Chapter 11 Fierce Battle in the Parking Lot

Chapter 11 Fierce Battle in the Parking Lot

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

Jack shook his head and took the coffee. "This feeling of forcibly taking away a loved one from a child is really terrible. I checked and found that this person really has no criminal record. His behavior yesterday was just a misstep. Before that, he had always been a criminal. A good, honest 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.

Several people were called back to the station in the afternoon, and while Jack and Angela were arresting a father-of-one in the morning, Officers John and Talia Bishop arrested a wanted man who had escaped from the courthouse.

The purpose of this wanted criminal's escape was to attend his daughter's coming-of-age ceremony. Good old John did not arrest him in public, which made him very grateful. He provided an important clue to the drug trade. Superintendent Gray convened in the conference room. Everyone began to assign tasks.

"The transaction took place in the parking lot behind the Stone Home Furnishings store on Sunset Boulevard. At three o'clock in the afternoon, a car would arrive here from Mexico with 80 kilograms of cocaine and park in the parking lot."

Lucy asked while taking notes: "So, the criminals will conduct transactions 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's account, the drugs were hidden in a red Honda Civic with a Nevada license plate. The parking lot has only two entrances and exits. 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 of the car and walked quickly towards 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!" As Superintendent Gray's action order was issued, two police cars sounded their sirens and blocked the entrance and exit of the parking lot respectively. Hannah and Angela's police cars drove out from the underground parking lot and blocked the delivery of woolen hats. He died on the spot. At the same time, the Honda Civic loaded with drugs on the other side forced its way through the green belt and fled. A group of police cars, Lucy and Tim, accelerated to catch up.

Superintendent Gray also started the Buick and followed the Dodge Ram. Jack quickly drove to follow.

The Dodge Ram, who was about to flee, found that the road ahead was blocked by the police car of John and Talia Bishop. A gangster in the passenger seat jumped out of the car and used a parked car as a cover to fire a semi-automatic rifle. He shot at both of them desperately.

The Dodge Ram accelerated like crazy and turned around, the sound of screeching tires and gunshots resounding throughout the parking lot.

With a loud noise, the Dodge Ram hit Superintendent Gray's Buick. The airbag that popped up instantly made the African-American commander lose consciousness. The drug dealer driving the car looked like a maniac, staggering away with an AK. When you get out of the car, shoot into 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 the magazine with a new one. The gangster on the ground was already dead.

Ignoring further inspection of the body, Jack kicked away the AK on the ground. Jack continued to move 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 had given 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. I might have been 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 body 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 results of practicing guns every day at the shooting range these past few weeks are good. You He is also the rookie with the best on-the-spot reaction I have ever seen, and it is the first time I have seen someone hit all 15 shots with a Glock from more than 20 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 was still fresh in his memory, Jack couldn't help but feel guilty, wondering if his performance was a little too much. Even if two rounds were missed, 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 strength and physical strength are related. Fortunately, the mental strength exceeded 20 before. Otherwise, not only would the pistol shooting skills not be improved today, but Superintendent Gray's life would also be in danger. "

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 shootout in the parking lot, all the officers who fired were given three days of administrative leave, waiting for the District Attorney's Office to confirm the legality of the shooting. Before leaving get off work, Jack approached Superintendent Gray alone and made a request.

"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's free money is less than 2,000 yuan, and the bail is actually 5,000 yuan. Most of his newly paid salary is gone, and he won't have enough to eat this month." Jack, who was finally refreshed, also had the idea of ​​joking. , hugging Zoe and crying.

The annual salary of an LAPD police officer as a rookie is only $70,000 to $80,000, which is more than $6,000 a month. Taking out $5,000 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 Americans, with a lot of bills waiting at the end of the month. In addition, he eats, drinks and lives at Hannah's little rich wife's house. Apart from the money for bullets for gun practice, he basically doesn't have much expenses. .