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Chapter 11 Fierce Fight in the Parking Lot

"Are you okay?" Angela handed over a cup of coffee.

Jack shook his head and took the coffee. "The feeling of forcibly taking a close relative away from a child is really terrible. I checked and this person really has no criminal record. His behavior yesterday was just a mistake. Before that, he had been a An honest and good man."

Angela shrugged: "I never said that being a patrol officer was an easy job, either physically or psychologically. He may have been a good person, but that doesn't change the fact that he committed a crime."

Jack finished his coffee in two or three sips and shrugged: "Maybe, poor kid, damn the world." But he had an idea in his mind.

In the afternoon, everyone was called back to the police station. In the morning, while Jack and Angela were arresting the father of a child, officers John and Talia Bishop arrested a wanted man who had escaped from the court.

The purpose of this wanted man's escape was to attend his daughter's coming-of-age ceremony. John, the good man, did not arrest him in public. He was very grateful and provided an important clue to the drug transaction. Superintendent Gray convened a meeting in the conference room. Everyone began to assign tasks.

"The location of the transaction is the parking lot behind the Stone Home Goods store on Sunset Boulevard. At three o'clock in the afternoon, a car will be loaded with 80 kilograms of cocaine, arrive here from Mexico, and park in the parking lot."

Lucy asked questions while taking notes: "So, the criminals will meet and make deals in the parking lot in broad daylight?"

Tim explained from the side very experiencedly: "The parking lot of this kind of department store is a very good choice. There is a lot of traffic, the entrances and exits are clear, and the huge flow of people is their best cover."

Superintendent Gray continued: "The transaction process is very simple. The driver will leave the vehicle and leave the key. The buyer will then enter the cab and drive away directly. The whole process only takes less than a minute. .”

"According to the informant, the drug is hidden in a red Honda Civic with a Nevada license plate. There are only two entrances and exits in the parking lot. The following is the specific division of labor."

After hearing the personnel deployment, Jack, who was not called by name, raised his hand in confusion: "What about me?"

Superintendent Gray pointed at him: "You drive a police car and follow me alone. I will keep an eye on you in the parking lot in civilian clothes. You are responsible for covering me."

At 2:55 p.m., Jack parked the police car behind Superintendent Gray's old Buick and pretended to come forward to give him a ticket. The African-American commander with a small telescope observed the parking lot, picked up the walkie-talkie and said : "The buyer was found, a blue Dodge Ram, with three Latino-looking suspects inside. The red Honda Civic has not been found yet."

Hidden in the alleys at both ends, John and Lucy, two rookie groups, and another group, Hannah and Angela, responded on the intercom respectively.

Five minutes later, a red Honda Civic with Nevada license plates slowly drove into the parking lot. A guy wearing a woolen hat got out of the car. He got out and walked quickly to an unmanned Toyota at the other end of the parking lot. Pickup.

At the same time, a man got out of the blue Dodge Ram, climbed into the driver's seat of the Honda Civic, restarted the car, and prepared to leave.

"Action!" Following Superintendent Gray's action order, two police cars sounded their sirens and blocked the entrances and exits of the parking lot respectively. He died on the spot, and at the same time, the Honda Civic loaded with drugs forced his way through the green belt and escaped. A group of police cars, Lucy and Tim, sped up and chased after him.

Superintendent Gray also started the Buick, followed by the Dodge Ram, and Jack drove quickly to keep up.

The Dodge Ram, who was about to escape, found that the police car of John and Talia Bishop blocked the road in front of him. A gangster in the co-pilot jumped out of the car directly, using the car parked beside him as a cover, and opened fire with a semi-automatic rifle. Desperately shot at the two.

The Dodge Ram crazily sped up and turned around, and the screeching sound of tires and gunshots rang out throughout the parking lot.

With a loud noise, the Dodge Ram crashed into Superintendent Gray's Buick, and the airbag that popped out instantly made the African-American commander unconscious. Get out of the car and shoot at the Buick's cab.

Jack, who had just parked the police car 20 meters away, was so frightened when he saw this scene that he had no time to turn around and take out the M16 from the back seat. He didn't even have time to get out of the car. He kicked the door open, pulled out his Glock and aimed it at the dummy 20 meters away. peddler.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. The sound of the exchange of fire between another gangster and John and the others not far away seemed to come from the distant sky. Under the influence of adrenaline, his attention had never been so focused. The gangster's ferocious expression in the crosshair gap was captured by Magnified to the fullest extent, Jack could even clearly see the dense bloodshot eyes around his pupils.

While the gangster raised the AK, the Glock in Jack's hand went off, and the gunshots continued until the magazine was emptied.

Pressing the latch on the handle of the gun, the empty magazine automatically fell down under the action of gravity. Jack quickly stepped forward and replaced it with a new magazine. The gangster on the ground was already dead.

Ignoring further inspection of the body and kicking away the AK on the ground, Jack continued forward and came behind another gangster who was still trying to resist. He pointed a gun at his back and shouted: "Put down the gun and hold your head with both hands." !”

Seeing John step forward to handcuff the gangster who gave up resistance, he relaxed. When he saw the concerned colleagues gathered around him, his heart moved. He held his hands in front of the car with trembling hands and let out a burst of retching.

Superintendent Gray, who had regained consciousness, stood beside him, patted his shoulder and asked, "Are you okay?"

Jack pretended to be weak and waved his hand: "I'm fine, maybe I was too nervous just now."

Superintendent Gray's unsmiling old black face rarely forced out a scary smile, and praised: "Well done, boy, you saved my life."

There was a call on the intercom, and Lucy and Tim, who were chasing the Honda Civic, successfully arrested the last suspect.

Hannah, who covered her mouth after checking the corpses on the ground, and Angela, who looked normal, also walked up to Jack. Angela punched Jack in the chest, and said with a smile: "The daily gun practice in the shooting range for the past few weeks has achieved good results. You It’s also the rookie with the best on-the-spot response I’ve ever seen, and it’s the first time I’ve seen someone who can hit all 20 rounds with a Glock from more than 15 meters away in actual combat.”

Jack was shocked. He walked to the corpse and saw that the corpse on the ground had been shot several times in the lower abdomen and neck. The chest was almost smashed and bloody. He didn't know how Angela could count all 15 bullets.

Although every detail of the shooting is still fresh in his memory, Jack couldn't help feeling guilty, wondering if his performance was a bit too much, even if he missed two rounds, it would be easier to explain afterwards.

Suddenly, I opened the system in my mind and saw a new notification: "Congratulations to the host for successfully using mental power in actual combat and improving his pistol shooting skills to mastery."

Sure enough, the two basic attributes and skills of mental power and physical fitness are related. Fortunately, the mental power broke through 20 before, otherwise today not only would not be able to improve the pistol shooting skills, but Superintendent Gray might also lose his life. "

This system doesn't explain anything clearly. You have to rely on yourself to figure everything out. It's really a scam.

As a result of the parking lot shootout, all of the officers who fired the shots were given three days of administrative leave pending confirmation of the legality of the shooting from the D.A. Attorney's Office, and Jack went to Superintendent Gray alone with a request before he got off duty.

"Did you bail the guy who stole your evidence?" After another fierce battle, Zoe, who was completely limp, drew circles on Jack's chest as usual.

"Yeah, this guy is less than 2000 yuan, and the bail is 5000 yuan. The salary he just paid has lost more than half of it. This month, he will not have enough to eat." Finally, Jack, who was refreshed, felt like joking. , crying poorly with her arms around Zoe.

The annual salary of an LAPD police officer as a rookie is only $6000 to $5000, which is more than $ a month. Taking out $ in one go really made Jack feel bad for him. He also prayed that the guy would not commit another crime during his bail period, otherwise he would really Big loss.

Fortunately, he doesn't have the problem of spending in advance like ordinary old Americans, and waiting for a lot of bills at the end of the month. In addition, he eats, drinks, and lives at Hannah's little rich woman's house. Apart from the bullet money for gun training, he basically doesn't have much expenses. .