Chapter 885 - Battle of Los Santos (1/2)

On Venice Street, the sound of alarms and guns disturbed the tranquility of the night.

The police had already blocked off the street and dispatched almost all police forces in the nearby area to the attack location.

However, this didn’t change the unfavorable situation of Los Santos Police Department.

“…their firepower is too strong! We need support!”

“SWAT is on the way, hold on!”

“Damn, what are our snipers doing?” Brad hid behind a car, controlling his pumping heart. He seized the opportunity to return fire with his pistol.

However, against the unidentified armed force armed to the teeth, his m1911 bullets only tickled. Unless they directly struck the enemy’s head or leg, it wouldn’t cause substantial damage. Brad seriously wondered if they were wearing dragon scales or at defensive body armor of similar strength!

As for the Los Santos Police Department, Brad didn’t expect them to be helpful at all.

The police standard was Glock pistols with one or two shotguns at most. The state legislature did not pass the police’s request for automatic weapons. Therefore, in some UA blockbusters, it was often seen that the police force were beaten by the gangster’s automatic firepower… before the SWAT team arrived.

At the office building eight hundred meters away.

On the roof of this sixty-story building, close enough to oversee the entire Venice Street…

A soldier wearing a black mask with only his eyes exposed was kneeling on the edge of the roof. He systematically adjusted his sniper rifle. Next to him was an observer. The binoculars in his hand were locked on the chaotic street.

“At three o’clock, 871 meters, two targets.”

“Roger that.”

Three seconds later, the sniper pressed the trigger.

Near the ventilator, not far behind the two people, two bodies laid there quietly. From the logo on their clothes, they belonged to the FBA…

The instant he heard the piercing sound of bullets, Brad watched his comrade’s head get penetrated by a bullet in front of him. The insides of his brain, mixed with blood, spilled on the ground like crushed tofu.

He blanked out for a second.

Fear overwhelmed him, but this discomfort didn’t last long. In the next instant, his consciousness was brutally pulled out by a bullet that descended from heaven.

The FBA and CIB agents suppressed by the automatic weapons behind cover were killed by the sniper rifle, one by one. Twelve armed militants dressed in black combat uniforms divided into three teams, and they pushed foward by firing alternatively. They began to surround the Xin Embassy and advanced forward.

The polices were forced to take cover behind the police cars and didn’t have an opportunity to fight back.

Fortunately, the SWAT response was as fast as ever.

Four police helicopters quickly arrived at the battlefield. The SWAT team, also dressed in black, quickly dropped onto the road after the helicopter approached the area. With automatic weapons, their firepower was far superior to the Los Santos police, but…

Boom!

Two gunshots.

One bullet hit the concrete pavement, and the other hit the helicopter’s propeller bearing and created a blinding spark. The helicopter hovering above the road slammed and crashed into the building on the side. The propeller was like rotating blades, slashing the concrete wall. The SWAT team that had yet to land on the ground were like grasshoppers strung on a rope and they crashed into the building.

When the helicopter was shot down, the sniper also exposed his own coordinates.

“Enemy sniper spotted, coordinates…”

“Roger, moving.”

The SWAT team that landed on the road immediately engaged in crossfire with the unidentified armed forces.