Chapter 1036 New Year's Snow Night (Sixteen)

Chapter 1036 New Year's Snow Night (Sixteen)

"Relax, relax." Bishop looked at Jack with some fear, who always had a smile on his face but said nothing, and consciously changed the topic.

"I also want to confirm one more thing, and that is why you want to protect me. I thought you would throw me out directly, and then try to negotiate with Duval and beg them to let you go.

I believe that if that old immortal was in charge here, I would be a corpse by now. "

"I am the sergeant of this police station. Of course I am responsible for everyone here. This is my job." Ronick raised his eyebrows at him and replied without thinking.

"Sounds really noble." Bishop sighed, then looked at Jack, "What about you? This mysterious federal agent."

"This is Sheriff Roenicke's territory, and what I think doesn't matter."

Jack looked at this guy with a smile, and had already guessed what he meant. It was nothing more than making a deal. If Ronick or Jack were willing to promise to let him live afterwards, he and everyone in the police station would work together to tide over the difficulties.

If they don't agree, don't expect him to fight with everyone to the end. If he has the chance, he will run away alone.

Sure enough, just listen to Bishop continue, "But I am not a person like you, otherwise I would not be alive until today. If someone is in danger in front of me, especially when he is a policeman, I will only Choose to sit back and watch.

If I have to take a risk to save him, unless the outcome of the matter is beneficial to me, this is the nature of a person like me. "

Ronick sneered and was about to say something, but Jack answered first, "Then let's wait and see. As I said before, I'm not here for you, and you are not my responsibility."

Jack's answer made the two of them have different expressions. Bishop raised his eyebrows, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding, while Roenick seemed to want to refute something, but in the end he said nothing.

At this time, there was the clicking sound of high heels running quickly outside, followed by Alice's panicked shouting, "Sheriff! Jack, where are you? Someone is coming outside."

Ronick pushed open the door of the storage room, "Who is it?"

"I don't know, it's an SUV. It's too far away to see clearly. I saw it from the west window." Alice hurriedly pointed the direction for them.

"You and your people guard this place and the corridor." Roenick dropped these words from Bishop and hurried towards the front door.

John and the old police officer who were in charge of guarding the front hall were carefully leaning against the wall, opening some blinds and looking outside. As soon as Jack came in, he reminded, "Put out the candles!"

Alex quickly blew out some candles in the front hall, and Alice led the two of them to another window.

The snowstorm at this time was a little weaker than when it was at its heaviest at night. Through the street lights, everyone could barely see that the DPD police car on the west side of the main road had stopped an SUV of an unclear model.

"Oh my God, that's Capra, Sheriff." Alice squinted her eyes to identify it for a long time, covered her mouth and let out a low exclamation, "That's his old Ford."

"You know him?" Jack asked, pulling out a Sig Sauer.

It was not Alice who answered him, but Ronick, "He is a policeman from our police station. He should be on vacation today. Damn it, they will kill him."

"Then remind him." Jack pushed the two away and was about to fire a warning shot out the window.

"Stop, you will kill him, maybe they will trick him away." Seeing that the people in the car were sticking their heads out and the police officers blocking the road didn't know what to say, Ronick quickly pressed Jack's arm. superior.

However, things obviously did not go in the direction that the chief expected. The black policeman who blocked the road returned to the police car and got out of the way. However, before the Ford SUV could drive far forward, he directly set up a car in the car. The spears began to fire in spurts.

Seeing that the sniper on the roof of the opposite building also joined in the firing, the SUV was covered in sparks, swaying left and right on the snowy road and skidding all the way past the front door of the police station.

"Damn it, we have to help him." Ronick picked up and put down the long gun in his hand. He had neither the shooting angle nor the confidence to shoot with the sniper on the opposite side.

Everyone moved from the west window to the east window and watched helplessly as the SUV drove across the road in front of the police station, turned a difficult corner, and rushed into the parking lot behind the police station.

Roenick threw his AR15 directly to Alice, turned around and walked toward the back door, "I'll go help him."

"What?" Alice froze on the spot and was at a loss for a moment.

"Wait, you two follow me, the others stay where they are." Jack knew what Roenick was planning to do, so he directly pulled Alice and Alex to the stairs.

"You pass the message for me and tell the Sheriff that I will find a way to cover him and let him find the right opportunity." After Jack said this, he motioned for Alice to wait at the top of the stairs, and he pulled Alex up the stairs quickly.

The area of ​​the second floor of the police station is only one-third of the bottom, because only the middle of the entire "博" shape is the main body, and there are only one-story annexes at the north and south ends.

Jack found an east-facing office on the second floor and found that the sniper who had been blocking the back was still hiding in the running old car outside the wire fence. He was heartbroken.

Now he no longer only had two small pistols. At a distance of more than 100 meters, the AR15 might not be able to play a mid-range sniper game with the opponent. Moreover, the enemy is clearly visible and we are hidden, and the advantage is his.

In the parking lot in front of him, the Ford SUV had already swerved and hit a pile of snow, but the person in the driver's seat was obviously still alive, or at least still struggling.

"Tell the sheriff that I'm in position." Jack put his gun on the shelf and began to clean the snow on the windowsill with minimal movements, while speaking to Alex, who was standing at the door of the office and looking at him with a worried look on her face.

"Okay." Alex came back to her senses a little, agreed, turned around and ran towards the stairs. Not long after, Jack clearly heard the sound of Alice running downstairs in her boots. The radio was blocked, so he could only use this primitive relay method.

Not long after, the back door of the police station was opened again, and Ronik bent over and rushed towards the SUV, which was 20 to 30 meters away. Jack had also secretly opened a crack in the window. Luckily, no one seemed to be paying attention to his position.

To be honest, Jack also admired the young sheriff at this time. Although he looked unreliable at first, and even had no prestige at all, he was really there at the critical moment.

Anyone who was a bit timid would just stand at the door and wave at the people in the car.

"Bang!" A subtle gunshot sounded in the distance, and the bullet shattered the windshield of the SUV, and the broken glass splashed all over Ronik who was pulling the door open to drag the person down.

This time the sniper also learned his lesson. After finding that something was wrong, he got out of the car where he was hiding, found a snow pile with a better angle, and then started shooting.

However, what he didn't know was that this time his every move was exposed in Jack's scope.

Unlike some shooting games, the red dot scope in reality does not have multiples, but fortunately, the blizzard has begun to weaken, and there are still a few street lamps emitting dim lights around the parking lot.

Before the sniper fired the second shot, Jack pulled the trigger. He used the single-shot mode, but he pulled the trigger three times in a row.

The sniper was wearing a white snow suit, which was different from the black police who were responsible for the break-in. Jack didn't know if he had a bulletproof vest, so he aimed at the opponent's head.

The distance was too far and the snow interfered with the shooting effect, but a living person would not bury himself face down in the snow. As soon as Jack retracted his head, a bullet shot out, hitting the window frame and making wood chips fly.

Then there were gunshots one after another in the distance, and bullets rushed into the window, shattering the entire glass window.