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

"Bang, bang, bang!" Hearing a series of gunshots from upstairs, the two men guarding the door of the "motel" subconsciously wanted to rush in.

As soon as one of the men pushed open the door, he froze in the distance and then slowly backed away. His companion behind him was smart enough. When he saw that the man in front of him had a shotgun stuck on his forehead, he turned around and wanted to run towards the car they were driving.

At this time, the car lights in the parking lot came on, and the only two parked cars suddenly started, blocking the black sedan from the front and the back. Several black gun muzzles poked out of the car windows and pointed at the guy who was trying to escape. He was so scared that he quickly dropped the gun and knelt on the ground.

In the distance, out of sight of everyone, Jack pointed his gun at the cars passing by on the road, and Aubrey nervously used night vision goggles to observe whether there were other vehicles nearby trying to leave.

"Good job, guys." After making sure that no fish had slipped through the net, Jack tapped his earphone to signal the end of the work.

-

"Bang!" The 10mm pistol bullet that could easily knock down a wild boar showed its power at close range. Reacher shot directly and shattered the opponent's ulna and radius in the forearm, leaving only skin and muscle barely connected to the palm.

The sound of gunfire could be heard far away in the night sky, but unfortunately this place was adjacent to an uninhabited beach, and there were no residential buildings within a radius of more than 911 meters. The most important thing was that even if someone called , the person who answered the case might be among the "onlookers" at the scene.

Danny was standing among a group of FBI agents, looking around. Although he had taken Jack to bury someone on the riverbank before, his purpose that time was just to scare the other party. The scene before him was a real lynching.

"Ah ah." Seeing his companion rolling on the ground holding his right hand, the guy who had just realized something was wrong and ran away shuddered in fear, and sweat covered his forehead.

"What do you want to know? Just ask me!" Seeing Reacher's gun pointed at him, the guy clamped his legs tightly together, fearing that he would wet his pants.

Reacher looked at him coldly, and after a while he took out a stack of photos from his pocket and threw them on the ground. This was Jack's vegetable garden, and the porch lights were a little dim, but it was enough to see the portraits on them clearly.

"We have cleared out all the scum that Lanston knew, so we can only send you former colleagues who were corrupt police officers to carry out the mission of silencing them, right? So you must know when and where he will meet the buyer, right? Grant."

The photo showed headshots of all the management of the security department of "New Era Technology", and the photo of the guy in front of him was among them.

"It's 5 o'clock tomorrow morning and I don't know the location. I swear, Lanston will only tell us what we need to know. This is all I know. Please don't kill me!" Grant was almost shaking like a sieve.

"Bang! Bang!" Reacher fired two shots in a row. The bullets hit the guy's ears and shattered on the hard concrete steps. The flying bullet fragments smashed half of Grant's face into a bloody mess.

"What else?"

"Lanston is not at the headquarters. He is hiding in a research and development facility in Rockland County. I swear to God! That's all I know! Don't kill him." Grant covered his face and screamed.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Reacher emptied the magazine and shot this guy and the wailing guy next to him.

Jubal, who had been watching from the side, had a slightly changed expression. He glanced at Jack and found that he didn't even move his eyelids, as if he had anticipated this scene, so he gave up the idea of ​​saying anything.

He was fully aware of the case, including the fact that Jack and DHS were trying to implicate a certain senator. He knew that this time was different from the past and the fewer key witnesses there were, the better.

Moreover, he knew very well that Reacher was not bloodthirsty, but was seeking revenge for his teammates who had died tragically. If he were in his shoes, he would also pull the trigger without hesitation.

-

"Bang." Jack poured a large bucket of water and a mop and threw them next to Reacher, muttering with a look of resentment, "Please, this is the FBI office, not some wilderness, can you please not make it so bloody."

The big guy who was in the wrong didn't say a word, picked up the mop and started mopping the floor.

"There are still five hours before the transaction between the two parties. What are you going to do?" Jack leaned against the steps with his arms folded, watching Reacher cleaning the steps in the backyard. They had just started the interrogation here.

The other members of the special investigation team were taking out body bags from the trunk of the plainclothes police car driven by Danny and were packing up the bodies. The two bodies on the second floor had been carried down, and there were only two bodies left in the backyard.

"I plan to meet Lanston alone." Reacher's words made everyone stop what they were doing and look at him as if he were a madman.

"Are you crazy? He will kill you directly." Dixon was the most excited and stepped forward and grabbed Reacher's collar.

Reacher shook his head calmly, clasped his hands together, and wrapped Dixon's hands in his big palms. "He won't. As long as you don't show up together, he won't dare to attack me."

"For Swan?" Jack guessed what he was thinking.

"Yes, for Swan, he might still be alive." Reacher nodded, and the other special investigators who were talking at once fell silent.

Jack hesitated for a moment and tried to persuade him. "You have to know that Lanston is the kind of person who doesn't leave any trouble for the future. He hasn't threatened you with Swan yet, which probably means that Swan has died a long time ago."

"But you haven't found his body yet, right?" Reacher gave a bitter smile, "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not abandon my teammates, because I was once their major."

Hearing these words, not only the special investigators, but also several FBI agents on Jack's side were moved.

He is willing to risk his life and go into the tiger's den alone just for a glimmer of hope. I didn't expect that there are still such "fools" these days.

"OK, let's make a plan. We can't really expect you to rush in with your bare hands and kill everyone in there." Jack poured a bucket of bleach on the steps and found a mop to help him clean up the blood.

-

"It's a bit troublesome. If we don't use the SWAT team, we may not be enough." Jubal spread a satellite photo on the hood of the car and circled a large factory building on it.

It took only 40 minutes for everyone to drive from Long Island to this research and development facility in Rockland County with their equipment, and then they felt bad when they saw the large area surrounded by barbed wire and electric fences.

Including Danny who came to join in the fun and Alice who provided technical support, a total of 12 people drove the wanted criminal team's command vehicle and two GMC commercial vehicles and arrived at the target location with full confidence.

I thought that minus Alice who was on standby in the car and Reacher who was ready to enter the target alone, the remaining ten people would be more than enough to form two or three assault teams.

I didn't expect the guards here to be so tight. It's just a research and development facility, but the number of militants that can be spotted visually exceeds ten.