Chapter 21 Shot
When Jack, Angela and Hannah arrived at Room 365 on the third floor, the place was in a mess, and a big hole was dug out in the plasterboard partition wall to the right of the door. , the drug dealer went around into the bedroom from here, Lucy was shot in the chest, and fell to the ground not knowing whether she was alive or dead. Two strong men struggled with Tim, and a Latina woman was holding a newborn baby on the sofa in the living room and shivering. .
Jack was worried about accidental injury and did not dare to shoot. He was about to draw his baton and step forward. Angela and Hannah behind him each took out a Taser gun and stepped forward, skillfully stunning the two strong men.
"Lucy!" Tim, who was bruised and swollen, didn't bother to get up. He crawled to Lucy who was lying on the ground and pulled off the body armor on her chest.
"Ahem. I'm fine." Lucy coughed violently after regaining consciousness, and pulled out a bulletproof insert from her chest, with a deformed warhead embedded in it.
"Vance Marcus ran away. He admitted that he was the murderer who hurt my wife." Seeing that Lucy was fine, Tim picked up the pistol from the ground and rushed out of the room. Jack was worried that something would happen to him, so he chased after him. .
"Officer Bradford, don't worry, Marcus can't run away, reinforcements from downstairs have arrived." Jack, who was following Tim, tried to calm him down, but now the situation was reversed. Your side is sure of victory, but you must be careful of the other side's counterattack.
He was really afraid of what he was going to get. As soon as Tim rushed to the stairs at the other end and looked down, a bunch of bullets flew past his scalp, and the bullets ricocheted dangerously on the hard wall. This guy was like crazy and completely ignored the bullets. He took advantage of the opponent's reloading time to climb over the handrail, jumped from the third floor to the stairs on the second floor, and faced Ma who was trying to change the magazine of the Uzi submachine gun in his hand. Cus pulled the trigger.
At this time, Tim made a mistake. He just picked up his gun and forgot to check the remaining bullets. The first bullet hit Marcus's body armor on the chest and knocked him staggering. He took two steps back and when he wanted to pull the trigger again, his Glock went dead.
Seeing that Marcus had already picked up the loaded Uzi and was about to kill Tim, Jack stumbled over and pulled the trigger repeatedly. Six rounds of powerful .357 Magnum penetrated the body armor directly. , the cavity effect left 6 fist-sized projectile wounds on its back.
"Fakeyo Bradford, you almost killed us both." Jack fell in the middle of the stairs, blood pouring out of his calf.
The previous round of bullets did not hit Tim, but ricocheted off the wall. One of the bullets hit Jack's right calf at the rear. Fortunately, it did not hit the leg bone because of the angle, but stayed behind. In the abdominal muscles of the legs.
Seeing this, Tim quickly pulled out a tourniquet from the first aid kit on his waist and tied it under the knee of Jack's right leg. He looked guilty. He was indeed blinded by hatred just now. This is not what a veteran should do. His performance: "I'm sorry, kid, it's my fault, thank you."
Jack didn't care too much, watching Zoe in uniform and body armor and the black-faced superintendent appearing at the entrance of the corridor. , followed by a group of SWAT and police colleagues, I let out a sigh of relief, it was finally over.
“Jack.” Seeing him falling to the ground after being shot in the calf, Zoe was so anxious that she wanted to push Tim away and go to check in person.
"Superintendent Anderson, I'm fine. There should be no broken bones. Have you found Officer Bishop? Her injuries are very serious." Jack deliberately emphasized the tone of his address as a reminder.
Zoe also realized that she had lost some control. Her relationship with Jack must not be exposed. Otherwise, not only would Jack's future be ruined, but her family's planned political career for her would also be destroyed. Sexual blow.
"Bishop has been taken to the Central Hospital by ambulance. Is anyone else injured upstairs?" "Lucy was shot in the chest, but it was blocked by the body armor. She should be fine. There is another person upstairs. A pregnant woman who has just given birth and a baby will be left to you. I will take Jack to the hospital first." Tim said, putting one of Jack's arms around his neck and helping him stand up on one foot.
Zoe’s eyes were still full of concern and she nodded: “I will come to the hospital to see you later.”
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With a clang, a .40 bullet from an Uzi submachine gun lay intact in the stainless steel tray. Gray put down the tweezers, even though he was wearing a mask. She couldn't see her face clearly, but there was a smile in the corners of her eyes.
"Little Jack, you are very lucky. The bullet penetrated less than two centimeters into the flesh, so there is no need for suturing. Leaving a hole to drain the pus will heal faster. You can walk on the ground in about a week."
< br>Because the injury was on his leg, he did not need general anesthesia. At this time, Jack was conscious. He was trying his best to suppress the damn sequelae. Hearing this, a smile appeared on his face: "Thank you, Dr. Gray, I have always had good luck. You know.”
Gray bandaged the wound skillfully and playfully tied a bow on it. She deliberately came up to him and patted his handsome face gently, so close that Jack could even feel her breath through her mask.
"You can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. Remember to come back to me for dressing change in three days. It is considered an extra service."
The nurse on the side giggled like an old hen: "How about you Just give him two more days of hospitalization, and I can arrange him in the separate ward where you take your daily lunch break, so that no one will disturb you."
If he hadn't watched several seasons of that medical drama, Jack would really not care. Do you mind having something happen with Gray? After all, this heroine is also a rare beauty, but now he is gradually starting to suffer from the sequelae, and all he can think about is fucking and killing.
But he was really frightened by the chaotic private lives of these surgeons. It seems that the editors of such long-lived American dramas have brains as big as almonds. If they can't write a plot, they can only arrange characters randomly. relation.
When Gray pushed Jack in the wheelchair out of the operating room, the police officers waiting outside the door stood up and applauded with smiles on their faces. Of course, the applause was not for Dr. Gray, who only performed a minor operation.
"Okay, I've returned the hero to you intact." Gray waved goodbye.
"Hey, great job. I've heard everything about today. You did a great job today, uh, yesterday too. I haven't had time to thank you for saving me yesterday."
John, who was also sitting in a wheelchair, first congratulated Jack. The person pushing the wheelchair for him was a female doctor whom Jack had never seen before. She looked about the same age as John, but her charm was still there. Jack noticed her looking at John's eyes. There was an indescribable meaning in his eyes.
Before Jack could speak, Hannah rushed up to him, hugged him, and kissed him hard on the face: "Without you and Angela today, Talia and I might not have survived. .”
(End of this chapter)