Chapter 923
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Newman hasn't recovered yet. There is smoke in Pier 2.
These BOPE players are all tear gas guns in their hands, and it seems that they don't want money. They are crazy shooting at the site of Pier 2. They don't know whether it's smoke bombs or tear gas bombs.
"You are..." Newman smacked his tongue. He didn't understand what Linde was going to do.
"Since they have anti tank weapons, I'll let them worry about themselves with tear gas and smoke bombs first." Linde seemed confident.
Four BOPE players on the roof of tup shot dozens of tear gas bombs into Pier 2, and then stopped.
Now, looking from the periphery, we can't see the situation in the yard. The uniformed patrolmen surrounding the wharf look around, except for smoke.
Suddenly, Newman smelled a pungent smell in the air, as if countless needles were stabbed in the trachea, his eyes felt burning pain, his throat seemed to be sprinkled with a stream of spicy pepper, and suddenly coughed violently.
"Cough, cough -"
As he coughed, tears splashed down.
"Major, ask your men to withdraw. There are a lot of tear gas here now, which is easy to make people feel uncomfortable." Lieutenant Linde said with a sorry face, taking out the gas mask from his carry on bag and putting it on.
"Of course, if you also wear gas masks, you'd better wear them."
Newman wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. He coughed fiercely when he opened his mouth.
Shit!
These damn skeletons, they are always so independent and have no sense of cooperation at all.
However, Newman is also used to the style of BOPE. In the eyes of these special police commandos, ordinary police are simply fish belly and can't do anything well.
antigas mask?
Which ordinary patrol police would put this kind of thing in the car?
He hurried back, got back into his car, closed the door, and then took a sip of mineral water. He felt more comfortable at last.
Picking up the radio intercom, he began to give orders to expand the siege.
"All units, please note that BOPE is now ready to attack. They have released a lot of tear gas and smoke bombs and evacuate immediately to avoid accidental injury."
Then he waved to the driver: "let's step back, shit, these bastards just don't know how to write the word cooperation!"
The police surrounding Pier 2 began to retreat one after another, and the formation seemed a little chaotic. Although it was not strong due to the wind on the pier, a large amount of tear gas was still blowing everywhere with the wind, and many unlucky police were as embarrassed as dogs.
Just as the police crowded Pier 2 on the ground began to retreat one after another. In the sky, on the helicopter of the air service team of the police department, the sergeant officer looked at the situation underground and couldn't help but give a curious "eh".
"What's going on down there?"
"What happened?" asked his colleague in the cabin. "How can I see the smoke below?"
"It seems so." the staff sergeant shook his head and said, "what a big smoke. Who's putting the smoke bomb?"
Newman's retreat order came from the headset. Everyone seemed to understand that BOPE took over now. It seemed that they had lost their patience. The special police planned to attack Pier 2.
Not far from the helicopter, the BOPE air helicopter is still circling.
The staff sergeant raised his head and saw that the opposite BOPE team members with live guns were fixing their sniper guns on a rope. It seemed that they really planned to cooperate in the air and ground to attack Pier 2.
The staff sergeant raised his right hand and gave a thumbs up to the BOPE members in the opposite helicopter to wish them a smooth operation.
However, when his thumb was just raised, he saw a scene that startled him off his chin - the BOPE team members opposite had set up a sniper gun, but the muzzle seemed to be facing his own side.
"Eh?" the staff sergeant made a surprised voice again.
"What's the matter?" his colleagues don't understand why their partner is always making a fuss today.
"Do you see the plane opposite?"
"What's the plane opposite?" my colleagues asked.
"I'm talking about BOPE's helicopter," said the staff sergeant.
The colleague stretched out his head from the staff sergeant's side and looked opposite.
In the opposite BOPE helicopter, a special police member wearing anti-terrorism clothes is holding a sniper rifle. It seems that the muzzle of the gun is aiming this way.
The policeman rubbed his eyes and adjusted the night vision.
He thought there was something wrong with his night vision.
The night vision was reset, and the image was much clearer.
Also at this time, the sniper gun opposite spit out a cluster of flames.
Then the staff sergeant and his colleagues heard a glass burst.
Wet things splashed on their faces, and they subconsciously wiped their faces.
There was some liquid on the tactical gloves.
The staff sergeant pushed the night vision on and stared at his gloves.
Even in the high air currents, he could still ask for a fishy smell.
Blood.
It's blood!
In the opposite BOPE helicopter, the gun in the sniper spits out fire again.
There was another harsh crack.
This time, the plane began to shake violently, then lost control like a broken kite and began to fall rapidly.
"Oh, my God!" the staff sergeant grabbed the safety rope and exclaimed in despair, "they're shooting at us!"
Turning his head, he found out whose blood was stuck on his gloves just now.
The whole pilot lay on his seat with his head tilted lifelessly. Within a distance of less than 200 meters, the sniper gun bullet on the opposite easily penetrated the glass of this ordinary police small helicopter without armor defense, directly opening the pilot's head.
"We're going to crash! Call headquarters. I'm kongqi one. We're going to crash. Someone..."
He suddenly found that he was wrong. It was not someone, it was BOPE, it was BOPE who shot himself.
Shit!
He wanted to correct his report, but found that it was too late.
Because it was only responsible for air surveillance, the police helicopter didn't fly much at all. It was only a few hundred meters from the ground. The out of control helicopter fell to the ground like a stone.
The staff sergeant was horrified to find that he was smashing at the top of some of the police cars in the police circle.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
He screamed in horror, but suddenly found that he had made a fatal mistake again in his panic.
Without turning on the communication channel, even if he broke his voice in the air, no one would hear him.
On the ground, someone finally found the rapidly falling air service helicopter in the sky.
The police began to flee in panic. No one would watch a helicopter hit his head and still keep calm.
In the distance, major Newman jumped out of the car and watched the falling helicopter smash into the concentration area opposite him. He couldn't help covering his mouth and shouted in despair: "Oh! God!"
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Newman hasn't recovered yet. There is smoke in Pier 2.
These BOPE players are all tear gas guns in their hands, and it seems that they don't want money. They are crazy shooting at the site of Pier 2. They don't know whether it's smoke bombs or tear gas bombs.
"You are..." Newman smacked his tongue. He didn't understand what Linde was going to do.
"Since they have anti tank weapons, I'll let them worry about themselves with tear gas and smoke bombs first." Linde seemed confident.
Four BOPE players on the roof of tup shot dozens of tear gas bombs into Pier 2, and then stopped.
Now, looking from the periphery, we can't see the situation in the yard. The uniformed patrolmen surrounding the wharf look around, except for smoke.
Suddenly, Newman smelled a pungent smell in the air, as if countless needles were stabbed in the trachea, his eyes felt burning pain, his throat seemed to be sprinkled with a stream of spicy pepper, and suddenly coughed violently.
"Cough, cough -"
As he coughed, tears splashed down.
"Major, ask your men to withdraw. There are a lot of tear gas here now, which is easy to make people feel uncomfortable." Lieutenant Linde said with a sorry face, taking out the gas mask from his carry on bag and putting it on.
"Of course, if you also wear gas masks, you'd better wear them."
Newman wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. He coughed fiercely when he opened his mouth.
Shit!
These damn skeletons, they are always so independent and have no sense of cooperation at all.
However, Newman is also used to the style of BOPE. In the eyes of these special police commandos, ordinary police are simply fish belly and can't do anything well.
antigas mask?
Which ordinary patrol police would put this kind of thing in the car?
He hurried back, got back into his car, closed the door, and then took a sip of mineral water. He felt more comfortable at last.
Picking up the radio intercom, he began to give orders to expand the siege.
"All units, please note that BOPE is now ready to attack. They have released a lot of tear gas and smoke bombs and evacuate immediately to avoid accidental injury."
Then he waved to the driver: "let's step back, shit, these bastards just don't know how to write the word cooperation!"
The police surrounding Pier 2 began to retreat one after another, and the formation seemed a little chaotic. Although it was not strong due to the wind on the pier, a large amount of tear gas was still blowing everywhere with the wind, and many unlucky police were as embarrassed as dogs.
Just as the police crowded Pier 2 on the ground began to retreat one after another. In the sky, on the helicopter of the air service team of the police department, the sergeant officer looked at the situation underground and couldn't help but give a curious "eh".
"What's going on down there?"
"What happened?" asked his colleague in the cabin. "How can I see the smoke below?"
"It seems so." the staff sergeant shook his head and said, "what a big smoke. Who's putting the smoke bomb?"
Newman's retreat order came from the headset. Everyone seemed to understand that BOPE took over now. It seemed that they had lost their patience. The special police planned to attack Pier 2.
Not far from the helicopter, the BOPE air helicopter is still circling.
The staff sergeant raised his head and saw that the opposite BOPE team members with live guns were fixing their sniper guns on a rope. It seemed that they really planned to cooperate in the air and ground to attack Pier 2.
The staff sergeant raised his right hand and gave a thumbs up to the BOPE members in the opposite helicopter to wish them a smooth operation.
However, when his thumb was just raised, he saw a scene that startled him off his chin - the BOPE team members opposite had set up a sniper gun, but the muzzle seemed to be facing his own side.
"Eh?" the staff sergeant made a surprised voice again.
"What's the matter?" his colleagues don't understand why their partner is always making a fuss today.
"Do you see the plane opposite?"
"What's the plane opposite?" my colleagues asked.
"I'm talking about BOPE's helicopter," said the staff sergeant.
The colleague stretched out his head from the staff sergeant's side and looked opposite.
In the opposite BOPE helicopter, a special police member wearing anti-terrorism clothes is holding a sniper rifle. It seems that the muzzle of the gun is aiming this way.
The policeman rubbed his eyes and adjusted the night vision.
He thought there was something wrong with his night vision.
The night vision was reset, and the image was much clearer.
Also at this time, the sniper gun opposite spit out a cluster of flames.
Then the staff sergeant and his colleagues heard a glass burst.
Wet things splashed on their faces, and they subconsciously wiped their faces.
There was some liquid on the tactical gloves.
The staff sergeant pushed the night vision on and stared at his gloves.
Even in the high air currents, he could still ask for a fishy smell.
Blood.
It's blood!
In the opposite BOPE helicopter, the gun in the sniper spits out fire again.
There was another harsh crack.
This time, the plane began to shake violently, then lost control like a broken kite and began to fall rapidly.
"Oh, my God!" the staff sergeant grabbed the safety rope and exclaimed in despair, "they're shooting at us!"
Turning his head, he found out whose blood was stuck on his gloves just now.
The whole pilot lay on his seat with his head tilted lifelessly. Within a distance of less than 200 meters, the sniper gun bullet on the opposite easily penetrated the glass of this ordinary police small helicopter without armor defense, directly opening the pilot's head.
"We're going to crash! Call headquarters. I'm kongqi one. We're going to crash. Someone..."
He suddenly found that he was wrong. It was not someone, it was BOPE, it was BOPE who shot himself.
Shit!
He wanted to correct his report, but found that it was too late.
Because it was only responsible for air surveillance, the police helicopter didn't fly much at all. It was only a few hundred meters from the ground. The out of control helicopter fell to the ground like a stone.
The staff sergeant was horrified to find that he was smashing at the top of some of the police cars in the police circle.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
He screamed in horror, but suddenly found that he had made a fatal mistake again in his panic.
Without turning on the communication channel, even if he broke his voice in the air, no one would hear him.
On the ground, someone finally found the rapidly falling air service helicopter in the sky.
The police began to flee in panic. No one would watch a helicopter hit his head and still keep calm.
In the distance, major Newman jumped out of the car and watched the falling helicopter smash into the concentration area opposite him. He couldn't help covering his mouth and shouted in despair: "Oh! God!"
Newman hasn't recovered yet. There is smoke in Pier 2.These BOPE players are all tear gas guns in their hands, and it seems that they don't want money. They are crazy shooting at the site of Pier 2. They don't know whether it's smoke bombs or tear gas bombs."You are..." Newman smacked his tongue. He didn't understand what Linde was going to do."Since they have anti tank weapons, I'll let them worry about themselves with tear gas and smoke bombs first." Linde seemed confident.Four BOPE players on the roof of tup shot dozens of tear gas bombs into Pier 2, and then stopped.Now, looking from the periphery, we can't see the situation in the yard. The uniformed patrolmen surrounding the wharf look around, except for smoke.Suddenly, Newman smelled a pungent smell in the air, as if countless needles were stabbed in the trachea, his eyes felt burning pain, his throat seemed to be sprinkled with a stream of spicy pepper, and suddenly coughed violently."Cough, cough -"As he coughed, tears splashed down."Major, ask your men to withdraw. There are a lot of tear gas here now, which is easy to make people feel uncomfortable." Lieutenant Linde said with a sorry face, taking out the gas mask from his carry on bag and putting it on."Of course, if you also wear gas masks, you'd better wear them."Newman wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. He coughed fiercely when he opened his mouth.Shit!These damn skeletons, they are always so independent and have no sense of cooperation at all.However, Newman is also used to the style of BOPE. In the eyes of these special police commandos, ordinary police are simply fish belly and can't do anything well.antigas mask?Which ordinary patrol police would put this kind of thing in the car?He hurried back, got back into his car, closed the door, and then took a sip of mineral water. He felt more comfortable at last.Picking up the radio intercom, he began to give orders to expand the siege."All units, please note that BOPE is now ready to attack. They have released a lot of tear gas and smoke bombs and evacuate immediately to avoid accidental injury."Then he waved to the driver: "let's step back, shit, these bastards just don't know how to write the word cooperation!"The police surrounding Pier 2 began to retreat one after another, and the formation seemed a little chaotic. Although it was not strong due to the wind on the pier, a large amount of tear gas was still blowing everywhere with the wind, and many unlucky police were as embarrassed as dogs.Just as the police crowded Pier 2 on the ground began to retreat one after another. In the sky, on the helicopter of the air service team of the police department, the sergeant officer looked at the situation underground and couldn't help but give a curious "eh"."What's going on down there?""What happened?" asked his colleague in the cabin. "How can I see the smoke below?""It seems so." the staff sergeant shook his head and said, "what a big smoke. Who's putting the smoke bomb?"Newman's retreat order came from the headset. Everyone seemed to understand that BOPE took over now. It seemed that they had lost their patience. The special police planned to attack Pier 2.Not far from the helicopter, the BOPE air helicopter is still circling.The staff sergeant raised his head and saw that the opposite BOPE team members with live guns were fixing their sniper guns on a rope. It seemed that they really planned to cooperate in the air and ground to attack Pier 2.The staff sergeant raised his right hand and gave a thumbs up to the BOPE members in the opposite helicopter to wish them a smooth operation.However, when his thumb was just raised, he saw a scene that startled him off his chin - the BOPE team members opposite had set up a sniper gun, but the muzzle seemed to be facing his own side."Eh?" the staff sergeant made a surprised voice again."What's the matter?" his colleagues don't understand why their partner is always making a fuss today."Do you see the plane opposite?""What's the plane opposite?" my colleagues asked."I'm talking about BOPE's helicopter," said the staff sergeant.The colleague stretched out his head from the staff sergeant's side and looked opposite.In the opposite BOPE helicopter, a special police member wearing anti-terrorism clothes is holding a sniper rifle. It seems that the muzzle of the gun is aiming this way.The policeman rubbed his eyes and adjusted the night vision.He thought there was something wrong with his night vision.The night vision was reset, and the image was much clearer.Also at this time, the sniper gun opposite spit out a cluster of flames.Then the staff sergeant and his colleagues heard a glass burst.Wet things splashed on their faces, and they subconsciously wiped their faces.There was some liquid on the tactical gloves.The staff sergeant pushed the night vision on and stared at his gloves.Even in the high air currents, he could still ask for a fishy smell.Blood.It's blood!In the opposite BOPE helicopter, the gun in the sniper spits out fire again.There was another harsh crack.This time, the plane began to shake violently, then lost control like a broken kite and began to fall rapidly."Oh, my God!" the staff sergeant grabbed the safety rope and exclaimed in despair, "they're shooting at us!"Turning his head, he found out whose blood was stuck on his gloves just now.The whole pilot lay on his seat with his head tilted lifelessly. Within a distance of less than 200 meters, the sniper gun bullet on the opposite easily penetrated the glass of this ordinary police small helicopter without armor defense, directly opening the pilot's head."We're going to crash! Call headquarters. I'm kongqi one. We're going to crash. Someone..."He suddenly found that he was wrong. It was not someone, it was BOPE, it was BOPE who shot himself.Shit!He wanted to correct his report, but found that it was too late.Because it was only responsible for air surveillance, the police helicopter didn't fly much at all. It was only a few hundred meters from the ground. The out of control helicopter fell to the ground like a stone.The staff sergeant was horrified to find that he was smashing at the top of some of the police cars in the police circle."Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"He screamed in horror, but suddenly found that he had made a fatal mistake again in his panic.Without turning on the communication channel, even if he broke his voice in the air, no one would hear him.On the ground, someone finally found the rapidly falling air service helicopter in the sky.The police began to flee in panic. No one would watch a helicopter hit his head and still keep calm.In the distance, major Newman jumped out of the car and watched the falling helicopter smash into the concentration area opposite him. He couldn't help covering his mouth and shouted in despair: "Oh! God!"
