Chapter 1198 Hackett Barron Farm
"Jack! There, the tall and lanky guy in camouflage uniform, he's his brother Wyatt."
Just as Jiejie on the passenger side warned, Jack also saw the Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the road, and Wyatt Hammond who was getting out of the car carrying an MP5 submachine gun with a folding stock.
"Has anyone seen Greg?" Jack stared at the opponent, and with his left hand, he pulled out his own pistol from his waist, a Sig Sauer P320-XTen.
"No, he seems to be the only one. He didn't bring a bag and only had a submachine gun in his hand." Aubrey almost leaned half of his body out of the car window. After observing carefully, he retracted into the car and answered loudly.
Wyatt, who had realized that the sirens were coming for him, looked towards the intersection in panic, and suddenly discovered that he was in a predicament being surrounded by the police and the FBI.
Just when he wanted to get back into the Mercedes-Benz and try to break out, a gunshot rang out, and the bullets fell and the gravel splashed under his feet scared him so much that he turned and ran towards the side road.
Jack stretched his left hand out of the car window and fired the two shots somewhat hastily, but he had to fire a warning shot in advance.
Two boys and girls of twelve or thirteen years old passing by on the sidewalk were frightened by the sound of his gunfire and subconsciously squatted on the spot.
Subaban's bulky full-size SUV body turned sideways amidst the squeal of overwhelmed tires, just in front of the two children.
The passenger door opened, Jiejie got out of the car and escorted them away from the street that was about to become a battlefield, "It's okay, it's okay, just follow me."
"Wyatt! Don't do anything stupid." Jack took the Noveske N4 that Aubrey handed from the back seat, got out of the car and shouted to Wyatt Hammond, who was running desperately towards the path.
However, what responded to him was a round of 9mm Parabem pistol bullets. After a few sparks were splashed on Saboban's body, several bullet holes appeared.
"Idiot." Jack, who was already a little angry, cursed secretly, raised his gun and took aim briefly before pulling the trigger.
As the gunfire rang out, Wyatt, who was running, stumbled and fell to the ground. He tried to struggle to get up but found that he couldn't do it. He could only roll to his side and hide behind a car on the roadside.
"Surrender, Wyatt." Jack warned loudly while slowly approaching the vehicle parked on the roadside.
Jubal, who was driving the second Saban behind him, turned the steering wheel and walked onto the opposite sidewalk. After parking the car, Hannah held the G28E precision marksman rifle on the car door.
Continuous gunshots rang out, and Wyatt struggled to reach out from the back of the car. The MP5 in his hand fired randomly at Jack who was approaching him.
Only five cars away from him, Jack hid in front of a Camry and waited patiently for him to empty the magazine before continuing to shout.
"Don't be stupid, Wyatt. You and your brother Greg were both good people, but you should not kill innocent people indiscriminately, especially Julia. She is only 19 years old. Her only sin is probably What do you think of a last name called Griffin?”
"It's too late, kill me, I won't surrender." Jack responded with another round of bullets after Wyatt changed the magazine.
Jack, who was leaning against the front of the Camry, looked at Hannah and saw her nodding slightly and making a gesture of agreement to shoot.
There was a clear gunshot, and after hearing a scream, Jack sprang out like a cheetah. When he got close enough, he put a little force on his feet and jumped onto the roof of the car where Wyatt was hiding.
Knowing that this guy wanted to die, he didn't say any more nonsense. He turned the muzzle of the gun upside down like hitting a baseball. He hit the shoulder with the butt of the gun and was shot. His leg was bleeding, but he still wanted to pick up the gun from the ground again. Wyatt hit his forehead and knocked him unconscious.
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"Ah!" As the tourniquet was tightened, severe pain woke Wyatt from his coma.
"Tell me your brother's plan, Wyatt, tell me what he plans to do?" While helping him stop the bleeding, Jack continued to persuade him earnestly. "Julia is innocent, just like your niece. The EPA's team of investigators will arrive tomorrow. Larry Griffin is already doomed. There is no need to take another innocent life at this time." .”
"I, I will not betray Greg and I will never say, "A thousand people are cutting down the branches of evil, but only one is cutting down the root of evil."
After reading this famous line from "Walden", Wyatt turned away and pursed his lips tightly.
"You son of the beach." An angry Aubrey punched the trunk of the car in front of him, making a loud thud.
"We're just giving you a chance to reduce your sentence. I really thought there was nothing we could do." After saying that, he took out his cell phone from Wyatt's pocket and started looking through the call records.
At this time, Jubal, who had just finished a phone call, walked over and patted Aubrey on the shoulder, "No, Clay called and said that Larry Griffin left the villa in a hurry after answering a phone call."
"Ah?" Aubrey subconsciously looked in the direction of his girlfriend, "Isn't his phone in Alice's hand?"
Jubal glanced at Wyatt, who had his eyes closed and said nothing, and waved to the emergency personnel who had just arrived, "Yeah, but Greg called Larry's girlfriend, Clay is now Following him, we should set off immediately.”
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"Hackett Barron Farm." Looking at the slightly broken sign, Jiejie in the passenger seat read out the letters in paint that were blurry because of fading.
"I think I've seen this sign not long ago." Jack followed the directions of the sign and drove the Saber class onto the path to the farm. He glanced at the bull head LOGO on it again and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
"Aha, it's the agricultural supply store that Clay and I went to before. I saw a hat with the same LOGO on the memorial wall. This farm once belonged to the father of the female shop owner."
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"Do you think it's possible that the female store owner didn't report the incident or was simply an accomplice?" Aubrey asked.
"That's not important anymore." Thinking that the other person was a lung cancer patient, Jack shook his head.
The two FBI Suburbans did not turn on their sirens all the way. After seeing the farm from a distance, they simply turned off their lights and gradually slowed down.
Clay, who had been responsible for tracking and monitoring Larry Griffin at Jack's request, suddenly emerged from the bushes on the side of the road and waved to everyone.
"Larry got in there three minutes ago." He pointed to a crumbling old barn not far away.
"Work in pairs, pay attention to safety." Jack handed Clay the bulletproof vest and assault rifle, waving for Jiejie to follow.
At this moment, in the dilapidated barn, Larry Griffin, who had been searched all over, was pushed staggering and almost fell into the pile of straw that exuded a putrid smell in front of him.
"Dad!" Julia, who was tied to a broken wooden chair, shouted in a crying voice when she saw her father.
"Please, please stop." Seeing that his daughter was safe and sound, Larry couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and forced a flattering smile to Greg, who was pointing the gun at him.
"How much do you want? It's all up to you. As long as you let my daughter go, you can do whatever you want."
"Yeah, for people like you, all problems can be solved with money, right?" Greg took two steps back and took out a set of IV sets and a dark bag from behind a pillar. thing.
(End of chapter)