Chapter 300: Try to Be Brilliant and Glorious, the Pastor's Last Thirty Seconds

This gunshot.

It instantly broke the current calm, and even made the police officers squatting outside the iron gate where the pastor was, kick the door hard.

Just like Lin Tian ordered before, as long as the sound of sniper rifles was heard.

No matter what, they must force the iron gate to be broken as soon as possible and try to arrest and control the pastor.

"Dong--"

The sound of kicking the iron gate hard was heard.

The iron gate made a sound, but it did not fall off directly.

It was obvious.

This rooftop iron gate was designed to be very solid, and there was no tofu shoddy construction. More importantly, the special police who had been hiding behind the iron gate were all cautious and did not dare to make any sound.

So they did not take the lead in any destructive operations on this rooftop iron gate.

As a result, the kick with all their strength did not cause the entire iron gate to fall.

This special situation.

It undoubtedly made the special police behind the door stunned. They did not expect the rooftop iron gate to be so hard, and immediately continued to kick it.

"Bang--"

A sniper rifle sound that was obviously more intense and more obvious than before rang out again.

Then.

In the micro-earphones of all the special police officers who were preparing to continue kicking the door, Su Ming's calm and unquestionable voice rang out at the same time.

"Don't rush to break the door."

"The pastor's left arm is currently injured, but he still has the ability to fight back. It's already this time, don't cause unnecessary casualties."

These words also rang in the ears of Lin Tian, ​​who was currently standing in the middle of Sanhe Square, causing him to frown immediately and ask hurriedly.

"Xiao Ming."

"What should we do now?"

"Since the pastor still has the ability to fight back, the brothers crouching behind the door can't just go in and arrest the pastor."

"Besides, now that the pastor is injured, will there be any other variables? Like committing suicide in advance out of fear of crime."

The voice fell.

Su Ming, who had just fired the first shot and hit the pastor's shoulder, kept his eyes fixed on the rooftop not far away, and said slowly with an expressionless face.

"No, Director Lin."

"The pastor now should not choose to commit suicide, at least when he fired the second shot, he would definitely not take this path."

"Because, if I'm not mistaken, the pastor should have seen me on the rooftop opposite."

"When his left shoulder was shot before, with his own experience and keenness, the pastor looked in my direction and should have seen me."

"So at this time, the pastor would definitely not think of committing suicide."

"Although his left arm is now unusable, for such an experienced sniper, even if only the right arm is left, he can still perform the next sniping well."

"As for the so-called pain caused by the injury, the impact on him is even more limited."

"As a mercenary who retired from the battlefield in the Middle East, his ability to endure pain is several times stronger than that of ordinary people."

Speaking of this.

Su Ming paused for two seconds, and then continued seriously.

"Director Lin."

"You don't need to be a bait in the middle of Sanhe Square anymore. Go directly to the iron gate of the rooftop where the pastor is, take enough rescue items, and prepare to arrest and control him."

"If I'm not mistaken, in order to prevent the blood loss from the wound on his left shoulder, he will become unconscious and make wrong judgments."

"Within three minutes, the pastor should try to fire a second shot. Of course, it is also possible that he can't even fire a second shot."

"So, when the next sniper rifle sounds, we must go and arrest and control him, and we must also strictly prevent him from committing suicide and leave as many people alive as possible."

After listening to Su Ming's words.

Lin Tian exhaled heavily, then looked up at the high-rise building where Su Ming was, clenched his fists and was somewhat worried.

In Lin Tian's opinion.

Previously, the reason why Su Ming was able to hit accurately was not only because of his own strong skills, but also because of his unintentional calculations.

But now, the pastor has been warned and has seen Su Ming on the rooftop opposite.

You know, even if one hand is unable to move, this experienced old mercenary is full of threats even if he only uses one hand to snipe.

Putting down these useless worries, Lin Tian took a deep breath and ran quickly towards the high-rise building where the pastor was ambushing.

......

At this moment.

On this rooftop with an excellent location.

The pastor held the heavy sniper rifle tightly in his right hand, and the muzzle was still facing the sky, with smoke rising from it.

After seeing that there was no more banging sound from the iron door.

The pastor's originally nervous expression finally relaxed a little.

But the next second.

The pain from his shoulder made the pastor frown subconsciously, and then tried to raise his arm.

But he found that...he couldn't raise it at all. The bullet of the sniper rifle directly caused a penetrating wound, causing blood to flow continuously.

Silence for two seconds.

The pastor took a puff of the cigar, trying to use nicotine to numb himself, and recalled the previous brief confrontation.

The moment he was hit by the bullet.

In the last corner of his eye, he happened to catch a glimpse of Su Ming's figure, and the fact that he could hit him so accurately and quickly undoubtedly made the pastor more certain.

The importance is only second to the ghost.

K's second target for cleanup, Su Ming, is currently hiding on a rooftop not far away.

And the bullet that just pierced his shoulder was fired by the sniper rifle in Su Ming's hand.

He took several deep puffs of cigarettes.

He still couldn't suppress the pain of the shoulder wound, which made him unable to enter the best sniper state, and the blood was still flowing rapidly. He was afraid that he would fall into shock and coma in a few minutes.

Such an urgent situation, even in the war-torn areas of the Middle East, the pastor had never experienced it.

He exhaled another puff of smoke.

The pastor used his still movable right hand to take out a sniper bullet from his pocket with one hand, skillfully opened it, and poured all the gunpowder inside next to the shoulder wound.

Then, he took off the cigar in his mouth and pressed it on the gunpowder next to the wound.

"Puff--"

The gunpowder immediately burst into flames, and the skin around the wound contracted due to burning.

The pastor gritted his teeth and made a series of gurgling sounds, but he didn't let himself scream.

The most important thing is...

Through such emergency treatment, it can be clearly seen that the blood flow of this somewhat hideous wound has slowed down a lot.

The treatment is over.

The pastor recalled the scene again and confirmed that he had just emerged from the bunker not long ago, and even had no time to aim at Lin Tian, ​​and his left shoulder had been shot.

This is undoubtedly that there is a fatal flaw and omission in his position, which caused Su Ming to determine the position in advance.

Otherwise.

It is impossible that the left shoulder was hit when he didn't even aim at Lin Tian.

Thinking for a few seconds.

The pastor suddenly thought of something and looked at the cigar in his hand in a daze.

In the battlefield in the Middle East, all kinds of smoke, dust and cannon fodder filled the sky, and no one would notice whether there was smoke rising from a certain place.

But the rooftop is different now.

In the eyes of Su Ming, who can no longer use common sense to infer, the smoke rising from the rooftop just now may have pointed out his location long ago.

Thinking of this.

The priest threw the cigar in his hand aside without hesitation, trying not to expose his current position.

Then.

The priest took out a special cigar from the interlayer of his clothes, which had been obviously disassembled and stuffed with a liquid capsule, and put it in his mouth and bit it gently, not daring to use too much force.

Then he took a deep breath.

The priest used his right shoulder to support the butt of the heavy sniper rifle, and put his right index finger on the trigger, and also exerted a little force.

Always keep the trigger pressed down, and it can be fired with a little force.

Be prepared for all this.

The priest suddenly bit off the cigar in his mouth with his back teeth, and the capsule inside exploded instantly.

A liquid with the taste of bitter almonds instantly filled the priest's mouth, and made his brain calmer than ever before.

After swallowing this smelly liquid, the priest's eyes suddenly became sharp, which was a more cruel and cold look than when he was a mercenary.

This was also his...last thirty seconds...