The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

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. "The feeling of forcibly taking a close relative away from a child is really terrible. I checked and this person really has no criminal record. His behavior yesterday was just a mistake. Before that, he had been a An honest and good man."

Angela shrugged: "I never said that patrolling is an easy job, whether it is physical or psychological. He may have been a good person, but it can't change the fact that he committed a crime."

Jack finished his coffee in two or three sips, shrugged: "Maybe, poor boy, damn the world." But there was an idea in his mind.

In the afternoon, everyone was called back to the police station. In the morning, while Jack and Angela were arresting the father of a child, officers John and Talia Bishop arrested a wanted man who had escaped from the court.

The purpose of this wanted man's escape was to attend his daughter's coming-of-age ceremony. John, the good man, did not arrest him in public. He was very grateful and provided an important clue to the drug transaction. Superintendent Gray convened a meeting in the conference room. Everyone began to assign tasks.

"The location of the transaction is the parking lot behind the Stone Home Goods store on Sunset Boulevard. At three o'clock in the afternoon, a car will be loaded with 80 kilograms of cocaine, arrive here from Mexico, and park in the parking lot."

Lucy asked questions while taking notes: "So, the criminals will meet and make deals in the parking lot in broad daylight?"

Tim explained from the side with experience: "The parking lot of this kind of department store is a very good choice. There is a lot of traffic, the entrance and exit are smooth, and the huge flow of people is their best cover."

Superintendent Gray went on to say: "The transaction process is very simple. The driver will leave the vehicle by himself and leave the key, and the buyer will follow into the cab and drive away directly. The whole process only takes less than 1 minute. .”

"According to the informant, the drug is hidden in a red Honda Civic with a Nevada license plate. There are only two entrances and exits in the parking lot. The following is the specific division of labor."

After listening to the deployment of personnel, Jack, who was not called, raised his hand in doubt: "What about me?"

Superintendent Gray pointed at him: "You drive a police car alone and follow me. I will be in civilian clothes and stare in the parking lot. You are responsible for covering me."

At 55:[-] in the afternoon, Jack parked the police car behind Superintendent Gray's old Buick, and pretended to issue a ticket to him. The African-American commander with a small telescope observed the parking lot, picked up the intercom and said: " The buyer was found, a blue Dodge Ram with three Latino-looking suspects inside, and a red Honda Civic has yet to be found."

John, Lucy, two rookie groups hiding in the alleys at both ends, and the other group Hannah and Angela respectively replied through the intercom.

Five minutes later, a red Honda Civic with a Nevada license plate slowly drove into the parking lot, and a guy in a wool cap got out of the car, and he got out of the car and walked quickly to an unmanned Toyota at the other end of the parking lot pickup.

Meanwhile, a man dismounts from the blue Dodge Ram, climbs into the driver's seat of the Honda Civic, restarts the car, and prepares to leave.

"Action!" Following Superintendent Gray's action order, two police cars sounded their sirens and blocked the entrances and exits of the parking lot respectively. He died on the spot, and at the same time, the Honda Civic loaded with drugs forced his way through the green belt and escaped. A group of police cars, Lucy and Tim, sped up and chased after him.

Superintendent Gray also started the Buick, followed by the Dodge Ram, and Jack drove quickly to keep up.

The Dodge Ram, who was about to escape, found that the police car of John and Talia Bishop blocked the road in front of him. A gangster in the co-pilot jumped out of the car directly, using the car parked beside him as a cover, and opened fire with a semi-automatic rifle. Desperately shot at the two.

The Dodge Ram crazily sped up and turned around, and the screeching sound of tires and gunshots rang out throughout the parking lot.

With a loud noise, the Dodge Ram crashed into Superintendent Gray's Buick, and the airbag that popped out instantly made the African-American commander unconscious. Get out of the car and shoot at the Buick's cab.

Jack, who had just stopped the police car 20 meters away, was frightened to death when he saw this scene. He didn't have time to turn around and take out the M16 from the back seat, and even didn't even have time to get out of the car. Vendor.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the sound of firefighting between another gangster and John and the others not far away seemed to come from the distant sky. Enlarged so much that Jack could even see the dense bloodshot around his pupils.

While the gangster raised the AK, the Glock in Jack's hand rang, and the gunfire continued until the magazine was emptied.

Press the button on the handle of the gun, and the empty magazine will automatically fall under the action of gravity. Jack quickly steps forward and replaces it with a new magazine. The gangster on the ground is already dead.

Ignoring further inspection of the body, Jack kicked the AK on the ground away. Jack continued to move forward, came up behind another gangster who was still trying to resist, pointed his gun at his back and shouted: "Put down the gun and put your head in your hands!" !"

Seeing John stepping forward to handcuff the gangster who had given up resisting, he relaxed. Seeing the colleagues who gathered around him with concern, his heart moved. He put his trembling hands on the front of the car, and retched for a while.

Superintendent Gray, who had awakened, stood beside him, patted his shoulder and asked, "Are you all right?"

Jack pretended to be weak and waved his hand: "I'm fine, maybe I was too nervous just now."

Superintendent Gray's unsmiling old black face rarely squeezed out a scary smile, and praised: "Nice job boy, you saved my life."

A call came through the intercom, and Lucy and Tim, who were chasing the Honda Civic, managed to apprehend the last suspect.

Hannah, who covered her mouth after checking the corpses 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 daily gun practice in the shooting range for the past few weeks has achieved good results. You It’s also the rookie with the best on-the-spot response I’ve ever seen, and it’s the first time I’ve seen someone who can hit all 20 rounds with a Glock from more than 15 meters away in actual combat.”

Jack was startled. When he walked up to the corpse, he saw that the corpse on the ground had been shot several times in the lower abdomen and neck, and the chest was almost smashed to pieces. It was unclear how Angela had counted all 15 shots.

Although every detail of the shooting is still fresh in his memory, Jack couldn't help feeling guilty, wondering if his performance was a bit too much, even if he missed two rounds, it would be easier to explain afterwards.

With a sudden thought, I opened the system in my mind and saw a new notification: "Congratulations to the host for successfully using his mental power in actual combat, and his pistol shooting has been improved to proficiency."

Sure enough, the two basic attributes and skills of mental power and physical fitness are related. Fortunately, the mental power broke through 20 before, otherwise today not only would not be able to improve the pistol shooting skills, but Superintendent Gray might also lose his life. "

This system doesn't explain anything clearly, and everything has to be groped by yourself, which is really too cheating.

As a result of the parking lot shootout, all of the officers who fired the shots were given three days of administrative leave pending confirmation of the legality of the shooting from the D.A. Attorney's Office, and Jack went to Superintendent Gray alone with a request before he got off duty.

"You bailed the guy who took your evidence?" After another fierce battle, Zoe, who was paralyzed all over, drew circles on Jack's chest as usual.

"Yeah, this guy is less than 2000 yuan, and the bail is 5000 yuan. The salary he just paid has lost more than half of it. This month, he will not have enough to eat." Finally, Jack, who was refreshed, felt like joking. , crying poorly with her arms around Zoe.

The annual salary of a LAPD police officer is only 6000 to 5000 dollars a year, more than [-] dollars a month, and he took out [-] dollars at once, which really made Jack feel so distressed. The loss is big.

Fortunately, he doesn't have the problem of spending in advance like ordinary old Americans, and waiting for a lot of bills at the end of the month. In addition, he eats, drinks, and lives at Hannah's little rich woman's house. Apart from the bullet money for gun training, he basically doesn't have much expenses. .

(End of this chapter)