Chapter 968 No Way to Heaven
The faint muzzle flame flickered in the dim room. With the help of the two bulletproof doors of the Firebird, Jack and Clay's precise bursts of fire were like the scythe of death, harvesting lives quickly.
After all, Lanston's men were policemen, and they had an absolute advantage in numbers. After a brief shock, they used the large and small cabinets and equipment in the data center as cover to fight back.
Although the command vehicle of the wanted criminal team was far away, the directional speaker on the roof was very powerful, and a door was knocked open by the Firebird. Even the fierce gunfire could not completely cover up the melody of "Ride of the Valkyries" entering the climax.
"Now we are only one Huey helicopter that can launch rockets away from the Vietnam War." Clay laughed and said loudly.
Compared with the Korean War, which the Americans never mentioned, the Vietnam War has become a popular cultural symbol of this country. Together with jeans, rock music, anti-war demonstrations, hippies and a certain president with a wild imagination, it has become a common impression of all Americans on that golden age.
"Reload!" Jack emptied the second magazine.
Clay's short burst immediately turned into a long burst. After emptying the magazine, Jack also changed the magazine. The red dot sight framed Lanston who was fleeing desperately. After a slight shake, the muzzle shifted and knocked down a man in a suit who was protecting him.
It's not the time to kill this guy yet. He needs to be spared for the time being so that he can ask him where the transaction will be.
Perhaps because Jack and his men's raid was too scary, the other side seemed to have no intention of fighting. Only a few guys were left hiding behind various bunkers and firing crazily with submachine guns, and the rest followed Lanston to the exit on the other side.
The data center converted from the factory building occupies a large area, at least 60 to 70 meters long from east to west and more than 20 meters wide, so there are many entrances and exits. The shutter door that Jack and Clay broke into is located on the east side, and Lanston and his men are desperately trying to retreat to the west.
On the helipad west of the data center, the huge wings of the AS332 "Super Puma" helicopter have begun to rotate slowly, but it will not be able to fly for a while.
Unlike ordinary small helicopters, this large transport aircraft takes at least ten minutes from warming up to checking the status and finally taking off.
Outside the factory, Jubal and others are steadily advancing under the cover of two female snipers, clearing out the armed security guards who occupy the commanding heights and hide behind the bunkers one by one.
At this time, the explosion sounded again, and a door on the north side of the factory was blown open, and then two stun grenades were thrown in, and two men and one woman, three fully armed soldiers joined the chaos.
With the addition of Lavoie's three private bodyguards, Jack and Clay's pressure was immediately relieved, and at least half of the submachine guns that were originally firing desperately at them turned their muzzles around.
Clay knocked a gunman hiding behind a file cabinet to the ground with a few shots. Just as he was about to move the muzzle of his gun to aim at another guy hiding behind a server cabinet, a figure like a giant bear rushed out from the side.
With the sound of glass breaking, the security guard was pressed against the server cabinet by Reacher, watching the muzzle of the AR-15 in his hand slowly aim at his forehead under the opponent's huge force.
As his finger pressing on the trigger hurt, blood and tofu pudding sprayed all over Reacher's head and face.
"Big guy!" Jack slid to his side, lowered his shoulders and threw the MDX508 on his back into his arms, and took out two magazines from his chest and threw them to him.
"Can you cover me?" Reacher's hiding place was a little close to the place where Lavoy's three private bodyguards broke in, and he was dodged by the stun grenade. Only now did he barely recover some vision and hearing.
But he obviously didn't want to let Lanston go, and his red and swollen eyes stared at the place where his figure disappeared.
"Don't worry, our people are all outside, Lanston can't get away." Jack patted Reacher on the shoulder and motioned him to follow him.
If the other party resists here, it may be a bit troublesome. The space inside the factory is too large, the effect of stun grenades is average, and there are too many things that can be used as shelters. It is quite troublesome to clean them up bit by bit.
But Lanston and his people obviously have no intention of fighting, and they just want to escape in the transport helicopter. After all, they will get 65 million soon. Who wants to fight with a bunch of lunatics here?
"We must complete the transaction, get the money, and leave this damn country before the police and federal agents show up!" Lanston squatted behind a filing cabinet, looking at the small door close at hand and cheering his men loudly.
The huge engine sound of the AS332 "Super Puma" is already clearly audible. As long as you push open this door and run a few dozen meters, you can escape.
At this time, there were only three men left with Lanston. One of them asked loudly, "What about the others?"
"I will send the money to their families!" The old man said nonsense, raised the submachine gun above his head and fired a burst of faith, then kicked one of his men next to him.
"Go open the door, you idiot!"
The gunshots gradually became sparse at this time. Both Jack and Lavoy's three bodyguards used silenced weapons. Most of the deafening gunshots at the scene were caused by Lanston's men fighting back.
What this means is self-evident. The guy who was kicked out of the bunker stumbled to the door, and as soon as he put his hand on the handle, he was fired at by Lavoy's three bodyguards at the same time.
The body slid to the ground, but it also moved the door handle. The small door opened, and the airflow driven by the helicopter propeller outside blew in dust, blowing the small door back again, but it was stuck by the fallen body, giving the rest of the people hope of survival.
"Run! Run! Run!" The old and clever Lanston randomly emptied the magazines on the opposite side, took the opportunity to hide behind a subordinate, and rushed out of the small door using him as a meat shield.
"Hurry up and get on the plane!" The old guy stumbled towards the helicopter, and the remaining two subordinates followed him, and occasionally fired a few rounds at the small door to try to prevent someone from chasing him.
Lanston just put his right hand on the handle on the side of the helicopter and was about to open the door when a sharp sound of breaking through the air came.
The old guy was stunned for a moment, and only felt that his arm, which was exerting force, suddenly became lighter. At this time, the dull sound of Barrett's gun came into his ears.
The carrot-thick .50BMG bullet easily broke his arm, and the remaining force opened a hole in the ground, stirring up a little smoke and dust.
"Ah!"
Lanston, who had used too much force, stumbled and almost fell to the ground. He finally realized what had happened and knelt down with his bleeding arm in his arms, wailing.
The helicopter door was suddenly opened. In the stunned expressions of Lanston's last two men, O'Donnell and Dixon pulled the trigger and poured their anger and bullets on the two men.