Absolute Honor

Newman hadn't recovered yet, the pier 2 was already filled with smoke.

These BOPE team members all had tear gas guns in their hands, and they seemed to be free of money. They madly fired into the dock 2 grounds, not knowing whether they were smoke bombs or tear gas bombs.

"You are..." Newman was a little slapped, he didn't understand what Linde was going to do.

"Since they have anti-tank weapons, I will use tear gas and smoke grenades to make them overwhelmed." Linde seemed confident.

Four BOPE members on the roof of the TUP car fired dozens of tear gas grenades into Pier 2 before they stopped.

Now, looking from the periphery, the situation in the field is no longer clear, and the uniformed patrolmen surrounding the pier can look around, except for smoke or smoke.

Suddenly, Newman asked that there was a pungent smell in the air, as if countless needles were pierced in the trachea, his eyes felt hot and painful, his throat seemed to be sprinkled with a pungent pepper, and he coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough--"

He coughed, tears streaming down his eyes.

"Major, ask your people to move away. Now there is a lot of tear gas, which makes people feel uncomfortable." Lieutenant Linde said with an apologetic expression as he took out the gas mask from his carrying bag and put it on.

"Of course, if you also wear gas masks, you'd better wear them."

Newman wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything, so he coughed violently with one mouth.

Damn it!

These **** skulls, they always do things so maverick, they don't have any sense of cooperation at all.

However, Newman is also used to the BOPE style of acting. In the eyes of these special police assault company members, ordinary policemen are simply fishy and can't do anything well.

Gas mask?

Which ordinary patrol police would put this kind of thing on the car?

He ran back quickly, got back into his car and closed the door, then took a sip of the mineral water, and finally felt more comfortable.

Picking up the radio walkie-talkie, he began to give orders to expand the encirclement.

"Attention, all units. BOPE is now preparing to attack. They have deployed a large number of tear gas and smoke bombs and evacuated them immediately to avoid accidental injury."

After he finished speaking, he waved to the driver: "Let's step back a bit, shit, these **** just don't understand how the word "cooperation" is written!"

The police surrounding Pier 2 began to retreat one after another, and the formation seemed a bit chaotic. Due to the wind on the pier, although it was not strong, a large amount of tear gas was still blowing with the gentle wind everywhere, and many unlucky police officers were smoked. Have to be as embarrassed as a dog.

On the ground, the policemen who had surrounded Pier 2 with books and water began to retreat one after another. In the sky, on the helicopter of the Air Service Team of the Police Department, the sergeant police officer could not help but curiously "Huh" looking at the underground situation. Screamed.

"What happened below?"

"What happened?" a colleague in the cabin asked him, "How do I see a cloud of smoke below?"

"It seems to be." The sergeant shook his head and said without knowing it: "It's a big smoke, who is setting the smoke bomb?"

Newman's retreat order came from the headset. Everyone seemed to understand. Now it is BOPE taking over. It seems that they have lost their patience. The special police are planning to attack Pier 2.

Not far from the helicopter, the BOPE aerial helicopter was still hovering.

The sergeant raised his head and saw that the opposite BOPE team with live ammunition was fixing their sniper rifle on a rope. It seemed that they were indeed planning to double the air and ground to attack Pier 2.

The sergeant raised his right hand and gave a thumbs up to the BOPE team members in the helicopter opposite, wishing them all the best.

But just as he raised his thumb, he saw a scene that shocked his chin-the BOPE team on the opposite side set up a sniper rifle, but the muzzle seemed to point toward him.

"Huh?" The sergeant made a surprised voice again.

"What's wrong?" His colleague didn't understand why his partner was always making a fuss today.

"Have you seen the plane on the opposite side?"

"What's the opposite plane?" The colleague questioned.

"I'm talking about BOPE's helicopter." She said.

The colleague stretched his head from the sergeant's side and looked across.

In the opposite BOPE helicopter, a SWAT team wearing a counter-terrorist suit was holding a sniper rifle, and the muzzle of the gun seemed to be aimed here.

The policeman rubbed his eyes and adjusted his night vision.

He wondered if there was something wrong with his night vision device.

After resetting the night vision device, the image is much clearer.

At this moment, the sniper rifle on the opposite side spit out a cluster of flames.

Then, the sergeant and his colleagues heard the sound of glass cracking.

Something wet was splashed on their faces, and the two of them subconsciously wiped their faces.

There was some liquid on the tactical gloves.

The sergeant pushed the night vision goggles up and stared at his gloves.

Even in the air currents high in the sky, he could still ask a trace of fishy smell.

Blood.

is blood!

In the opposite BOPE helicopter, the gun in the sniper's hand spit out fire again.

There was another piercing crack.

This time, the plane began to shake violently, and then it lost control like a broken kite~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and it began to fall rapidly.

"Oh my God!" The sergeant grabbed the safety rope and screamed desperately: "They are shooting at us!"

Turning his head, he found out whose blood was sticking to his gloves just now.

The pilot was lying on his seat lifelessly with his head tilted. Within a distance of less than two hundred meters, a sniper rifle from the opposite side easily penetrated this small ordinary police helicopter without armor. The glass directly exploded the pilot's head.

"We're going to crash! Call the headquarters, I'm Skyrider One, we're going to crash someone..."

He suddenly realized that he was wrong. It was not someone, but BOPE. It was BOPE who shot himself.

Damn it!

He wanted to correct his report, but found that it was too late.

Since it was originally only in charge of air surveillance missions, this police helicopter did not fly very high at all. It was only a few hundred meters from the ground, and the out-of-control helicopter fell to the ground like a stone.

The sergeant found in horror that he was smashing onto the top of a part of the police car in the police encirclement.

"Get out! Get out!"

He screamed in horror, but suddenly realized that he had made a fatal mistake again in the panic.

Without opening the communication channel, even if he broke his voice in the air, no one would hear him.

On the ground, someone finally found an Air Service helicopter that was falling rapidly in the sky.

The police began to flee in a panic. No one would watch a helicopter hit his head and still remain calm.

In the distance, Major Newman jumped out of the car and watched the falling helicopter hit the concentrated area under his face. He couldn't help covering his mouth and let out a desperate growl: "Oh! God!" 8) For more wonderful novels, welcome to visit everyone's reading academy