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"At present, the police officers in the police station count as one. They are either greedy for life or fear of death, or they are too young and hot-blooded. They are not suitable for entering the serious crime team as detectives. But I think they are very suitable to be detectives. They are strong and agile. .”

"Isn't the most important thing about being an agent is to be quick-witted and quick-witted? Since then, a strong and strong thug is also the selection criteria for an agent." Chris couldn't help complaining.

Sheriff Patrick, who was complained about, shrugged his shoulders to express his helplessness.

"Mr. Chief, if the police officers in the police station have this brain, I don't mind selecting detectives according to this standard, but unfortunately, no, you are the person with the highest education in the entire police station. Besides, Those who have graduated from elementary school account for the majority, those who have read junior high school account for a minority, and the last small group of people do not know how to read."

Well, Chris’s predecessor only finished high school with good grades, and he could go to college, but because of family reasons, he couldn’t go to college, so he had to join the army in the end, which is a pity for his predecessor matter.

What's even more regrettable is that now, as Sergeant Patrick said, the police officers in the [-]th Police Station have a very low level of education, and there are almost no personnel suitable to be detectives. This is indeed embarrassing Sergeant Patrick.

"Anyway, I still can't give you these four new police officers, because I am going to set up a special police team, they will join it, and the team will be directly responsible to me in the future."

"What about the Serious Crimes Unit? Chief, you have to give me someone so I can set it up." Sergeant Patrick continued to argue.

"Unless you let me recruit people from the outside, I won't be able to set up the serious crime team in a short time."

Ah, Sergeant Patrick's fox tail was exposed. As soon as Chris heard his last words, he knew that he didn't just pass by the chief's office, but he probably waited outside for a long time, creating a chance to meet him.

"Hey, I knew it... Tell me, Sheriff Patrick, how many places do you want, and it's agreed in advance that people with criminal records and drug use are not allowed to enter the [-]th division." Chris gave Patrick a vaccination, He blocked the entrance for him to bring some problematic people into the police station in advance.

"Only three places are enough," Sheriff Patrick said.

"They are all old agents of mine in the previous branch. After I offended my boss and got kicked here, they were quickly fired. It was my fault. I want to find a job for them here. Don't worry, Chief, they have excellent working ability, and they are all old detectives with rich experience."

"As long as they don't take drugs and have no major criminal records, I will allow you to bring them to our police station." Chris said casually, he was reluctant to be dragged here by Sheriff Patrick.

"By the way, heavy drinking is not allowed. I don't want to be approached by federal prohibition agents and tell me that they caught a drunken [-]th District police agent in some underground tavern. This is too embarrassing."

"Um, Chief, I have to say that Americans like to have a drink after get off work, and they are no exception..." Sergeant Patrick carefully glanced at Chris's face, and quickly added.

"Of course, this is drinking for the needs of work, they are not alcoholics who get drunk every night."

"It's best, that's it, Sheriff Patrick." After Chris finished speaking, he led the player to the stairs leading to the third floor.

"Establish a serious crime team as soon as possible. On the first day I took office yesterday, more than a dozen citizens came to report that their homes had been stolen. Ordinary street patrols are almost helpless against such cases."

"I will speed up the action, chief." Sheriff Patrick said, and after getting permission, he couldn't wait to recruit the old subordinates.

Chris led the players to the door of the armament room. After knocking on the door slightly to let the weapon keeper inside hear the sound, he opened the door and walked in.

"Good afternoon, Mr Sidney."

The weapon custodian, who was still sitting on the table and counting the bullets, didn't seem to hear Chris' greeting. As the oldest police officer in the [-]th division, his ears were not very sensitive.

Chris raised the volume of his words and repeated them. This time Sidney heard them, and he looked up at the five people in front of him wearing reading glasses.

"Good morning, sir, what's the matter?"

"Help these four new policemen choose the policemen's guns, three quick loaders, 24 rounds of ammunition, and the best pistol." Chris said, when he said "best", he deliberately Emphasized the tone.

Sidney stood up, and he opened the safe door of the armory behind him with the key on his waist, revealing a gun rack with a small number of long guns and a large number of revolvers inside, and picked them from above.

When the pandaren and Li Gangjing saw the guns, their eyes lit up, and they immediately passed Chris and approached the small room wrapped with thick bricks and steel plates, intending to take a closer look.

Unexpectedly, the two of them had just leaned over. The weapon keeper, who had weak ears and couldn't hear Chris' greeting, turned around quickly like an old cat, staring at the pandaren and Li Gang with sharp eyes. Refined.

"Chief, keep these two new officers out of the weapons room!" Sidney yelled.

"It's not a secret they should see."

Chris respected the oldest police officer in the police station, and he beckoned the two players who were a little frightened to retreat.

"Director, I'm applying to replace our guns with long guns." The pandaren approached Chris and proposed loudly and confidently.

"We are all veterans and we are used to using rifles. If we are equipped with pistols, it will take a while for us to adapt to firearms."

"No rifles, lad!" Sidney yelled from inside the armory, which seemed to have a keen eye for the word weapon.

"No shotguns, either. By order of the chief, all the lever rifles and shotguns in the police station are now distributed to the lads who patrol the streets and arrest robbers. You only have Smith & Wesson revolvers. "

"But I saw that there were still six rifles on the innermost gun rack, at least six, and they came out in four, so it's not a problem." Li Gangjing argued loudly.

"That's a weapon for the boys on the street patrol at night, and I can't give it to you," Sidney replied.

"Unless the chief relieved his first order. Don't think about it."

Li Gangjing and the pandaren turned their attention to Chris, who shook his head.

"I'll talk about this topic after I purchase the weapons. For now, let's leave these rifles to the street patrol officers. They need powerful weapons to deter those criminals."

The chief spoke and made a promise, and the two of them stopped... This is a very rare game experience. From the beginning to the present, the four players really have the feeling that they are indeed policemen in the United States. The reactions, the small plots outside the office, and the current dispute in the weapon storage room all brought them an alternative game experience.

Sidney came out, put four small revolvers, 96 rounds of pistol ammunition, and twelve quick loaders on the table, and let the four of them choose by themselves, then he turned his eyes to Chris .

"Director, I just heard you say that you want to purchase weapons, right?"

"Yes, any suggestions?"

"Buy more shotguns and pistol bullets." Sidney said slowly.

"I found that the police officers generally lack the experience of using weapons. They need more pistol bullets to practice marksmanship. At the same time, equip them with simple shotguns. I think it is easier to shoot those scumbags. "

"This is a good proposal, Mr. Sidney. Now I need to ask you for help, because I don't know which gun store near the police station has more affordable and easy-to-use weapons. I hope you can give me a suggestion."

"Do you have any requirements for weapons?" Sidney returned to his position as a weapon custodian and sat down, rummaging through the pile of documents on his desk... As the oldest police officer in the [-]th District Police Station , Sidney is very, very familiar with the environment in the Clinton area.

"Cheap and durable." Chris thought, and slowly made his request.

"The most important thing is to allow police officers to throw a large number of bullets at multiple criminals in a short period of time, knocking them down and suppressing them in a short period of time."

Insufficient firepower phobia, every Chinese has, even after the second crossing, Chris still has not cured this problem.

"Then you are unlikely to be satisfied, Director, the weapon stores in New York can't provide the automatic weapons you need." Sidney said.

"Why?" Chris was confused.

"The Automatic Weapons Prohibition Act, a regulation issued by the New York City Council after the start of the World War, which prohibits the sale of any weapons capable of continuous fire in New York City." The weapons manager explained to Chris what the Automatic Weapons Prohibition Act is.

"If the Sixteenth District Police Department wants to obtain automatic weapons, then I suggest that the director apply to the New York headquarters for obtaining weapons. The headquarters building can purchase weapons directly from weapon manufacturers. The automatic weapon prohibition bill cannot restrict the headquarters."

"This idea, our "generous" Mr. James will not let it pass." Chris said sarcastically.

"What a fucking bill. When my colleagues and I were fighting gangsters before, those bastards didn't care about the automatic weapon prohibition bill. They had submachine guns and light machine guns. They had all of them, and their firepower was even denser than that of the military."

"In common sense, the law can only restrain those who abide by the law."

"Ah, that's a real truth... Now the problem is that the gangsters have submachine guns, and our boys can only fight them with pistols and lever rifles, which is too bad. The automatic weapons prohibition bill can't help We take bullets."

Listening to Chris's complaints, Sidney hesitated for a moment, took out a piece of paper from the file on the desk, and handed it to Chris.

"What is this?" Chris picked it up without knowing why. When he saw it, it was a confession record. A lot of black was painted on it, blocking most of the content. Only some unknown addresses were not blacked out.

"The statement recorded by the former chief after arresting a gun dealer half a year ago, every address recorded on it was the address of a black gun dealer in the Clinton jurisdiction, and then when the Ministry of Internal Affairs came to investigate, because this piece of paper had long been blacked out Now, only the address is left, so the agents of the Ministry of Internal Affairs did not find out that this document was special, and then I found an opportunity to hide it, I think this piece of paper may be helpful to you."

"Well, it's very useful." Chris flicked the file, and then asked thoughtfully.

"Since he knew the address, why didn't he take the police to arrest them?"

"I don't understand, sir." The weapon keeper spread his hands and showed a sarcastic smile.

"It may be that the former Mr. Director is too busy to do it... It is also possible that the arms dealers are not only selling some illegal weapons that have not been recorded, they are all a group of helpful and kind people."

Chapter 7: Chapter 7 Arms procurement is a problem

The lack of weapons in the sixteenth district police station forced Chris to be very anxious, so that after getting the document, Chris changed into plain clothes in the afternoon and left the police station with four players who were also wearing plain clothes. Walk to the address described.

For the black market merchants in Hell's Kitchen, Chris and the player are both unfamiliar faces, with pistols on their waists, and they all look like fierce men who rob people. They should not think that Chris is a policeman, and then Don't dare to sell illegal weapons to him.

Chris led the players around in Hell's Kitchen. After the police resumed normal patrols in the Clinton area, the order restored a lot, at least on the surface, and there were fewer cases of robbery on the street. At least Clinton didn't watch it now. arrive……

"Snapped!"

Just when he was happily thinking about this matter, Clinton heard a gunshot at the end of the street where he is now. The people walking on the road, no matter they are old, female, old or young, all bent down skillfully almost at the next moment when the gunshot sounded. Go to the corners, alleys, street lights, and stairs that can be avoided on the street.

In an instant, the entire street that was still crowded with people was emptied.

Chris and the four players stood in the same place and watched all this happen in a daze. They watched a man at the end of the street running wildly with a handful of banknotes in his hand. Three police officers behind him were chasing after them with guns. The leader was a fat man. As if pregnant in June, the two thin young men following behind were like bamboo poles, their empty police uniforms fluttering as they ran. Chris immediately recognized the fat man as Sheriff Regina under his command.

"Don't run, policeman!" Sergeant Regina, who was running ahead, yelled useless nonsense. Of course, the man in front would not listen, but ran faster and faster.

Sergeant Regina certainly knew that the suspect would not stop because of his yelling. His yelling and the previous shot were actually not for the suspect, but for the passers-by in front of him to know There are policemen chasing the criminals behind, keep your eyes open and get out of the way quickly.

is that useful?

It is useless in China, but it is useful in the United States. Free American people have known since childhood that when gunshots sound, you have to find cover as soon as possible, then observe the direction of the gunshots, and then look for opportunities to escape from the shooting scene... …If the police are chasing criminals, they must be quicker and quicker. Whether it is the police who are about to shoot the criminals, or the criminals who are planning to shoot the police in the street, anyone who intends to watch a movie at close range must have a brain problem. A mentally handicapped child destined to live soon.

Now the American people in front of the robbers are all in a normal mind. After hearing Sergeant Regina's shout, they all made way as quickly as possible to let the robbers run over.

Seeing that the shooting range in front of him was cleared, Sergeant Regina stopped chasing him. He stopped while running, then half-kneeled on the ground, raised the lever rifle in his hands with both hands, and posed a standard aiming and shooting pose. The action lasted for two seconds. After two seconds, he pulled the trigger decisively, and the gunshot rang out.

"Snapped!"

The gunshot of the classic Henry M1860 rifle was crisp and loud, and the robber who ran in the front in the S model fell down, slamming to the ground like a log cut by a lumberjack, and because of the shock brought by his extremely fast running Inertia rolled several times on the ground.

"Hitted! Dead?" The pandaman shouted, mixed with admiration in doubt. One must know that the robber in front of him knew that he was a habitual offender. Not only did he run as fast as a sprinter, but he also made the police applaud him. They couldn't catch up, and the chase only lasted for more than a minute, and the distance between the two was more than 30 meters apart.

In addition to running fast, the robber was also very familiar with the habit of the American police shooting without saying a word. When running, he also made irregular S-shaped running movements to avoid running out of a straight line.

It's a pity that Sergeant Regina's marksmanship was better than the robber had imagined. With two seconds of aiming, the sergeant locked his body, and after one shot, he was knocked down.

"He's not dead. The policeman aimed at his thigh." Lao She answered the pandaren's question, as if responding to Lao She's words. When approached with two young policemen holding revolvers, he suddenly hugged his legs and wailed loudly, rolling over. Apparently the sheriff's shot knocked him down just now, and he fell unconscious. wake up.

"Let me correct you, that person is not dead now, I'm afraid he will die later." Chang Wei with sharp eyes saw the abnormal amount of bleeding on the man's leg on the ground.

"The shot should have hit his femoral artery. If someone with basic first aid knowledge helped him stop the bleeding urgently, he would still survive."

The robber was doomed, Chris didn't say this, but he knew that the guy was really hopeless, Sergeant Regina and the other two policemen were in a state of "seven senses and six senses, and nothing" about first aid knowledge The level of the four players next to him may or may not understand, but Chris himself, a former soldier who served in the army, knows how to stop the bleeding of a gunshot wound urgently, but he doesn't want to go to treat the robber.

The lack of basic medical supplies is one reason. On the other hand, if the [-]th District wants to quickly stop the chaos on the streets, it has to kill chickens and monkeys. Obviously, this chicken has appeared now, using the chicken's life to scare other people who are planning to A monkey who does not do good things is a very cost-effective thing.

Chris said nothing, and led the players to hide in the reappearing crowd to avoid being recognized by the police, and the discussion among the players continued.

"Boss...boss, is it really okay for the police in the sixteenth division to enforce the law like this?" The pandaren looked at the wailing robber not far away, and Sergeant Regina, who was standing on the sidelines, asked with doubts road.

"The robbery suspect continues to be left alone. If there is no treatment, he will die!"

"The policeman who just shot is Sergeant Regina of our police station. Before he came to our police station, he was already experienced (very good at throwing blame) and flexible in handling cases (very cunning, with a very low moral limit. Low) old policeman, he has his reasons for doing so. (It’s no problem to die a robber.)”

"The suspect died in the street because of the actions of the police, won't the family of the deceased complain?" the pandaman asked curiously, recalling the American news he had seen offline.

As soon as Chris heard it, he knew what the pandaren were thinking. He didn't mind satisfying the curiosity of the players, and he also educated them along the way, letting them know the current American police style.

"The person who fell on the ground, judging from the color of his skin, should be a black man, and black people usually... they don't have a family, maybe they have a mother, but they don't have a father. In addition, even if someone comes to complain, this matter It won't have any impact. Criminals don't deserve to enjoy human rights. Besides, they don't have the money to hire lawyers to fight lawsuits. If they have money, they don't need to rob them in the street. Even if there are lawyers who are willing to help them for free, the police station has many ways Get this done."

For example, asking the ignorant complainant to shut up forever, or committing suicide with six gunshots in the back because of the death of a loved one, is a good solution. Chris did not say these words, but the four players Combined with the American news that happened in their reality, they all understood it.

"Oh, I understand." The pandaren suddenly realized, and after satisfying their curiosity, they closed their mouths. The five of them bypassed Sergeant Regina, who was dealing with the crime scene, and continued towards the position of the black market arms dealer. go ahead.

I don’t know if it’s because the situation in Hell’s Kitchen is too turbulent, or if it’s Chris’ bad luck. When he went to the address of the first arms dealer, he went to nothing. It was bullet casings and bullet holes, as well as traces of solidification into black. It seemed that the scene had experienced a tragic gun battle.

Well, judging from the situation at the scene, that black market arms dealer is dead.

Chris went to look for the second house...but he couldn't find it. The guy didn't know whether he quit this business or moved. A year ago, the original address lived in a family of Irish immigrant workers. Chris knocked on the door in the past. Apart from being cold-eyed and vigilant, I got nothing.

"Lao She, do you think there is a hidden mission here? We've been running all afternoon and we haven't made any progress." The panda man whispered to Lao She next to him, but the latter didn't respond to his words, but Li Gangjing Come together.

"Maybe we can try to propose to the director, let us act alone and find an arms dealer."

"This is not a good proposal, gentlemen." Chris heard their whispers, he sighed and dismissed the player's idea, then, after Chris looked at the sky, he was not going to continue searching, the night was already dark In the evening, he led four people to run around in the chaotic place where gangsters were rampant. Chris didn't have such a big heart yet.

If he came in with four fully armed players, Chris wouldn't be too shy. The question is, aren't they fully armed now?

After thinking about it, Chris took the player back to the police station and ate a canned dinner. Because he was in a hurry to recruit people, Chris hadn't helped the player find a suitable (off-line) house so far, so he went to the police station After finding a vacant house as a temporary residence, and purchasing some change of clothes, daily necessities, and bedding from the system, Chris left the police station in a hurry.

Chris couldn't help but be in a hurry. The police station of the [-]th District is not a short distance from the neighborhood where he lives. If he doesn't walk faster, he won't be able to catch the bus.

Because of anxiety, Chris ignored some problems. He overestimated the destructive power of players as much as possible. So far, he only recruited four people to help. He has never been at the bottom of society, so now he still underestimates the player's audacity and recklessness.

For example, now, Chris watched the four players go offline before leaving. As a result, just as he stepped out of the gate of the police station, the four players opened their eyes at the same time.

"Please click on the equipment and ammunition." Lao She took out the .38 revolver hidden on his body, carefully checked the barrel and magazine of the pistol, and the 24 rounds of ammunition allocated to him, and then Lao She took out the . Six rounds were loaded into the pistol magazine, and then the other eighteen rounds were loaded into the quickloader so that his .

Lao She personally demonstrated, and the other three followed suit. After the four confirmed that the weapon in their hands was fine, the pandaren couldn't help asking.

"Gang Jing, now you can talk about your plan."

It was Li Gangjing who proposed that the four of them go online tonight. He said he had discovered a hidden mission.

"Let's go to the second address that the director took us to this evening. This afternoon, I found that the worker's family is not normal. I'm afraid they are not the real owners of that place."

"What's abnormal." Chang Wei said, he seriously recalled the worker's family he saw this afternoon, and couldn't think of anything wrong.

"That family, don't you think they are a bit weird?" Li Gangjing asked back.

"Does that husband not need to go to work? It was daytime when we went there. I don't believe his boss would be so kind and let him go home to reunite with his wife in the afternoon. Besides, from my observation, the couple Not very close, when they walk together, the shortest distance between the two of them is about a punch, you say they are husband and wife? Why do I feel that the American bitch who takes money for work is more dedicated than that wife. "