The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

The discussion about repairing the car has come to an end for the time being. Strictly speaking, the Hellcat that Jack scrapped not long ago is not impossible to repair. After all, it was not damaged in a crash. The frame itself is intact, and the main damage is at the engine position at the front of the car.

But this is a public bus after all, and handing it over to the logistics department will almost certainly result in the final repair bill being no cheaper than buying a new car and then converting it into a plainclothes police car.

Except for the Pontiac Firebird which had special meaning to him, Jack was somewhat fickle when it came to big toys like cars. After receiving the brand new Audi R8, he forgot about the poor Hellcat.

Soon, this small convoy of three vehicles drove into a warehouse area with a shabby appearance. Whether it was the container cabinets or the tin houses, they would soon take on this dilapidated appearance under the corrosion of the salt spray at the seaside.

Therefore, Hainan's real estate projects are always full of bubbles that can never be squeezed out, because seaside holiday villas can only be holiday villas, and are not suitable for permanent residence at all. Even if you are rich enough to pay for the maintenance fees, you can't resist arthritis. (Pure nonsense by the author)

What is out of tune with the surrounding environment are the several white cameras at the four corners of the warehouse, which are obviously newly installed.

"When will the HPD reinforcements arrive? They may have discovered us." Hanna asked in a low voice as soon as he got out of the car.

Danny pulled the trigger and gestured to move forward, looking very heroic. "Then we won't wait for them. Let's go straight ahead."

"Be careful!" Jack's ears moved slightly, and he heard the sound of a car engine coming from the warehouse. Almost at the same time he shouted the warning, a Mercedes-Benz G broke through the thin iron wall of the warehouse and rushed towards them.

"Cover! Cover!" The two NCIS agents walking in front pointed their AR-15s at the Mercedes-Benz, but did not fire because their gun lines overlapped and the car flashed between them.

Jack pushed Danny away and turned to run. The two were now facing the front of the Mercedes-Benz.

Hearing the engine noise behind him getting closer, Jack sprinted to the front of the Saab bus and flipped over the hood with one hand.

The Mercedes-Benz car in pursuit suddenly braked, the entire body moved sideways, and the rear of the car hit the center of the Saab Ban's body, leaving an ugly dent on it.

"It's Comescu! He's in the car!" Karen yelled and chased after him. Jack popped his head out from behind the Saab bus, raised his gun but did not fire.

Two NCIS agents and the "Five-O" team were right between him and the Mercedes.

The opportunity was fleeting. The Mercedes-Benz G-Class made a roar, knocked over several wooden pallets piled on the ground and rushed out of the encirclement. By the time Jack got back to the other side of the Subaru, the others had only time to give the G-Class a few small sparks on its rear that did not hurt it.

"Follow him!" Danny, who was pushed to the ground by Jack, rushed to his Camaro first, followed by the big black man Hannah.

Jack opened the driver's door of the Sauber, and after getting in, he opened the passenger door for Cheng Hao who was lagging behind, "Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

However, when he stepped on the accelerator, the Camaro driven by Danny had already rushed out first.

"We're catching up!" Danny yelled through the headset.

"OK, then let's go around the warehouse area." Looking at the billowing smoke and dust in front of him, Jack gave up the idea of ​​following behind and getting eaten by dust.

"No problem! Kono, Karen, follow up! Outflank and intercept them!" Danny's voice was extremely excited.

"There are only two wooden bridges leading to the main island, one of which is at the other end of the warehouse." Cheng Hao, who was familiar with the terrain, gave Jack directions.

At the same time, the conversation between Hannah and Danny was heard on the communication channel.

"Overtake, this is a great car!"

"I do want to, but don't you think there are too many things here?" It can be heard that Danny, who was driving, was trying very hard.

"Steady!" Before Hannah finished his words, everyone heard the sound of him firing a gun, followed by a burst of low-pitched cursing. It was obvious that the gun missed.

"I fired it steady, but you fired it like Ray Charles," Danny complained.

Ray Charles was one of the first inductees into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, pioneered rhythm and blues music, and wrote the first truly African-American song. Danny used him as an example not because of the music, but because the musician was blind.

“Watch out for the dumpster!”

"I see, thank you!"

"You should work on your driving skills, your wrist position is very problematic!"

"My wrist position is wrong? Why do you SEALs all have the same problem? You like to point fingers at the person holding the steering wheel."

From this conversation, we can tell that Danny and his partner Steve McGarrett probably bicker like this on a regular basis.

Jack and Cheng Hao, who had already circled to the periphery of the warehouse area, looked at each other speechlessly. They were now in a slightly higher position and could clearly see the billowing smoke and dust rising from the factory area.

The Mercedes-Benz and Camaro were circling inside, one after the other, and from time to time the bodies of the two cars could be seen flashing through the gaps between the containers.

The red Malibu driven by Kono was still trying to take a detour from the other side, trying to get in front of the Mercedes-Benz G-Class from another road.

There was a long screeching sound of brakes, followed by Danny's frustrated wail, "Jack, I'm stuck, can you see them?"

"Hold on a minute, Kono, the other side is at your 10 o'clock direction. You will soon see that there is a construction site ahead. We will block them from the other side."

Compared to the chaos below, Jack was much calmer. It was just a small scene.

A few minutes later, the Mercedes-Benz G-Class rushed out of the warehouse area and reappeared, and was indeed blocked by the Kono. The two cars were almost parallel at one point, but the Malibu without a bumper was obviously not suitable for PIT, and its body weight was not suitable for confrontation. It could only try to stick to the other car and force it to change direction.

"We're back! We caught him! Great! Oh oh oh. No! Shit!" The Camaro that had turned around and chased from the other end of the warehouse area drifted across the middle of the road. Seeing the Mercedes rushing towards him without slowing down at all, Danny's voice rose eight octaves.

"Buzz bang!" The Suburban driven by Jack jumped high from behind a small mound of earth. The huge body of the full-size SUV slammed into the right front wheel of the Mercedes-Benz G-Class with unparalleled kinetic energy.

On the left was a dirt slope with a large bulldozer parked on it, and below the slope was a beach covered with sand and gravel. The Mercedes-Benz, which was deflected by Jack, scraped against the bulldozer, leaving a trail of sparks and took off directly, flying down the dirt slope with a beautiful 180-degree mid-air turn.