The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 232 What the fuck is this a countdown?
Jack drives a car, Jiejie sits in the co-pilot, holding his QBZ97 for vigilance, the other is driven by Xiang Xiangge, the co-pilot is Gaspare who has basically gained everyone's trust with an AK.

Although the two pickup trucks looked a little tattered, they were quite durable. The passengers followed the example of the third brother and barely stuffed their bodies into the rear compartment.

Anyway, after the arduous jungle trek before, everyone's body smell is not very good, so don't dislike anyone.

In addition, having just witnessed a tragedy and the short but bloody firefight that followed, the passengers, including the three stewardesses, were all a little uneasy, and no one had the extra thought to think about something.

From the rearview mirror, I watched everyone pull and lead each other when they got into the car. They looked like they were helping each other. Several men even took the initiative to give up a slightly more comfortable position to the women, and they were half-hanging on the side of the car. Jack and Jiejie Can't help but smile at each other.

This is the correct usage of political correctness. After personally experiencing the imminent threat and witnessing the leader's ability, no one will think of breaking away from the group in a short time, let alone challenge the leader's authority.

Relying on the tacit understanding between the two of them, without too much communication, one guides from the inside, and the other deters by showing their own strength. Using two prongs, they finally succeeded in forming a centripetal force among a group of strangers.

This can be regarded as a fairly successful psychological case. Of course, the tragic experience of the oblique couple and the bald old white man was also unexpected.

Jack took Gaspare back to the starting point, also with the idea of ​​saving them if he could. After all, Shabi was not guilty of death.

However, these three were really unlucky. No one expected that there would be such a large group of militants with heavy machine guns. Even if Jack brought the original immortal Luke Cage, he still had to ask Captain America to cheer him up. Only the golden shield dared to rescue him.

It was just after noon and under the scorching sun, two pickup trucks, one behind the other, followed the dense ruts on the dirt road and headed due east, just in the same direction as the group of "Abu Zayev" guerrillas left. Run in the opposite direction.

Regardless of luck, the captain of Brother Xiangzi is definitely competent. Even at the critical moment of emergency landing, he can consciously observe the surrounding situation and discover the abandoned mine in the distance.

But as the saying goes, looking at the mountain runs dead horses, not to mention seeing it from the plane, the abandoned mine is at least [-] kilometers away from the plane's forced landing point in a straight line.

And in order not to reveal their whereabouts and worry about alerting the guards of the mine, they cannot drive the car directly into the mine.

After driving along the bumpy dirt road for half an hour, everyone got out of the car. Jack and Gaspare continued to drive for 10 minutes before hiding the two pickup trucks in the jungle on the side of the road and returning the same way.

This is not unnecessary. The "Abu Zayaf" organization only captured two hostages among the foreign passengers on the entire passenger plane, and it will never let it go.

Although the confession of the bald old white man misled their search direction, but by tomorrow at the latest, the four missing militants will let them react. I am afraid that the entire island will be full of locals searching for these foreigners.

Man-made coverups cannot completely eliminate the traces left by a dozen people in the jungle, but junior high school geography told Jack that in these tropical rainforests in Southeast Asia, there will be a heavy rain almost every afternoon at one or two o'clock.

So he urged everyone to escape into the jungle as soon as possible, hoping that the heavy rain that followed could cover up his whereabouts to a certain extent.

Thanks to the nine-year compulsory education in my previous life, I saw the abandoned mine in sight, and the expected rainstorm came as promised.

Although everyone was chilled, seeing the footprints behind them disappear into the raindrops, everyone felt a little more secure in their hearts, and they also had a little more admiration for the brave and "knowledgeable" police officer Jack .

The heavy rain is the best cover. Even the sound of gunshots cannot travel too far amidst the beating sound of raindrops.

Jack and Gaspare are planning to raid the abandoned mine before the rain stops to clear out possible enemies. This time, the fallen brother also volunteered to participate, leaving only Jiejie with a pistol and another young man to protect everyone .

The mine occupies a large area, but there is a separate working area, a small four-story building surrounded by a three-meter-high barbed wire fence, which looks like a staff dormitory and office building.

The gangster named Luonu was right. It seemed that this place had been abandoned not long ago. Although most of the barbed wire fence was corroded, it was basically intact, with only a few holes.

Jack even found an improvised trap in one of the breaches, with clear fishing line attached to a clockwork buzzer.

"Try to keep your voice down, and don't shoot unless you have to. We don't know if that bastard lied about the number of guards."

Gaspare's talent for stealth made him a natural pathfinder, and Jack almost failed to keep up with him, let alone Captain Torrance, who was fat in his middle age.

Seeing him turning back to warn, Jack and Captain Torrance nodded. At this time, they had passed through the hole in the barbed wire fence and arrived at the door of the small building.

The gate has long since disappeared, the concrete wall is full of bullet holes, and there are still a few green bullet casings in the corner. The glass windows on the first and second floors are almost completely broken, and only a few rooms on the third and fourth floors remain intact. .

The three of them quickly searched the first floor, and it was searched very cleanly. Except for a diesel generator found in a room with wooden strips to seal the windows, only some rusty rusted ones were left. shelves.

Carefully go up to the second floor through the stairs, there is only a disgusting smell of urine, nothing else.

They continued to come to the stairs leading to the third floor, and suddenly there was a chattering sound from upstairs.

Gaspare quickly stopped in his tracks, and raised his hand to signal to the two people behind him. Jack dodged and pulled Captain Torrance into a room on the side of the corridor.

The voice became louder and louder, accompanied by heavy panting, Jack remained motionless, looking at Gaspare who also hid in the room across the corridor, he poked his head down very quickly, and then raised his head towards this side. up three fingers.

"Three enemies?" Jack knew in his heart, and pulled out the captured machete from his waist, and then saw Gaspare's three raised fingers suddenly bent down.

"Fuck, what the fuck is this counting down?" Jack was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)