"Have you found any trace of those two bastards?" Stanfield was hanging on the hospital bed with one foot in a plaster, holding a newspaper in his hand, and cursed angrily when he saw his own men coming in.
Stanfield's subordinates naturally know the character of their boss. You look at me, I look at you, and they shirk each other. No one wants to speak out first.
"Bang bang bang bang" the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets sounded, Stanfield turned sideways and rummaged through the locker at the bedside.
"Boss, what are you looking for?" Several of Stanfield's men looked at each other, and one of them boldly asked.
"Where's my gun?" Stanfield shouted excitedly: "Fuck, I'll shoot all of you bastards."
"Holy shit!" Several of Stanfield's men hurried over, held Stanfield's hand and shouted nervously: "Boss, we have tried our best. More than a dozen streets have been blocked and searched.
If such a big thing happened, those guys must have run away, so we also notified the traffic team and will get back to us as soon as there is news."
"Trash!" Stanfield pushed these guys away, took a few deep breaths angrily, squeezed out a smile and said, "Simon, come here, show me your gun, and I'll
Take a look and make sure you don't beat you bastards to death."
Simon was quite close to Stanfield at first, but he took two steps back after hearing Stanfield's words. He was certainly not an idiot. What Stanfield said was like a man saying to a woman in bed: "I'm just
If you just hang around outside, you will never get in" is equally unreliable.
"Boss, this case is very serious now. One of the patrol officers who came to support was shot dead, three were injured, and two were beyond treatment and declared dead. Now not only the guys from the federal criminal group have to investigate this
Regarding the case, I heard that even the FBI sent people here."
As soon as Simon finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.
"Officer Stanfield, right? I'm FBI agent Angel, and this is my assistant Bultman." Two guys came in wearing black sunglasses at night. One of the guys took off his sunglasses after entering the door, and took out
He shook the certificate at Stanfield and others and said with a smile.
"What's the matter?" Stanfield frowned and shouted impatiently. What he hated the most in his life was these FBI. They often took advantage of their special privileges to get away with it.
"Well! We are here for today's case and want to find out about the situation from Officer Stanfield!" Angel walked into Stanfield and said with a smile.
Stanfield, on the other hand, had a bad look on his face.
"This seems to be a case of our Drug Enforcement Administration! When will it be your turn for the FBI to intervene?" Stanfield shouted in a sinister tone: "You think you can't solve the case while I'm lying in the hospital?"
"Hey! Officer Stanfield, don't be nervous. We have already roughly understood the story of this case. We don't care about the case in the apartment building. We have also heard of your name Stanfield, but the case in the restaurant is...
Isn’t it the case handling scope of your Drug Enforcement Bureau? This case is so big now. Not only four police officers from your Anti-drug team were killed, but three other police officers from the patrol team also died in the line of duty. Are you going to shoulder this responsibility yourself?" Angel hinted with his hand.
road.
Stanfield's eyes lit up. This guy was able to climb to his current position, so he was certainly not a slow fool.
"Of course not!" Stanfield immediately shouted: "We finished handling the drug trafficking case upstairs in the restaurant, and when we came down to buy a fast food, we met the gangsters by chance and exchanged gunfire. We didn't know at the time that the other party was persistent.
The gangster who committed the crime with a gun suffered heavy losses without any precautions. If we had some reliable information in advance, with the ability of our anti-narcotics team, we would never have suffered such heavy losses." Stanfield said with confidence, as if
Really the same.
"Very good!" Angel nodded and smiled: "Then can you tell us the specific situation of the restaurant at that time? How many gangsters were there in total? What were their characteristics? What weapons were used?"
Although Stanfield also wanted to kill Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing himself, in order to clear up his involvement, he decided to borrow the power of the FBI.
"There are three of them in total, a middle-aged white man, and two young Asians," Stanfield said.
"There are only three people on the other side?" Angel's subordinate Bultman asked in disbelief.
Not to mention that Bultman didn't believe it, before this incident happened, Stanfield himself didn't believe it either. There were five people on his side and only three on the other side. Moreover, they were divided into two parties. No matter how you looked at it, he would win.
deal.
"You better fucking believe me. There were indeed three people on the other side, and the main shooters were two Asians. When we entered the restaurant, the two Asians were confronting the white guy with a gun."
exclaimed Stanfield in bad temper.
Angel grabbed his men and asked Stanfield with a smile on his face: "So, although there are three people on the other side, they are still two opposing factions? Officer Stan, what do you think about their appearance?"
It should be impressive, I hope you can help us make a puzzle as soon as possible."
Of course Stanfield was impressed by Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing. Not only was he impressed, but the impression was so fucking profound. Whether it was Xu Yifan's flawless shooting skills or Peng Yixing's domineering ferocity, Stanfield was frightened.
Peng Yixing's sharp eyes suddenly flashed in front of Danny Phil's eyes.
"Bang!"
Yes, yes, this bastard's gunfire is like this.
Stanfield just came back from his thoughts and found that everyone looked nervous. Angel's assistant Bultman had a bullet hole in his temple. Damn it! It was a real gunshot.
"Enemy attack!"
Stanfield was about to shout wildly, but his men were already shouting in panic.
"The bullet came from the window, everyone, take cover!" Angel is indeed a senior detective of the FBI. His assistant Bultman is already dead. Regardless of Bultman, he is the first to lie down and quickly
Slide along the floor and take cover behind a wall.
On the building opposite Johns Hopkins Hospital.
Xu Yifan breathed a long sigh of relief, released his hand from the sniper rifle, and killed with one shot. His virgin sniper was pretty good, although he did not hit the real target.
Stanfield's upper body was blocked by a wall, so Xu Yifan naturally couldn't snipe his head and could only snipe the other guy.
"Quick, call for backup, there is a killer on the building opposite." Stanfield's men shouted nervously.
Angel had already silently taken out his mobile phone and dialed 911.
Xu Yifan once again hugged the sniper rifle tightly, lying on the ground, looking through Peng Yixing's specially designed optical sight for the sniper rifle. All the police officers in the ward had already found cover to dodge, except for one.
The unlucky man has not completely escaped, that is Stanfield who is lying on the hospital bed. Although a clever anti-narcotics policeman has closed the curtains, through the light and shadow in the room, Xu Yifan can still see Stanfield hanging
Feet on hospital bed frame.
Xu Yifan held his breath again and slowly fine-tuned the angle of the muzzle. Because the distance of the sniper rifle is too far, your muzzle is just one millimeter away. When the bullet hits the target, it won't even know how many meters it has flown, so be sure to
To do it exactly right.
"Bang!"
Another low gunshot sounded.
Based on his feeling, Xu Yifan knew that the shot was to the right.
Sure enough, the bullet hit the wall and lifted up a piece of wall. Although Xu Yifan's shot missed, it shocked FBI detective Angel because the guy just wanted to stick his head out and peek outside.
From the sniper's position, who knew that the shot would naturally hit him in the head. Fortunately, he was a little slower. If he hadn't caught up just in time, he would have been shot in the head. Angel was so frightened that he quickly retracted his body and leaned his back against the wall.
I don’t dare to show my head for the time being.
Xu Yifan's sniper bullets naturally had the advantage of being missed, that is, it was more convenient for his positioning. He slightly adjusted the muzzle to the left by half a minute. Xu Yifan used 'scene scanning' to see that the opponent did not have a long-range sniper rifle. This was leisurely.
He continued to snipe, otherwise he would have changed his position long ago. An excellent sniper must not only have excellent marksmanship, but also be good at hiding his position. Don't let the opponent find it easily. Although Xu Yifan's current sniper marksmanship is very bad, but for hiding
, this guy is an expert.
"Bang!"
"Ah!" A sharp scream sounded, and Stanfield screamed and fell down from the hospital bed, falling heavily to the floor.
"Turn off the lights, I'm fucking your grandma, put out the lights quickly!" Stanfield screamed. He had been shot in the thigh several times by Peng Yixing's bullets, and was shot again by Xu Yifan. Different
Yes, the power of this sniper rifle was even more abnormal. Not only did the shot pierce Stanfield's thigh, but it also spattered a large piece of flesh. If Stanfield hadn't just sucked some powder, he would have fainted from the pain at this moment.
In the past, it was impossible to just roll on the ground and howl.
Of course, it was this unlucky guy who had snorted a little powder, which made him very excited, and he could feel the severe pain in his thigh. That heart-wrenching shot completely exposed Stanfield's pain.
His nerves were in excruciating pain, and he wanted to pass out, but there was no need for him to bear the inhuman pain soberly.
Stanfield was sweating all over, shaking and moaning.
Two guys suddenly walked out of the hospital corridor.
A guy was wearing a black trench coat, sunglasses, and a black cloth covering his face. He had a big gun on his back and a black pistol in each hand. He looked left and right with vigilant eyes.
The other guy is even more peculiar, wearing a black cloak, black leather boots, black gloves, and a black gentleman's hat on his head. The most eye-catching thing is that he wears a mask with a mocking smile on his face.
Is this a masquerade party?
Several nurses passing by, the patient guessed strangely.
"Who is it? Stop!"
Not only Stanfield was being treated at this hospital, but several other injured patrol officers were also treated at the Johns Hopkins Hospital. Their friends and colleagues came to see them, as well as Nevada investigators who investigated the case.
State police, as well as federal FBI agents, Johns Hopkins Hospital had so many police officers together for the first time.
But is Peng Yixing afraid?
Peng Yixing was only angry and excited.
As for Aken, don't care about what he thinks. This guy is just an older angry young man. Xu Yifan didn't even start to instigate him, but he just patted his chest and said that he can lose anything, and Chinese people's dignity cannot be lost. Fuck him, Americans.
Seeing the warning from two uniformed policemen, Peng Yixing and Aken remained indifferent and continued walking forward.
"Fuck you! Stop your steps immediately!" A uniformed policeman shouted harshly. As he spoke, he bent down and put his hand on the holster on the right side of his waist.
Peng Yixing shook his head.
"Trash!" You draw your gun in this posture, and the holster has not been unbuttoned. Are you insulting me?
Peng Yixing is naturally not a good-tempered person. He touched his waist with his right hand, but he didn't make any big move.
"Puff!" twice.
The two bent-over uniformed policemen paused for a moment, and slowly fell down with their heads downwards. A-Keng was stunned for a moment, then shot to death, and both uniformed policemen were all shot in the head.