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+ New York police are incompetent, gangsters are rampant on the clock tower, killing innocent people! +

Chapter 243 : Chapter 230 Eighth Clock Tower Event ([-])

"What's going on!" When Director McKee rushed to the shooting scene with people from the General Administration, he got out of the car and saw a large group of people dressed as reporters surrounding the scene. Before he asked the local police what was going on at the scene, he knew what was going on. It was not good, so he hurriedly yelled at the superintendent of the local No.40 No. [-] Sub-bureau who rushed over.

"It's just a gangster, why has it been delayed for so long, and he hasn't been taken down yet!"

The police superintendent of the sub-bureau who was being abused said nothing and wanted to explain, but he looked up at Director McKee, and then at the surrounding crowd who were watching and taking pictures with huge cameras, he immediately understood and didn't say anything. , Just bow your head and be scolded.

Cursing can be blamed, but swearing can't solve the problem. The thugs who occupied the clock tower are still wantonly shooting the innocent people and the police around. When Director McKee was throwing the blame, three more people were shot by the thugs. wounded, shot.

The situation is so critical. Seeing that there are more and more reporters, they are asking more and more tricky questions to the police around them, and they gradually start to lose face. Director McKee knows that this matter cannot be delayed any longer and must be resolved as soon as possible.

How to deal with it?

Director McKee was able to be the head of the New York Police Department of Internal Affairs before. Although it was mainly because of his background, he still had a little bit of personal ability. The New York police are going to let some people suppress the clock tower with long guns, while other policemen with shotguns and submachine guns will attack from four directions. As long as a team of policemen can reach the bottom of the clock tower, the gangsters on the clock tower will be dead.

"It's a good idea." When McGee arranged the manpower, Chris also drove to the scene with more than 30 police officers from the [-]th Division, and then he saw Director McKee's arrangement... and asked why This time, Chris was named quickly, all because this square occupied by gangsters is a place with dense traffic. On weekdays, there are two or three food trucks operating here to make money. This gangster boarded the clock tower and shot randomly. Not to mention interfering with the business of the food truck alliance, it even injured an employee of the food truck.

Chris is now bringing people over to find a place.

"It's just that I'm afraid it won't work." Chris shook his head, not optimistic about Director McKee's actions. If you want to ask why, it means that the plan is good, and someone needs to execute it.

In the past, when James was still in office, the New York police maintained a tough style. Although this old guy was a bit inappropriate and liked to bully his subordinates, in all fairness, as a New York police chief, James is very competent. No matter how hard he picks and searches, he has never been short of the salary and benefits of the New York police. Whenever there are any police deaths or injuries, the medical expenses and pensions are also in place.

In addition, the New York police is one of the toughest in law enforcement among the police in the United States. When something happens, the first reaction is to draw a gun and shoot. When he was a district police superintendent, he encountered thieves while patrolling the streets, and his law enforcement style is enough to show this.

Car bandits are very popular in the United States now, and there are car bandits all over the country, but what is a car bandit?It is the gangsters who used pistols and charges to rob everywhere in cars. They made the answer in this city and were wanted. Then they drove to the next city and continued to rob in another place where no one knew them. Therefore, the car bandits There are a lot of this kind of thing in the west of the United States, and there are quite a few in the east, because they are wandering around. Today they are in New York, and tomorrow they are going to "do business" in Los Angeles.

But New York is the only place where there are very few car robbers. The reason is that the New York police have a tough law enforcement style. When encountering robbery, even if it is just a small street patrolling policeman, even if there are only two people, they will immediately pull out their revolvers. , shooting at the culprit, even if the culprit is still holding the robbed victim, regardless of whether the hostage will be killed by mistake.

The tough style of the New York police, although there have been many incidents of accidental injuries, it also makes those car thieves wandering around the United States reluctant to come to New York to commit crimes. There is no other reason, and the risk is a little higher. Even if you hit it, even if you managed to escape, the cost of repairing the bullet holes in the car is still distressing.

It’s no longer possible. After Chief McGee took office, everyone has seen what he has done. The chief of the New York police and the police commissioner have done one thing after another, cutting the salary of the branch office and eating police pensions. , The middle and low-level police officers in the New York branch lost their enthusiasm for work. There are still some remnants of the tough law enforcement style in the past because of inertia, but basically no one is willing to work for Chief McKee.

Therefore, when Chris found out that Chief McGee wanted to gather the policemen to die, he judged that the operation would not succeed, and the selected policemen of the branch might not be willing to die.

Director McKee also knew this situation, so among the police death squads that were selected, in addition to the branch police, he also asked the police from the headquarters to join, but the number of the latter was a little smaller. Among the forty death squads in total, they Only ten people.

"Fire, suppress the gangsters!" The action started, and someone shouted, and more than 20 police officers who carried out the suppression fire raised their guns in their respective hiding places, and opened fire at the bell tower 200 meters away, crackling and crackling. In the midst of the sound, hundreds of bullets were shot at the top floor of the clock tower where the bandits were born within a few breaths.

However, these policemen had just fired their shots, and before the death squads lurking in the four directions of the clock tower started, a gunshot sounded from the suppressed clock tower, and a man standing behind the engine of a police car was holding a Browning automatic rifle. The police fell in response.

The incident happened suddenly, and there was a lot of gunshots at the scene. The policemen were busy shooting and did not notice the fallen colleagues next to them. When five or six gunshots continued to ring out from the clock tower, three policemen also fell here. , when some of them wailed for help, the police in charge of suppressing firepower and preparing to charge realized that three or four people had already fallen on their side.

The suppression failed, but the gangsters knocked down four people with bullets. This terrible reality not only made the police of the fire team panic and hide behind the bunker, but even the death squad who was about to charge quickly stopped their actions.

This result not only made Director McKee furious, but even Chris, who had the mentality of watching a movie, was stunned. He expected that this operation would not succeed because of the low fighting will of the police, but he did not expect that the policeman in the clock tower The gangster's marksmanship is so accurate, and they can still shoot so accurately at a distance of two or 300 meters.

Chapter 244 : Chapter 230 Nine Clock Tower Incident ([-])

"What's going on here!" In front of the retreating policemen, Chief McKee was furious, yelling loudly, and asking. Coincidentally, not only he wanted to know this question, but also the policemen who had just retreated wanted to know. Chris wondered too.

How could the gangster on the bell tower be so accurate with his marksmanship? He fired six shots at a distance of nearly 300 meters and hit four people, causing consecutive deaths and two injuries.

"Chief, I'm back." Just when Chris wanted to know the answer, Sergeant Regina, who had gone to inquire about the news, rushed back. As soon as he came back, he stretched out his hand and showed a bloody bullet in the handkerchief. Come out and show Chris and the other cops standing nearby.

Chris frowned and walked over, bowed his head to look at the somewhat deformed bullet.

"Bullets?"

"Yes, this is a round-headed rifle bullet that I had someone dig out from a dead person. Obviously, this is the bullet used by the gangsters." Sheriff Regina nodded and said.

"It was obviously 44-40 Winchester bullets and the weapon the gangsters used to shoot was a Winchester lever rifle."

"What the hell, using a lever rifle to hit a 300-meter target, you can actually hit four out of six shots. That gangster's marksmanship is very good." Li Gangjing sighed beside him.

"What should we do now? Director, are we going to take action? If this continues, the police in other sub-bureaus will suffer a lot."

When it came to this matter, Chris also hesitated. He looked at Chief McKee who was furious not far away, and then quietly looked back at the surrounding policemen, and was silent for a while.

"Lao She, can you use the Springfield sniper rifle to kill the gangsters on the clock tower?" Chris turned to look at Lao She who was standing aside, and asked him.

The latter was doing other things online with the smart housekeeper. When Chris asked him, Lao She just didn’t hear it. As a last resort, Chris asked again, and this time, he realized it.

"I'll go and have a look." Lao She said and walked out, quietly poked his head out by the wall of the house, and looked towards the clock tower with binoculars. After watching for a while, he suddenly retracted his body, snapped , In the next breath, a bullet hit over, making a gap in the corner where Lao She was just now.

"How's the situation?" Chris walked over and asked eagerly.

"Not too good." Lao She shook his head.

"I doubt that the engineer who built the bell tower was building it as a bunker. The pillars and parapets on the top floor of the bell tower shielded the gunman very well. He could shoot down calmly, while we were below. But without the shooting angle, you can't hit him at all."

"Can you suppress bandits with a heavy machine gun?" Sheriff Patrick interrupted and said.

"We have a few heavy machine guns in our bureau, you can take them and use them."

"I can't fight." Lao She said simply.

"Leaving aside the issue of height, the pillars of the bell tower alone are enough to make the bullets of heavy machine guns impenetrable. If you want to kill the gangsters, you can only use mortars, and a few shells will blow up the entire roof of the bell tower."

"We are the police, why do we have mortars!"

"Yeah, so there's no other way. If you want to kill that gangster, you can only rush to the bottom of the bell tower, and then go up and kill him." Lao She shook his head.

"I want to find the engineer who designed and built this clock tower, and ask him personally how he thought of building such a blockhouse in New York City."

"What now, Chief."

Everyone turned their attention to Chris. The latter looked up at his subordinates, and then at Chief McGee. This man is still yelling at the retreating policemen, and he never thought of proposing a feasible plan.

Alas, there is no help, this guy.

Chris shook his head helplessly, even if you don't understand and can't figure out a way, can't you let other police superintendents and sheriffs figure out a way?With so many police officers in New York, it would be impossible to say that there are no talents. As long as Director McKee spends the time of cursing people on asking people, he has already got a plan.

"Start the No. [-] car, we will need him later."

Chris walked over and walked up to Director McKee who was still chattering.

Seeing Chris approaching, Director McKee stopped talking, and then looked at the superintendent who had actually turned against him with some doubts.

In fact, when Chris led people to the scene, Director McKee knew about it, but so what?The Sixteenth District Police Department is independent from the New York Police Department, and it has become a fact that I can no longer order Superintendent Chris. See, this way you can also deceive yourself and save your face in front of reporters.

Therefore, when Chief McGee saw Chris approaching, he was a little puzzled and uneasy... We don't mess with each other, what are you doing here.

"Director McKee, let the sixteenth district police deal with the gangsters on the bell tower." Chris didn't bother to talk nonsense with this drunkard, so he went straight to the point and explained his purpose clearly.

"I am confident that I can finish the enemy within 10 minutes."

"Really?" Director McKee was stunned for a moment, and then he became overjoyed. He didn't care why Chris, who was at odds with him, had to take the initiative to take responsibility. Since you want to take the blame, I'll give it to you.

"Then you all go, be sure to deal with the bandits on the bell tower in half an hour!"

"En." After taking over the task, Chris turned around and left, returning to his original position. At this time, Sergeant Regina, who had received the task, had already taken the so-called No. Wrapped in steel, even the front windshield was replaced by a large steel plate, revealing only a narrow gap as a viewing port for the armored vehicle driving over.

"How about it, is car No. [-] available?" Chris asked, lying on the ground, the repairer under the car worked for a while, and then climbed out.

"It's okay. The engine is in good condition. Although there is a bit of oil leakage on the site, there is no major problem. The police can drive from here to the basement of the clock tower." Mr. Hadley, the car repairer, wiped the dirt on his face with a rag. Grease, replied proudly.

"Can you stop the gangster's bullet?"

"There is no problem at all. I have Mr. Sidney try all the weapons of the police station on these steel plates installed on the car. Except for the heavy machine gun bullets that have a probability of piercing through, the automatic rifle and submachine gun bullets are exactly the same. The No. [-] car was not a threat, and even the grenade was tried, and apart from blowing up the site and leaking oil, the police officer Stan (Li Gangjing) who was in the car at the time had nothing to do."

"That's fine." Chris patted Hadley's shoulder hard and said with a smile.

"Get ready, there will be four police officers who will take your car from the clock tower later, if it succeeds, your car modification factory will have an order to your door, in addition to my [-]th division, I am afraid the General Administration will also Come to buy a few No. [-] cars and go back."

"That's really great." Mr. Harold smiled happily.

"My refit shop is short of orders right now, and if there is no income, I will go bankrupt soon."

Chapter 245: Chapter 240 "Hunter" hobby

Vernal was laughing wildly. He was lying on the parapet, holding up the Winchester lever rifle in his hand and shooting at the policemen and passers-by below, wantonly showing off his accurate marksmanship.

Vernal is a gun enthusiast. Since he took the shotgun handed to him by his grandfather when he was young, he has been hopelessly in love with the feeling of shooting.

Since he likes guns, Vernal also naturally likes to shoot something with a gun. At first, he just shot at stationary targets, such as trees, rotten boots, and moldy apples.

When Vernal's marksmanship became more and more exquisite, he was not satisfied with shooting at immobile targets. He began to throw objects with his hands, threw them into the sky, and then raised his gun to shoot. However, such a moving target is faster than a fixed target. Tired of Vernal.

With all kinds of firearms, Vernal tried to drill into the mountains and forests to hunt wild animals, predators, and... hunters.

Literally, Vernal is hunting and killing humans. Some lumberjacks in the forest, or illegal immigrants, and some adventurers who go on wild adventures are all Vernal’s targets. With superb marksmanship and He has good acting skills. Every time he hunts, he succeeds. Occasionally, there are a few accidents, but there are no surprises. He is the last one alive.

However, if you often walk by the river, there is no such thing as wet shoes. Vernal’s hunting behavior was exposed because a "prey" escaped. The western United States began to want this bold wild killer. Cotton's armed detectives were after him, and even the famous Texas Mounted Police sent two killers to hunt down Vernal.

Yes, Fennell, who likes to hunt people, has now become a prey, and was chased by these two to the sky, to the sky, to the ground, and fled in embarrassment.

Soon, Vernal drove back to his hometown, New York.

Because in the process of escaping, Vernal used some means to temporarily mislead the direction of the pursuers. He temporarily had a safe period of time, not much, or just a week, or maybe just two or three days. Those people It will react and catch up again.

During this period of time, if Vernal is willing to escape to the remote and isolated American countryside, and stop his hobbies for at least three years, and live an honest life, he is very likely to escape the Pinkerton armed forces The pursuit of detectives and Texas Mounted Police killers, after all, in this age of immobility, it is very easy for a person to hide wholeheartedly and not be discovered.

This is also the main reason why in many American film and television dramas, the local sheriffs and sheriffs in small towns in the United States will reject outsiders so much, because you have no idea that those who came here without local introductions or security services What kind of people are outsiders in your hometown?

Is it a hidden murderer who believes in a cult?Or a wanted criminal who has committed multiple robberies, murders and rapes?Or innocent, never killed a chicken, good people as rare as giant pandas?

When you, as the local sheriff, are responsible for the safety of the local people, do you dare to bet on this possibility?

In the end, Vernal did not choose to take this path. He was unwilling to stop his hobby, so Vernal took out his last savings and went to a gun store in New York to purchase three of his favorite Winchesters. Special lever rifle, a Sten submachine gun, and a large bag of bullets.

The secondary weapon in Vernal's plan was to buy an automatic pistol as his last counterattack weapon. As a result, when he saw the price figure next to the Sten submachine gun hanging on the back of the shopkeeper, Vernal Er found that he couldn't refuse the submachine gun, even though it was really ugly.

The weapons were in hand, and the next day, the hunt began.

"Bang!" There was another gunshot. Seeing the scene where the figure in the target fell on the street in the distance, in the smoke from the muzzle of the gun, Vernal showed a satisfied smile.

"No.20 seven goals."

Just when Vernal was immersed in the joy of hunting, a roar of a car engine caught his attention... The sound came from the rear, and it tended to approach.

Vernal was startled. He quickly raised his gun, turned around and ran back. After two or three steps, Vernal saw a machine wrapped in steel plates on the edge of the square in the east. Strange things are slowly heading towards the clock tower with black smoke.

Vernal didn't know what it was, and he had never seen a car like it before, but he sensed the danger from its trajectory, and Vernal raised his gun as fast as he could, aimed, and fired.

"Pa..." The pandaren who was driving subconsciously lowered his head, then looked up at the roof of the car.

"Hey, it wasn't pierced."

"Keep driving. The armor of the car has been calculated and tested. It is impossible for rifle bullets to penetrate it. You can drive forward with confidence." Lao She, who was sitting in the back row, comforted the Pandaren.

"Will the gunman above open the observation hole? Doesn't it mean that his marksmanship is very accurate?"

"No matter how accurate his marksmanship is, he must be able to see the observation hole." Chang Wei stretched out his hand and tapped the gap in front of him, and said.

"Before you got in the car, didn't you see that there is a raised part on the viewing hole that looks like a rain curtain? That thing blocks the top of the viewing hole, ensuring that even if it is raining or bullets, no one can get in. , that gunman wants to kill you, so he can only come down and shoot from the front to have this hope, so stop talking nonsense and drive your car."

Car No. [-] is a modified car. Because of various violent tests, the car has not yet undergone major repairs. It is not driving fast, and I dare not drive fast, for fear that it will break down during this distance of only a few hundred meters.

During this process, the gunman on the bell tower was also impatient, and shot desperately at the No. [-] armored vehicle below. The bullets crackled on the armor plate, shooting sparks everywhere, but none of them could penetrate the armor. hurt the members inside.

Vernal thought about shooting the tires, but he was so condescending that he couldn't even see the wheels, let alone shoot. When he hit the back, he hurriedly pulled out the Sten submachine gun and rained bullets on the No. [-] car. But it still couldn't stop the advance of the four police officers in the car.

When the No. [-] car stopped under the clock tower, four police officers opened the door and rushed towards the entrance of the clock tower as fast as possible. The gunman on the clock tower had lost his shooting sight, and the policemen who were watching from a distance all shouted in unison. After cheering, even Director McKee stared at the armored vehicle parked next to the bell tower.

"Good stuff."

Chapter 246: Chapter 240 Ritual ([-])

When four heavily armed police officers rushed into the bell tower, the battle could basically come to an end... Many people thought so, and Chris also felt that it should be the case, but for some reason, he kept standing in the crowd to fish in troubled waters Simon hesitated.

"What's the matter?" Chris was keenly aware of Simon's uneasiness in the crowd, and he walked over and asked in a low voice.

"Did you find something?"

"I feel something is wrong." Simon looked around.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't tell." Simon replied honestly.

"I just feel a little uneasy. The people who died here, I didn't see their souls. Whether they went to heaven or were dragged into hell by the devil, they shouldn't disappear so quickly, and they shouldn't leave even a trace Down."

"What do you mean?" Chris frowned. Although he was a little capable, in the realm of the soul, Chris was just a novice. It couldn't be said that he didn't know anything, it could only be that he didn't understand anything.

"It's like they were eaten by something." Simon said with some hesitation.

"But I don't see anything out of the ordinary loitering around."