Chapter 3: Lao Liu Double Kill
Luke immediately dropped to the ground, lying in a small pool of blood, while moving his head left and right to look around.

no one.

Moreover, the two gunshots were somewhat dull, as if they came through the ground from downstairs.

Luke looked around again and confirmed that there was no gunman in the corridor on this floor. He lowered his voice and shouted to the classroom, "The gunman is dead. Calvin was shot. Come and help."

The four people hiding in the classroom also heard the two gunshots, but they were still huddled behind their shelters like quails, motionless.

Eve, who had been paying attention to the sounds in the corridor, vaguely guessed what had happened. She swallowed nervously, carefully poked her head out from behind the desk to observe, and finally plucked up the courage, stood up, and trotted to the back door.

She didn't dare to lean out, so she stood inside the door and asked, "Luke, I heard more gunshots, be careful."

Luke sat up from the ground, held up Calvin's arm, motioned Eve to come and help, and said, "He should be downstairs. It's okay for now. Calvin is injured and needs treatment."

The two of them carried Calvin into the classroom. Calvin's pants were soaked with blood. Fortunately, it was summer and he was wearing relatively loose sweatpants, so Luke pulled them off directly.

hiss……

There was more than one wound.

Seeing that the situation was safe, several other students came out to help. Two of them had been trained in simple gunshot wound treatment in the Boy Scouts. They took off a shirt and tore it open to stop Calvin's bleeding. However, their movements were obviously unfamiliar, which could be seen from Calvin's constant screams of pain.

Emergency number?

No need to call. I'm afraid 911 has been flooded with calls. The ambulance and police must be on the way.

After the wounded were taken care of, Luke picked up the gun in his hand and stood up.

Gunshots were still heard from downstairs from time to time.

After absorbing the fragments of faint light escaping from the gunman, Luke's mind suddenly had some more memories and experiences about the use of firearms, as if he had been trained in shooting for two or three years. Even his arms felt steadier than before.

He lifted the gun and looked at it, easily identifying the model of the gun.

The AR-15 semi-automatic rifle is produced by Colt, uses 5.56mm bullets, and is equipped with a buttstock, pistol grip, triangular front grip and handguard produced by Magpul. The magazine is also modified with a capacity of 40 rounds.

He pulled out the magazine skillfully and weighed it slightly. The experience gained from his skill [Gun Mastery] gave him a rough answer - there were about seven or eight bullets left.

After a little thought, he made a decision and took the initiative to go out and eliminate the second gunman.

Although he is not as impulsive and thrill-seeking as Calvin, the gunman downstairs is not yet aware of the death of his companions and is still killing wantonly, so he should not be very vigilant.

But that's only for now.

If he was a little more observant, he would quickly notice that there had been no gunshots from upstairs for a while. At that time, he would probably become suspicious and even go upstairs to check.

Even if this is a school in a wealthy area, with the efficiency of the American police, it would take at least ten minutes to arrive. Moreover, there is a precedent that a small number of police officers did not dare to enter the school after arriving, and waited until an hour later for the main force to arrive before they solved the murderer of the shooting together.

Relying on the police? It's almost like waiting for death.

Conflict is inevitable.

It is better to take the initiative to attack now while the enemy is confused about the situation.

Luke carefully stuck his head out and looked at both sides of the corridor. There was no one there. Then he bent down and trotted to the dead gunman. He searched his body for a while and found two full magazines.

After replacing the magazine, Luke fired two more shots at the corpses, creating the illusion that the massacre was still going on and lowering the vigilance of the gunman downstairs.

After doing these things, he simply comforted the classmates who were frightened by his gunshot, and without waiting for them to dissuade him, he walked towards the stairs on his own.

He walked down the stairs carefully, but found no enemy, only a body lying at his feet. Luke lay down beside the body, lowering his presence, slowly moved forward a few steps, and then looked in the direction of the gunshot.

A gunman who looked a little fat was pointing his gun at the classroom, ready to shoot, and he didn't notice Luke coming at all.

Now it's easy.

With your back to the opponent, even a handful of rice can be scattered on the keyboard and the chicken can be hit.

Luke remained in a prone position and held the optical box to his eyes.

Aim, then pull the trigger.

The "gun mastery" skill from the golden finger gave him confidence that he could hit the target every time when shooting at such a close-range fixed target.

"boom"

The fat gunman fell to the ground.

Luke didn't dare to be careless. He didn't care about his shoulder which was feeling uncomfortable due to the recoil and fired two more shots in succession.

The direction in which the gunman fell was facing Luke. One of the two subsequent shots missed the target and hit his shoulder, while the other hit the top of his head. Through the scope of the rifle in his hand, one could clearly see white brain matter mixed with blood flowing out.

This one is dead too.

A moment later, some bright yellow spots of light emerged from the gunman's body. After hovering in the air for about ten seconds, these spots of light formed a light sheet that was several times larger than the faint light fragments that Luke had just absorbed. It disappeared on the spot, and then appeared beside Luke and sank into his body.

Luke received another reminder——

"Kill a Level 0 spiritual creature"

"Achieve skill - painting, level: expert"

Luke was not sure whether there was a third gunman. After confirming that the fat gunman was dead, he quickly rolled back to the stairs and carefully went back upstairs again, returning to the classroom where Calvin and the others were.

At present, all the obvious gunmen have been eliminated. Now there are only two things to pay attention to: guard against the possible third gunman, and prevent yourself from being mistaken for the gunman and shot by the police.

In the classroom, Calvin was still shouting in pain, but it seemed that the bleeding had been stopped. Although these classmates were a little clumsy, they were still reliable.

Luke directed Eve and the others to continue taking care of Calvin, while he sat in the corner, took out his cell phone, and started calling 911.

Busy...

Busy...

After dialing seven or eight times, the call was finally connected.

"My name is Luke, a student at North Lowood."

Before he could finish, the other end said anxiously: "I know your current situation. The police are on the way and will arrive soon. You need to find a place to hide as soon as possible, don't make any noise, and wait for police rescue."

After hearing the operator's kind reminder, Luke continued, "I'm on the third floor of the school's second teaching building. I've confirmed that there are two gunmen in the building, and I've shot them both dead."

He paused after he finished speaking, giving the operator some time to digest this shocking news, and then continued: "Please notify the front-line police officers. First, we are not sure if there are other gunmen. Please ask them to pay attention. Second, I am currently in room 305 with other students. I am on guard with a gun. Please do not mistake me for a gunman and cause accidental injuries."

The operator didn't quite believe Luke's words, and even suspected that he was the gunman. However, after Luke confirmed it again and again, and Eve and several surviving classmates also answered the phone to testify for Luke, she half-believed and half-believed the news to the front-line police.

After getting the feedback, Luke finally felt relieved. While on guard, he also paid some attention to investigating the specific situation of his golden finger.

(End of this chapter)