Chapter 4: Single-Handed_3
Zhou Qingfeng had already walked in through the hole created by the truck crash, looked at the sheriff who was putting on a bulletproof vest, and then fired a shot at his chest.
With a 'bang', the gunshot sounded. The sheriff's chest felt like it had been hit by a sledgehammer, his body uncontrollably shuddered. He tried to regain his balance and fight back...
Zhou Qingfeng, like a cat playing with a mouse, fired at the sheriff's chest every half-second—giving him no chance to retaliate, causing him to collapse onto the messy floor.
At the moment he sat down, the sheriff also raised his hands high.
The APC-9 submachine gun, along with several magazines, was snatched away by Zhou Qingfeng as if offering up a tribute. He then turned the gun butt around and knocked the sheriff unconscious.
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Monica was dragged to the police station entrance by two agents, stumbling and unsteady. She still tightly held onto the walkie-talkie, pressing the talk button, and shouted in a sharp, urgent voice:
"The police station is under attack, immediate assistance required! Repeat, the police station is under attack, everyone come immediately!"
A chaotic response came from the other end of the walkie-talkie. It was unclear how many people could hear and follow Monica's directives.
At this moment, all she could hear around her were gunshots and the sound of things breaking, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and dust.
The only ones calm at the scene were Stock and his men, who quickly split into two groups.
One team circled from outside the police station towards the military truck, attempting to intercept Old Juan and his men who were trying to escape; the other team flanked from the inside, confronting Zhou Qingfeng who was on the attack.
This response was quick and orderly, a testament to the 'Bounty Hunters' years of gunfire and combat experience, exhibiting strict training and a calm mind.
However, as Stock led his men back into the police station and just popped their heads out, they were greeted by a barrage of bullets.
The APC-9 submachine gun spilled thirty rounds like water being poured out, with the muzzle flash particularly glaring in the dim police station.
The recoil of the submachine gun was minimal to begin with, and with Zhou Qingfeng's superhuman strength, he controlled the muzzle extremely steadily, displaying astonishing accuracy.
Hearing the commotion from the truck crash, Stock initially thought that the people in the police station could at least hold out for a while. Bravely barging in through the main door, he received three to four bullets directly in the head.
The moment he was hit, his head jerked back violently, with blood and brain matter splattering instantly, staining the wall behind him.
His body stiffened for a moment, before crashing to the ground like a sack of broken cloth.
The other 'Bounty Hunters' were terrified by this precise and ruthless firepower, scrambling for cover with their hands over their heads.
At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng had fully entered a "kill mode" state. His gaze was cold and hollow, calm, merciless, solely aiming for maximum lethality.
He could spare the relatively harmless sheriff, but ruthlessly kill the headstrong Stock without a moment's hesitation. This chapter was uploaded by the team at M|VLEMPYR.
Monica was dragged outside the police station by two agents, her legs still trying to support her body to stand up.
Gritting her teeth, she shouted hoarsely, "Stop! Let me stand up! I can catch that guy! He's alone, just one man!"
The two agents ignored her struggles and continued dragging her outside, heading straight for a nearby command vehicle.
At this time, Zhou Qingfeng had already crossed the office hall of the police station, changing to a new magazine in his APC-9. His sights locked onto Monica's back, and he gently squeezed the trigger.
"Tutu-tutu!" In a short burst, three or four bullets accurately hit Monica's back.
She staggered, her body lunging forward and heavily crashing into the back seat of the command car.
The impact on her back made her vision go black, her breathing stopped momentarily, and she collapsed as if all strength had been drained from her.
One agent quickly turned around, firing continuously towards the police station, trying to suppress Zhou Qingfeng's firepower with a barrage of bullets.
The other agent quickly jumped into the driver's seat, starting the engine with a roar. The command vehicle sped off rapidly, with wheels screeching against the ground.
Monica lay on the command vehicle's seat, her breathing rapid and erratic. She reached back with her hand, feeling the dents left by the bullets.
The APC-9 fired pistol rounds, and her soft bulletproof vest barely saved her life, but the impact of the bullets still caused her intense pain.
Cold sweat trickled down her forehead, her lips trembled slightly, and a wave of unprecedented fear surged in her heart.
At this moment, she realized she could actually die, her mindset shifting from extremely aggressive to extremely timid, only wishing to leave quickly.
So she grabbed the walkie-talkie and issued new orders: "This is Commander Monica, I am retreating, everyone come to protect me immediately."