Chapter 61 A rare PIT opportunity
The atmosphere in the car was a bit solemn. At this time, Wesley, who had been chattering in the back seat of the car, lost his voice. Although he and Tim only nodded, But after listening to the radio communication, they obviously understood the seriousness of the situation. The three people in the car lost interest in talking for a while.
Jack has a headache. If Tim is infected, this high-level infectious disease will definitely be strictly isolated. He can't think of any way to get close to Tim to perform treatment.
Patting his head, Jack gave up his random thoughts. As a member of the protagonist group, Tim should not be so easy to lose. Instead of worrying about it, it is better to deal with the situation in front of him in advance.
But the investigation work did not go smoothly. There were still a few days before the Christmas holiday, and it was afternoon time. Most of the residents in the residential area were at work, knocking on doors until after 5 p.m. The two found nothing.
Jack bought three cups of coffee and handed one cup to Wesley in the back seat of the police car. After less than 10 minutes of rest, John's call came from the intercom.
Today, the protagonist John, whose aura is particularly effective, asked the homeless man in the neighborhood park about the suspect's car and locked the specific address, a yellow apartment building.
By the time the two arrived, John and Nila Harper had already raided the small apartment. There was no one inside. John found the name of the owner of the room - Bran in a stack of bills. Den Michel.
While they were confirming the identity of the second terrorist to the command center, Jack walked into the living room and looked around. There was a desk placed by the window. The desk was very messy and scattered with a bunch of odds and ends. card stock.
Isn’t this a ready-made clue? He randomly pieced together a few scraps of paper. It turned out to be a forged TSA (Federal Transportation Security Administration) ID card with the words LAX printed on it. This is LA. International airport code.
"Guys, I think we have found the target of the terrorist attack."
The next work is relatively simple. DHS directly closed the Los Angeles International Airport, and the FBI coordinated all idle police forces in the city to go to Deployed in South City of LA, a card was set up on the main road leading to the airport to intercept the blue BMW with the license plate driven by the suspect.
"CDC has sent the vaccine to Tim. The rest depends on whether we can intercept the terrorists in time. Although DHS has temporarily closed the LA airport, it is approaching Christmas, and there are at least stranded people there. Tens of thousands of passengers were planning to go home.”
Superintendent Gray informed everyone of the situation on the public communication channel.
Jack scratched his head and looked at the abnormally congested highway in front of him due to the evening rush hour and police card checks. He remembered a joke about robbing a bank in his previous life, and picked up the walkie-talkie to ask his question.
"Since these terrorists have such a thorough plan and have double insurance for transporting the virus, I don't think they will ignore the traffic flow during the evening rush hour in Los Angeles, right?"
Superintendent Gray quickly gave a reply: "The deployment work is not led by the LAPD, we are only responsible for the execution, including me."
John, who had a double kill today, also supports Jack's view: "There are loopholes in just blocking the highway, even if you just arrived in LA After half a year, I also know that there is a small road behind La Cienega that leads directly to the airport."
The communication channel fell into silence for a while, but soon Superintendent Gray's voice sounded again: "Then. Listen to you, command center, this is 7-L-20, please sign the Wilshire Division police to divert to La Cienega Boulevard and reroute the helicopter. Watch out for the blue BMW.”
About ten minutes later, good news came from the helicopter in the sky: "Please note that a suspect vehicle was sighted on Centinella Road, heading south towards La Cienega Avenue, California license plate. V5BU9F7"< br>
Angela and Jack looked at each other and saw that it was the blue BMW driven by the suspect.
Soon a siren sounded not far away, and Nila Harper's voice appeared on the public channel: "Command Center, 7-A-15 police car is chasing the suspect." As Jack kicked the floor Gas, red and blue flashing police lights appeared in front of them, it was John and Nila's police car.
Angela picked up the intercom and called: "7-A-26 merge, join the chase."
As the speed of the car increased, Wesley in the back seat The lawyer's face turned pale: "Are you serious about locking me in a police car at this time?"
Angela turned back and smiled: "You are the one who wanted to date me to spend a good time with me in the evening. Now you regret dating the police?"
As she said this, she took out the handcuff key and threw it into the back seat: "Wait a minute what if When there was a firefight, you hid in the back of the car immediately. We might not be able to take care of you."
Wesley shivered for a long time before he opened the handcuffs. His face turned pale. Just when he was about to speak, he had already stopped. Jack, who was driving at a speed of 100, shouted loudly, frightening his words back.
"Sit tight, there is the last gas station before arriving at the airport, we have to catch up as soon as possible."
At this time, another report from the police helicopter came through the communication channel: " Attention all police forces, Air Service No. 1 left the chase and the suspect’s vehicle has entered the airport no-fly zone.”
Jack's current driving skills are at the proficient level, roughly at the same level as John. However, although John can drive a large truck, his perception of the surrounding environment and his neurological reaction ability are far behind him.
What's more, although both of them have received basic PIT training, they have never been used in actual combat. At this time, the benefits of having system skill bonuses are reflected.
Following a high-speed drift around the corner, even though there was one more person in the car, Jack and Angela's police car still passed the police car driven by John. Jack grabbed the walkie-talkie, held it on the steering wheel, and said loudly: "7- A-26 is applying for PIT. We are approaching the airport and we don’t have much time.”
After all, we are not in Arkansas, which has a tough folk custom. California usually has very strict procedures for the police to implement PIT, even within the urban area. PIT is strictly prohibited in the city. Patrol policemen like Jack and others who usually wander around the city have basically no chance of PITing a suspect's vehicle.
“Agree, but don’t force it, there is a virus in the other person’s car.”
Superintendent Gray's voice came over the channel. They had just left a relatively congested road section and were still nearly a kilometer away from the two police cars.
"Wesley, be smart. The back seat is not bulletproof. If there is a firefight, don't run around. The rear of the car is the safest."
Jack warned more worriedly. , it is not necessary to drag civilians to participate in dangerous operations, but to let Wesley experience Angela's daily police work is also a test for the relationship between the two. Angela obviously has her own ideas, and he is too lazy to mess with it. .
The police cars continue to speed up. The Wilshire Division is considered to be the most powerful branch in the LAPD. In the past few months, their police cars have been replaced by the latest Ford Explorer. Not only does it continue to The V6 engine is the favorite of the police, and the fronts of the cars are all equipped with PIT-specific reinforced bumpers.
I have been busy updating in the past two days. I don’t have much time to review the previous articles. If there are any problems, please point it out in time and I will modify it as soon as possible.
(End of this chapter)