Chapter 2

There was no light on in the warehouse. It was so dim that I couldn't see anything clearly. I had to rely on the dim moonlight from the window to distinguish the direction.

"Team Li, where are they now?" Leaning on the side of a large square stone pillar, Zhao Fulin asked in a low voice.

Another police officer who followed her said in a low voice: "report, team Li, they are squatting at two o'clock in front of the warehouse, ready to support at any time."

Zhao Fulin nodded, clenched the gun in his hand, glanced at the motionless warehouse, frowned, and immediately said: "divide into two teams, one team with me to this side, the other team with Muchen to that side, encircle the past, pay attention not to scare the snake."

After listening to Zhao Fulin's words, a dozen people spontaneously divided into two teams, followed by Zhao Fulin and surrounded them from two different directions towards the vans that had just entered the warehouse.

Neatly into the car, but found that these cars are not only the driver's seat empty, even the back of the car is empty.

Zhao Yulin frowned. She had a bad premonition. She didn't have time to think about it. The intuition she developed in the face of danger all the year round made her react immediately and roll to the side on the spot.

At the same time, a few bullets into the car seat of the muffled sound mixed with a few companions shot scream reverberated in the warehouse.

Zhao Fulin turned her head and looked at the seat she had just squatted. The two misty white smoke still had no time to dissipate. It's not hard to imagine what would happen if she just reacted a little slower.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fulin's face suddenly sank down, clenched her teeth and said, "Damn it, I'm in the trap." The car is empty, the warehouse is so dark, and there are snipers in ambush. At first glance, she was prepared. This time, she really fell into someone else's trap.

The sound of the bullet still reverberated in her ears. Zhao Yulin tried to listen to the direction of the bullet, and fired several shots into the dark corners under the cover of the car. Unexpectedly, she heard the sound of the dull hum falling to the ground.

After hitting several people in succession, Zhao furin retracted under the car, neatly changed into a bullet clip, and slowly moved to a nearby black figure who was also shooting at the corner.

"Sister Lin, are you ok?" Mu Chen see Zhao Fu Lin face a joy, holding a gun concern asked.

"I'm fine. How are you? What about the others? "

"I'm fine, too. A few people have been... And a few have been injured."

Zhao Fulin's face is slightly heavy: "hold on for a while, the second team will come right away when they hear the gunshot."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhao Fulin said this, Mu Chen broke down and said with a bitter smile: "elder sister Lin, although the words are like this, but..."

Zhao Fulin was stunned and looked in the direction of Mu Chen, only to find that there were empty bullet boxes scattered under his feet, and the one in his hand had been finished just one second before.

Zhao Fulin takes a look at Mu Chen, her eyes flash slightly, and suddenly takes out the remaining two loaded bullet boxes from her waist and puts them into Mu Chen's arms.

Mu Chen was startled. He opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Fulin in disbelief: "sister Lin, you..."

"Cut the crap and take it. I have my own way. Don't die." Zhao Fulin impatiently interrupted him, and then quickly ran out to the edge of the gap, eyes slightly Lin, toward the dark corner after a few shots, the body on the spot a roll, to avoid the head-on shot, and then legs suddenly kick, find a chance to the nearest dark corner rushed past.