The French are very soft, as the Germans can attest to, but the French are also very tough, as the Germans can attest to.

Don't just look at World War II, look at France starting from the Louis XIV period, and then you will find an interesting phenomenon.

In terms of insidiousness and cunning, France is not as good as Britain.

In terms of bellicosity, France is definitely not as good as Russia.

But speculation, insidiousness, cunning, belligerence, and good at fighting are all traits that France has. They are not outstanding, but they are sufficient.

Although its colonies were not as large as those of Britain, it still controlled half of Africa. It never became a world hegemon, but it was always one of the strongest countries.

It always sways back and forth between first-rate and second-rate, looking down, but somehow it comes up, looking up, but somehow being pushed down again.

The main thing is to be strong and weak at times. When it is strong, it will rush to expand, and when it is weak, it will quickly raise the white flag to protect the last bit of wealth.

Some people always think that the most speculative country is Italy, but this is not the case. The most speculative and thieves are actually the French.

The French rely on external forces if they have them. If there are no external forces to borrow, then they tap their own potential. If there is really no potential to tap, then they revolutionize their own lives, kill themselves and complete their new life.

They have resilience that few other countries do not have. Although they are really slow on a daily basis, at critical moments, they can always make the right choice to strive for the greatest benefit for themselves. The key is to make the right choice while also always being able to

Come up with corresponding strength and means.

Although the Second World War was fought sparsely, and it was basically just a white flag for the enemy and applause for the allies, but after the Second World War, he was still able to join the five permanent members. For this reason, you have to admire the French who can seize the opportunity to embrace the right thigh.

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Just like George, he is about to retire. He has never fought with anyone as a policeman for half his life, so he is willing to be a low-level policeman for the rest of his life.

Because in France, the salary of being a policeman and being a chief are actually about the same. Of course, if you want to get into a particularly high-level position, it will be different. If you can't get along with George, then you will naturally choose the easiest position.

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But it's different now.

Seeing that the overall situation has been decided and dozens of people have been killed, wouldn't it be possible to take down four more people? At this time, firing two shots from a distance would be a hundred benefits without any harm.

Meritorious service or not is secondary, and promotion is meaningless, but 100,000 euros is not a small amount, just in case Gao Yi really gives it.

Just fire two shots. For the public, it is his duty. For the private, he can do his sponsor a big favor. For the love, he can give his companion Ariza a chance to be a hero. For the police... he should be the opponent of the police.

What's wrong with shooting at terrorists?

In terms of public and private matters, and in terms of emotion and reason, there are only benefits and no harm in firing two shots. Why didn't George shoot?

So, George picked up a rifle from the ground, turned on the night vision scope on the gun, lay down at the door of the police station, using his left hand as a support point, pointed the target in the scope at the front, and fired.

The gunshots knocked people down.

George breathed out and took aim again. When the remaining three people hurriedly lay down to avoid, he fired another shot and hit the head. The second shot hit the head accurately.

George put away his rifle and exhaled.

When it comes to shooting two shots, shoot two shots. As for two shots and two lives, that was due to luck and accident.

George put away his gun and stood up, because he knew that the remaining two people would not show up again.

Leaning the rifle against the wall, George took out the cigarette case from his pocket, lit one and put it in his mouth, took out the lighter, lit it, and took a comfortable puff.

If the French police are really pretending to be fake and don't shoot, then there is no need to shoot.

George was happy to demonstrate his marksmanship if necessary.

The former colleague, now an old policeman who could only be regarded as a colleague, looked at George with complicated eyes, and he whispered: "You...you...you..."

"I am a lifelong member of the French Hunting Association, and my part-time job is a hunting skills instructor. All my extra money depends on this. Why do I like to stay in this police station and don't want to be transferred? Because this is the place with the most wild boars near Paris.

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After speaking quietly, George took a deep sip again and said: "There is actually no difference between beating someone and hunting a wild boar. A running wild boar can be hit with one shot, so it won't be more difficult to hit a person."

"You... do you know who the people are outside? Do you really think they are terrorists? If... you know what I mean."

George leaned against the wall and said slowly: "If the people outside can't fight, it's their fault. If the people outside can fight, it's our fault. Man, we've known each other for many years. Believe me, I think

It's good to shoot twice."

"Then I also fire two shots?"

George looked at the corpse on the ground, raised his chin towards the corpse, and said: "There are many guns and rifles here, why use pistols, right?"

The old policeman silently picked up a rifle from the ground. He looked at Gao Yi who was squatting against the wall in the courtyard of the police station. After thinking for a moment and hesitating, he finally raised the gun and pointed it at the target.

Lying down position.

George still didn't move, but after the old policeman took careful aim but found no target to shoot, he whispered: "I can't see anyone..."

"Don't worry, it's like hunting. You have to be patient. Obviously, the people outside are the ones who are anxious. Otherwise, they wouldn't be in such a hurry. Since they are anxious, you don't have to worry."

George is confident.

But at this time, Gao Yi was full of doubts.

The four people charged very fiercely just now, but why did these people stop moving after two shots were fired?

Gao Yi didn't see George's masterpiece. In his eyes, George was just an old and slippery old man. He really didn't believe that George could solve any problems.

If the people outside don't move, Gao Yi won't move, and if Gao Yi doesn't move, the people outside won't do anything.

George finished smoking his cigarette, and no one outside had any intention of rushing in again.

George held the cigarette butt in his hand and quickly twisted it with two fingers. The cigarette butt was extinguished, but his hand was not burned. This technique is very simple, you just need to be fast enough.

George put the extinguished cigarette butt into his pocket, and then he picked up the rifle placed against the wall again. Then, he said to his old colleague: "I will drive the prey out, and you will be responsible for killing it. Is there any problem?"

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"George! I've never killed anyone! I've never shot anyone, I can't do it!"

The old policeman had a bitter look on his face, but George shook his head and whispered: "No, no, no, this is not law enforcement, this is hunting. We are retiring, and you don't want to die here, right? Listen to me, that one outside

Guy, there’s someone on top of him!”

The old policeman's eyes widened.

George whispered: "I have dealt with criminals all my life, and I know very well what kind of guys those criminals are. The man outside is different. He is not the kind of bragging liar, nor is he the low-end kind.

Gangsters, look at them, there are dozens of corpses lying here, who do you think they are?"

"Who?"

George was helpless. He sighed and whispered: "He is definitely not an ordinary person, so I believe what he said. I think now is a good time to take action. We will gain a lot by then."

George didn't want to say more, because he felt it was meaningless, so after revealing a little bit about his former colleague, he turned around and pointed his gun again at the place where someone just lay down.

The difference between humans and wild boars is that wild boars don't know how to lie down, but humans do.

But the only thing that makes humans inferior to wild boars is that wild boars are faster and humans are slower.

George was very familiar with this police station. He knew where the enemy would hide after he lay down. He also knew that there was an open area just outside the police station. There were no walls, pits, or rocks suitable for bunkers.

The parking position of those people just now was wrong, and the position they took cover after getting off the car was even wrong. If there were only shrubs and weeds, they could only block the line of sight, but not block bullets.

George glanced back and forth a few times. He observed for a moment. The target's position should have changed now. It was not where he had just fallen down. But it didn't matter. When a person crawled around in the bush, he was really no different from a wild boar.

The bushes will move and the grass will move. Most people can't see it, but an experienced hunter can really see it at a glance.

George watched carefully for a long time, and then he suddenly fired a shot at the long row of bushes.

He fired, but there was no response, so George held on to the trigger and fired a bunch of bullets. Suddenly someone jumped up from the bushes and started running back frantically.

The old policeman opened fire. He fired four shots in a row. Seeing that the person who jumped out was about to run back to the car, George finally opened fire.

Forced to fire, he shot the target from behind, causing the target to fall next to the car door.

The old policeman said horrifiedly: "What a great shot!"

"No, you fought well."

George was a little frustrated. He walked towards his former colleague with a rifle, put his gun in his hand, and after taking the gun from the old policeman, he whispered: "I don't need to kill everyone.

I don’t want to, listen, this time it’s the same as before, I drive the prey out, you fire, it doesn’t matter if you don’t hit, I shoot again, but both of us gain something, do you understand?”

"Got it, George, thank you."

George smiled slightly, and then he whispered: "The biggest hobby in my life will actually come in handy today. I really..."

Searching and firing again, this time no one jumped out, but after George fired continuously, someone finally limped out of the bushes.

The distance is less than one hundred meters, to be precise, about seventy meters. From this distance, it is really difficult for George to miss.

The old policeman opened fire. He pulled the trigger and fired three bursts from the Farmas automatic rifle in his hand.

The bullet accurately hit the target from the side, and the target fell down motionless.

George was dumbfounded. He looked at his companion in astonishment and said, "Why was the shot so accurate this time?"

"I have also practiced shooting..."

George sighed: "Now four people are killed by the same rifle. Man, how to divide it now? We take turns using the same gun? This is unreasonable!"

The old policeman was speechless.

Gao Yi turned around and whispered to George in the room: "What's going on? Why do you keep shooting? The enemies don't dare to come in!"

Gao Yi was a little angry, but after George sighed, he said in a slightly higher voice: "No one will come, they are all dead."

Now Gao Yi was a little dumbfounded.

George waved, and then without waiting for Gao Yi to come in, he simply ran out with his rifle, squatted next to Gao Yi, and said seriously: "It's a little trouble, we shouldn't kill all four people outside.

Well, that is to say, do you think it is possible that someone else will come?"

Gao Yi took a breath of air, and George continued in a low voice: "There are three of us. Ariza is still young. He needs a meritorious promotion. Frankly speaking, I want the 100,000 euros you gave me more, and my former colleague Mr.

Friends, I can't let him get nothing. After all, bringing you here today has brought him a lot of trouble, so all three of us have to gain something."

Gao Yi nodded.

George continued: "So if I only fire two shots, it will definitely not work. If someone else comes, don't move and let me come. Is that okay?"
Chapter completed!