Chapter 1026 New Year’s Snowy Night (Six)
Jack lit the candle, dropped the melted wax oil on the saucer, and before the wax oil had time to solidify, fixed the entire candle at the bottom of the saucer, and then placed it on The temporary detention area is in the middle of the aisle.
Although this glimmer of light is insignificant, it is better than being blind. Lighting a few can also have a calming effect.
"Why is there a sudden power outage? Those big waste companies that control this country are really unreliable, and the government is always boasting." The addict grabbed the iron railing and started BBing non-stop.
"This is not a power outage, you idiot." The young black girl cursed, "Someone has cut off the power supply, and something terrible is going to happen here soon."
"Hey, pretty boy, do you know what happened?" Blackie, who called himself Smiley, asked Jack.
Jack pointed at the big black man who was leaning in the innermost cell and remained silent. "Ask me, why don't you ask the big guy next door to you? I think he should know the situation better. When he is rescued later, you can ask him to take you away with him."
"I think you are mistaken, sir." At this time, the big black Bishop actually said, "My people will not point their guns at me. If the dead police officer hadn't just come in with a dinner plate, I would be a corpse now."
"Oh, then It seems that you have offended a lot of people." Jack clicked his tongue, found a broom and began to clean up the mess. In the chaos just now, the food carried by the white state trooper was spilled on the floor and trampled everywhere. All.
He didn't care about the purpose of the two gunmen. Saving people or silencing them had nothing to do with him. If he didn't know how many people came from the other party, he was also worried about the old, weak, sick and disabled people in the police station. John, he has gone out alone now.
Sweeping all the way to the other end of the corridor in the temporary detention area, which is the direction where the two gunmen entered and escaped, Jack paused slightly, squatted down and picked up a deformed warhead from the ground.
"Jack, you'd better come." At this time, John's voice came from the other end of the corridor.
Jack put away the warhead, glanced meaningfully at Bishop who hid himself in the corner, and followed John back to the office area in front.
The office area that was full of festive atmosphere just now now has only a few weak candles swaying slightly. All the blinds have been lowered, and the door has been bolted. Even the one that was smashed The glass window was also blocked by a filing cabinet.
Sergeant Roenicke is putting a bulletproof vest on himself. Most of the equipment in this broken police station has been packed away and there is not even a bulletproof insert. Therefore, he will use the only two pieces he found. The bulletproof vest was put on himself.
At the same time, the old police officer Jasper was still nagging beside him, "You don't have to do this. Now is not the time to be impulsive. We obviously have a better way to solve this matter."
"I It's impossible to let a criminal walk out of my police station openly," Ronick muttered in a low voice as he continued to put on his uniform on his double-layer bulletproof vest, but his tone was undeniable.
"What do you want to do?" Jack was confused by this scene.
John explained on the side, "Chief Ronick wants to drive the bus parked at the back door to find reinforcements."
Ah, Jack was a little surprised. This man looked at and Why did the young police chief, who was not very impressive and even showed some symptoms of PTSD, suddenly become brave? Is it possible that he secretly hid extra small pills?
"There is a radio in the car. As long as you drive the car a certain distance and leave the interference range, you can contact the main station." Ronick explained his plan.
"It is indeed a good idea, but although the bus transporting prisoners has been modified and may be able to withstand rifle bullets, the weather outside is not very good now. Are you sure?"
Jack didn't object, but asked worriedly. The snowstorm was blowing outside right now, which actually had pros and cons. It was already late at night. Although there were some dim street lights outside, the heavy snowfall in the sky caused extremely limited visibility. As long as you moved quickly and used the huge body of the bus as cover, the threat from snipers was limited.
But the trouble is that there is snow on the road, and although the bus body is reinforced with steel plates, the windshield is not bulletproof. People who are not very familiar with the surrounding environment can easily When I got nervous, I drove the bus into a ditch.
"We need rescue. If I don't try, the policeman will probably die." Ronick smiled wryly and tilted his head at the black state trooper who had fallen asleep on the sofa. Finally, his eyes fell on the psychiatrist Ellie. On Kesi.
“Besides, there are civilians among us.”
Jack opened his mouth and wanted to say that if that person’s injury lasted until dawn, it shouldn’t be a big problem, but then he thought about this The success rate of the Sheriff's plan is actually quite high, especially if he can help and cooperate
"It's too dangerous to do this. At least there are people outside." The old police officer Jasper wanted to persuade him again, but saw that Jack had already He dragged his suitcase over and took out a box with a combination lock, which looked very heavy.
Then everyone watched in surprise as he took out an FN57 pistol, several accessories and two boxes of ammunition from the box.
"Who are you?" Jasper, the veteran police officer present, was the only one who didn't know Jack's identity and was a little confused when he saw this scene.
“A passing FBI.” Jack installed red dot sights on the FN57 and his Sig Sauer, while John loaded SS190 pistol bullets into the magazine for him.
"Multiple pistols won't change anything." Jasper, the old police officer, curled his lips rather disinterestedly.
"Maybe." Jack had no intention of arguing with him. Multiple pistols really couldn't change anything, and the effective range of 50 meters was indeed not enough to compete with a sniper rifle with a range of hundreds of meters.
But the effective range of a general pistol is 50 meters, which does not mean that the bullet will have no lethality if it flies 50 meters away.
In this horrible weather, Jack didn't think that the sniper would hide too far away. A hundred meters was as high as the sky. Under such circumstances, continuous firepower was the best cover.
"You and Officer Nolan stay in front and protect everyone. They don't know what's going on inside us and they shouldn't dare to rush in at will."
Ronick gave the worried old police officer A hug blocked the rest of his words, then he pulled out his own pistol, loaded the bullet, and looked at Jack murderously.
"Let's go, I hope your marksmanship is as good as your medical skills."
John patted his chest and gave Jack a thumbs up, indicating that he could trust him here .
The two walked all the way through the temporary detention area, turned around the corridor, passed the storage room, and finally came to the back door. Ronick moved the chair propped on the door handle, looked back at Jack, saw him nodding slightly, and pulled away iron gate.
The wind and snow were howling in. The front of the bus was facing the rear door, only about ten meters away. There was a long drag mark on the ground.
Previously, the black state trooper shot at the escaping gunman from the front of the car. He was shot down and then dragged back by Roenicke desperately.
“Don’t worry.” Jack grabbed Ronick who was bent over and was about to rush out. He quickly looked at the far corner on the left side on the right side of the door, then quickly changed positions and stuck Go to the left side of the door frame and glance at the far corner on the right.
(End of this chapter)