A truck?
Luke shivered and abruptly said, "Speed up."
As he spoke, he pressed on Selina's knee to make her step on the pedal.
Selina's car was an automatic since she found manual cars troublesome. Thus, Luke only needed to press on her knee to make the police car speed up.
The two had been partners for two months and frequently trained together. Thus, they had developed a certain level of tacit understanding.
Selina reacted quickly and stepped on the pedal since she understood what was going on the moment Luke pressed on her knee.
The engine of the F150 roared as the car accelerated.
At the same time, Luke noticed the massive outline move. Its lights lit up as its engine roared before it charged out of the street.
Luke's heart thumped when he saw it.
The car lights were blinding, and after that brief disorienting flash, a monstrous truck could be seen trying to ram into their car. He yelled, "Speed up! Speed up!"
Bang!
At the loud bang, Luke felt the world spin around him.
It wasn't him passing out, but the car that was spinning.
The police car spun through a row of wooden fences before it crashed into the front yard of a nearby house and stopped.
Luke's vigilance, his reaction speed, and the mutual understanding he shared with Selina had saved his life.
The truck failed to hit the passenger's seat. Due to Selina's sudden acceleration, the truck only hit the back of their car.
If the police car hadn't accelerated, or had sped up even a second later, Luke would have turned into meat paste by now.
His heart was thumping furiously after the close brush with death.
About a dozen meters away, a pair of sinister eyes stared at half the police car that was still visible amid the flower hedges. The owner of that pair of eyes commanded, "Now."
Da da da! Da Da da!
A continuous series of gunshots rang out.
Luke's physical constitution was nearly twice that of a regular person. Thus, he wasn't in much discomfort when the car spun. However, the seatbelt was pressed tightly against his chest, which made him feel suffocated.
The impact from the crash had been quite strong.
The instant the gunshots started, he crouched down and shouted, "Leave, now!"
Selina was still dizzy from the crash, but she still reached out to the door, unlocked it, and pushed it open.
But the door refused to budge.
Selina grew anxious. "My door's stuck."
Luke glanced over and found that her door could only be opened about five centimeters wide as there was a wooden railing in the way.
"F*ck!" He cursed as he quickly removed his seatbelt. He also unlocked his door before kicking it wide open with his leg.
Fortunately, there weren't any obstructions on this side of their car.
Seizing the opportunity, he grabbed the heavy firearms between the seats and yelled, "Crawl over here! We'll leave from my side! Move!"
They had to be fast.
In the span of a few seconds, the gunshots had already gotten closer to them.
The hedges and plants around them were torn apart by the bullets, and more and more of the bullets were starting to properly hit the car as well; the enemy seemed intent on turning both them and their car into a hornet's nest.
Luke pushed with his hands and legs at the same time, sending himself sliding out of the car in an odd posture.
And right after he left the car, he felt a stabbing pain at his waist, as if someone had jabbed him in the ribs.
He understood that he hadn't been hit by a bullet. Rather, it was a stray bullet brushing past his ribs.
Against AKs at such short range, the bulletproof vests wouldn't do much.
But no matter what, it still helped. At the very least, he wasn't bleeding, though it was still extremely painful to be hit by a stray bullet.
He groaned in pain, but didn't stop moving. He held his weapon in one arm and reached inside the car with his other hand to pull Selina out.
Then, the two of them crawled over the ground and hid in a corner of the yard.
Although there was a hedge around the police car, their surroundings were too exposed. They would be sitting ducks if they remained there.
The two were still desperately gasping for breath when gunshots rang out in the distance.
The two blanked out before turning around. Their expressions changed at what they saw.
The gunshots were coming from the direction of Selina's house.
Selina paled and clenched her teeth before she tried to run off.
Luke stopped her and dragged her back behind cover. "Stop being stupid!" There were at least seven AKs firing at them outside the yard. They were facing heavy firepower here.
If she charged out, she would only die.
Selina howled, "Let me go! I need to rescue my mom, my sister, and my brother…"
Luke slapped her without hesitation and said, "There are at least seven or eight gunmen here. Do you want to lead them to your family to slaughter them?"
That stunned Selina.
Luke continued moving as he put on a bullet belt before picking up his shotgun. He also tossed a tactical vest to Selina and said, "Put it on. Let's kill all these motherf*ckers."
He didn't forget to comfort her. "Trust Robert. He won't leave your family unprotected."
Hesitation flickered in Selina's eyes, but she still decided to believe in Luke and Robert.
Both of them were reliable people, especially Robert, who was a war veteran.
Two officers in civilian clothes were posted in her family's vicinity at all times. Both of them were also army veterans, and were equipped with heavy firearms. They were definitely the most experienced and skilled officers after Robert in town.
Given their advanced preparations, they would be able to keep her family safe.
Thus, they had to focus on dealing with these gunmen first before Selina could rush back home and check on her family.
She quickly put the tactical vest on. There were five magazines in it, and after grabbing the M4A1 Luke tossed her way, she said with a murderous glint in her eye, "Kill these b*stards!"
Luke heaved a sigh of relief. He had been afraid that Selina wouldn't be able to control her emotions and would rush out, only to be killed.
He led her in a retreat as he said in a low voice, "Stay here and keep firing as you fall back; keep them occupied."
Selina asked, "How about you?"
Luke slung the shotgun over his shoulder and said, "I'll take a detour and close in on their rear from Bill's house."
Selina immediately understood his plan.
Bill's house was right opposite them. If Luke could get there, the two of them would be positioned on both sides of the road. At that time, if the enemy continued firing from the road, the latter would be no different than sitting ducks.
"Understood," she said, before rushing to a secure corner and opening fire on the gunmen that were advancing on them.