Super Detective In The Fictional World Chapter 32
Advertisement
Chapter 32: Perseverance, and FBI Assistance
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The gunmen who were merrily firing at them were shocked by the return fire and quickly took cover as well.
Previously, they had only dared to fire their guns from right in the middle of the road because of their superior numbers and firepower.
But now, it turned out that their opponents were equipped with heavy firearms as well.
Seline nearly hit two of them.
Those were assault rifle bullets; just one hit would already be extremely punishing.
As Selina fired and kept moving non-stop, the gunmen no longer dared to be as arrogant. They started working with each other to suppress her as they closed in on her.
While Selina opened fire, Luke quickly rushed to the side.
With his immense strength and dexterity, he moved quickly and silently.
Soon, he arrived at the yard next door. Leaning against the wall, he glanced at the ongoing shootout.
He was facing a road about 15 meters wide.
Everything was bigger in Texas, and the roads were wider as well.
If he tried crossing the road just like that, he would probably be killed before he even reached the other side.
From what he could see, they were facing eight opponents, each of them an experienced combatant.
They worked well to ensure that there were six people firing at all times while the other two reloaded.
Luke also noticed that a certain person never opened fire; he hid behind the truck the whole time.
This person was the greatest threat right now.
Luke scanned his surroundings and picked up a round pebble from a flower pot.
He weighed the stone with his hand and found it suitable for the idea he had in mind. It was somewhat heavy, but not overly so.
He focused, and then abruptly exerted himself as he tossed the pebble at the truck and shouted loudly, “Fire in the hole!”
All the gunmen instinctively paused. Unfortunately for them, nobody could see in the dark that the falling round object was in fact a pebble.
Advertisement
The pebble flew straight at the truck and hit the windshield with a thud before bouncing off to land on some metallic object which clanked as the pebble rolled over it.
The gunmen were all greatly shocked. “What the hell? A random small town police officer has a grenade like this on him? Is he a SWAT member?”
The gunfire stopped and everyone leapt for the nearest cover they could find.
And then… nothing happened.
At the exact moment the pebble landed, Luke saw the gunmen’s reactions and how the person behind the truck hid underneath it, and he dashed across the road. In two short seconds, he dove into Bill’s front yard.
The gunmen waited a few seconds, and when they didn’t hear an explosion, they immediately understood that they had been fooled.
One mustn’t think that they were stupid for falling for this. In truth, they had been through too many bloody battles and had witnessed far too many deaths of both their comrades and enemies by grenades.
That was the reason for their hasty reaction.
In any case, they were in Texas, the state with the highest rate of private gun ownership in America. This was also the state with the highest number of army enlistments. Any random army veteran could very well have a grenade or two stored in their home.
Right after Luke crossed the street, he heard a gunshot far in the distance. He narrowed his eyes when he realized that the sound came from the direction of his house.
Exactly how many people had the family sent here? They actually had sufficient numbers to attack three locations at the same time.
Nevertheless, Luke wasn’t anxious at all.
Who was Robert? He was an army veteran who had served in a war zone for eight years. His skill set would be very reliable in their current situation.
Moreover, Robert wasn’t operating alone. Apart from Luke and Selina, Robert still had eight officers ready to move at any time. In fact, they could even face a dozen or so gunmen head on if they wanted.
Advertisement
Thus, Luke wasn’t as nervous as Selina had been earlier.
Instead of rushing to open fire, he waited patiently.
The entire situation had happened abruptly.
In fact, it had been less than three minutes from the moment their car had been rammed until now.
To stay hidden, the FBI agents and other police officers were only stationed at specific locations in town and would only move when required.
Given the size of the town, it wouldn’t take them more than five minutes to reach Luke and Selina.
Sure enough, just as the gunmen stood up and fired at Selina in their fury, a Chevrolet SUV arrived.
The lights of the car were off, and the car thus wasn’t very noticeable under the cover of night.
The car stopped roughly 100 meters away from the gunmen and four agents got out, all of them fully armed with automatic weapons.
They remained silent and were in no rush to open fire. Keeping close to whatever cover they could find along the road, they advanced swifty while staying hidden.
FBI agents naturally weren’t as stupid as the films made them out to be. They wouldn’t do something as stupid as drive right into an active combat situation and shout at the criminals. If they did that, they would have long been turned into a hornet’s nest by the criminals.
Only when the agents were about 50 meters away did the gunmen notice them. Without any hesitation, four of the gunmen aimed at the agents and started firing madly.
At that moment, one of the agents finally shouted, “FBI! You’re surrounded! Lay down your weapons and surrender immediately!”
Luke smiled.
It wasn’t like the FBI agent was shouting because he was stupid. Rather, it was part of procedure.
If even a single enemy refused to lay down his weapon after the FBI agents had clarified their identities, the latter were free to fire.
As members of a law enforcement agency, it was important for them to follow procedure.
For example, officers in New York would have to yell “NYPD!” before breaking into a building.
The shout clarified their identities and was used to frighten their targets. The people inside the building would thus be warned that resistance was illegal, and if they were killed for it, they only had themselves to blame.
The gunmen were professional killers from Mexico, but the FBI agents who had just arrived were also well-trained and cooperated well with each other. Both parties were armed to the teeth.
Across a distance of 34 meters between them, the two parties started firing at each other.
The FBI agents and Selina formed a 90-degree angle that assaulted the gunmen from two positions, making things difficult for them.
As for Luke, his eyes flickered, but he still didn’t open fire. Instead, he moved around Bill’s house and climbed the wall that ran along the street which the truck had rushed out from earlier.
Instead of hopping off, he bent his dexterous body and advanced along the wall.
And from on top of the wall, he was finally able to get a clear look at all the gunmen.
The truck that had rammed into them was in fact a garbage truck. Standing beside the truck was a guy who gave out one command after another, while it seemed that there was also a driver seated inside the truck.
Coupled with the eight gunmen, there were ten of them here.
Based on Chris’s estimate, it was a group of 20 people that had made their way to the town. Thus, that could only mean that only ten other people were attacking both his and Selina’s homes.
The FBI agents and the town’s police officers numbered around 20 people as well, so they weren’t at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.
Furthermore, they were the ones on the defensive. They only needed to drag this out and more police officers would arrive from Knox City.
At that time, these gunmen wouldn’t be able to escape at all.
Advertisement
A Girl and Her Fate
Avien Shepard heralded change with his arrival. Not only was he born on the dawn a solar eclipse, three meteors lit up the sky on the day of his birth. Seven sages visited across seven years to gift him with knowledge of the seven legal schools of magic, and a deceased outlaw fought his way up from the hells to grant knowledge of the tabooed eighth on the next. On his eleventh birthday, a sword fell from the sky and landed in a very important chair. Soldiers from far and wide traveled to attempt to extract the sword from the queen’s throne, but none could shift the blade, until Avien. When he was fourteen, Avien learned of a prophecy that foretold of his decade long battle with the Demon Prince of Invea. But this isn't his story. Avien is kind of a chump. This is the story of Amber Jewel, a girl who has only been Chosen as another Chosen one’s wife. Updates Thursday, & Sunday.
8 185Supervolution: Awakening
A strange visitor to our solar system grants extremely rapid evolution for all humans and creatures on earth. Fantasy races and beasts now walk the streets alongside superpowered humans. Governments topple, chaos reigns and tyrants rise as the world struggles to deal with this strange new future. Amidst all of this, a former quadraplegic wakes up with the power to edit not just himself, but anything and everything around him... provided he can get ahold of the energy to do so. With former friends and new allies, Ryan Richards must do more than just brave the dawning of a new super-powered era of human history. He must survive. New chapter posted weekly on Mondays. Discord-only preview is released Sunday, available here: https://discord.gg/6yWs2bT.
8 261Undetermined
Death and Taxes. The two insurpassable laws of the universe. So long as humans exist in this world, these things will remain. However, there is a 3rd law which has always, and will always implement itself on people. Suffering. Reincarnated in a new world, five people are forced to learn this the hard way. Placed on 'Nightmare mode' and being reincarnated as monsters, they are forced to survive under incomprehensible conditions. However it is only through suffering, that we grow as people. And it is only through suffering, that we truly become monsters. "Nightmare mode.... eh? Tell me, what exactly was this mode supposed to mean again? Were our lives supposed to become nightmares?" Without suffering, there is no change in anything. "Or were we supposed to become the nightmares?" This is the story of the antiheroes. [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
8 334The Fat Prince: The Red Moon Sacrifice
At last, the dreaded night of the Red Moon is dawning for Prince Cyrus and his misfit band of adventurers. If they don’t reach the stronghold of the Everblood vampires by nightfall, the fiends will dine on Trinity Toccatta, the princess Cyrus swore to protect, and remain their youthful, demonic selves for another 666 years. What stands in the way for Cyrus is an icy tundra, a village of insane cultists and army of demons sent from the Dark Realm itself. Will he and his friends be able to brave these treacherous dangers and make it to the Forbidden Fortress in time? And even if they do, will they be able to defeat four of the most powerful Everbloods in all of the Dark Realm? Find out in this exciting last installment of The Fat Prince.
8 194One Who Questions
Atherion is the land where all possibilities exist. Through will alone one can conquer the heavens, Divide the Sea, Erupt the ground below there very feet. Where Strength and Ingenuity are King and all else will fail.What will Jack do when given a second chance at life in a world where conflict is existence. What will the average man sacrifice for the power of the divine?
8 180one more time ↬ pcy + bbh
❝ I'm in love with you, Baek. ❞
8 161