"Sniper!"
"There's a sniper! Find cover!"
The bullets came before the sound, and all the SWAT officers on site understood the situation and hurriedly shouted while bending down to look for cover.
Not only that, one of the SWAT officers who had served in the Marine Corps even explained loudly:
"M40! The sniper rifle they're using is an M40!"
He was very familiar with this gun.
"Where's Rossland?"
Hearing the model of the sniper rifle, Luo An frowned and urgently asked about the condition of their current target:
"How is Rossland Lewis now?"
Just now, when bullet holes appeared on the SWAT troop carrier, Luo An clearly saw a spurt of fresh blood.
Behind the troop carrier, a SWAT officer, who had quickly lay down upon hearing Luo An's shout and felt as if he had just cheated death, looked at Luo An gratefully.
Meanwhile, this SWAT officer was pressing his hands tightly against the bleeding neck of Rossland on the ground, shouting:
