The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 20 Bronson Building ([-])
Angela went into the back room to check. Jack leaned his ear against the door and heard several people talking loudly.

"Vance said that no witnesses can be kept. You watch the entrance of the building, and two more people guard the basement. The others follow me upstairs."

Angela walked back and said in a low voice: "There is no one in the house, there are iron bars on the windows, and no landline phone was found. We are stuck here."

Jack left the door: "I heard them mean that Vance Marcus is in the building, and there are a lot of gangsters. We have stabbed a hornet's nest."

"Now we have to find a way to restore communication and ask for help from the bureau. It is estimated that we have stumbled into the lair of these people by mistake. No wonder they have bulletproof vests and signal jammers." Angela was a little anxious, and shot upstairs. The interval between the sounds is getting longer and longer, which is obviously not a good sign.

Jack's mind was running fast: "I heard they said that people are kept in the basement, do you think the signal jammer is there?"

Angela's eyes lit up, and she nodded in agreement: "Even if it's not there, the power distribution room is below. If the power to the whole building is cut off, the signal jammer will fail."

"So, let's find a way to get down to the basement." Jack's eyes fell on the kitchen at the end of the room, and he went in and tapped the wall with the butt of his gun, making a hollow sound of planks.

"It seems that drinking with John is still beneficial. This guy likes to talk about his previous work. I remember he mentioned that this kind of building usually has several ventilation shafts, which go up and down."

"Remember to bring me with you next time you drink." Angela patted him on the shoulder, motioned him to step aside, and then hit him with a hammer.

There were two gunshots, and the two who reached the basement shot from behind at the same time, killing the two guards. Angela stepped forward and kicked the signal jammer, and turned on the walkie-talkie to call.

"This is the 7-A-14 police car. The Bronson Building urgently needs police support. There are more than ten gunmen. The situation is urgent."

Jack also called the other two groups on the intercom. The situation on the second and third floors was critical. Officer Bishop was shot and fell to the ground. Hannah dragged her into a house where three criminals were trying to break in.

And Tim and Lucy were stuck in the house of Sesaiah Olivo. The amniotic fluid of the expectant mother had broken, and Lucy was helping to deliver the baby. Tim was alone with Vance Marcus and several of his men. confrontation.

"They can't wait for reinforcements, and now they can only count on the two of us." Angela's fiery temper also came up, and she stared at Jack with big eyes, as if I would go on my own if you didn't come.

Jack handed her his Glock together with the spare clips: "I remember you showed off your dual-gun shooting skills. I'll take care of the ones in body armor, and I'll leave the rest to you." The python revolver.

In a room on the second floor, Hannah was leaning against the wall on the side of the entrance, pointing the gun at the door that had been battered with holes. Three drug dealers cursed obscenely from the corridor behind the door. After two shots, the bullets passed through the wooden door or the plasterboard partition, exploding clouds of white dust on the concrete load-bearing walls around her.

"Hey chick, surrender quickly, I've never fucked such a beautiful girl before. Don't worry, we won't hurt you."

Ignoring the clamor outside the door, Hannah silently counted her ammunition in her heart, and fired a shot from time to time to defeat the other party's attempt to break through the door.

"Hey, Hannah, go ahead." Bishop, who was lying at the door of the bedroom, threw his spare magazine at her across the living room. His lower abdomen was bloody and bloody. She had been hit by a shotgun head-on before, and the body armor only blocked part of the steel ball. .

The owner of the room is an elderly Caucasian couple. They are trying to help Bishop block the bleeding point with gauze and towels, but the effect is mediocre. She has lost too much blood.

"Remember to leave me a bullet, these bastards can do anything." After finishing speaking, Xiao Pu fell into a coma.

Just when Hannah was about to break down emotionally, Jack's voice came again from the intercom: "Hannah, we are coming up, try to attract each other's attention, and Angela and I will deal with them from behind."

The joy of being rescued from a desperate situation hit her heart, and there is nothing more inspiring than the Prince Charming in her heart descending like a god. Hannah took a few deep breaths, allowing her stagnant brain to resume functioning, and began to wait quietly , the second after the gangster fired again, she suddenly let out a scream, and then kicked down a wooden vase stand behind her, and the vase fell to the floor with a crisp shattering sound.

The three gangsters at the door looked at each other, and then all showed wretched smiles. A guy in a bulletproof vest with a shotgun in his hand moved carefully to the door, and was about to break in when a loud shout came from behind him: "LAPD, raise your hand!" Come."

Before the three of them could react, the guy who was about to break the door was opened by Jack's python in the back of his head, and half of it was smashed like an overripe watermelon. up the sieve.

Without any hesitation, Jack didn't care whether the two felled gangsters were wearing body armor or not. One shot each to ensure that they were dead, and then he shouted at the door: "Hannah, the door has been cleared. Come in."

Seeing him appear, Hannah, who had been tense all the time, slid slowly to the ground with her back against the wall, startled Jack, rushed up to hug her, and activated the healing technique at the same time.

"I'm fine, I was just too nervous just now, look at Thalia, she was shot in the stomach." Hannah waved her hand to indicate that she was fine.

Jack heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and walked into the bedroom, the wife of the old couple who had been trying to help Bishop stop the bleeding looked at him crying: "Help this child, I can hardly feel her pulse."

Although he was not very familiar with Bishop, Jack couldn't just sit and watch his colleagues lose blood and die. He took out the medical bag he carried with him, which contained a first-aid naloxone, which was used to rescue patients in shock and overdose.

Of course, the most important thing is his healing technique. He repaired the main blood vessel that was scratched by the steel ball and roughly stopped the bleeding. The most troublesome thing is that the other party's life cannot be discovered by the doctor afterwards.

When Bishop was gradually waking up, the urgent sound of sirens and firefights came from downstairs, and the reinforcements from the police station finally arrived.

At this time, Angela, who was on guard at the door with a gun, couldn't help but leaned her head anxiously and asked: "Jack, how is Talia? Tim is calling for help. Vance Marcus' baby was born. with the child."

"Okay, Bishop is safe for the time being, but he lost a little too much blood." Jack took care of the enthusiastic old couple in a low voice: "Thank you very much for your help, please take care of her, my colleague will be here soon."

(End of this chapter)