Chapter 3 The Butcher of Harwood
The Thompson submachine gun is a well-known submachine gun produced by the American Automatic Ordnance Company in the late 1910s.
Thanks to its sturdy and durable performance, the Thompson submachine gun not only shines on the battlefield, but is also quite popular among a series of social people.
It is widely used by gangs, federal agents, police and American soldiers.
Among this group of users, a guy named Al Capone is the most famous.
This former Chicago emperor and former mafia boss loved to use the Thompson submachine gun very much. He led his gang members to commit several major crimes and created many horrific massacres.
In those dark days, whenever the unique "da da" sound of the Thompson submachine gun sounded, it meant that another bloody case was about to happen.
Although Al Capone later fell into disgrace, his influence was far-reaching.
So much so that today, the Thompson submachine gun, which is slightly behind the times, is still used by many people.
Just like the bodyguard who died first, he was carrying such a gun.
In the hail of bullets, Tommy used obstacles to dodge and came to the fallen body, picking up the submachine gun on the ground.
Xiao Zuo rotated the submachine gun, and now he can be regarded as a cannon with a greatly improved lethality.
Now it is his enemy who is unlucky.
"Go! Kill that damn guy and avenge the dead brother!"
The encirclement narrowed little by little, and the enemy had no room to hide.
The bodyguard captain Kendi, who thought he had won, rekindled his confidence and shouted loudly to give orders.
Of course, he was not without a little vigilance.
Although he shouted loudly, he was scared to death in his heart. He found a safe place to hide early and hid his body behind the concrete wall.
But if this little trouble can stump Tommy, then wouldn't his master-level shooting skills be in vain?
"It's noon..."
Just by simply looking around, Tommy had anticipated the situation on the scene. Without any sign, he suddenly fired a shot at the corner.
Then, he changed his position immediately without even looking at it, as if he had no doubt that he would miss.
Then would he miss?
Of course not!
Without a single deviation, the trajectory of the entire bullet was exactly the same as he had expected. After bouncing off the surface of the metal container several times, it flew towards the target with incredible accuracy.
Bang!
Plop!
The gunshot killed the man.
Without any surprise, the bodyguard captain who was still shouting just now could no longer make a sound, and his mouth was closed forever.
He died so simply that the group of brothers next to him were all shocked when they saw it, and their fighting spirit began to shrink.
After all, these guys are just small characters who do things for money.
With a leader, they can rely on their numbers to bully the few and fight a favorable battle.
But now that the leaders are dead, how can they fight to the death?
Therefore, these guys started to play soy sauce at the same time, waiting for whoever retreated first, and then they would follow in a big group.
And such half-hearted performance just gave Tommy an opportunity.
"You bastards, you had a lot of fun just now, right? Now it's my turn!"
In the corner, Tommy suddenly stood up, picked up the submachine gun in his hand, and pulled the fatal trigger.
Da da da da da!
In the dark abandoned factory, a typewriter-like sound suddenly rang out.
And with this sound, seven or eight bodyguards fell to the ground and were shot dead before they could even resist.
Seeing many brothers die, panic spread instantly.
These bodyguards did not try to resist, but their firepower seemed fierce, but it was completely useless. No bullets fell on Tommy, but instead exposed their own positions, and Tommy shot them one by one.
One, two, three...
It was easier than picking fruits from a tree. It only took a moment, and there was no one standing in the factory except Tommy.
A breeze blew in from the hole in the ceiling, and soon the whole factory was filled with an extremely unpleasant bloody smell.
Standing in the darkness, Tommy felt a little strange.
He originally thought that he was not ready yet.
Out of the instinct of survival, he might fight with others.
But if he was asked to be a cold-blooded killing machine, he thought he was far from that point.
After all, his life before crossing over was quite peaceful, and the social security was very stable.
How could he suddenly break the bottom line and kill people?
Just looking at the current situation, he seemed to have no need to think about these unnecessary problems.
Maybe there are still residual emotions in this body, or maybe he is born like this.
Tommy, who just committed a bloody massacre, now has no fluctuations in his heart.
It's as if nothing happened.
No mistakes, just read the content of the book in 6-9!
He didn't feel the nausea and vomiting at all, as in the novel.
"Well, from another perspective, this is a good thing!"
Looking at the blood all over the ground, Tommy sighed.
Although he knew nothing about the world he was in now, just by reading the original owner's memory, he knew that life here was not peaceful.
At least he had a general understanding of the mafia where the original owner belonged.
They were all gangsters, so there was no good person left.
You can't survive in the mafia just by relying on morality.
And Tommy was not the type who would tie his hands and let others slaughter him, otherwise, he would not be the one standing here alive.
"What should I do next?"
Frowning slightly, Tommy began to think about the next action plan.
First of all, escape must be the first priority.
But what about after escaping?
What should he do?
More importantly, where should he escape to?
He is not the original Tommy, and he will not be blinded by loyalty.
There is no doubt that someone betrayed him behind the scenes when such an accident occurred in the assassination mission that was in hand.
And this assassination mission was quite strict, and only a few people in the organization knew about it.
Those who knew about it were all high-level members of the organization, and they were all heavyweights.
Thinking of the possible identity of the mastermind, Tommy's heart was filled with gloom.
The enemy is in the dark, I am in the light.
This terrible situation is very unfavorable for him.
Of course, he is not without support.
The benefactor who supported him to the position is his backer.
Now that he is in trouble, that person will definitely not sit idly by and will definitely lend him a helping hand at the critical moment.
Just at this time, there was movement outside the factory.
A short, crisp, and rapid siren sounded outside the factory...
