King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 329 318 Trap!!!

As Joe Ga carefully observed, he suddenly saw an armored SAWA vehicle turn into the end of the street, and seven or eight black SUVs blocked the front and rear entrances of the apartnt building across the way.

Watching a group of agents in FBI jackets get out of their vehicles with guns drawn, gesturing to bystanders not to crowd around and panic, Joe Ga sighed and said, "Shit, that pair from Georgia must have woken up from surgery. How is it that now the FBI can conduct their interrogation in a hospital?"

The ever-silent 'Pliers,' who had been quietly drinking beer, leaned in and, looking at the SWAT team that had already breached the back door of the apartnt, suddenly spoke, "Boss, I think you should remind the FBI that that guy set up a 'Touchstone' as a warning signal. It won't be quiet, and he needs to create chaos to slip away."

Ever since he found out the FBI was trying to use him as bait, Joe Ga had no love for these guys who always assud they could control the situation.

But 'Pliers' was right; if 'ssenger' had planted a bomb in the room, then the SWAT team would be out of luck. They didn't have any beef with Joe Ga and from a certain standpoint, they were actually on the sa side, since their enemy was the Glorious Society.

Joe Ga hurriedly pulled out his phone and called Estelle...

"Don't speak; just alert the FBI guys that there might be a bomb in the house where 'ssenger' is."

"......"

"I'm fucking watching right here; alert them quickly or people are going to die!"

Still not entirely reassured after speaking, Joe Ga headed towards the door as he said, "We need to go over there and take a look. We can't let 'ssenger' get away; we must capture him alive. Being able to breathe is enough..."

Just as he got to the door, a series of explosions took place on the 14th floor of the apartnt building across the street.

The sound of the explosions wasn't that loud, but the flas and black smoke were too intense...

Along with the glass shattering of the 14th-floor apartnt, thick smoke billowed out of all the windows, obscuring all the floors above it like a black cloud.

"Shit! It's napalm bombs, four of them!"

Joe Ga hadn't expected 'ssenger' to be so ruthless; he had seen thermobaric bombs explode before but had never witnessed a napalm bomb explosion.

The potency of the device sent a chill down Joe Ga's spine. The rain of fire sprayed by the explosion set the entire 14th floor ablaze. If there had been anyone on that floor, they wouldn't have been able to escape the initial blast, much less the fierce burning fire.

Joe Ga didn't know whether the FBI agents were dead or alive, but he was exceedingly grateful for his own caution.

Having 'dic Officer Bird' watch 'ssenger' was to see if he would et with anyone. At the sa ti, Joe Ga wanted to catch the bastard who had set this trap for him.

He was truly frightened now, realizing that if he had charged over to kill as he had done in the past upon receiving information, he would have been roasted by now.

The alarms triggered by the explosions were ringing through the entire street, with all kinds of cries and screams erupting simultaneously. The alarms also sounded in the building where Joe Ga was, prompting everyone to start evacuating.

Stunned by the explosion for a dozen seconds or so, Joe Ga suddenly snapped out of it and shouted, "Let's get over there, keep an eye on the front and back doors, and don't let 'ssenger' escape in the chaos.

FUCK, that guy is just a madman; he's intent on killing..."

As Joe Ga spoke, he yanked open the apartnt door and rushed out, intending to take the ergency exit downstairs, but after just a couple of steps, he saw a group of guys dressed in black SWAT uniforms charging out of the stairwell.

Joe Ga didn't understand why these SWAT mbers were here, and as he was about to wave at them to step aside, one with a scar on his cheekbone and a goat-beard raised his gun towards him...

The sudden attack caught Joe Ga off guard, but his strong instincts saved him.

The mont the SWAT's gun was pointed at Joe Ga, his brain went blank, but his hand drew the 'Super Jagare' like lightning. The mont the gun left the holster, he pulled the trigger.

Although Joe Ga's draw was a split second slower than the other's, he still pulled the trigger almost simultaneously with his opponent...

"Bang bang bang..."

"Tatatatata..."

Two of the leading SWAT officers were shot in the chest instantly, and, as their bodies swayed, the one with goat-beard's head burst open from Joe Ga's third bullet.

Joe Ga also took a bullet to the left ribs. The bulletproof suit functioned superbly, preventing the projectile from penetrating the fabric, but the trendous kinetic force still caused Joe Ga to lose his balance and fall to the ground on his backside.

In such tense circumstances, there is no feeling of pain.

As Joe Ga lost his balance and was about to hit the ground, he drew the M9 from his rear waist with his left hand and fired another bullet into the head of the SWAT officer who had been shot but not killed. Then, with both hands, he continuously pulled the trigger, driving the remaining SWAT mbers back into the stairwell...

At this mont, 'dic Officer Bird' and the others in the room reacted as well. The three n rushed to the doorway. 'Pliers' and 'Dart' crouched and stood, supporting themselves against the doorway, firing continuously to suppress the SWAT in the stairwell, while 'dic Officer Bird' rushed out, pulling Joe Ga into the apartnt to avoid the SWAT's firing line.

As 'dic Officer Bird' entered the apartnt, he opened Joe Ga's suit to check him and, after removing a deford bullet from the vest, let out a sigh of relief and said, "Boss, do our suits have the sa effect?

If so, I'll write your na on the best boss vote.""

Combat Diving Training had completely changed Joe Ga; he wasn't particularly angry or nervous after escaping danger...

But while he might have been unscathed, the pain in his ribcage was real!

Only now did Joe Ga find breathing a bit difficult, as if he'd been whacked by a hamr, while his entire left ribcage was numbingly releasing a gradually intensifying sharp pain.

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"FUCK!!"

Joe Ga cursed loudly as he struggled to stand and load a fresh magazine into his handgun.

He watched 'Dart' and 'Pliers' being forced back into the room by a fierce SWAT assault, as they kicked the door shut with their feet.

Slipping into the kitchen of the apartnt, Joe Ga found a suitable position to attack from and pulled out his phone to call Estelle, planning to have her coordinate with the FBI.

But then he heard 'Dart' say admiringly, "Boss, how did you know they weren't SWAT?"

"How the hell should I know they weren't!"

Stunned, Joe Ga turned to 'Dart' in disbelief, "They aren't?"

'Dart' looked back at him, even more baffled, "Boss, you didn't know they weren't? And you just took down two of them?"

Joe Ga had been worried that killing SWAT mbers would completely sour relations with the FBI; realizing he hadn't killed the wrong people, he imdiately put down his phone and said, "Those guys were trying to shoot ."

As he spoke, he fumbled in his pocket and 'took out' a hand grenade, setting up a simple booby trap above the door, then retreated to the kitchen, asking, "How did you know they weren't SWAT?"

"Boss, they used M4A1s and M16s, SWAT wouldn't use military weapons. I thought you saw their guns..."

'Dart' watched Joe Ga's puzzled face and blinked a few tis, gaining a new appreciation for his boss's aggressiveness.

FBI and his boss were still in a cooperative phase, but this readiness to fire just because soone raised their gun barrel was too brutal.

Joe Ga, realizing he had not killed the wrong people, checked his ammunition, touching the M9 magazines on his belt, and said, "Ammo check, I have four M9 magazines and three 10mm magazines."

'Dart' raised his G36C and showed it, saying, "2 rifle magazines, two handgun magazines."

'Pliers' displayed his Glock 17, reluctantly admitting, "One magazine, but I've brought a block of C4 to give them a little surprise."

'dic Officer Bird,' toying with his M4A1, passed his SIG Sauer along with three spare magazines to 'Pliers,' then said, "Four magazines."

Joe Ga nodded at the report, then looked at 'Dart' and asked, "I thought I saw six guys earlier, what about you?"

'Dart,' crouching beside the bathroom door with his gun pointed at the entrance, pondered Joe Ga's question and then said, "Should be 8 guys, you killed two, so six left. Boss, they've got heavy firepower..."

Joe Ga touched his increasingly sore ribs and grumbled, "I fucking know, and I also know you guys got made while tailing.

The apartnt across is a trap, this place is a trap, no matter how we chose, we would have been caught by 'ssenger.'

FUCK, that guy is fucking smart; I'm going to blow his brains out."

'Dart' paused, disbelieving, "That's impossible, 'ssenger' couldn't possibly have noticed us."

'dic Officer Bird,' guarding Joe Ga's flank, heard sounds at the entrance and shook his head, "Stop, 'ssenger' isn't one person, but two, or maybe even a group.

When we targeted 'ssenger,' his partner might have noticed us."

With a helpless shake of his head, 'dic Officer Bird' continued, "And I think his partner must be hiding in our building; this team of 'SWAT' has been in the building for a while.

Get ready, they're going to storm us..."

In his right hand, Joe Ga held the 'Super Jaguar' and in his left, he held two spare magazines.

The enemies wore bulletproof vests, and due to his habit of always readying a silencer on his M9, he used subsonic rounds that lacked stopping power.

The 'Super Jaguar,' a modified M1911 hunting pistol, had a much better stopping effect.

If he hit a target, even if he didn't kill with one shot, he could incapacitate them, making follow-up shots much easier.

As the tension mounted, Joe Ga's phone suddenly rang...

"Bang"

A shotgun blast pierced the wooden door, followed imdiately by a spray of gunfire.

Joe Ga and his team weren't in the line of fire, and just as they were about to attempt a counterattack, a flashbang grenade was thrown in through the door gap...

"Flashbang Grenade!"

At 'dic Officer Bird's shout, everyone instinctively covered their ears and closed their eyes, ducking their heads and shielding their eyes with their forearms...

After the loud bang and flash, the apartnt's main door was kicked open, and then the booby-trapped grenade Joe Ga had hung above fell...

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