The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 60 -
60: Chapter 60
60 -60
Who dares to stand in my way!
The unflappable Ye Tian didn’t realize that there was another knowledgeable police officer by his side.
All he wanted to do right now was to quickly take out the remaining three people.
The raising gun barrels would inevitably point in his direction soon.
The remaining people weren’t fools who’d just stand there and let Ye Tian blow their heads off or shatter their bodies with his shots.
After taking down the second person, the remaining two focused all their fire on Ye Tian.
To say that bullets were flying everywhere like rain was no exaggeration.
Standing in place and having fired two shots, Ye Tian knew he was injured, but he couldn’t move anymore, and the current situation didn’t allow for any movement either.
If he didn’t take out these two soon, this last strategic point would be completely lost.
At that time, there would be nothing else he could do.
“Bang!” Another shot, and one of the two streams of fire was extinguished.
However, the previously scattered bullets were now more concentrated.
Mud and stone splinters from the shattered walls pelted his face.
Ye Tian’s own face was about to be disfigured by the projectiles of worldly society.
It’s in the midst of bullets and gunshots that a hero’s true colors shine.
Ye Tian didn’t want to be a hero.
Right there and then, all he was doing was sobbing and begging God for protection.
Lamb and Terminator were ultimately just characters in movies.
In reality, they’d have been shot full of holes long ago.
“Pig Hu, stop fucking hiding there, hurry up and change the sandbags!
Song Qian, hold me, I can’t take much more!”
After three shots, Ye Tian’s shoulder had reached its limit.
If this continued, his arm would become useless.
Song Qian was the first to run over, tightly holding Ye Tian from behind, while Pig Hu also placed the remaining half-bag of cement onto his shoulder.
Ye Tian could finally imagine the feeling of the stray dogs when, as a child, he threw bricks and dishes at them.
Although not many chunks of earth hit the dogs, the scattering mud and stones still caused them a great deal of fright and panic.
Now, Ye Tian felt just like those dogs, chased and shot at by 7.65mm caliber machine gun bullets, with countless fragments of wall plaster and mud flying around, greatly obstructing his vision.
Suddenly, the debris vanished, and a figure stood beside him.
It was Pig Hu.
Ye Tian didn’t have time to feel grateful; he seized the brief one-second opportunity and pulled the trigger, but the last bullet didn’t hit the person; instead, it struck an ammunition box next to him.
The belt of bullets was ignited instantly, and a dense web of fire covered the entire rooftop.
The reserve gunmen who had gone up previously were pierced through instantly, with bowl-sized bloody holes gushing with blood.
Ye Tian didn’t even have time to look at the situation on the rooftop.
He immediately lay down, observing the situation inside the building with a telescopic lens while fitting the sniper rifle onto its mount with a screwdriver and pliers.
He also wondered why the army hadn’t charged in yet at this point.
Could they really be held back by a few AK47s?
Although it took only a minute to take out the heavy machine gun on the roof, it could provoke the criminals below.
After Ye Tian reassembled the gun, he still saw the last thing he wanted to see—a row of hostages kneeled on the balcony, with a heavy machine gun behind them.
How ruthless!
With that burst of gunfire, considering the close distance, the bodies would likely be torn apart in the air!
“Ye, look!
On the big screen, is that you they’re talking about?”
“From so far away, you can hear?”
“I can read lips.
I’ll translate for you…
is that so?
Alright then, I’ll play along.
There are ten people here, so I’m going to count down from ten.
If the number I say is between one and ten, one person dies.
Of course, if I say, like, fifteen, then it’s fine, we’ll continue.
I want to see how many you can save.
Are you ready?”
Pig Hu even imitated the tone to perfection.
Ye Tian wished he could rush over and kick him a few times.
“What a bastard!”
“Thanks for the praise.
Indeed, I am a bastard.
Now it’s a game between a hero and a bastard.
Come on, hero, come eliminate the bastard.”
The original voice coming from the walkie-talkie on the ground was androgynous and nauseating.
“No, I have to go back now…”
“Come back!” Ye Tian stopped Song Qian and said, “You have to be the hero now.”
Song Qian, seeing Ye Tian’s face smeared with bloodstains, panicked.
She didn’t understand what Ye Tian meant by “You have to be the hero.”
“The reason the military hasn’t shown up yet, I suspect, is because there are some foreign friends inside.
And as the only viable sniping point, this place will definitely become the final battleground.
I’ve stayed here long enough; I don’t want to stand out.
There are people I need to save in that building.
Since the army and the Armed Police can’t make their move, I’ll have to be the scapegoat.”
“Bang!” A gunshot rang out.
Song Qian’s ears were shocked by the blast before she could stuff them with cotton.
“Done,” throwing the cement bag on the ground, Ye Tian got up. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
While gathering the parts, he rambled to Song Qian, “You know where these weapons came from.
I’ll explain a bit about the guns to you.
The barrel is taken from a former Soviet BYB 14.6mm anti-aircraft gun, and the bullets are the original ones from the bullet boxes.
Also, this mount was taken from a tank and machined on a lathe.
Hey, don’t involve those old soldiers, it’s not good to tarnish their later years.
Those monitors are from a military store; quality is okay, but this Soviet-made scope doesn’t have a mature electronic control system and the image is blurry, so it’s better not to use it.
And these wires, I got them from a Liberation truck in the warehouse, too old now, luckily I didn’t use them or it might’ve burned out the battery.
Even the bullets’ primers are replaced with black powder from mortar shells, the swallowtail card slot was also measured out on a lathe…”
Ye Tian went on, while Song Qian was sweating and nodding, trying her best to remember those unfamiliar terms, but… it was really hard.
“Got all that?” He packed the scattered things into Pig Hu’s backpack and casually took the Type 64 pistol from Song Qian’s waist.
Seeing that Song Qian didn’t answer, Ye Tian didn’t press her, “You don’t need to remember everything, I was just worried it would be tough for you to write the report later.
Anyway, they won’t understand, just write something close to what I said.
I guess after this incident, you could get your detective team job back, I owe you, and I will repay it.
Pig Hu, let’s go!
What are you looking at!”