The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 255 Doomsday Cult

A flower of blood exploded from Henry Foster's ribs, and almost at the same time a 7.62mm bullet entered his temple and took part of his brain as it flew out the other side.

The corpse froze for a moment, then slumped down on the girl on the ground, scaring her into screams.

Almost at the same time as the gunshot, within 20 meters of them, the three of Jiejie who were hiding behind a rock rushed up.

"Good marksmanship!" Harris exclaimed. He chose to grasp a larger torso, but the effect was far inferior to Jack's headshot.

Being shot in the torso will not cause immediate death. The opponent may subconsciously pull the trigger before dying, which will pose a threat to both the hostages under him and Hotchner under the cliff.

Harris packed up his Remington M700 and put it on his back. "See you at the bar tonight. I will prepare the best beer and bourbon."

After speaking, he went down the hill by himself.

Rossi picked up the shell casing that Jack had fired and played with it in his hand, staring blankly at the distant scenery without making a sound.

"Still thinking about what Harris said just now?" Jack put away HK417, put it aside, and sat beside him with his knees hugged.

"Not just Ruby Ridge, but Waco half a year later, and Oklahoma City."

"Everyone remembers it was an FBI sniper who killed a mother with a baby, and six months later in Waco, we killed 6 people, women and children, without firing a single shot."

"These scenes are still lingering in my mind, why so many people don't trust us."

"After that, many of my old friends left the FBI, and I was shaken."

The Waco that Rossi mentioned refers to the David jiao tragedy that occurred in the small town of Waco, Texas, which began on February 1993, 2.

Also after the failure of the (Tobacco, Alcohol and Firearms Administration) operation, the FBI took over and mobilized National Guard tanks and armored vehicles to lay siege to the David Jiao Ranch in the center of Mount Carmel.

After more than 40 days of stalemate, the FBI decided to use tear gas to launch a raid. As a result, during the raid, the gang of cultists directly splashed liquid fuel inside the building.

In the end, including more than 20 children and two pregnant women, a total of 76 people were killed.

And two years later, on April 1994, 4, the second anniversary of the Waco tragedy, a truck loaded with more than 19 tons of a mixture of Apricot fertilizer, Apricot methane and diesel fuel was found in a nine-story building. An explosion on the north side of the federal building in Oklahoma City.

168 people were killed and nearly 700 were injured. This was the largest KB attack in North America before 911/[-].

The murderer McVeigh is a supporter of the militia organization and a sympathizer of David’s disciples. According to his confession, his purpose of creating this bombing is to prevent the ZF from committing future incidents such as the Waco tragedy or the Ruby Ridge incident. Such a "crime".

In short, these things are very fascinating to Jack. When he was in the government, he had looked up some relevant materials with great interest and watched related documentaries.

But Jack still can't understand the logic behind these things. In fact, even the Americans themselves have thousands of opinions.

A doomsday oblique sect founded by a psychotic control freak whose leader took it upon himself to sleep over the wives of all believers, caused a tragedy, and two years later, it became the fuse of a horrific bombing.

The murderer's view is that the tough behavior of the federal law enforcement agencies caused all the tragedies, basically ignoring the evil deeds of the leader ranging from a woman in her 50s to a girl just over 10 years old.

Because in his opinion, these women are "voluntary", and Jack gradually began to understand this kind of three views until later, when the country began to promote the normalization of children's surname change from top to bottom.

"So, what brought you back to the FBI?" Jack asked.

"Unfulfilled wish." Rossi made a fool of himself.

Jack didn't let go of his plan easily, and pointed to a string of bracelets he was holding in his other hand.

"You have to know that although we are not as experienced as you, since we are in BAU, it is really difficult for me to keep any secrets."

Rossi still shook her head persistently, "It's not the time yet. It's been too long since this matter happened. I need time to sort out my thoughts, but I promise, when I need you, I won't hesitate to ask for help."

"I hope you remember this sentence. Since you have worked hard to build this team, you should let it play its due role. Everyone, including me, is so good that you will not be disappointed."

Jack boasted very brazenly.

While the two were talking, the three people on the opposite side were waving at them. The kidnapped girl was unharmed, except that she was overly frightened, and had already left under the escort of two local police officers.

The coroner who rushed over also finished his work, and his assistants were struggling to transport the body down the mountain on a stretcher.

From the perspective of the two of them now, the figures of Jiejie, Reid and Emily were covered with a layer of golden halo under the afterglow of the setting sun.
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"Did you trust me too much?" Jack put the rifle into the trunk and said to Hotchina with a smile.

"That's close to 300 yards away. This is not a professional sniper rifle in my hand."

Hotchner shrugged, "It seems that I have no choice, at least I am farther away from his gun than that girl."

Jack was at a loss for words for a while, he just wanted to start the topic to see if he could ask Hotchina to give him the whole set of equipment, but the righteous man said such a sentence, so that he didn't know how to continue talking.

"I will apply for a special sniper rifle for you." Hotchina grinned.

Tsk, I have learned badly, and even learned to joke about poker face.

Harris is not bragging. His bar not only tastes good beer, but also has strong self-brewed whiskey. Everyone in BAU enjoyed a rare "fish and water relationship".

This may also be extremely rare. The scene where FBI agents and militiamen had a drink at the same table, the local sheriff and several police officers were also present, and everyone also raised donations for the police officer who died before.

Jack was so shameless that he even ate and took, carrying a large bag of fresh beetroots onto the Gulfstream business jet.

This thing can be regarded as one of Montana's specialties. As a southerner, he really hasn't had much contact with this sugar crop that grows in the north.

The local pickled beets surprised him a lot before, and it seemed to have more flavor than pickled radishes.

When Jack returned home in Los Angeles, it was already late at night, and when he opened the door, he saw an unexpected guest on the sofa. Hannah was sleeping soundly with a book on her face.

(End of this chapter)