Chapter 304: The "cowardly" Jack
"Put down the gun, is this the Department of Energy's reservation? The land is rented, bastard! You are breaking the law by coming here."
" This is leased territory, Deputy Sheriff, you have no jurisdiction."
"Deputy Sheriff, you have no jurisdiction. You have violated federal law. Put down your weapons."
Securities. Faces changed instantly, including the one who seemed to be the leader among them, Serge Meyers, who had always kept a smile before.
"Fakeyu, your people deliberately surrounded us, do you think I don't know what you want to do?"
The deputy chief of police sprayed back without showing any weakness, and his two police officers also They quickly formed a back-to-back formation to cover each other.
"If you don't put down your weapon, we will shoot."
Before he finished speaking, a security guard was aimed at the head by a police officer's Glock, "Come and try, white-skinned man. , you shoot!"
Jane also pulled out her pistol. Except for Jack who didn't pull out a gun, she was the only one with the muzzle pointed downward.
"FBI! Hey! FBI! This is federal land, and I have the right to enforce the law on this land, do you understand?"
"Put down your guns now, everyone, hurry up, put them down."< br>
Seeing Jane stand up and walk into the middle of everyone, the old police chief also shouted harshly, "Calm down and put down the guns."
The originally tense atmosphere seemed to ease a little, and Sai Ji Meyers was the first to lower his gun and said to Jane.
"Ma'am, you'd better get a hold of these bastards you have."
"No, it's your turn to control your men." Jack, who had turned behind him at some point, suddenly took action to restrain him.
Jack pinched the back of Serge Meyers' neck with his left hand and used his thumb to exert slight force, causing him to scream. At the same time, he dropped his pistol from his right hand and threw it to the ground. Then he lifted his coat handsomely. I pulled out the FK7.5 from behind my waist and pressed it against the back of the smiling tiger's head.
She was simply stunned on the spot, feeling that the situation was beyond her control again. She had no idea what Jack's intention was at this time.
"Officers, retreat slowly, don't put down your guns, like me, do you understand what I mean?"
After that, he dragged Sergey Meyers and put him down. He used it as a cover, facing the row of prefabricated houses, and moved back step by step.
"Fake, who are you? Let go of our boss!"
"What do you want to do? Let go of Sergey!"
The security guards were really panicked this time. He didn't know who to point his gun at, whether it was to point at the tribal policeman who continued to confront him, or at Jack who had taken the hostage.
"Stand where you are, don't move. We don't want to see tragedy happen, right?"
Jack estimated the distance to the prefabricated house, and there was only less than 100 meters left. 200 meters, everyone had just walked almost half of the way. He sensed the danger earlier than the deputy police chief.
There are a total of twelve people in this security team, but when he opened his mouth to test, the other party directly admitted that there were only six people present. What about the rest?
Ordinary people may not be able to see that far, but Jack could clearly see the blinds that moved in the wind on the windows of the prefabricated houses.
As long as the opponent has one or two automatic rifles, in this unobstructed snow, the distance of one or two hundred meters is enough to launch a massacre, and even he himself cannot guarantee that he can escape unscathed. , let alone others.
Although it was not clear how the other party would deal with the aftermath after he laid a trap so decisively and planned to catch all the tribal police and FBI, Jack was not a sloppy character and decisively took advantage of the other party's distraction to take action. You must know that hostages may not necessarily be useful to the police, but when it is reversed, they can have miraculous effects. Although it is ironic, this is indeed the case.
The remaining security guards just stood there in a daze, watching Jack, leading the tribal police and the female FBI, slowly retreat back to where the snowmobiles were parked.
"What do you want? Take me back? No matter who you are, I guarantee you will"
Before Serge Meyers could finish his words, he was kicked to the ground by Jack. In the snow, he couldn't help but get furious, but when he just raised his head, what he saw was the muzzles of guns pointed at him.
The tribal policemen who returned to the starting point had already taken out their rifles from the holsters strapped to the back seats of their snowmobiles.
Jack imitated his smiling face and smiled, "Why don't you just pretend that we haven't been here today?"
Not only did his words make Sergey Meyers stunned, but other people around him also cast puzzled looks. They didn't know why Jack suddenly became timid again now that he clearly had the advantage.
“Are you serious?” Sergey Meyers stood up slowly, raised his hand to stop his accomplice who was about to step forward, and kneaded the area on his neck that had just been restrained. parts.
"It's a small misunderstanding, isn't it? Why don't we all take a step back? We haven't been here today, and you haven't seen anyone show up. What do you think?"
Jack Without waiting for an answer, he put away the gun, got on the snowmobile, started the engine, and waved to Jane to get on.
Sergey Meyers had a sullen face, and his sinister eyes swept over the faces of everyone in front of him, as if he wanted to remember their looks one by one.
"Next time you show up in this place that doesn't belong to you, we won't be so polite."
Jack didn't know whether he heard it or not, so he blasted the accelerator, drowning out the rest of his words. Amidst the roar of the engine, he drove away.
It was only then that the security guards behind Serge Meyers stumbled to his side. One of the guys with a bruise on his face approached him and asked.
"Let these bastards go like this? Just a little bit missed."
"Fake, what else could we do? It's all the trouble caused by you bastards. ”
Sergey Meyers angrily opened his coat, pulled out two bulletproof plates from the tight body armor on his chest, and smashed it heavily on the ground. Only then did he feel that his rapid breathing became much easier.
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Two hours later, in the conference room of the tribal police station, the old chief sat in silence and Jane paced irritably at the door. The deputy chief and His two police officers sat aside. You looked at me and I looked at you, not knowing what to say.
"I know, you two, please be safe." Jack pushed the door into the conference room with a satellite phone, closed the door, and hung up the phone.
"They ambushed six people, all hiding in the row of prefabricated houses, and Braxton and Corey are staring at them now."
As soon as Jack finished speaking, Deputy Sheriff Brandt and his men started making noises, "Fuck, I knew something was wrong."
"Are these bastards planning to kill us all?"< br>
“Who gave them such courage!”
I originally wanted to go to the festival, but when I thought that my dear readers must still be eagerly looking forward to today’s update, I reluctantly quit Home Inns. The king-size bed room, I coded this chapter when I got home.
(End of this chapter)