Chapter 176: Defense and Attack
Julian looked at York and frowned, "What do you mean?"

York said the cruel truth: "If the person in this police car is not your colleague, it means your colleague has been killed.

He dared to kill the police and drove here so brazenly, which means he wanted to kill us all so that no one would know what happened here and he could continue to use this skin. "

Having said that, Yorks looked at the two cars and found the RV parked outside very accurately, ignoring Julian's ugly expression and continued.

"Look, is this your colleague?"
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Outside the RV with all exterior lights on, there was a police car and a pickup truck parked.

A man in police uniform got out of the police car and stopped outside the familiar RV. His eyes became more bloodthirsty and excited.

Because he found the source of the two familiar smells, they were the two people he saw in the service area yesterday morning.

Some of the women could be regarded as works of art by him, but the man next to her gave him a very dangerous feeling. In addition, this place was close to his home, so he gave up because he had already enjoyed it.

Unexpectedly, we had an intersection at this moment.

This fate made him feel like he was reaching a climax.

"This is fate!" the man took a deep breath and thought to himself.

"!! Ugh!! ##$￥!"

Hearing his brother's voice behind him, the man turned and walked towards the police car.

"Kill the men and leave the women for me."

"!! Ugh!! #＃＄￥!" All the deformed people in the pickup truck were cheering and screaming.

The man got into the police car, sniffing the familiar smell lingering in the air, and drove towards the source.

In fact, it was not only the man who felt it was fate, even York, who had been secretly watching through the drone, felt it was a coincidence.

Unexpectedly, the leader of the group of deformed people he assumed was the man in the jacket he saw in the Gain service area.

"good?"

Yorks looked at Julian, whose face was gloomy, and put away the drone remote control.

Julian nodded in silence, but suddenly said, "Krahan has a son who is still in elementary school."

York walked towards the window, crouched under it, made sure his eyes were level with the bottom edge of the window, and sighed in his heart.

Based on this sentence alone, he could instantly analyze that the state policeman named Crahan was single and alone with his child.

"Where is his wife?"

Julian followed and squatted next to York: "Died in a car accident."

York was silent for a moment: "Sorry."

After all, he was the source of this matter.

Julian smiled bitterly: "It's my fault. I could have not asked him to come."

York grabbed Julian's shoulder and said to comfort him: "The only thing we can do now is revenge."

Julian gritted his teeth and stared outside: "Well, revenge!"

"Let me explain something to you first. Although these people are deformed, they move much faster than ordinary people. They have a very good sense of smell, and perhaps hearing and night vision, and have very professional hunting skills." York said calmly.

"So before they come, the only thing we can do is to shut up and wait for them to enter our territory. The defender who waits for them to arrive will have a greater advantage."

Seeing Julian nod, Yorks continued:
"Our current accurate intelligence is that there are three deformed people in the pickup truck bed, plus the man who got out of the police car and the driver of the pickup truck, so the confirmed number is five.
But a police car can carry five people, and the same is true for a car, so we have to estimate the number of enemies according to the maximum number, that is, we have to vs. thirteen people, and we can't let our guard down after confirming that we have solved the five targets. "

Julian nodded to show that he understood.

"When I tap your shoulder, it means you can shoot. If I tap your left shoulder, it means you are responsible for the left side and I am responsible for the right side. It's similar for the right shoulder," York continued.

"Because shooting together is more concentrated than shooting inconsistently."

The two have never worked together before, so it can be said that they have no tacit understanding at all, so this kind of explanation is still necessary.

Julian nodded again.

"Good, they are coming now." York said in a very low voice. He heard the sound of the car engine and then pulled down the night vision goggles.

"Ready to fight."

Julian felt a little nervous for some reason. He had never dealt with such a monstrous deformed person before.

Just as York said, not long after, there were several popping sounds.

All the street lights outside, including the lights in the front yard, were blown up by arrows.

There was silence, and then the door was pushed open, but no one was there.

The next second, three black shadows suddenly appeared on the wide fence. They actually chose to jump over the front yard fence, quietly entered the front yard of the restaurant, and quickly approached the restaurant.

At the same time the locations are very scattered.

This is Julian's perspective, but it is so clear in York's night vision goggles.

The dark figure that sneaked into the front yard to search was still that familiar ugly face.

According to the center line, there are two on the right and one on the left. If he is alone, he can only kill the two on the right instantly, and the scattered left side depends on luck, but now there is one more person, Julian.

There was no need to wait for any opportunity, because he knew that the three deformed people who sneaked into the front yard were actually pathfinders. If they did not move, the enemies behind them would naturally not show up.

This is one of the benefits of knowing the approximate number of enemies in advance through drones.

York patted Julian's left shoulder, indicating that he should take charge of the deformed man on the left, and immediately stood up and attacked, grabbing the Beretta 1301 shotgun.

boom.

In the field of view of the night vision goggles, York was sure to see a large amount of blood gushing out of the chest of the first target, and instantly shifted the muzzle of the gun to aim at the second target who had not yet reacted.

boom!
In this short period of time, the second deformed man who was holding the bow and arrow and was about to react and do something also had blood gushing out of his chest.

York's first choice is still the large chest area. After all, no matter where the single-barreled bullet hits the chest, the result is basically certain death.

But what was a little unexpected was that the somewhat nervous Julian seemed unable to keep up with his rapid shooting and fired a step late.

Julian fired just after his first shot was fired. The inconsistency undoubtedly gave the deformed man on the left a chance to instantly move his position.

So Julian's shot missed.

"Pity."

In a flash, Yorks saw the deformed man on the left dodge Julian's shooting and rush towards here at a very fast speed. He pulled Julian, who wanted to continue shooting, and threw him out, throwing him backwards to avoid the window and hiding behind the wooden wall on the right.

This time he dodged away from the wooden wall, because York knew the power of the deformed man's bow and arrow, which could almost penetrate even the highest level of bulletproof windows. How could a mere wooden wall withstand such penetrating power? Sticking to the wooden wall would undoubtedly be a dead end.

Sure enough, two puff sounds rang in my ears one after another.

As expected, the people hiding at the door would naturally shoot arrows simultaneously after the bait was bitten.

If someone like Julian missed the first shot and wanted to continue shooting from the spot, it would be a dead end.

With two bangs, the arrows shot from outside directly penetrated the wooden wall. After penetrating half of it, they kept shaking. The location was exactly where they usually hid.

If you hide against the wooden wall, you will definitely be hit by the half arrow that penetrates the wooden wall.

at the same time.

Without paying attention to Julian who fell behind, Yorks retreated to expand the area and fired a shot directly to the left of the deformed man on his left.

He heard footsteps.

boom!
According to the location where the footsteps stopped, the first shot of the specially made single-headed bullet blew up the wooden wall of the restaurant, leaving a hollow bullet hole.

Seeing a figure in the gun port that seemed to be startled and quickly dodged to the side, Yorks quickly moved the muzzle of the gun sideways with an expressionless face, and fired the second shot in the direction and position where the figure would dodge in advance.

boom!
A second bullet hole appeared.

When the figure who had just hidden here appeared in the second gun hole, York fired the third shot at the position of the second gun hole at an extremely fast speed.

boom!
The whole process was incredibly fast and completed in one go.

Accompanied by a muffled groan of pain, it was unclear what the target was before Julian's attack, but what was certain was that he had hit it.

Yorks flipped over the wooden table in the restaurant, bent down and stopped at least half a meter away from it, glanced at Julian who had just gotten up, and shook his head in his heart.

He began to take out five single-shot bullets from the ammunition pouch at once, opened the Beretta 1301 shotgun, let the muzzle drop and the handle rest on his shoulder, first stuffed a bullet into the side loading and ejection port to ensure there was one bullet in the chamber, and then pressed the last four single-shot bullets into the magazine port at the bottom of the gun body smoothly as if he was rowing a gun.

It's fast and smooth, taking two seconds.

After doing this, Yorks lowered his head and looked at the half arrows that penetrated the wooden walls on both sides of the window. Julian, who realized it belatedly, waved his hand, indicating him to come here.

Julian obediently came to York's side, looked at York, who had a blank expression but exuded a domineering aura, and subconsciously licked his dry and pale lips.

When he quickly got up and saw the half arrow that had penetrated the wooden wall where he had been leaning, he vaguely understood something.

Because if York hadn't pulled him away, he would have been dead.

Even if he gave up the second shot and dodged the window and hid towards the wooden wall, he would still be dead for sure because he would stick to the wooden wall.

"Is this really an ordinary patrolman?" Julian already suspected that York was quite famous in Los Angeles or was a top soldier in some special team and was living an ordinary life.

"You stay here, I'll go take a look at the back." York said calmly. From Julian's expression, he could tell that he was thinking about a lot of things, but he was too lazy to think deeply or study them.

Now it seems undeniable that some of these deformed people would sneak around to the back while they were attracted by the front.

Anyway, Yorks thought of the man in the jacket wearing a uniform.

The front line is undoubtedly the most dangerous. If he were the man in the jacket, he would let the deformed man attract fire in front and then sneak around to the back, because this is the safest option for the man in the jacket.

"Okay!" Julian took a deep breath and nodded.

"Remember that their bows and arrows are specially made. Combined with their strength, they have strong penetrating power. Try not to get too close to the cover and leave yourself plenty of buffer space."

Julian nodded again to show that he understood. The two arrows that pierced half of the wooden wall were proof of that.

Seeing this, York did not stay there for long. He grabbed the Beretta 1301 shotgun and immediately sneaked towards the back of the restaurant.

(End of this chapter)