The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 619 Fierce Battle ()

"Is this guy just going to chat with the girl here all night?" Seeing that it was almost 12 o'clock, Jack yawned quite boredly. Although he knew that everyone was acting, he was so warm and soft in his arms. My thighs were almost numb, so this treatment was too bad.

"Russo is on the phone." Mandy Ellis pinched him angrily. She had sacrificed so much, but this guy didn't react at all. Could it be that he had some hidden problem?

"It seems it's almost time." Jack hugged her and changed his legs for the nth time. When he looked up again, sure enough, the two people opposite him had disappeared.

"Damn." Mandy Ellis got up from his lap and looked up. Sure enough, Rita Alfaro, who had been watching upstairs, was also missing.

"Don't worry, since they want to set up a trap, they won't let the tracking operation fail." Jack said this, but his eyes were searching around, deliberately showing a bit of anxiety between his eyebrows.

The two circled around the dance floor, but still found no trace of Lasso. Jack picked up his mobile phone and called Jason outside, "Check the location of 'Cinderella' (Cinderella, the code name of the bait). We lost track of them."

"Her mobile phone signal is still in the nightclub. It's in the northwest corner. What's the problem?" Jason asked doubtfully. According to previous speculation, it was unlikely that the other party would choose to attack in a nightclub where thousands of people were crowded together.

"Copy that, it's okay, someone will tell us." Sure enough, when Jack hung up the phone and looked up again, Rita Alfaro's figure reappeared on the second floor, nodding slightly at the two of them.

After squeezing through the crowd and the three of them merged, Mandy Ellis couldn't wait to say, "We lost track. HVT (High Value Target) seems to have left 'Cindirella' and left alone."

Rita Alfaro nodded and whispered in their ears, "She entered the bathroom. I just finished talking to her. She said Russo was going to see his boss."

"Russo must have gone to see Doza." Jack pulled the two women and walked out quickly.

The worry on Mandy Ellis's face at this moment was half feigned and half genuine. After all, the other party had laid a trap. Although we were well prepared, it was also a live battle, and accidents could happen at any time. occur.

"I'll join Jason and the others and catch up. You two go back to the command center first."

She pursed her lips, and was concerned that the companion with ulterior motives beside her didn't speak any more. She silently uttered two words, "Be careful." Jack seemed not to have seen him, and there was no expression on his face as he turned around and pushed the door open.

"Silver Mercedes-Benz, heading east." Jason in the passenger seat turned around and said.

"I can't care so much anymore. This may be our only chance. It's fleeting and we must not let it go." Jack quickly walked towards the exit with an anxious look on his face and turned around to give another warning.

The SUV suddenly stopped in front of Jack, and the side door opened. Sonny stretched out his hand to pull him in. The car started again before the door was closed tightly.

"Doesn't this information need to be confirmed again?" Mandy Ellis pretended to be worried.

As the car turned sharply, another SUV in which Ray Perry and others were sitting appeared in front of them, "Attention everyone, this is Bravo2, we are tracking HVT, moving north from Reform Avenue."

"Roger, this is the combat center. We are watching you from the sky. Act as planned and pay attention to safety." Major Blackburn's voice came from the channel.

Two SUVs followed the silver Mercedes-Benz at a distance, and Clay Spencer wondered, "Why don't we just do it nearby?" "Then wait for the local police who were bribed by Doza to arrive, and they will Shall we sieve the targets together?" Jack put on his heavy body armor, buckled himself a helmet, and pointed at the crowded traffic outside the car window.

"Okay, pretend I didn't say that." Clay shrugged and concentrated on driving the SUV through the traffic.

After nearly an hour of moving through the still-congested traffic in the center of Mexico City at midnight, the car finally drove onto the bumpy highway. The two SUVs took the opportunity to switch positions. Now Jack and the others were in front, and Ray Pei was in front. There are a few people behind.

Clay folded down the driver's seat and got back into the car. Jason, who was sitting in the passenger seat, took over the steering wheel and then changed to the driver's seat.

"Where are we going?" Jason asked through the team channel.

"It should be Ixtapaluca, the largest slum in Mexico and perhaps the largest slum in the world. Nearly 200 million people live here." The numbers coming out of Colonel Martinez's mouth were staggering.

No one expected that there would be such a huge slum near Mexico City, the largest city in the Americas and the capital of the country.

He then reminded, "Get started as soon as possible. This place is beyond the range that the QRF (Quick Reaction Force) can reach in 20 minutes."

"Sounds like a good place to ambush."

Jason looked at the map and was about to give an order when Major Blackburn's voice suddenly came over the channel again, "Bravo1, this is the combat center. It seems you have company. Pay attention to the rear."

"Fake." Before Jason could finish his words, an unbridled engine roar sounded outside the car, and three heavy-duty pickup trucks chased him from behind.

"Bravo6, stop that Mercedes-Benz, Bravo5, say hello to the tail behind, combat center, this is Bravo1, we are engaging in a head-on firefight with the enemy!"

Hearing Jason's order, Jack opened the car door and grabbed Clay's tactical belt tightly with Sonny. The latter leaned half of his body out of the car and pointed the HK417 precision marksman rifle with a full-size barrel in his hand. The tires of the Mercedes-Benz were fired repeatedly.

The second SUV behind, driven by Ray Perry, shot several times and shattered the rear window glass. Two "pirate guns" were revealed. The muzzles of the guns were slightly raised, and they made two "dong-dong" sounds as if they were opening champagne. With a crisp sound, two 40mm-caliber anti-personnel anti-personnel grenades flew slowly but quickly towards the heavy pickup truck that was following.

At the same time, a reply from the operations center came from the communication channel, "Received, Bravo1, the QRF is being deployed and is expected to arrive in 20 minutes."

Hearing the loud noise coming from the earphones, Major Blackburn in the combat center put down the walkie-talkie and shouted at Lieutenant Lopez, "You have five minutes to gather the troops and set off immediately!"

The perspective turned back to Team B, and they saw that the first heavy-duty pickup truck was directly stopped by the blast. The second truck that followed was caught off guard and hit the burning wreckage. The driver panicked, the steering wheel tilted, and with it The raging fire plunged down the road and rolled over.

However, there were mistakes. The second pickup truck used its own sacrifice to help the third pickup truck clear the road. The third pickup truck caught up and the M249 SAW light machine gun, the same model as the Mexican military police, started clicking. The beating immediately made Trent and Bullock, who were holding "pirate guns", afraid to show up.

(End of this chapter)