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

Chapter 1257 21!

The cabin fell silent for a moment, as if everyone was waiting for Jack's answer. Even Samir, the skinny old man who was ready for interrogation, and a guard left in the cabin by Juno turned their eyes to the young FBI agent.

"3" is the number that Jack said in a long tone, which made people despise him but also feel inexplicably disappointed.

However, he obviously hadn't finished speaking yet, and then he uttered another number in a drawn-out tone.

"2"Everyone was stunned and didn't understand what he meant.

"1!"

As soon as the words came out, when everyone was confused, Harry beside Jack suddenly stood up, grabbed the scalpel on the table that Samir had been wiping for a long time, and swung it with force, accurately piercing the guard's eye socket and even directly piercing his brain.

Jack also jumped up at the same time. Before Samir in front of him could scream, he made a lightning-fast move and strangled him by the neck. The skinny old man couldn't even hold on for half a second. With a crisp cracking sound from his neck, he died.

"What happened?" The guard outside asked in Arabic.

Harry picked up the long iron hook hanging on the beam and walked to the side of the door in three or two steps. When the other party stood at the door and looked inside, before he could see the situation inside the house clearly, the long iron hook made a whistling sound that tore through the air, and the sharp, curved end pierced into the guard's chest.

At the same time, Jack had taken the pistol from the body of the guard in the house, and took out the handcuff key from his pocket.

"Let's get out of here first." While Jack was uncuffing Helen and Jessie, Harry staggered to a box of purified water against the wall. Not caring that there was a layer of dust on it, he took out a bottle, wiped it casually, opened the cap, and drank it down in one gulp.

He didn't have Jack's cheat code, and he just relied on willpower and the anti-interrogation training he had received. Fortunately, this guy's physique was different from that of ordinary people, and he cooperated with Jack smoothly.

From the time the two men suddenly attacked and killed people to the time her handcuffs were removed, it took less than two minutes in total. Helen was still in shock and couldn't recover.

Watching Harry silently repositioning his dislocated left thumb with the help of Jack, Helen couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh my God, I feel like I married a Rambo."

After leaving the cabin, the four did not go far, but found a reef by the sea to hide. Harry's condition at this time had not yet fully recovered, and he was walking with a limp, but his consciousness had basically regained clarity.

Of course he didn't know that this was because Jack secretly filmed a healing spell for him, and he thought that the medicine given to him by the old man named Samir was of poor quality. After all, a certain FBI seemed to recover faster than him.

Taking off his shirt and draping it over Helen who was shivering in the sea breeze, Harry asked Jack, "How long do you think it will take for the reinforcements to arrive? The enemy has occupied the entire island, which means there is no one living nearby. This is obviously just their assembly point."

Jack looked up at the sky, first identified the Big Dipper to determine the direction, then glanced at the position of the moon, his expression looking a little unhappy.

The moon was still hanging in the east, which meant it was still the first half of the night. Although he had made some arrangements in advance and even the SEAL Team Six was on standby, he was still somewhat unsure.

Although the positioning system sewn into Helen's bag is an old model, the GPS positioning is not so biased that it cannot find an island. After all, Harry's partner Gibson is an experienced agent who has been working for more than ten years, so he should not let us down.

But after all, the incident happened suddenly. In this extremely urgent situation, Jack and Harry, the two people who can make the decision, are out of contact, which inevitably makes people worried.

Therefore, the most urgent task is to find a way to get in touch with Gibson, or at least explain the seriousness of the matter.

The "Dark Jihad" led by Aziz came out in full force this time. After they arrived on the island, they saw no less than forty or fifty terrorists along the way. Including the guards patrolling around the island, the actual number of people might be over a hundred.

If there were only Jack and Harry at this time, with the help of the night and the terrain, they could at least turn the terrorists upside down, if not completely wipe them out. After all, "Arnold" is a tough guy who can fight the Terminator on equal terms.

But with Helen and Jessie added to the mix, things became a little restrictive.

"Juno has a satellite phone on her. We need to find a way to get in touch with the outside world first," Jack said as he scanned the surroundings.

It was pitch black everywhere and he couldn't see clearly, but he could roughly judge that the island they were on was not large. The area where the warehouse was previously located was almost at the commanding height of the center of the island. Jack could sense the sound of waves coming from all directions.

Although the island was in a mess due to the terrorists and was filled with garbage such as broken wooden boxes and scrapped cars, there were not many places to hide.

After thinking for a moment, Jack signaled the three to stay calm, bent down and disappeared into the night. When he appeared again soon, he had a waterproof cloth and a torn fishing net in his hands.

He spread out the waterproof sheet and motioned for Helen and Jessie to lie on it. He covered them with a torn fishing net and picked up some kelp and debris that had floated on the waves and piled them around. As long as the two didn't move, no one should notice them before dawn.

There are not soft sandy beaches everywhere on the beach, but mostly muddy mudflats or reefs covered with sharp stones. The only small pier on the island is brightly lit at this time, and a large group of terrorists are busy on it.

Although it was highly likely that they were now on a tropical island in the Caribbean Sea, perhaps not far from Florida, they would not dare to go out to sea even if they were given a small boat, unless they could seize one of the two helicopters.

Harry's idea was the same as Jack's. Hiding and waiting was too passive. He had to find a way to take the initiative.

Hugging Helen and giving her a domineering deep kiss, Harry said in an unquestionable tone, "You wait here, Jack and I are going to find a way to stop Aziz's plan, no matter what he wants to do."

Helen covered her mouth, not knowing what to say. She had always fantasized about this scene, but when she saw her husband going forward without hesitation and risking his life, she felt that the simple life she had before was also pretty good.

Jessie, who was standing by, hugged Jack and gave him a kiss, completely ignoring the fact that her parents were next to them.

She knew that Jack was not an ordinary person, but the ogres they had faced together were only terrifying in appearance and the weapons they used were relatively crude.

Feeling four unfriendly gazes, Jack could only pat the girl on the back and comfort her softly, then turned around and followed Harry into the night.