cnatrainingtips Chapter 283 Pulling
Chapter 283 Pulling
Raven leaned against a concrete pillar, reached out and pushed up his crooked Level 5 tactical helmet, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The helmet had two obvious dents from the two bullets, and the shock still left him with a sharp ringing in his ears.
Han Che, on the other side, didn't rush over either. The sound of the bolt being pulled back and the spent cartridges ejecting was crisp. Two hot, empty cartridges fell onto the concrete ground, bounced a few times, and made a soft metallic clanging sound.
He glanced down at the bulletproof plate on his chest; the durability of his level 5 armor was almost gone.
The two shots that Raven correctly predicted and hit me while I was rolling are still making my chest feel a bit tight.
Although the two shots hit Raven in the head, the level 4 bullets didn't take him down immediately, which only fueled the fire in his heart.
Han Che didn't wait for the smoke to completely dissipate. He suddenly pushed off the cement platform behind him, and like a cannonball being fired, he pulled himself out from behind the stone slab sideways.
He raised his gun the instant he came out, without any extra aiming process; the muzzle followed his senses and pointed directly at the edge of a stone pillar.
Da da da!
Several bullets hit the outside of the stone pillar with precision, forcing the raven, which was about to peek out, back down. Han Che then took the opportunity to continue his advance.
The bullets shattered the cement on the pillar, and the debris clattered against Raven's tactical helmet.
Raven did not choose to continue exchanging gunfire with Han Che in place; he keenly sensed Han Che's intentions.
As he holstered his gun and charged forward, he suddenly ducked down and slid forward along the ground.
His sliding maneuver was incredibly smooth; he slipped right through the gap between the desks and chairs, keeping his rifle held level throughout the slide.
Just as the slide was about to stop, Raven used its waist to spin around halfway across the ground, aiming its gun at Han Che, who was advancing forward.
Da da da da!
A barrage of bullets swept across the ground, completely blocking Han Che's foothold as he charged forward.
Han Che reacted extremely quickly. The moment he saw Raven slide out and twist its body, his body, which was running at full speed, tilted to the side without any warning, and he rolled sideways on the floor.
The bullets grazed the hem of his trench coat as Han Che rolled, supporting his rifle with one hand on his right arm, firing four or five shots blindly toward the raven as he rolled.
The two sides completed the first round of close-range exchanges in a very short time.
Han Che rolled behind a row of overturned metal filing cabinets, while Raven used the momentum of the slide to move to the other side behind a concrete pillar.
On the second-floor corridor above the lobby, the wooden horse slammed its fist against the iron railing, making a loud clanging sound.
"Holy crap, the warden's dive was way too exaggerated. Anyone else's knee would be ruined on the spot!" Muma stared wide-eyed, muttering to himself.
Iron Bear, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed. He slammed his sledgehammer into the ground and said in a deep voice, "What do you know? This is called footwork. But when the boss slid in, his gun didn't shake at all."
"If the warden hadn't reacted faster than a ghost, those bullets would have left several holes in him."
Shi Ding stood at the very front, his brows furrowed deeply.
He could tell that although Han Che's offensive seemed extremely fierce, Raven was constantly using the dense stone pillars in the hall to pull Han Che back, not giving him any chance to fire close-range bursts of fire.
This tactic is clever; it's about trading minor injuries for major ones, gradually wearing down Han Che's form and patience.
Han Che replaced the magazine behind the metal filing cabinet with a new one, the metal magazine slamming to the ground with a clang.
Immediately afterwards, he heard a very slight scraping sound coming from his right front. Without any hesitation, he suddenly pulled half of his body out from the side of the filing cabinet.
This time, for the sake of efficiency and suppression, Han Che did not choose to use the more conservative, ordinary dodge gun.
Instead, they directly use a faster, more sweeping slide followed by a side-lying motion.
His body slid almost flat against the ground as he slid, flipping to the right as he went, rifle at his shoulder, and unleashing a burst of fire at the stone pillar behind him to the right.
Da da da da!
The bullet struck the base of the stone pillar, pulverizing the bricks piled there.
However, there was no one behind the stone pillar.
Oh no, we've been tricked!
Han Che was startled; his sense of killing intent gave him a strong warning in that instant.
Almost at the same moment he fired, Raven's figure suddenly stood up from behind a long desk on the left.
It turned out that he had deliberately kicked a piece of gravel away to create the illusion that someone was on the right, while he quietly sneaked to the blind spot on the left.
Raven stood there with a serious expression, looking down at Han Che, who was lying on his side on the ground, the QBZ rifle in his hand spitting out blinding flames.
Da da da da da!
The bullet struck Han Che squarely on the bulletproof plate on his back, tearing several large holes in his black tactical windbreaker, instantly shattering the bulletproof plates inside into dust.
Han Che's eyes were bloodshot. He roared and his body shuddered violently on the ground.
With terrifying power, he managed to twist his upper body while still stiff from being shot.
Ignoring the intense pain in his back, he gripped the rifle handle with his right hand and, while his body was still sliding on the ground, forced the muzzle upwards, pulling the trigger at the raven above the desk.
Da da da da da!
A long string of bullets swept upwards in a fan shape.
Raven clearly hadn't expected that Geherus could still make such an inhuman counterattack despite being shot repeatedly.
He wanted to fire another shot, but seeing the hail of bullets flying towards him, he realized there was no way to avoid it and could only immediately lie down.
puff puff!
Both bullets pierced Raven's left arm, instantly staining his sleeve with blood, and the rifle in his hand nearly slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground.
The raven grunted and pressed itself tightly against the cover.
The two sides separated by several meters again, each hiding behind cover and breathing heavily.
The air in the hall was thick with the smell of gunpowder and blood.
Han Che struggled to his feet and leaned against an overturned table, rubbing his back.
The back panel of the bulletproof vest was completely shattered, and with the slightest movement, one could hear the rustling sound of ceramic fragments rubbing against each other inside.
The last bit of durability left in his level 5 armor saved his internal organs from being ruptured, but the impact of being shot repeatedly still made a sweet, metallic taste rise in his throat.
"Huff... huff... damn it, the gun was really accurate." Han Che spat out the blood in his mouth, his eyes turning extremely fierce.
Since arriving in this world, this was the first time he had felt the pressure of fighting to the death against an expert of his own level.