The Rise of the Ranch King

Chapter 133 132. The police lights are flashing, and we meet the speeding gang for the first time!

"Oh my God, is Riverdale Town getting rich? It actually got a new police car."

Lin Feng's eyes widened and he was filled with surprise as he watched Jasmine step out of a brand new Ford Explorer police car.

You know, the financial situation of River Valley Town has never been very good, and the town hall is almost at a loss. How can it still have enough money to buy such a cool police car?

Wearing a police uniform, Jia Simin looked heroic, with a heroic spirit between her brows that made people afraid to approach her.

She smiled at Lin Feng and explained: "This is a new tank borrowed from the state police to deal with the speeding gang."

"As for those old police cars, well, let alone chasing them, I probably won't even be able to smell their exhaust."

"This car is so cool."

Lin Feng walked around the police car and praised it.

"Don't underestimate it, but it's worth sixty thousand dollars."

Jasmine pointed to the words "HIGHWAY PATROL" spray-painted on the car, "This is the logo of the Highway Patrol. The car has been specially modified with a bumper on the front and this 360-degree rotating spotlight..."

Lin Feng couldn't help but ask: "Hitchhiking? Will it affect your work?"

Jasmine tilted her head playfully, "You are a resident of Riverdale Town. Of course you have the right to know where your tax money is spent."

She opened the car door and motioned for Lin Feng to enter.

Lin Feng excitedly sat in the cab, where he was dazzled by the various police equipment inside.

He pointed to a small cylinder and asked: "What is this? It looks like a potato chip bucket."

"Speed ​​radar." Jasmine leaned in and explained.

As she approached, a faint scent of hair flowed into Lin Feng's nose, making him a little distraught.

At this moment, Jasmine suddenly blinked and said jokingly: "What? Do you like to have sex in the car?"

Lin Feng was teased, "I'll never tire of it."

Jasmine laughed, "No kidding, there are cameras here."

She pointed to a small circle diagonally above, "Although it is not connected to the Internet in real time, the contents are stored in the hard drive of the police car. Only when something goes wrong will you want to look up the records."

Lin Feng thought about it and decided to forget it. He didn't want to cause a scandal by accident.

There is also a computer dedicated to police officers in the car. In addition to querying information, it can also send information about the person being pursued to colleagues during the pursuit.

Lin Feng saw that Dou Dou had used this kind of computer. That time he put it on the hood and played Spider Solitaire with his butt sticking out. It was so leisurely!

There are also walkie-talkies, radios, micro printers, emergency kits that can be hung on the body, rubber gloves, etc. There are all kinds of things, like a grocery store.

"Let me guess, pepper spray?"

Lin Feng found another small box.

Jasmine smiled and said, "It's just an ordinary car interior cleaner."

Lin Feng turned around and found two shotguns hanging clearly between the seats.

These two police shotguns produced by the Italian company Benelli are worthy of the nickname "Troll".

Jasmine said that the police call it a "universal cannon" that can break the doors of most buildings or vehicles.

A cup-shaped grenade launcher can also be installed on the muzzle to launch tear gas grenades with blank rounds.

Also included is a box of shotgun shells known as "shock bags," which shoot out a small bag of sand when fired, knocking the opponent to the ground.

Lin Feng's eyes were opened.

The gun is locked and requires a code to remove it.

The back seat is ordinary but very hard and certainly not comfortable to sit in.

This is prepared for criminals. The seats are surrounded by protective nets and hard glass. There are no door handles, so there is no need to worry about them causing trouble inside.

The intercom rang suddenly.

"Dispatch center, call police officer 1127."

Jasmine immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and said, "Police officer 1127."

"On Section 82, there is a motorcycle heading that way at high speed. Stop him as much as possible. Support will arrive shortly."

"receive."

Putting down the walkie-talkie, Jasmine pouted angrily. "Motorcycle? Or that gang of speedsters?" Lin Feng asked.

Jasmine nodded, "Yes, during this period the River Valley Police Department and the Montana State Police are operating jointly, so the command is given to them, and even the chief must obey the command."

Without further ado, we got on the bus and drove immediately to Section 82. At this time, there was less than two minutes left before the motorcycle passed by.

Jasmine asked Lin Feng to go to the trunk to get a tire breaker and prepare to set up roadblocks.

"Which one?"

Lin Fengma slipped into the trunk, not knowing which one was the tire breaker.

"A long black backpack."

This thing is very convenient to use, but it takes a lot of time for the police. Every year, five American police officers are killed because of using it.

On top of that there’s a riot shield, which looks pretty cool.

Jasmine took the tire breaker. This thing is foldable. If the motorcycle refuses to stop later, it will fall directly onto the road, and then wait for the unlucky guy to cry like a wolf!

Lin Feng was a little nervous. This was not a game but a serious police duty.

Jasmine looked very calm, standing on the side of the road with her arms folded, looking into the distance on the highway.

It was now completely dark and the road was still covered with a layer of snow.

The motorcycle will definitely have its headlights on later, and it is still easy to distinguish between the lights of a motorcycle and a car.

"Honey, you look a little nervous?" Jasmine said with a smile.

Lin Feng spread his hands, "A little bit, after all, I'm just a cattle herder. Also, what do I need to do later?"

Jasmine tilted her head, "Look at your girlfriend's wonderful performance."

"girlfriend?"

In fact, this kind of thing doesn't happen often, but it happens about a dozen times a year, but it's rare to encounter organized speedster gangs. Usually, it's more ordinary citizens, who are much easier to deal with.

Not long after, a beam of light appeared at the far end, a bright spot that was growing rapidly!

"I'm coming!"

Lin Feng's nervousness turned into excitement. He touched the revolver behind his waist to make sure it was really there.

"Sir, stay calm as necessary."

Just when the motorcycle was about two hundred meters away, Jasmine suddenly turned on the spotlight in the car, lighting up a large arc-shaped area in front of her like the sun!

The snow on the road was dazzling when the lights were on.

At the same time, the siren trembled loudly, and people with flashing red and blue lights couldn't open their eyes!

The guy was caught off guard and subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it.

At this moment, Jia Simin quickly took a few steps forward and threw the tire breaker, and the whole process was extremely smooth.

"This is the Riverdale Police. Stop the car immediately for inspection!"

Jasmine’s voice was sonorous and powerful.

A barbed tape lay across the middle of the road!

The unlucky motorcycle was about to get stuck, but the guy was very experienced. Maybe he guessed that there was a tire breaker waiting for him in front, so he immediately turned to the right!

The motorcycle spun off, but he was lucky not to fall completely.

Living up to his reputation as a motorcyclist, the guy pulled up the accelerator and prepared to run back!

He even gave them the middle finger.

Lin Feng rushed forward with an arrow, but the speed of the motorcycle was too fast, and he ran dozens of meters in the blink of an eye!

"Lin, get in the car."

Jasmine reacted quickly, and she didn't know when she was already sitting in the car.

Perhaps influenced by this scene, Lin Feng jumped directly into the cab.

perfect!

Jasmine glanced at him and said, "Yes, you can become a stuntman."

Lin Feng took a long breath, "Maybe."

A road race begins.

(End of this chapter)