The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 153: Take the big move

The burning flames on the body fell into Camilla's ears, burning her vengeance.

This is not a villa courtyard, it is clearly a slaughterhouse!

The butcher and prey, as they entered the yard, changed over.

The other party occupies the advantage of the territory, hides in the darkness, and fights in a strange field, and is exposed to the lights.

Kamila bit her mouth and her teeth and shouted loudly: "Go! Go quickly!"

All she brought was her elite team, and she couldn't die here.

She took off a smoke bomb and threw it out.

A burst of white smoke emanated from the front of the villa.

Hawke also heard the loud shout, and he listened to the direction of the sound and shot continuously.

Then he moved to another window and asked through the headset, "What's going on?"

Erica was in excitement, her voice was a little excited, and she replied, "I killed five of the eight!"

Hawke said: "They want to run away, and I'm going to use the ultimate move."

"Leave all these bastards!" Erica must lie down before she can get out if she dares to break into her house alive.

Hawke picked up the remote control and pressed the sprayer button.

In the other side of the backyard, someone shouted loudly: "Boss, go quickly, let's hold them!"

"Go away!" Two people responded in the front yard.

Kamila treated her subordinates well, and at critical moments, some people fought for her.

Two Mexican young men were passionate and jumped out of their hiding place, one holding an AK and the other holding an AR, shooting wildly at the second floor.

Camilla and his friends took the opportunity to run to the gate.

Amid the gunshots, strange vibrations came from the ground.

Dozens of sprinklers commonly used in stadium lawns rose up, then turned and sprayed liquid around.

In the room, Hawke and Erica had already taken out the gas mask from their tactical vests and put it on their heads.

The pungent smell of pepper filled the air, and the two gunmen who were shooting were irritated and their mouth and nose mucosa was sneezing.

A lot of liquid fell on their exposed faces, hands and necks, and the severe pain was like a burn in high temperatures, making it impossible to grasp the gun in their hands.

Camilla smelled the smell and when she sneezes, she pulled up her black coat and covered her head, blocking her mouth and nose.

These **** actually use biological weapons!

Kamila felt like it was raining and she heard her screams from her subordinates.

She didn't dare to pull her clothes away to see.

In the second floor bedroom, Hawke stood behind the window, with an AR15 with an infrared scope, aiming at the fastest running one.

He was obviously a woman, or a woman with a very good figure.

But in Hawke's eyes, she only has one identity - the enemy!

Treating enemies must be as ruthless as the cold winter.

Hawke didn't hesitate at all, as decisive as he was when shooting a target, and as relaxed and comfortable as he pulled the trigger.

The AR rang three times in a row.

All three bullets hit Camilla in the back, and the woman rushed out and fell to the ground.

This woman is good at shooting skills.

But in this completely asymmetric battle, there is no chance to play.

Hawke moved the muzzle and named the other people who were running away one by one.

One corpse after another fell to the ground.

Erica's voice suddenly came from the headset: "Oh no, I've all shot dead by eight here. Please leave a living!"

Hawke suspected she did it on purpose, but there was no evidence.

However, there was still a living person in the yard, rolling in the chili water.

Hawke turned off the sprayer, adjusted his breathing rhythm, found the right opportunity, and shot the guy with his left and right arms and legs.

The automatic rifle hits the arm and leg, and even if this person is cured, he is still half a waste.

The gunshots stopped and the villa became completely quiet.

The pungent chili water smells a bit bad.

Under the bright lights, the villa yard was in a mess and was completely ruined.

In this battle, it is better to say that Hawk and Erica have better marksmanship than to say that they have won the money.

The two of them spent time and energy to renovate the place, and they threw their money into 100,000 US dollars.

Now, there is no way to get back to its original state without hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Hawke closed the windows and took off his gas mask. The smell in the house was still within tolerance.

Erica came in through the door with her gun and mask.

Seeing that she was not injured, Hawke felt relieved and said, "I'll keep the survivor."

"I've shot all eight people in the backyard." The devilish goddess detective had no breath under the gun.

Hawke kept staring at the surveillance screen on the computer screen: "I left one, I can't run away."

The cars parked outside the villa never moved.

Erica said: "They are very confident, everyone comes in, it's confidence that they will definitely kill both of us."

Hawke looked carefully and took the surveillance camera, then picked up the telescope, looked at the corpses in the yard, and said, "It seems that they are all Mexican."

He thought of a possibility: "It's not the mule gang coming to take revenge, right?"

"It's possible." Erica heard the sound of an engine from the sky, quickly took out her cell phone, made a phone call, and started talking to the other side. Not long after, Hawke discovered two helicopters flying from a distance, with bright lights on the nose, which were quite conspicuous.

Soon, the plane arrived over the villa and a SWAT team carried out a rope-in-landing.

Erica used her cell phone, communicated with people, and said, "I am my own."

Hawke then put down his AR rifle and sat back on the chair in front of the computer.

The first responders who followed SWAT were responsible for emergency medical assistance to the only surviving gunman.

The guy, lying in a pool of blood and pepper water, fainted from pain.

Erica went to negotiate with the people who came to LAPD and handed over the area outside the house to LAPD for processing.

Just two minutes later, amid the whistling of the sirens, the brigade of police cars rushed over.

It only takes six minutes from Erica calling the police until the helicopter arrives.

But Hawk and Erica were too fierce, and the yard was too dangerous. Camilla and her men didn't hold on for even five minutes.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

With the full intervention of LAPD, the number of attackers was quickly determined, with a total of 21 people, one woman and twenty men, all of whom were Mexican.

These include several members of the Mule Gang who are on the wanted list of LAPD.

This short and fierce firefighting killed twenty and one seriously injured.

The dead woman was Camilla Fernandez, one of the three leaders of the Mule Gang, and is said to have close ties with the famous Mexican dwarf Guzman.

Her deputy, Ayala, is a typical example of Mexican SWAT police turning into a dealer.

He was also shot dead on the spot.

Then news came that two security guards in Yinhu Community died at their posts.

Twenty minutes later, reporters arrived and gathered outside the wall to shoot wildly, wanting to take important news.

LAPD pulled up a warning belt around the villa wall.

Hawke had previously installed concealed surveillance cameras outside the villa, and was copied from the server and handed over to the person in charge of the police station at the scene.

At the beginning of the surveillance stage, the shooting was not clear, but it was also possible to distinguish these guys holding automatic and semi-automatic weapons and climbing over the wall to enter the villa courtyard.

After the lights were on, the shots were clearer. The bandits from the Mule Gang possessed various weapons such as AK, AR and shotgun.

Susie, who is in charge of media and public relations affairs at LAPD, rushed over from her home.

She covered her nose and endured the pungent smell, she walked through the yard covered with shells and bullet holes, and entered the villa.

Seeing Erica well, Susie was obviously relieved.

If the star police officer of LAPD died in the revenge of the Mule Gang, it would inevitably set off a wave of public opinion.

Then Susie saw Hawke.

She looked at Hawk and Erica, for some reason, and always felt something was wrong.

Suddenly, I thought of something. The two of them got together and had a similar gun battle. Including the marketing arrest of LAPD, which time was this?

Then he looked out the window again, and the corpses, blood and weapons all explained one thing.

This pair is ten times more fierce than the bandit!

Susie went to watch the surveillance video again, thinking that this pair was really too cruel, and a good house was built into a fortress.

Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise it would not be a result tonight.

Susie communicated with the person in charge of the police station at the scene, quietly found Hawke, and said, "This incident tonight is a good publicity material..."

Hawke understood what she meant and said, "Don't worry, see what Erica means."

Susie nodded slightly.

Hawke's cell phone rang, and he took it out and answered it.

Megan Taylor's voice came from over there: "I just got a news thread. I heard that your girlfriend was attacked by multiple gunmen at home tonight?"

Hawke said, "I'm right here."

Megan whispered: "Tell me a little bit, for the sake of my never intervening in your life."

"Isn't this what we agreed on?" Hawke thought for a while and revealed one thing: "The gunman has more than 20 people, and he has used automatic weapons and launched an attack on him. Most of them were shot dead by Erica and me."

Megan knows the guy Hawk well: "You must have videos."

Hawke said directly, "I can't give it to you even if I have it, I'll talk about this later."

Megan said: "If you want to choose a media broadcast for the video, you must come to me. The price offered by Fox is not comparable to other TV stations."

Hawke said, "Let's talk about it when you're sure."

He hung up the phone and glanced at Erica.

Erica took the weapons she and Hawke used, as well as the shells collected, and handed them over to colleagues in the technical department.

Some necessary procedures must be gone.

Brian Ferguson entered the villa in the name of Erica's relatives.

When he saw his cousin busy, he hurried over to find Hawke.

"What happened here?" The Bryans were almost stunned: "Is the world war breaking out?"

Hawke thought of what this **** said, and put the blame on him first: "You are just a crow's mouth. I insist on saying that Erica and I will be attacked by more gunmen, but we were both over twenty years old. A gunman attack! ”

He locked the blame on Brian: "It's all your fault for this gun battle tonight! You should change your name and call Brian Crow's Mouth!"

Brian couldn't take such a big blame, nor did he want to take it. He refuted: "Blame me? Is it related to me when Robert Downey Jr. that time? Is it related to me when the yacht was attacked? You jointly planned to attack the mule Help, is it related to me? Is the matter in Wyoming related to me?”

How could Hawke ask him to tear down the blame: "Did you say anything this time? Are you blessed? No, is it a curse of Erica and me?"

Brian was speechless for a moment.

(End of this chapter)