicious brightness, and the movements instantly triggered a series of chain reactions.

The lyrics rang out in Albanian: "I forgive myself, like everyone else would, I love you."

Gunshots suddenly rang out, and for a moment it sounded like the intense sound of gunfire coming from a machine gun.

"Fuck!"

York stopped at the corner and could hear the cursing over there. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and when these people didn't aim at him and kept firing at the location of the mobile phone, he dodged in an instant before they could react.

Before he had time to react, five figures appeared in front of him, standing in the hollow railing corridor on the third floor and firing non-stop.

For a moment, he could even clearly see the madness on the faces of the five people.

The singing continued, and a moving song was played in accompaniment to the sound of gunfire.

"Although love is not everything in life, I can even sacrifice my life to keep us together."

York fired.

He leaned against the corner of the wall, ensuring that there was a cover. He held the rifle in a very standard posture, aimed his sights and aiming line at the first person, and a beam of gunfire spurted out of the barrel.

Bang bang bang!
Single bursts of fire accurately hit the target's chest and head.

"who!"

At this time, the person standing on the stairs with hollow railings finally discovered something was wrong.

But York had already moved his gun and aimed at the second target before they had time to react to the complex selective attack.

Bang bang bang!

Four consecutive shots killed the target on the spot, still in a large area like the chest.

Although a distance of more than 20 meters or even almost 30 meters is not far for York, he still chooses such a large area.

What he had in his hand was a rifle, not a pistol, so the lethality was different. At this moment, the targets standing in the corridor finally reached the reaction time to make complex judgments and recognition.

But from York's perspective, the fourth target reacted the fastest and directly turned the gun towards him. However, York, who had the advantage, was even faster and his eyes and mind had already absorbed everything that happened before.

This means that the actions of these five people will gradually be reacted to, analyzed, and judged in a series of steps in the mind.

Bang bang bang!
York expressionlessly passed over the third target who reacted a little slowly, killed the fourth target who reacted the fastest with three shots, and then quickly shifted the muzzle of the gun to aim at the third target he had passed over.

At this moment, the remaining people have completed the entire process of absorption, reaction, judgment, and action.

York pulled the trigger hard and fired all the remaining bullets while moving towards the corner.

The continuous eight shots hit the original third target on the spot, causing him to bleed and tremble all over. The AK-47 in his hand swayed with his body and finally hit the other side.

This was the last scene the Yorks saw when they all evacuated to the corner.

By the time he hid in the corner, the bullets from the fifth target had all been fired at the place where he had just stood.

Bang bang bang bang bang.
The AK-47's distinctive gunshot sounded, and very scattered bullet holes were made on the wall in front, which were far apart from each other.

"Fuck!!!"

It was also accompanied by a rage mixed with a hint of fear!

"Go to hell!"

"How can I die if you can't even suppress the rifle?" York leaned against the wall and calmly threw the M4A1 with empty bullets in his hand to the ground. His attention was attracted by the song that was still ringing on his cell phone.

"I have to keep feeling your departure forever and miss you every day."

Having heard the song before, he knew that this was the next verse connected to the previous one, meaning that it only took him a few seconds to flash out, fire, and quickly kill four people before flashing back into the corner.

"Garcia! Kazimierz! Fuck!!!"

The people over there were still shouting. Officer York shook his head, pulled out the Colt M1873 with his right hand, and pressed the hammer with his thumb out of habit.

When the sound of gunfire became so dispersed that it was no longer possible to suppress it, he flashed out from the corner again.

Like a speeding supercar, York's speed is ridiculously fast.

Before the people standing on the other side of the railing corridor could react, York had already pulled the trigger. The first shot accurately hit the AK-47 in the fifth target's hand, causing it to turn around.

Then, at the moment when the fifth target opened his eyes, the hammer had been hit by York's left thumb.

Bang! The interval between the second shot and the first shot was only 0.3 seconds, and it accurately hit the fifth target's chest.

The moment the hammer was reset, it was clicked by the little finger of the left hand.

The third shot followed, accurately hitting the forehead of the fifth target.

The entire process only takes two seconds, which is shorter than the average person's reaction time to complex situations.

Therefore, until the fifth target fell, the final memory scene was probably only the memory of Yorks flashing out from the corner of the wall.

"It should be over. I think we'll be able to calm down for a while."

York let out a light breath, looked at the fifth target who was slowly falling, turned his gun around on the spot, and put the Colt M1873 back into the holster.

　It’s almost the end of the month, so I’m asking for votes as usual.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)