"I just checked. Four of them have handgun wounds and shotgun wounds. The other five were all killed by shotguns. "
The comms went silent for a moment.
The FBI didn't use shotguns. They either had assault rifles or submachine guns for close combat. They had pistols, but they wouldn't use them today.
As for Lu Ke, everyone knew that he had a Remington shotgun in his car, and his gun was a Glock 17. In close combat, its firepower was faster than a shotgun.
He was the only one who could use a pistol because the shotgun's firing rate wasn't fast enough when facing so many people.
"Luke, that kid … Is he that cruel? I laughed at his poor shooting skills last week, "a police officer asked hesitantly.
"Yeah, just wait for your death."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and do your job. If you have the energy, go to Selina's house to help. The twenty criminals there haven't been dealt with yet. They're still fighting with the FBI. "
"Uh, I want to tell you that Boss and Lu Ke have already rushed over."
"…"
"…"
Robert was in the car, listening to his subordinates chatting on the intercom. He turned his head and glanced at Lu Ke. "You killed all the gunmen who attacked you?"
Lu Ke grunted in acknowledgement and stared ahead.
Robert said, "When this is over, I'll find you a psychiatrist."
Lu Ke chuckled. "No need. If they dare to come, I dare to kill them. "
Robert asked, "Are you sure?"
Lu Ke chuckled. "I'm sure. Well, you can find a psychiatrist for Selina. "
Robert asked, "… You really slept with her?"
Lu Ke rolled his eyes. "She's a woman, after all."
Robert chuckled, "Heh heh." The expression on his face was extremely subtle.
When Robert arrived, the last group of gunmen couldn't hold on for much longer.
The gang had met a veteran sniper. Their ferocity was completely exposed, but their amateurishness was exposed.
Coupled with the cooperation of Chris's capable agents, the gunmen only lasted for less than ten minutes before they scattered and fled in groups of twos and threes.
At this time, another six gunmen had fallen under Robert's gun.
A panicked gunman wanted to pass through the messy house to avoid the pursuers, but after he opened a metal door, he was shocked to find a black muzzle less than two meters in front of him.
"F * ck …" Before he could finish his sentence, a gunshot rang out, and the unlucky guy was sent flying.
The shooter was a Latin American woman with a mature charm.
After blasting the intruder out, she didn't panic too much. Instead, she closed the door again and returned to the sofa where she was before. She placed the gun barrel on the back of the sofa and aimed it at the door.
Next to her, two little girls and a little boy were lying on the ground obediently. The older girl asked in a low voice, "Mom, when will Selina be back?"
The woman also replied in a very low voice, "Soon, I can hear her voice. But there are still bad people out there. Let's not go out and don't talk loudly. "
"Oh." The little girl didn't say anything.
In the end, only two of the gunmen managed to escape. The rest didn't even make it to dawn before they were caught or killed by the FBI in cooperation with the town's police.
The two gunmen who managed to escape didn't really get away.
This was a small town in Texas that was sparsely populated.
After leaving the town, there were no signs of human habitation for dozens of kilometers, only pastures and farms.
One of the gunmen ran into a ranch, intending to kill someone and steal a car.
In the end, the town's police department had already called the owners of the ranches and farms nearby, telling them to be careful and not to approach any strangers. It was very likely that some gang had sent a gunman to attack the town's police.
So, the gunman had just taken out his gun and was about to threaten an old man to find a car for him when someone next to him blew off his hand that was holding the gun.
Well, actually, the young man who had shot him had been aiming for his head, and had inexplicably hit his arm instead.
The other gunman fared better. He was found collapsed on a ranch at noon on the third day.
The guy hadn't eaten or drunk anything for two days, and had passed out due to the high temperature, lack of water, and lack of food.
The rancher who had found him didn't approach him. He simply called the police department.
An hour later, the police arrived. They handcuffed the unconscious guy and took him away.
At this point, all the gunmen sent by the Carlos Family for revenge were wiped out. Not a single one escaped.
Chris from the FBI, on the other hand, was both happy and depressed.
He was happy that the operation had been a success.
He was depressed that Hernández, an important figure in the Carlos Family, had been killed by Lu Ke.
Not only that, out of the fifty gunmen, less than ten were still alive.
Some of the wounded gunmen had died before they could be sent to the hospital. Three more had died after they were sent to the hospital.
This meant that the information he could obtain from the gunmen was much less.
This was especially true for the ten people who attacked Lu Ke and Selina. Not only was Hernández the leader, but the rest of them had also infiltrated the United States from Mexico. They were elite beasts under the direct command of the Carlos Family, so they should know more about the Carlos Family's situation than the other 40 people.
The other forty people were all members of the Greyhound Gang, so they would undoubtedly know less about the internal affairs of the Carlos Family.
But what could he do?
Together, Robert and Lu Ke had killed more than half of the Gunners.
How could Chris blame these two? Of course not.
They had already given more than half of the credit to the FBI. He couldn't let them risk their lives to keep them alive, right?
When Lu Ke got home, he only informed Robert. He wasn't in the mood to tidy up the living room, so he went upstairs to take a shower and lay on the mattress.
Only then did he have time to check the system.
Mission: Repel the Carlos Family's gunmen. Completed.
Total experience: 2,000. Total credit: 2,000.
Host's contribution rate: 42%. Experience gained: 840. Credit gained: 840.
Experience reached 900. Host leveled up to level 5.
Extra stat points: 3.
Lu Ke casually added a point to dexterity. Ignoring the vague feeling of discomfort, he fell asleep.
The next day, Chris left with mixed feelings. But before he left, he gave Lu Ke a contact number.
"In two years, if you want, you can apply to join the FBI. As long as you pass the test, I'll welcome you anytime," Chris said.
Lu Ke smiled and put away the business card. "Yes, if there's a chance."
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