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Michelle heard that the police were coming, thinking that things were getting worse.
"Don't fight the police. Get out of there."
"Can you kill the police?" Asked the man.
Michelle said without hesitation, "yes."
In the hall on the first floor, more than a dozen policemen came in with explosion-proof shields. They suffered a lot in the confrontation.
The good thing is that the four shooters were separated, two behind the consulting counter and two hiding behind the pillars in the hall.
One of the shooters said, "Captain Michelle, let's get out of here. Brooke, you can get your attention. They didn't find my position. This angle can shoot the police behind the blast shield!"
"When I shoot, you jump out and run. Let's move in two directions and go upstairs. "
"OK, George." Brooke, hiding behind the counter, nodded and suddenly threw a flare.
"SA!" Wutton, meanwhile, fired in Brooke's direction.
And the police, smart enough to throw two blasters behind the counter.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, George suddenly moved out from behind the post and raised his gun to shoot.
He had a good shot and was confident of killing four policemen holding shields.
At that time, the police must be in chaos and scattered to find shelter, and he and Brooke and others can take the opportunity to go upstairs.
However, he thought well, but at the same time when he came out from behind the pillar
In the stairwell on the first floor of the hospital, a voice suddenly sounded.
"George It's tender, it's still crying.
George's face changed so much that his hand shook.
"Brother Don't come out! " He growled instinctively at the stairwell.
Six years ago, he was still a gangster in Argentina, where the slums are full of drugs and gunfire.
All people have only one idea, and that is to get rid of poverty.
Crime there is like a common occurrence, and for money, he joined gangs and practiced his gun skills.
He was cruel and ruthless and killed countless people. He soon became the strongest gunner in the gang and made a lot of money. His family got rid of poverty as a result.
Keren is like this. He will never be satisfied. He wants more, which eventually leads to a full-scale fight between the two gangs.
Compared with his violent, his younger brother is a clever and clever child. He is about to go to university in America, but he is involved in the gang war because of himself.
He let his brother hide in the money box, while he killed himself.
However, when he heard that he was hurt, the fool ran out and cried his name in tears.
Finally, the younger brother was shot in the neck by the enemy, and the blood dyed the box full of money.
In that gun battle, he killed the enemy's 27 shooters like a devil, and also killed the enemy's boss.
He didn't get any more because the police came and they didn't allow any more power in the slums.
In the end, he got nothing, lost his money, lost his brother, lost his gang, lost everything.
Alone, he fled to Africa and became a vagrant mercenary until he became a vassal of the Illuminati.
He thought he would forget his brother, but he did not expect that when he heard the familiar cry, he still instinctively called out the sentence: "don't come out!"
"Bang bang bang!" The police were slow, but George was more slow.
It wasn't six years ago, it wasn't in Argentina. Although his brother's tone and accent were exactly the same, he was dead.
Why, the voice of my brother came from the stairwell?
His instinctive response, and the hesitation in his heart, made his gun no longer accurate.
The bullet crossed the top of the policeman's head and was off the mark. Because George's eyes are looking at the stairwell.
Even though he had been through many battles, he was not as good as an ordinary man for a moment.
The police responded slowly, letting more than a dozen bullets pour on him.
"Putong..." George was killed on the spot and fell to his knees in a pool of blood.
Until he died, his eyes were still on the stairwell, and he didn't know what he was looking forward to.
In fact, he realized that this was the enemy's trick.
But he was still looking forward to the miracle. Maybe his brother suddenly came from the stairwell Come out?
At the moment of the disappearance of consciousness, he really saw his brother, holding his hand in the dark, walking towards a beam of light.
……
"What's the matter? George is dead
George's death led to the embarrassment of the other three gunners.
Brooke and another shooter took the opportunity to rush out of the bunker. Instead of killing one of George's policemen, he was killed?
Who called George's name just now?
In George's experience, how could he look at the source of the sound in such an emergency?"Fool? When you are called upon to do so? "
The other three teammates are mad, but this is not the time to pursue this.
Brooke and another teammate, Bo Lu, were under police gunfire, and a teammate, who was hiding behind a pillar next to George, had also been exposed.
After all, no one thought that George himself, as the most critical part of the plan, delivered the shot at the same time.
"Bang bang bang!" At the same time, the police watched as two armed bandits rushed out of the bunker and immediately turned the gun to shoot.
Brooke and his teammates one after another, the ear hears the gunshot in the back, Brooke body instinctively shrinks.
He took an angle and let his teammates block the bullet behind him.
His teammate was killed on the spot, and Brooke got behind another post.
"Brooke, we're the only two left. They know where we are. Be careful of the bomb."
Brooke recalled the glance he had just glanced at and said, "Sixteen policemen, four at ten o'clock, six at twelve o'clock, and the sheriff is there. There are also six in the direction of fifteen o'clock. They are on your side... "
"We'll do it at the same time. If you can hold them off for a second, I'll kill the sheriff! Then they will retreat for a while! "
Hearing Brooke's words, the teammates understood.
If the police chief of the other party is killed, the police will certainly be flustered and will not run away. Some of them will withdraw and some of them will look for shelter and suspend fire suppression.
Where can we use it as a shelter? The mercenaries are clear. Once the police stop suppressing and hide behind the shelter, it will be their turn.
He pulled out his saber, jumped high behind the pillar, and stabbed into the post, which was more than two meters away from the ground. He took advantage of his strength to climb and jump.
Actually another knife stabbed at the height of 2.7 meters, so it was suspended in the air, and his body stepped on the column wall to jump out.
In the leap out at the same time, two shock bombs were thrown behind the pillar, but this has not exploded him.
The man leaped in depth and was in a high position. When the police saw him again and lifted the muzzle of the gun, he was already on the ground. He rolled for two and a half weeks in a row and got behind the counter on the other side.
He did his job perfectly and gave Brooke an opportunity.
"Bang bang bang!"
The policeman's attention was drawn by him. The bullet chased the man, but missed a single shot.
However, Brooke did not blow the sheriff's head as promised.
"Brooke The teammate was trapped behind the counter and roared. Seeing several grenades thrown in by the police, he had to stand up and shoot. As a result, he was shot as soon as he emerged.
Brooke came to his senses when he heard his teammate die.
Because when he killed according to the plan, the gun would lock the police officer's head instantly.
Outside the hospital gate, it seems to be from the second floor, or higher place, floating down a balloon.
When he flashed and raised his gun, he just saw a white balloon in the air outside the hospital. On the balloon, he drew a smiling face with a black ink pen. The hair of the smiling face was bald in the middle.
At that moment, he instinctively pointed the gun at the balloon, not at the police chief's head.
"Bang!" With a precise shot, he exploded the balloon.
This made Brooke smile from the bottom of his heart, and then couldn't help thinking of his childhood, and his face was stiff.
this balloon is as like as two peas, because he has painted almost identical smiling faces.
He was only nine years old that year. His father taught him to play with guns. Of course, he only used air guns and used balloons as targets.
His father was an excellent special forces soldier, often out training or on duty.
Brooke's most expected thing every time is that his father comes back from vacation. At that time, his father always brings the latest model gun and tells many exciting and interesting fighting stories, which imperceptibly cultivates his independent thinking and simple military accomplishment.
His awareness of fighting was the foundation that began to be laid at that time.
Sometimes he was very angry when he didn't go home for a long time. He drew his father's face on the balloon and practiced with it.
But when his father came back, he would immediately be happy like a fool. His father disliked his ugly painting, took up his pen and added a few strokes on it. He directly changed the face on the balloon into a laugh.
Even, I changed the handsome blonde hair to bald.
He laughs like a fool, but still angry.
The father said, "if one day, you can burst this balloon in front of my face, 30 meters away, I will not go to work again."
At his age, it was very difficult to blow up a balloon that swayed with the wind 30 meters away, using an air gun with low precision.
Brooke has worked hard for this commitment for five years.
Nine to fourteen years old is the happiest time of his life.
Because he has lived a full life. He has hope every day and has something to look forward to every day.After five years, he often hit the balloon, but when his father came back, he could not burst the balloon in front of him.
Because my father always chooses to throw it out when the wind is strongest.
He knew that his father meant it, but Brooke didn't admit defeat. He had to practice it. He could blow up any time he threw out the balloon!
In the end, Brooke succeeded. At the age of 14, he had nearly 100 hits within 30 meters.
But father can't accompany him any more, and he will not go to work again, because he died in a mission.
His father wanted him to be a soldier and serve the country, and Brooke had worked hard for it.
But when his father died, he was lost. He seemed to forget who he should shoot for.
He has strong body and military quality. He is like a bully in school. He has done fighting and robbing. He began to indulge in marijuana and women.
Therefore, he failed to enter the military academy successfully, instead, he began to mix gangs.
The second uncle who adopted him also began to dislike himself, beat and scold him, and he became more and more rebellious.
Until one day, I got a real gun and killed my father's brother.
Today, Brooke is a mercenary.
He had forgotten all the people in the ordinary people's life, and he was almost forgetting what his father looked like.
However, he still remembered the white balloon and his father's bald smile on it.
He never missed his shooting training.
"The wind is nine centimeters, the balloon is shaking, shooting, shooting."
Brooke's action seems to have cost.
When he realized that he was not at home, the police responded and shot him.
"Poof!"
Brooke fell in a pool of blood, and the last picture in his heart was still the balloon.
……
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Michelle heard that the police were coming, thinking that things were getting worse.
"Don't fight the police. Get out of there."
"Can you kill the police?" Asked the man.
Michelle said without hesitation, "yes."
In the hall on the first floor, more than a dozen policemen came in with explosion-proof shields. They suffered a lot in the confrontation.
The good thing is that the four shooters were separated, two behind the consulting counter and two hiding behind the pillars in the hall.
One of the shooters said, "Captain Michelle, let's get out of here. Brooke, you can get your attention. They didn't find my position. This angle can shoot the police behind the blast shield!"
"When I shoot, you jump out and run. Let's move in two directions and go upstairs. "
"OK, George." Brooke, hiding behind the counter, nodded and suddenly threw a flare.
"SA!" Wutton, meanwhile, fired in Brooke's direction.
And the police, smart enough to throw two blasters behind the counter.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, George suddenly moved out from behind the post and raised his gun to shoot.
He had a good shot and was confident of killing four policemen holding shields.
At that time, the police must be in chaos and scattered to find shelter, and he and Brooke and others can take the opportunity to go upstairs.
However, he thought well, but at the same time when he came out from behind the pillar
In the stairwell on the first floor of the hospital, a voice suddenly sounded.
"George It's tender, it's still crying.
George's face changed so much that his hand shook.
"Brother Don't come out! " He growled instinctively at the stairwell.
Six years ago, he was still a gangster in Argentina, where the slums are full of drugs and gunfire.
All people have only one idea, and that is to get rid of poverty.
Crime there is like a common occurrence, and for money, he joined gangs and practiced his gun skills.
He was cruel and ruthless and killed countless people. He soon became the strongest gunner in the gang and made a lot of money. His family got rid of poverty as a result.
Keren is like this. He will never be satisfied. He wants more, which eventually leads to a full-scale fight between the two gangs.
Compared with his violent, his younger brother is a clever and clever child. He is about to go to university in America, but he is involved in the gang war because of himself.
He let his brother hide in the money box, while he killed himself.
However, when he heard that he was hurt, the fool ran out and cried his name in tears.
Finally, the younger brother was shot in the neck by the enemy, and the blood dyed the box full of money.
In that gun battle, he killed the enemy's 27 shooters like a devil, and also killed the enemy's boss.
He didn't get any more because the police came and they didn't allow any more power in the slums.
In the end, he got nothing, lost his money, lost his brother, lost his gang, lost everything.
Alone, he fled to Africa and became a vagrant mercenary until he became a vassal of the Illuminati.
He thought he would forget his brother, but he did not expect that when he heard the familiar cry, he still instinctively called out the sentence: "don't come out!"
"Bang bang bang!" The police were slow, but George was more slow.
It wasn't six years ago, it wasn't in Argentina. Although his brother's tone and accent were exactly the same, he was dead.
Why, the voice of my brother came from the stairwell?
His instinctive response, and the hesitation in his heart, made his gun no longer accurate.
The bullet crossed the top of the policeman's head and was off the mark. Because George's eyes are looking at the stairwell.
Even though he had been through many battles, he was not as good as an ordinary man for a moment.
The police responded slowly, letting more than a dozen bullets pour on him.
"Putong..." George was killed on the spot and fell to his knees in a pool of blood.
Until he died, his eyes were still on the stairwell, and he didn't know what he was looking forward to.
In fact, he realized that this was the enemy's trick.
But he was still looking forward to the miracle. Maybe his brother suddenly came from the stairwell Come out?
At the moment of the disappearance of consciousness, he really saw his brother, holding his hand in the dark, walking towards a beam of light.
……
"What's the matter? George is dead
George's death led to the embarrassment of the other three gunners.
Brooke and another shooter took the opportunity to rush out of the bunker. Instead of killing one of George's policemen, he was killed?
Who called George's name just now?
In George's experience, how could he look at the source of the sound in such an emergency?"Fool? When you are called upon to do so? "
The other three teammates are mad, but this is not the time to pursue this.
Brooke and another teammate, Bo Lu, were under police gunfire, and a teammate, who was hiding behind a pillar next to George, had also been exposed.
After all, no one thought that George himself, as the most critical part of the plan, delivered the shot at the same time.
"Bang bang bang!" At the same time, the police watched as two armed bandits rushed out of the bunker and immediately turned the gun to shoot.
Brooke and his teammates one after another, the ear hears the gunshot in the back, Brooke body instinctively shrinks.
He took an angle and let his teammates block the bullet behind him.
His teammate was killed on the spot, and Brooke got behind another post.
"Brooke, we're the only two left. They know where we are. Be careful of the bomb."
Brooke recalled the glance he had just glanced at and said, "Sixteen policemen, four at ten o'clock, six at twelve o'clock, and the sheriff is there. There are also six in the direction of fifteen o'clock. They are on your side... "
"We'll do it at the same time. If you can hold them off for a second, I'll kill the sheriff! Then they will retreat for a while! "
Hearing Brooke's words, the teammates understood.
If the police chief of the other party is killed, the police will certainly be flustered and will not run away. Some of them will withdraw and some of them will look for shelter and suspend fire suppression.
Where can we use it as a shelter? The mercenaries are clear. Once the police stop suppressing and hide behind the shelter, it will be their turn.
He pulled out his saber, jumped high behind the pillar, and stabbed into the post, which was more than two meters away from the ground. He took advantage of his strength to climb and jump.
Actually another knife stabbed at the height of 2.7 meters, so it was suspended in the air, and his body stepped on the column wall to jump out.
In the leap out at the same time, two shock bombs were thrown behind the pillar, but this has not exploded him.
The man leaped in depth and was in a high position. When the police saw him again and lifted the muzzle of the gun, he was already on the ground. He rolled for two and a half weeks in a row and got behind the counter on the other side.
He did his job perfectly and gave Brooke an opportunity.
"Bang bang bang!"
The policeman's attention was drawn by him. The bullet chased the man, but missed a single shot.
However, Brooke did not blow the sheriff's head as promised.
"Brooke The teammate was trapped behind the counter and roared. Seeing several grenades thrown in by the police, he had to stand up and shoot. As a result, he was shot as soon as he emerged.
Brooke came to his senses when he heard his teammate die.
Because when he killed according to the plan, the gun would lock the police officer's head instantly.
Outside the hospital gate, it seems to be from the second floor, or higher place, floating down a balloon.
When he flashed and raised his gun, he just saw a white balloon in the air outside the hospital. On the balloon, he drew a smiling face with a black ink pen. The hair of the smiling face was bald in the middle.
At that moment, he instinctively pointed the gun at the balloon, not at the police chief's head.
"Bang!" With a precise shot, he exploded the balloon.
This made Brooke smile from the bottom of his heart, and then couldn't help thinking of his childhood, and his face was stiff.
this balloon is as like as two peas, because he has painted almost identical smiling faces.
He was only nine years old that year. His father taught him to play with guns. Of course, he only used air guns and used balloons as targets.
His father was an excellent special forces soldier, often out training or on duty.
Brooke's most expected thing every time is that his father comes back from vacation. At that time, his father always brings the latest model gun and tells many exciting and interesting fighting stories, which imperceptibly cultivates his independent thinking and simple military accomplishment.
His awareness of fighting was the foundation that began to be laid at that time.
Sometimes he was very angry when he didn't go home for a long time. He drew his father's face on the balloon and practiced with it.
But when his father came back, he would immediately be happy like a fool. His father disliked his ugly painting, took up his pen and added a few strokes on it. He directly changed the face on the balloon into a laugh.
Even, I changed the handsome blonde hair to bald.
He laughs like a fool, but still angry.
The father said, "if one day, you can burst this balloon in front of my face, 30 meters away, I will not go to work again."
At his age, it was very difficult to blow up a balloon that swayed with the wind 30 meters away, using an air gun with low precision.
Brooke has worked hard for this commitment for five years.
Nine to fourteen years old is the happiest time of his life.
Because he has lived a full life. He has hope every day and has something to look forward to every day.After five years, he often hit the balloon, but when his father came back, he could not burst the balloon in front of him.
Because my father always chooses to throw it out when the wind is strongest.
He knew that his father meant it, but Brooke didn't admit defeat. He had to practice it. He could blow up any time he threw out the balloon!
In the end, Brooke succeeded. At the age of 14, he had nearly 100 hits within 30 meters.
But father can't accompany him any more, and he will not go to work again, because he died in a mission.
His father wanted him to be a soldier and serve the country, and Brooke had worked hard for it.
But when his father died, he was lost. He seemed to forget who he should shoot for.
He has strong body and military quality. He is like a bully in school. He has done fighting and robbing. He began to indulge in marijuana and women.
Therefore, he failed to enter the military academy successfully, instead, he began to mix gangs.
The second uncle who adopted him also began to dislike himself, beat and scold him, and he became more and more rebellious.
Until one day, I got a real gun and killed my father's brother.
Today, Brooke is a mercenary.
He had forgotten all the people in the ordinary people's life, and he was almost forgetting what his father looked like.
However, he still remembered the white balloon and his father's bald smile on it.
He never missed his shooting training.
"The wind is nine centimeters, the balloon is shaking, shooting, shooting."
Brooke's action seems to have cost.
When he realized that he was not at home, the police responded and shot him.
"Poof!"
Brooke fell in a pool of blood, and the last picture in his heart was still the balloon.
……
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Michelle heard that the police were coming, thinking that things were getting worse. "Don't fight the police. Get out of there." "Can you kill the police?" Asked the man. Michelle said without hesitation, "yes." In the hall on the first floor, more than a dozen policemen came in with explosion-proof shields. They suffered a lot in the confrontation. The good thing is that the four shooters were separated, two behind the consulting counter and two hiding behind the pillars in the hall. One of the shooters said, "Captain Michelle, let's get out of here. Brooke, you can get your attention. They didn't find my position. This angle can shoot the police behind the blast shield!" "When I shoot, you jump out and run. Let's move in two directions and go upstairs. " "OK, George." Brooke, hiding behind the counter, nodded and suddenly threw a flare. "SA!" Wutton, meanwhile, fired in Brooke's direction. And the police, smart enough to throw two blasters behind the counter. Taking advantage of this opportunity, George suddenly moved out from behind the post and raised his gun to shoot. He had a good shot and was confident of killing four policemen holding shields. At that time, the police must be in chaos and scattered to find shelter, and he and Brooke and others can take the opportunity to go upstairs. However, he thought well, but at the same time when he came out from behind the pillar In the stairwell on the first floor of the hospital, a voice suddenly sounded. "George It's tender, it's still crying. George's face changed so much that his hand shook. "Brother Don't come out! " He growled instinctively at the stairwell. Six years ago, he was still a gangster in Argentina, where the slums are full of drugs and gunfire. All people have only one idea, and that is to get rid of poverty. Crime there is like a common occurrence, and for money, he joined gangs and practiced his gun skills. He was cruel and ruthless and killed countless people. He soon became the strongest gunner in the gang and made a lot of money. His family got rid of poverty as a result. Keren is like this. He will never be satisfied. He wants more, which eventually leads to a full-scale fight between the two gangs. Compared with his violent, his younger brother is a clever and clever child. He is about to go to university in America, but he is involved in the gang war because of himself. He let his brother hide in the money box, while he killed himself. However, when he heard that he was hurt, the fool ran out and cried his name in tears. Finally, the younger brother was shot in the neck by the enemy, and the blood dyed the box full of money. In that gun battle, he killed the enemy's 27 shooters like a devil, and also killed the enemy's boss. He didn't get any more because the police came and they didn't allow any more power in the slums. In the end, he got nothing, lost his money, lost his brother, lost his gang, lost everything. Alone, he fled to Africa and became a vagrant mercenary until he became a vassal of the Illuminati. He thought he would forget his brother, but he did not expect that when he heard the familiar cry, he still instinctively called out the sentence: "don't come out!" "Bang bang bang!" The police were slow, but George was more slow. It wasn't six years ago, it wasn't in Argentina. Although his brother's tone and accent were exactly the same, he was dead. Why, the voice of my brother came from the stairwell? His instinctive response, and the hesitation in his heart, made his gun no longer accurate. The bullet crossed the top of the policeman's head and was off the mark. Because George's eyes are looking at the stairwell. Even though he had been through many battles, he was not as good as an ordinary man for a moment. The police responded slowly, letting more than a dozen bullets pour on him. "Putong..." George was killed on the spot and fell to his knees in a pool of blood. Until he died, his eyes were still on the stairwell, and he didn't know what he was looking forward to. In fact, he realized that this was the enemy's trick. But he was still looking forward to the miracle. Maybe his brother suddenly came from the stairwell Come out? At the moment of the disappearance of consciousness, he really saw his brother, holding his hand in the dark, walking towards a beam of light. "What's the matter? George is dead George's death led to the embarrassment of the other three gunners. Brooke and another shooter took the opportunity to rush out of the bunker. Instead of killing one of George's policemen, he was killed? Who called George's name just now? In George's experience, how could he look at the source of the sound in such an emergency?"Fool? When you are called upon to do so? " The other three teammates are mad, but this is not the time to pursue this. Brooke and another teammate, Bo Lu, were under police gunfire, and a teammate, who was hiding behind a pillar next to George, had also been exposed. After all, no one thought that George himself, as the most critical part of the plan, delivered the shot at the same time. "Bang bang bang!" At the same time, the police watched as two armed bandits rushed out of the bunker and immediately turned the gun to shoot. Brooke and his teammates one after another, the ear hears the gunshot in the back, Brooke body instinctively shrinks. He took an angle and let his teammates block the bullet behind him. His teammate was killed on the spot, and Brooke got behind another post. "Brooke, we're the only two left. They know where we are. Be careful of the bomb." Brooke recalled the glance he had just glanced at and said, "Sixteen policemen, four at ten o'clock, six at twelve o'clock, and the sheriff is there. There are also six in the direction of fifteen o'clock. They are on your side... " "We'll do it at the same time. If you can hold them off for a second, I'll kill the sheriff! Then they will retreat for a while! " Hearing Brooke's words, the teammates understood. If the police chief of the other party is killed, the police will certainly be flustered and will not run away. Some of them will withdraw and some of them will look for shelter and suspend fire suppression. Where can we use it as a shelter? The mercenaries are clear. Once the police stop suppressing and hide behind the shelter, it will be their turn. He pulled out his saber, jumped high behind the pillar, and stabbed into the post, which was more than two meters away from the ground. He took advantage of his strength to climb and jump. Actually another knife stabbed at the height of 2.7 meters, so it was suspended in the air, and his body stepped on the column wall to jump out. In the leap out at the same time, two shock bombs were thrown behind the pillar, but this has not exploded him. The man leaped in depth and was in a high position. When the police saw him again and lifted the muzzle of the gun, he was already on the ground. He rolled for two and a half weeks in a row and got behind the counter on the other side. He did his job perfectly and gave Brooke an opportunity. "Bang bang bang!" The policeman's attention was drawn by him. The bullet chased the man, but missed a single shot. However, Brooke did not blow the sheriff's head as promised. "Brooke The teammate was trapped behind the counter and roared. Seeing several grenades thrown in by the police, he had to stand up and shoot. As a result, he was shot as soon as he emerged. Brooke came to his senses when he heard his teammate die. Because when he killed according to the plan, the gun would lock the police officer's head instantly. Outside the hospital gate, it seems to be from the second floor, or higher place, floating down a balloon. When he flashed and raised his gun, he just saw a white balloon in the air outside the hospital. On the balloon, he drew a smiling face with a black ink pen. The hair of the smiling face was bald in the middle. At that moment, he instinctively pointed the gun at the balloon, not at the police chief's head. "Bang!" With a precise shot, he exploded the balloon. This made Brooke smile from the bottom of his heart, and then couldn't help thinking of his childhood, and his face was stiff. this balloon is as like as two peas, because he has painted almost identical smiling faces. He was only nine years old that year. His father taught him to play with guns. Of course, he only used air guns and used balloons as targets. His father was an excellent special forces soldier, often out training or on duty. Brooke's most expected thing every time is that his father comes back from vacation. At that time, his father always brings the latest model gun and tells many exciting and interesting fighting stories, which imperceptibly cultivates his independent thinking and simple military accomplishment. His awareness of fighting was the foundation that began to be laid at that time. Sometimes he was very angry when he didn't go home for a long time. He drew his father's face on the balloon and practiced with it. But when his father came back, he would immediately be happy like a fool. His father disliked his ugly painting, took up his pen and added a few strokes on it. He directly changed the face on the balloon into a laugh. Even, I changed the handsome blonde hair to bald. He laughs like a fool, but still angry. The father said, "if one day, you can burst this balloon in front of my face, 30 meters away, I will not go to work again." At his age, it was very difficult to blow up a balloon that swayed with the wind 30 meters away, using an air gun with low precision. Brooke has worked hard for this commitment for five years. Nine to fourteen years old is the happiest time of his life. Because he has lived a full life. He has hope every day and has something to look forward to every day.After five years, he often hit the balloon, but when his father came back, he could not burst the balloon in front of him. Because my father always chooses to throw it out when the wind is strongest. He knew that his father meant it, but Brooke didn't admit defeat. He had to practice it. He could blow up any time he threw out the balloon! In the end, Brooke succeeded. At the age of 14, he had nearly 100 hits within 30 meters. But father can't accompany him any more, and he will not go to work again, because he died in a mission. His father wanted him to be a soldier and serve the country, and Brooke had worked hard for it. But when his father died, he was lost. He seemed to forget who he should shoot for. He has strong body and military quality. He is like a bully in school. He has done fighting and robbing. He began to indulge in marijuana and women. Therefore, he failed to enter the military academy successfully, instead, he began to mix gangs. The second uncle who adopted him also began to dislike himself, beat and scold him, and he became more and more rebellious. Until one day, I got a real gun and killed my father's brother. Today, Brooke is a mercenary. He had forgotten all the people in the ordinary people's life, and he was almost forgetting what his father looked like. However, he still remembered the white balloon and his father's bald smile on it. He never missed his shooting training. "The wind is nine centimeters, the balloon is shaking, shooting, shooting." Brooke's action seems to have cost. When he realized that he was not at home, the police responded and shot him. "Poof!" Brooke fell in a pool of blood, and the last picture in his heart was still the balloon. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
