Chapter 1025 New Year's Snow Night (V)

Chapter 1025 New Year's Snow Night (V)

Ronik looked at the place where the matchbox disappeared with a look of loss, and whispered to the black state trooper, "I'm sorry about your partner. We temporarily put him in the office next door."

"Why don't you have an alarm at the back door?" The black state trooper named Jeffrey complained. The drug hadn't started to work yet, but he was already a little drowsy due to excessive blood loss.

"It's been broken for two months. This place will be abandoned soon. You know that." The old police officer Jasper replied unhappily and leaned to the window to look out.

"It seems that a car has stopped in the direction of the woods. It didn't drive away. Someone got off the car. There are at least six people. They are dispersing!"

"You'd better stay away from the window. Jack said there are snipers outside." John still kept his alert posture against the wall at the door and reminded.

"In this damn weather, the visibility is so bad that even a sniper can't hit accurately." Although the old guy said this, he moved his head farther away from the window.

"The phone call is not working. Is it possible that the phone line was cut by the snowstorm?" Alex on the other side put down the phone receiver in her hand and walked towards Jack with a pair of tweezers that she didn't know where she got from.

"This thing may come in handy."

"I thought you were just a psychiatrist." Alice watched her skillfully disinfect the tweezers with alcohol, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"I am the forensic psychology consultant of NCIS. I have been to Syria and Afghanistan. Although I don't know how to use a gun, I have received first aid training."

Alex stroked her hair, watched Jack cut the wound without hesitation, and put his fingers in to find the bullet. He smiled bitterly, "But it's obviously far worse than him."

At the same time, Ronik was anxiously turning around in place, "The situation is not good. They shouldn't stay here unless they are sure that we won't have reinforcements. The phone line must have been cut."

"The radio is also interfered. Obviously, there are professionals among Bishop's men. I guess the mobile phone signal must be the same." The old police officer Jasper said dejectedly.

Unfortunately, what he said was right. Alice and John tried to make a call with their mobile phones, but they couldn't make a call even though the signal was full. The same was true for the network.

"Tell me what happened just now." Jack took the sterilized long tweezers from Alex and asked the black state trooper Jeffrey, whose consciousness was already a little blurred, in a calm tone.

Jeffrey tried to concentrate his attention, but he didn't realize that his voice sounded like a dream. "I don't know. When I rushed in behind, Baker had already fallen to the ground. Opposite him were two guys wearing ski masks."

"I heard you shoot. You didn't hit at such a close distance. Your shooting must be terrible." Jack deliberately provoked him.

"Fuck you, bastard, two of them concentrated their fire on me together. I tried to fight back. They must be wearing bulletproof vests. I hit at least one bullet. I swear!"

Jeffrey suddenly became excited and even forgot that there was a foreign object moving under his skin and flesh looking for the bullet.

"They actually hurt my partner. I was very angry, so I chased them out directly, but those two guys were good, absolutely good.

When they retreated, they did not forget to take turns to cover each other, just like the formation that the instructor taught us in the police academy, but my shooting skills were definitely not bad. I beat them away and made them run away. I don't know why I was shot. This is too strange."

The black state trooper's voice became smaller and smaller, and gradually it could not be heard.

"He" Alice asked with wide eyes, trembling, ". Is he dead?"

Alex, who was squatting beside Jack to help him, was so scared that she quickly reached out to touch the state trooper's breath, and then rolled her eyes at her, "It's just that the drug took effect, he fell asleep."

At this time, there was a sudden sound of glass breaking, which scared everyone, but Jack seemed to have heard nothing, and his hands didn't even shake.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Gunshots rang out, and the old police officer Jasper pulled out his pistol and fired wildly from the broken window.

"Cease fire! Cease fire! It's not a bullet!" John picked up half a brick from the ground and found Bishop's name written on it.

Unlike the chaos here, there seemed to be a barrier on the other side of the room that was not disturbed by any situation. Jack was still concentrating on his surgery.

The two beauties who served as temporary nurses seemed to be infected by his calm mood. Alex even consciously moved her position to block the cold wind from the broken window.

"He was hit by a sniper." Jack took out a complete bullet, carefully examined it under the light for a moment, and confirmed that it was intact, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

This was a 7.62mm rifle bullet, which changed direction after breaking a rib of the state police and remained in his body.

The bullet was only slightly deformed and not broken, which was a blessing in disguise. In this simple surgical environment, Jack could only remove the bullet and stop the bleeding.

If the broken bullet fragments left multiple traumatic cavities in the body, and Jack was still able to save the person, he would have to explain to the doctor what a medical miracle was afterwards.

At the same time, the two people on the other side of the room had an argument.

"I said, these are Bishop's men outside now. They are here to rescue their boss and will never give up until they achieve their goal." The old police officer Jasper said with certainty.

"Okay, everyone, listen up. They are not here for us. As long as we give them what they want and hand Bishop over to them, everything will be over and no one will be hurt again!"

John standing next to him widened his eyes, but before he could speak, the old police officer's proposal was strongly opposed by Chief Ronick.

"No, there's no way we're going to let that bastard, a cop killer, leave my police station in such a grand manner. It's absolutely impossible!"

The old police officer Jasper's voice also became louder, and he pointed towards the sofa where everyone gathered, "This is the only way for us to get out of this predicament. There is an injured policeman lying there!"

"Well, he should be fine for the time being." Jack took a glass, and the bullet still stained with blood fell into the glass, making a clanging sound.

"I told you, there are snipers outside, maybe more than one." He put the glass in front of Ronick, believing that he should be able to tell the difference between rifle bullets and ordinary civilian pistol bullets.

"Do you also agree to hand over the person?" Ronick's voice immediately rose.

Jack still had that calm expression, and the current situation really couldn't make him nervous, "I'm just telling you the current situation, we are surrounded, and the other side is prepared.

They deployed snipers outside in advance, indicating that they had prepared a backup plan. Sneaking in secretly was just their first step. After discovering that something was wrong, they immediately cut off our communication with the outside world to prevent reinforcements.

If I were their commander, the next step would be to cut off the power here. "

Before he finished speaking, everything fell into darkness, and everyone couldn't help but feel another commotion.

"OK, I guess there must be no backup generator in this old police station, right?" John took off the tactical flashlight hanging from his gun and turned it on. Although he still pretended to be relaxed and joking, After all, there was still a little more nervousness.