Chapter 48 Coping
"I have an idea that I need you to help me improve. Superintendent Anderson sent me the information on the [Southern Front]. Let's discuss it together." Jack waved his cell phone to John.
Early the next morning, Jack and John rushed to the police station, dragged Superintendent Gray, and rushed into Zoe's office. A full hour passed before the door of Zoe's office was reopened.
"You are the most daring guy I have ever seen, Officer Tavole!" Superintendent Gray complained to Jack in a low voice with a dark face.
John spoke for Jack on the side: "But you can't deny that this is a genius plan. If it succeeds, we can"
"Of course I understand, that's why I didn't firmly object." Superintendent Gray interrupted him angrily.
"From now on, only a limited number of people know about this plan. The briefing will begin soon. Give you five minutes to change clothes."
"Yes, Commander." The two of them hurried to the locker room.
Today's briefing conference room was extremely crowded. Superintendent Ben Sikora, Superintendent of the Anti-Gangster and Anti-Narcotics Division, and a group of police detectives were present to listen.
"Sorry I'm late." When the solemn-faced old rookie John walked into the conference room, Tim was the first to stand up and applaud.
Jack, who was behind, did not follow, but leaned against the door and also smiled and clapped. This was a highlight moment for the veteran rookie, and everyone present applauded his courage.
Even as a police officer, not everyone dares to face the pursuit of large-scale violent gangs, let alone a rookie who has only been on the job for less than half a year.
After everyone was back in place, Zoe walked onto the podium.
"Yesterday, the [Southern Front] tried to murder one of our police officers. Today, it is our turn to fight back. Now let me ask your commander to introduce the specific situation."
Superintendent Gray then walked up to the podium.
"Some of you may already know that the [Southern Front] originated from a group of white supremacist prisoners 15 years ago. Since then, they have expanded greatly in various fields."
"Drug, selling sex, extortion, all kinds of evil, but what makes the authorities distinguish it from ordinary gangs is that the gang is involved in the gun trade, which makes it extremely dangerous."
Superintendent Gray pressed the remote control in his hand, and a white man in his 60s with a mohawk appeared on the big screen: "Their leader, known as 'King Midas', has been sentenced to life imprisonment three times. Currently, Serving time in prison.”
"This is his son Cole." A young white man appeared on the screen with a dazed look.
"He currently controls the day-to-day affairs of the [Southern Front] on the streets, but there is no doubt that his father is the mastermind behind it."
"Forcing Cole to cancel the fatwa would be a very embarrassing thing for him, so we need to deal a heavy blow to their daily 'business' before contacting his father."
It’s really a beautiful country characteristic. Seeing his colleagues around him nodding frequently and seeming to agree with the plan, Jack was holding back a lot of disgust in his heart. Shouldn’t the correct approach be to dispatch police forces from other places or even dispatch wu police to directly suppress it? ? Oh, by the way, this should be called the National Guard.
As the briefing ended, John, Jack, Angela, Tim and Nila were left behind, along with Superintendent Ben Sikora of the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Division.
After a bald black man wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt with the SWAT badge and showing off his muscular body hurriedly arrived, Zoe introduced to everyone present: "This is the captain of the SWAT team, Daniel Harrison. , he and his squad will be responsible for providing backup for us."
"Now it's up to Jack Tavole to tell you about our real plan."
Fifteen minutes later, everyone present looked at Jack in amazement, as if they couldn't believe that this seemingly whimsical but practical plan was actually made by the ordinary police officer who was too young in front of him.
"Let me introduce myself again. Everyone calls me Hondo. I like this plan very much. It is bold and thoughtful, and it is very groundbreaking." The bald black man took the initiative to extend his hand to Jack.
Jack quickly stretched out his hand and felt the other party's "sincere" grip. He had watched a few episodes of "Anti-Terrorism SWAT". Although he was a little unhappy with the politically correct views in the plot, he had to admit that the Hondo in front of him was a good leader.
"I heard that your marksmanship is also good. Come and talk with our team when you have time." The unsmiling Hondo extended the invitation.
Although he knew that the leader of the SWAT team had impure motives, Jack still had some intentions. Although he had no intention of joining SWAT, it would be good to compete with those muscular guys.
If the relationship can be further deepened, can he also use SWAT's expensive outdoor shooting training range?
At this time, Angela walked over with a smirk on her face, took out her palm-sized Beretta 950 and handed it to Jack: "I didn't expect you to take the initiative to propose such a plan. I'll give you the spare underwear later." you."
With a black line on his forehead, Jack accepted this little toy-like thing.
It was afternoon, and the temporary detention room of the Wilshire Branch was already overcrowded. The LAPD and LASD were mobilized to launch targeted sweeps against the [Southern Front] in more than a dozen cities in the greater Los Angeles area.
In just half a day, all the hospitals, drugstores, and even black car workshops related to the [Southern Front] were swept away, and all vehicles, merchandise, and guns were confiscated.
"Why can't our police take action against these black industries earlier? We obviously have very clear information."
Walking out of the detention room, Lucy asked her instructor a puzzled question.
Tim also looked helpless: "Get rid of one criminal group, and another one will rise. We usually don't waste police resources on these, but today is a good opportunity to take action."
"If the territory of the [Southern Front] is cleared, other forces will enter and occupy it. This kind of targeted attack will... What the hell is this?"
Tim looked at the conference room in surprise. Superintendent Anderson in casual clothes was standing next to a taller blonde in uniform and wearing the title of superintendent. The two were whispering.
Although everyone has heard the news that Zoe will leave her job and enter politics, until the official notice is issued, it is only limited to rumors.
Lucy, who also saw this scene, was a little confused: "Is this the new police inspector, at this time?"
"Tim, don't you think this new superintendent looks familiar?"
Tim's expression was indescribably weird, and his eyes glanced back and forth at the new female superintendent. Finally, Lucy couldn't help but drag him away.
After the two left, John walked into the briefing conference room that was completely separated by large floor-to-ceiling glass.