North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

As soon as Locke entered the water, he quickly adapted. After a little search, he found the car that had fallen into the river and was floating in the water with its head down.

Except for the bubbles coming out of the car, the car looked intact. Judging from the suspended state, the car should not have been completely filled with water.

Locke immediately accelerated and swam towards the car. As he swam closer, he realized that the car was actually a luxury car, a Bentley Mulsanne.

He approached the car and found a figure in the driver's seat who was trying to save himself, probably trying to press down the window.

In this case, how could you open the car window?

Locke hurriedly slapped the glass, but the car was already filled with water. The people in the car found Locke and slapped the window to ask for help.

Only then did Locke see clearly the person in the car. She was a woman with black hair, her face was very pale, and her hair was stuck to her face with water, making her appearance unclear.

Locke waved the gun in his hand at the woman in the car, and then prepared to swim to the front and break the windshield. He signaled the woman to get ready, but the woman shook her head at Locke with a look of despair.

Locke didn't understand for a moment, so he swam to the front of the car and fired two shots at the windshield at close range. He didn't want the bullets to hit the windshield, but only hit a small spot. The windshield didn't even have a crack.

The Glock is too tight underwater.

Locke reached out and touched the front windshield, and his heart sank. Damn it, it was actually bulletproof glass.

Only then did he realize why the woman was shaking her head at her with a look of despair. It was like she was in an iron coffin!

At this time, Locke discovered that the woman in the car had climbed into the back seat. The back seat of the Bentley Mulsanne could not be folded down. It was impossible for the woman to escape from the trunk. Locke banged the windshield to remind the woman.

As soon as he got closer, he saw the woman reaching out from the back seat with a pistol, hiding it behind the seat and shooting into the windshield.

"boom……"

"boom……"

"boom……"

……

The woman emptied the magazine directly, bullet holes appeared on the windshield, and the car was shaken and sank further.

Locke was shocked. Damn it, this woman actually carried a large-caliber pistol with her in the car.

At this time, the water had reached the woman's chest, but the woman seemed not to give up. She changed a magazine and continued shooting at the windshield. There were still just white spots on the windshield.

Locke was almost reaching his limit at this time and had to swim up for air. As soon as he surfaced, he saw David lying on the railing staring at him anxiously. Seeing him appear, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Locke took a big breath and shouted: "David, trunk, hk416..."

David was startled for a moment, but didn't ask, and hurriedly ran over to get his hk416 from the trunk of the patrol car.

At this time, support also arrived, it was Superintendent Mona and Nathan. Superintendent Mona shouted to Locke: "How is the situation?"

Locke replied while breathing back: "People are still alive, but car glass is bulletproof..."

He asked: "When will the fire rescue truck arrive?"

Superintendent Mona's expression changed. The bulletproof car meant that the person in the car had an unusual identity. She replied: "Still on the way..."

"Lock..."

David shouted and threw hk416 towards Locke.

Locke didn't answer, and waited until hk416 fell into the water. Then he took a deep breath, dived into the water again, grabbed the sinking hk416, and swam toward Bentley at the bottom of the water again.

The barrel of his hk416 is 14.5 inches, which is better than close-range combat and has greater power at close range.

If hk416 still can't break the bulletproof glass, then he has no choice. Unfortunately, this gun is equipped with 5.56x45mm ordinary bullets. If there are 7.62x51mm armor-piercing bullets, the chance may be greater.

Of course, if you use the C4 in the storage box, you should be able to explode the bulletproof glass, but the woman would probably be shocked to death, and there is a risk of exposure.

He wouldn't take such a risk for a stranger.

Now I can only resign myself to fate and try my best.

When Locke returned to the car windshield, the car had completely sunk down and the interior of the car was completely filled with water.

The woman was floating in the water, her hair scattered. Because of the light, Locke still couldn't see her face clearly. He only felt that her face was very white, and her mouth was still bubbling. She had not completely lost consciousness, but her expression was very... Calm and doesn't seem too afraid of death.

Locke glanced at the woman in shock. Without the cover of her hair, he suddenly felt that this woman looked familiar, and she was too beautiful to be true.

But there was no time to think about this at this time. He turned on the safety, pointed at the place where the woman had just shot, and pulled the trigger.

"boom……"

"boom……"

"boom……"

……

As Locke fired with precision, each shot hitting the bullet hole of the previous pistol, cracks began to appear on the windshield.

Locke fired a few more shots and found that although the cracks were increasing, this kind of damage was not enough to break the bulletproof glass with a thickness of one inch.

Seeing that the woman in the car had lost consciousness, Locke was very sorry. He changed his posture and kicked his foot hard on the windshield. Although the bulletproof glass was loose, there was no sign of breaking.

Suddenly, Locke found a bubble in the upper right corner of the windshield. He instantly became hopeful. Bulletproof glass could not be broken, but the glass was fixed with glue.

Locke took out the OKC-3S dagger from the storage box and inserted it into the corner of the windshield. He actually inserted it, slid it up and down, and then pried it hard, but the glass was only slightly loose.

So, he simply poured all the bullets in the HK416 towards this corner. This time he actually made a hole in the edge of the windshield. He inserted the barrel into the hole, stopped the car, and pried the glass again.

"puff!"

The water splashed, and this time the windshield was finally knocked open, tearing off a corner. Locke threw away the gun in his hand, grabbed the glass with both hands, kicked on the frame, and breathed his last breath.

"puff!"

This time the water spray was bigger, and the windshield was finally torn open with a big hole.

At this time, Locke had reached his limit and his oxygen had long been exhausted. He wanted so much to float up and take a breath before coming back down, but he held back.

He reached out his hand from the car and fished around. He grabbed a strand of hair and pulled it out hard.

The woman had completely lost consciousness and was floating in the water. Locke grabbed the woman's hair and pulled her out of the torn hole.

As soon as the woman came out, he hugged her body and kicked his feet down instinctively.

At this moment, he forgot all his swimming skills, leaving only his survival instinct.

"Swish"

As soon as he broke out of the water, Locke gasped frantically. For the first time, he discovered that air should be the most precious thing in the world.

"Coming up..."

"Good job!"

"Wow!"

"awesome!"

"..."

Hearing the shouts and applause one after another, Locke looked up towards the shore and found that Tramond Bridge was actually full of people, and there were lapds among the crowd.

The ambulance and fire crane have also arrived. The fire truck is placing the bracket, and the firefighter next to it is putting on a diving suit.

Locke glanced at the woman in his arms. Her face was covered with hair and she couldn't see clearly, but her skin was really white. He touched her chest and found that there was still a heartbeat, but it was very weak.

He looked around and saw a step ten meters downstream. He pointed there and shouted to David and the others: "There is still a heartbeat, call an ambulance over there..."