The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol

The "Baha Horned Dragon Gang" obviously has many more weapons than the gangsters of the "19th Gang". Not only do they have more than a dozen pistols, but there are also several shotguns.

Under the shouts of a bald man, a group of gang members knocked down several stainless steel workbenches as bunkers, and confronted the four Jacks deep in the room.

Suddenly there was a loud sound of gunfire, and three HK416s and one HK417 were unable to suppress the opponent for a while.

Jack shot down two guys who rashly exposed their heads. As a result, they were fired by several shotguns at the same time. They were beaten into a mess and had to eat a mouthful of cement powder.

"We can't waste time here, let's attack by force." He said, taking off his tactical backpack and taking out a pile of tear gas shells.

Before going to prison, Hondo asked him to go to the ammunition box in the armored vehicle to replenish 7.62 mm magazines. He filled his backpack with these and shock bombs.

SWAT members each have their own division of labor, and the space in their tactical backpacks is limited, so they need to pack a bunch of things that may be used, such as crowbars, ropes, and the like.

As a supplementary person, and with good physical strength, Jack simply acted as a mobile arsenal.

In addition to helping others carry some extra 5.56 magazines used by HK416, the remaining positions are filled with these small things that are not very lethal, but are very practical in CQB battles.

"Put on your mask and cover him." Seeing him placing a small pile of tear gas bombs at his feet, Deacon quickly shouted to remind others.

Three HK416s fired at the same time, firing three short bursts in a row, immediately beating the opponent so hard that they didn't dare to take the lead.

Jack put on a gas mask, squeezed two tear gas canisters with one hand at a time, and threw six tear gas canisters across the room in just three or four seconds.

I really can't blame him for being crazy. It's really hard to completely break down the resistance on the other side. Because this room is filled with washing machines and dryers, the prison specially installed two extra large ventilation fans.

As the tear gas spread throughout the room, everyone's exposed skin experienced a clear burning sensation, and the prisoners opposite who were not protected by gas masks began to cough desperately.

"Reload!" Deacon emptied his magazine first.

Grenadier Jack emptied his inventory and picked up the HK417 again, only to find that the other side had completely stopped firing.

"Up, up, up!"

Deacon changed the magazine and rushed forward with the three of them. The further inside, the stronger the burning sensation on the exposed skin. The prisoners opposite were already coughing so much that they began to doubt life. No one could hold the gun in their hands. arms.

"Drop your weapons and raise your hands!" The voice coming from under the gas mask was very dull and hard to hear clearly, but under the gun, no matter how vicious the guy was, he turned into a good boy.

Dickon and Jack pointed their guns at the group of thugs in case there were still those who were still determined to resist.

Chris and Street opened the side door leading to the corridor and dragged out several guys who had fallen to the ground and almost coughed out their lungs to prevent them from suffocating inside.

The ventilation fan in the room whirred, and as the choking smoke gradually dissipated, nearly 20 tattooed men had their bulletproof vests removed, and sat down on the ground against the wall with their upper body bare.

The eight rescued construction workers were also called back by Chris to help tie up the pig.

Deacon checked the identities of these construction workers one by one to make sure no one was among them. He also opened the photo of Moco Hernandez, but he still could not find a matching face.

He went to check the corpses on the ground again, but found nothing. He had no choice but to kick a prisoner whose eyes and nose were red and asked.

"Where is your boss? He abandoned you and ran away?"

The prisoner finally stopped coughing and was panting hard. He didn't say anything after hearing this, but tilted his head towards a simple toilet that was isolated at the end.

"Bang!"

Almost at the same time, the toilet door was kicked open, and a "human bear" came out of it menacingly. The towel covering his head was still wet and dripping with water.

It is Moco Hernandez, the boss of the "Baja Horned Dragon Gang".

"Get down, Moco Hernandez, get down on the ground, big guy." Street and Chris raised their guns at the same time.

Seeing that although this guy raised his hands in the air, but his eyes were showing a fierce light approaching step by step, Street pulled off the gas mask on his face and yelled.

"Last warning, get down now!"

Moco Hernandez blew out a thick breath from his nose, which seemed to be mocking and provoking. He slapped the wet towel on his head and threw it to the side. He raised his hands again and pointed them in front of him. Several people recruited.

The meaning is obvious, come and arrest me if you can.

"If you want to go up, I will support you from behind."

With a look of disgust on his face, Jack gave in decisively. Apart from a flush toilet, the cubicle didn't even have a water pipe. It was self-evident where the water on this guy's towel came from.

"Thank you, Jack."

Chrissy rolled her eyes, then glanced sideways at Deacon, "Can't we just shoot, Vice?"

Deacon sighed and put the gun behind his back, "Let's go together and finish it quickly. Hondo still needs us."

"Ladies first?" Streeter made an inviting gesture to Chris in a cowardly manner.

"You'll be dead when you get back, Street." Chris glared at the coward with disdain, yelled, and rushed forward in two steps.

Uh-huh, uh-huh, there was a fist-to-flesh fight, with Street acting as a human shield and blocking two heavy punches for Chrissy. The three of them finally worked together to pin this at least 280-pound guy to the ground. , Jack thoughtfully handed over a pair of large handcuffs.

"Command, Area B is done. Let people in. Let's go support Hondo now."

While Dickon was reporting the situation on the radio, Jack was talking to Rosie and Hannah on another channel.

"The situation is roughly like this. Hotchner and Reid were not found in Areas A and B. It seems that they are most likely in Area D."

Rossi sighed on the opposite side and could only tell Jack to pay more attention to safety.

"Hannah, you might want to notify your 'good friend' at Channel 8 News in Los Angeles to come over and do an interview. I found some news material in there that she might be interested in."

Maybe it was because he was angry when he got up, but Jack was particularly petty today and wanted to take revenge on the spot.

"Received, Jiejie and Emily are giving statements to the prison guard named Terry, and several prison guards are also willing to testify. The contractor Ash Jones doesn't know yet and has been waiting in the command car. Still waiting."

Hannah did not repeatedly warn Jack. She had teamed up with Jack more than once to cause trouble, and she knew that the current situation was just a small scene for him.

The four-person team easily took care of Area B, but when they hurried to Area C to rendezvous, they saw a frowning Hong Duo.