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

"When you get down there, say hello to the guy below." Jack wasn't familiar with the God who lived above him, but he was an old friend of Lucifer Morningstar below. He couldn't even remember how many heinous things he had sent to him. His soul was given to that Hell's Angel.

After saying that, he took back the cross that was placed on the wound of Lasso and threw it back to the bedside table. Under the stunned eyes of the other party, he covered his mouth and nose with one hand and pressed on his carotid sinus with the other hand.

Lasso was seriously injured and dying, how could he withstand such a covering and pressing, and died on the spot.

Jack didn't even bother to close his unblinking eyes. He casually covered his face with a piece of cloth, opened the door and helped Colonel Martinez into the bedroom. He asked him to sit down on the chair and called on the channel at the same time.

"Attention everyone, this is Bravo7. The interrogation has been concluded. Doza may be hiding in the warehouse at the end of the Candela railway track."

"Well done, Boy Wonder, come down below for support, we're in trouble." Jason's surprised voice came from the channel. He didn't expect that the FBI's interrogation efficiency was so high, and he didn't even ask about Russo's life and death. , "Combat center, did you receive it? Notify the intelligence officer and send someone there to conduct investigation first."

"Operation center received." Logistics support officer Lisa Davis' voice was still calm and calm, but everyone could hear a hint of surprise in her tone.

Jack went down to the first floor and saw the priest who was supposed to be hiding kneeling in front of the cross in the chapel and praying. The SEALs were hiding under the cover of the pillars and watching the two wooden doors warily.

"Almighty and eternal God, please go with them and forgive them for all they have done. We seek the refuge of your everlasting refuge. Rejoice and shout and protect our warriors in the line of duty.

Please use your powerful shield to protect them and protect them from evil and harm. May the power of your love allow them to return home safely and reunite with their loved ones. They will surely praise your loving care. This is my love. What you want."

The priest's prayers echoed in the church. Although the seals were not all devout believers, amidst the prayers, each of them had a solemn expression, as if they had been given some kind of BUFF.

When Jack saw this scene, he thought of his own obviously blasphemous behavior just now, and felt it was inexplicably ironic. At this moment, there was only one melody echoing in his heart, "Il n'est pas de sauveurs suprêmes: Ni Dieu, ni César, ni Tribun”

"Father, please come with me." As soon as the priest said "Amen", deputy team member Ray Perry quickly stepped forward to lift him up and take him to the room behind the chapel.

"How's the situation?" Jack came to Jason and asked softly.

"There are three enemies outside the front door. They will come in soon to check. We plan to let them in and kill them quietly." Jason tilted his head slightly in the direction of the door.

"Can't we turn off all the lights in the church? We have an advantage in fighting with night vision goggles." Sonny complained at another pillar not far away. He had just been called back by Jason, and there was only one person on the bell tower. Bullock was left alone.

Once a battle breaks out here, the machine gun in his hand is the most powerful firepower to block the entrance to the gate.

"Churches are open around the clock, and doing things in the dark will only arouse more suspicion." Ray Perry, who came back from the confessional, rolled his eyes at this guy without common sense, where he had just hidden the priest.

Several people took cover. Jack took out his FK7.5 and put on the Osprey silencer. In the quiet night, the gunshot of the assault rifle could still be heard for a certain distance even if the silencer was on.

However, things went wrong. The three armed men who came to search whispered to each other. One of them leaned across the street and smoked a cigarette. The other two pushed open the small iron door and made a creaking sound.

Listening to the Spanish conversation outside the door getting closer and closer, Jack gestured to leave it to him.

"click"

The wooden door was pushed open, and two gunmen holding AKs walked in. It was obvious that they had not received CQB training, or they were infected by the solemn atmosphere in the church. They unexpectedly reached out and drew a "" on their chests. Cross.

"Puff, puff, puff!" There were four soft sounds, one shot in the chest and one in the head. The two gunmen fell to the floor almost in no particular order. Ray Perry, who was waiting on the other side, stepped out at the same time and knocked lightly with his foot. wooden door.

"Bravo1, the third enemy is unaware." Bullock, who was watching from the bell tower, reported.

Jack and Ray Perry each took charge of a body and dragged it aside, leaving only two red and white marks on the floor.

"Got it, keep waiting to see if he will come in." Jason replied.

The battle was about to break out, but the longer it dragged on, the better for his side. Jack squatted behind the small window facing the street on the side of the gate and looked out, watching the cigarette in the gunman's hand across the street flicker and extinguish, and soon only the butt of the cigarette was left. , I wish I could give him a cigar and let him smoke it slowly.

Major Blackburn just sent a communication, and the QRF arrived in 15 minutes. It was actually not a good idea to hold on in the church. Now that the information had been obtained, it seemed that the best strategy was to evacuate through the small road as soon as possible and take the initiative to join the reinforcements.

But since the buildings in the Ixtapaluca slum are complex and many places are covered, the drone in the sky cannot 100% guarantee that they can avoid the enemy. In the event of a hasty encounter, as long as there is a gunshot, they will be easily It is possible to fall into a more chaotic siege in unfavorable terrain.

Secondly, there is a seriously injured person in the team. No matter how good Jack's healing skills are, he dare not immediately let Colonel Martinez's wounds become scabbed and move freely. Otherwise, the SEALs' mission may not be immediately changed from chasing drug lords to escorting VIPs. Back to Washington.

Obviously God did not intend for everyone to waste the remaining time like this. The gunman across the street finished his cigarette, waited for a while, and yelled at the church impatiently. After receiving no response, he did not continue. He stepped forward and took out his cell phone.

"Bang!" Bullock on the bell tower immediately shot Jason in the head after getting Jason's consent, but it was too late. The call had already been dialed, and the person on the other side of the phone noticed something was wrong.

Not long after, there was an engine sound a few blocks away, and soon a pickup truck with five or six gunmen in the back appeared on the street outside the church.

"OK, they're here, about ten, uh, fifteen people." Before Bullock could finish his words, a second pickup truck also appeared.

"Bravo1, what happened? There are hundreds of people gathering towards your position." Lisa Davis' voice came from the channel. She was paying attention to the situation here through the drone screen.

"We've been discovered. Please tell the major and them to hurry up." After Jason said that, he decisively ordered to fire. "Brock takes action and sets off fireworks to light up the night sky so that our reinforcements don't look for the wrong place."

With a thumping sound, several 40mm grenades accurately landed on a pickup truck in the middle of the road. The two pickup trucks that arrived first turned into two burning piles of scrap metal on the spot, with more than a dozen militants on them. They were all reimbursed before they even got off the car, and a few lucky ones were lying in the middle of the road with missing arms and legs, screaming miserably.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ray Perry, Sonny, and Clay struggled to move the sturdy pews in the chapel and block them all at the entrance.

A few minutes later, the calm night sky was broken again. The sound of engines, brakes, glass shattering, tires squeaking on the ground, accompanied by Spanish roars and random gunshots, instantly turned the place into a bustle. battlefield.

"Pay attention to your ammunition reserves and make good use of every bullet in your magazine!" Jason reminded loudly.

The disadvantage of the chapel became apparent at this moment. The first and second floors plus the small bell tower at the top had less than five windows that could shoot outside.

Bullock on the small bell tower was quickly driven down by the concentrated fire. The wooden bell tower on the top was not enough to withstand the penetration of AK bullets. His calf was pricked with blood by flying wooden thorns.

After being briefly bandaged, he was assigned to guard the back door on the north side. The others continued to shoot through the few shooting openings. However, as more and more militants gathered around him, they were suppressed and unable to raise their heads.

"RPG!" Seeing two heads protruding from the wall, one on the left and one on the right carrying two rocket launchers on their shoulders, Jack shouted a warning and at the same time, braved the flying bullets and killed one of them with one shot.

Clay on the other side took action almost as soon as he received his reminder, but it was too late. Although he killed the second rocket launcher, the rocket had already been launched and hit the wooden door.

For a moment, sawdust flew everywhere, and the door was crumbling. It relied entirely on the benches behind the door for support. The team members in the church lowered their heads to avoid it.