Chapter 1024 New Year’s Snowy Night (4)
“Puff”
Jack picked up a glass of water on the table and doused the charcoal fire in the grill. He raised his hand to stop the person who had already pulled out his pistol. John, who was holding the gun, pointed to the cracked door and motioned to him.
"John, stay here."
John understood instantly. He went to the door and gently closed it, then locked it. Then he stayed there against the wall. There was someone behind him. If Jack is here, he won't be too much, but he also needs to be prepared for the plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain.
The reaction of the others was not slow. With just such a slight delay, another state policeman, Jeffrey, who was leaning at the entrance of the corridor, was the first to rush to the temporary detention area, followed closely by Luo. Chief Nick, and at the end is the relatively bloated veteran police officer Jasper.
“Bang bang bang!” Fierce gunshots came from the temporary detention area, but they all came from the same Smith & Wesson M&P40 pistol. It was the standard sidearm of the DPD and local state police, and was mixed with There were a few sounds like opening champagne, and the other party used a pistol with a silencer.
When Jack arrived, he saw the white state trooper lying on his back on the entrance steps of the temporary detention area. The large tray he had just handed to him fell to the ground, and the food in it was spilled everywhere. All.
The black state trooper Jeffrey has chased the unidentified gunman around the corner of the corridor. There is a back door, and the prison bus driven by the state troopers is parked at the door. Sergeant Ronick is following him. behind.
“Dammit, hold on!”
The old police officer Jasper yelled and squatted on the ground to check the white state trooper's injuries. Jack just glanced at him and knew that he was hopeless. He had been shot at least four times in the chest and there were two gunshot wounds in the abdomen.
It’s not that he is cold-blooded and unwilling to take action. Let’s not talk about whether he can fool the old police officer Jasper in front of him and Alice who is following closely. There are currently four pairs of eyes in the cell staring at each other. Stay here.
Three of the prisoners in custody were still screaming at the top of their lungs. They were obviously frightened by the scene just now. They were shouting for the police to let them out. Only Bishop, the big black man, was hiding sideways in the cell. In the corner, he watched the surroundings calmly.
"Alice, get him inside." Jack looked up at the small corridor leading to the back door. The figures of black state troopers Jeffrey and Ronick had disappeared there, obviously chasing him. go out.
Worrying that something might happen to the two of them again, Jack walked through the storage room at the end where sundries were piled up. Sure enough, he saw an iron door open at the end of the corridor, and a strong wind was blowing in. Snowflakes were sweeping in, and the sound of gunshots coming from outside could still be vaguely heard.
"Chief Roenick?" Jack chased him to the door, and saw exactly what he was worried about. The black state trooper had fallen in the snow, and Roenick was dragging him back.
He was about to step forward to help, but a chill suddenly arose in his heart. Not far away, there seemed to be a sight full of cold and murderous intent directed at him, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark.
There are snipers!
Jack raised his hand and fired without thinking, emptying all 14 bullets in the Sig Sauer P320-XTen magazine in one breath. The wind and snow were too big and the distance was too far for him to expect to hit. Just rely on feeling to scare the other party.
Because the bullet body of the 10mm Auto bullet is too thick, although the magazine capacity is designed to be 15 rounds, it is difficult to insert the last round. In order not to affect the life of the spring, Jack usually only loads 14 rounds.
He also didn't have the habit of putting an extra bullet in the chamber of the gun unless it was an emergency, as it would easily cause it to misfire.
"What are you doing? Help me!" It was obvious that Roenick was not aware of the presence of the sniper and thought that the FBI was shooting randomly to cover.
Jack didn't bother to explain. It turned out that his shot was very effective. While the cold feeling in his heart weakened slightly, he had already rushed out of the back door. At this time, the snow outside was almost up to his feet. Jack grabbed the collar of the black state trooper with a little force. Ronick felt his hands light up and watched in surprise as he grabbed a 180-pound man with one hand as if he were grabbing a child. Lifted it up.
“Close the door and find something to block it with.”
Jack dropped these words and helped the black state trooper into the corridor in an almost half-hug posture.
"Alice! Jasper! How is he? Still" After finding a chair to prop up the broken iron door, Ronick passed over Jack who was holding the wounded man, turned the corner and walked quickly The white state trooper who had been shot earlier stopped the next moment.
"He's dead! 'Son of the Beach'!" Jasper, the old police officer, stood up angrily and pointed at the gangsters in the cell and cursed, "It's all because of this Bishop of Falk, those people must be Come to save him, this cousin raised me!”
“Let us out, I don’t want to be left here to die!”
“Let us go, please! ”
Bishop frowned and paced back and forth in the cell with his head lowered. He neither refuted nor scolded the old police officer. Instead, the other three prisoners started making noise again.
"Hey! Hey! Relax! Relax! The danger has passed!"
Seeing that these guys ignored him, Ronick put away his gun and pulled out his baton, shouting at the top of his voice Shouted, "Shit! Calm down, I told you, you are safe now!"
The prisoners' noise was temporarily suppressed, and Jack, who paid no attention to it all, supported Zhong The black state trooper with the gun walked towards the office area and gave instructions as he walked.
"Prepare hot water for me. The first thing to do now is to help him stop bleeding, otherwise there will be a second body here soon."
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“Are you still a doctor?” Alice hurriedly brought a basin of hot water and almost didn’t burn herself when she put it down.
“A forensic science enthusiast who has received first aid training.” Jack’s concise words frightened the black bailiff who was lying on the sofa and wailing, and couldn’t help but tremble.
"Calm down! Calm down! Forensic doctors are also doctors. If you move around again, I will have no choice but to knock you unconscious. The police station has been evacuated in advance and there is not even any emergency drug evidence." Jack said with all his strength. Holding the opponent down makes him look like he's exploring the wound, but he's actually secretly using a healing technique.
Poison is also a medicine, and it is a life-saving anesthetic at times like this. Unfortunately, there is nothing in the evidence room of Police Station No. 13 except a pile of scrap metal.
Jack can secretly use healing skills to save people, but the bullet automatically being discharged from the body is too scary. At least he has to perform emergency surgery to pretend to remove the bullet first.
"Is this okay?" Ronick took out a matchbox from his pocket and handed it to Jack.
Jack opened it and saw a box full of small white pills inside, "Is this? Oxycontin?"
Ronick's eyes flickered and he subconsciously touched his nose, "That , I've been shot before."
"New year, new year, don't touch this thing again," Jack replied lightly, stuffed four pills directly into the black state trooper's mouth, and put the matchbox away. Into his pocket.
(End of this chapter)