When the police superintendent and his girlfriend ran back to his police station panting, they discovered an incredible scene: the police station, as a national violent agency, was surrounded by a group of gangsters who came out of nowhere... Looking at the things in the hands of those gangsters, the police superintendent couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The gangster's hands were no longer the same water pipes, machetes, etc., replaced by slight rushes, m4, ak47, and... Oh my God, it's a bazooka!

The police superintendent hoped that what he saw now was not true, but unfortunately the reality was so real in front of him. Now it is impossible to call those guys surrounding the police station a gangster. They should be called bandits, no, terrorists should be more suitable for them.

"You are already surrounded. Put down the gun in your hands and don't resist unnecessary!" A loud voice shouted at the person in the police station with a loudspeaker.

It’s not right that I feel weird when I hear this sentence. In movies and people’s memories, these words should usually be what the police station, which represents justice, said when they surrounded and suppressed criminals. And now...

The situation here was seen by residents and passers-by nearby. The first thing they thought of was to call the police. When they picked up the phone, they realized that the police were surrounded.

They originally wanted to act as good citizens who were brave enough to act. They looked at the real guys outside who were holding bare hands and heavy weapons that were not very visible in police and gangsters, and then looked at the pitiful revolver held by the police and gangsters in the police station. These people wisely shrank their necks and regarded them as seeing nothing, and fled from the scene in a row, so as not to suffer the fish if the war started later.

"Dad, why does the police uncle seem to be unable to beat the bad guy?" The little boy was taken away by his father and asked naively, "This is different from what the teacher taught us. In the end, don't the bad guys lose to good guys?"

The little boy's words made the father's father a headache. After thinking for a long time, he said frustratedly: "Son, this is the helplessness of reality!"

Seeing his father's answer, the little boy nodded without understanding it and stopped saying a word.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on?" Looking at the terrorists outside the police station, Deputy Director Enge roared at his subordinates, "Do those guys still have the law? How dare they surround the police station in broad daylight, and no one will come to punish them?" Enge has not yet discovered that the people who could have been able to cure them were now surrounded by them.

"Boss, the firepower on the hands of these people outside is not something we can stop. If the fire is opened later, we will definitely not have any good results!" Eng's confidant said carefully.

"Why do they want to besiege the police station? Who can give me a reason?" Enge's mind was quite clear.

"He... they asked us to let their boss go immediately, otherwise... or they would attack!" Another subordinate answered Enge's question.

"Their boss?" Their boss fell into deep thought: Could it be their boss Buck? It is unlikely that Buck has been locked up for nearly half a year, why didn't he see anyone coming to save him before? And where did he have so many people? He is also equipped with heavy weapons. Damn, is it that a disgusting police officer arrested Uncle Laden? Except for Buck who had been an old man before, everyone else is just a gangster, and no one would come to surround the police station for the gangster.

Fatty Enge never thought that I would be the boss of the terrorists outside.

"Hurry up and contact the garrison closest to here, let them deal with the people outside, remember to let them drive the tanks over, otherwise I guess they can't fight against these terrorists." Eng obviously realized that the fire in his bureau was not on the same level as the guys outside.

When a subordinate picked up the phone and pulled out two numbers, the unique roar of the tank came from outside.

Eng hurriedly looked out the window and saw soldiers wearing standard equipment of the US Army heading towards this side. Behind them were two tanks. A man in a general's uniform was commanding the unit. As for what type of tank it was, Eng couldn't recognize it (mainly he was a military blind╠.╠#).

Seeing the rescuers coming, the fat Enge was overjoyed and was saved. Today, the troops were very efficient. The phone had just been called and the people arrived. I used to ask them to help me, but I hadn't responded accurately for three or five days. Enge, who was a little stunned by joy, did not expect that in such a short time, the army would come from the camp so quickly.

When the gangsters around the police station saw the army coming, chaos also occurred. However, these guys were all living a life of blood licking on the knife. They returned to chaos, but none of them ran away. The encirclement of the police station naturally gave way to those in the military station.

Those gangsters don’t want to go to war with the army. Although the police and the army are both violent organs of the state, there are essential differences between the two. Going to war with the army is not a joke, and no one wants to see it when they are wanted by the whole country.

Who knew that the army had stopped at the door of the police station, and did not turn the tank's fortress, but just looked at the gate of the police station. The general took out a loudspeaker from the tank and shouted: "Listen to the people inside, hurry up and let me release the person General Simici wanted, otherwise I will take people in and give you ten minutes to consider!!"

It was originally strange that those soldiers in the army did not turn the turret, Enge, when he heard the shouts from outside, his mood suddenly fell from heaven to hell. Who did he provoke whom? Why did he come to the police station today? Who did the army ask me to release him again this time? Only then did he know who the person General Simici wanted! How could he let me go?

Finally, the director went on vacation. He wanted to make some achievements while the director was away, but now it seems that after today I can save my current job, I don’t have to think about Gaosheng.

At this time, on the rooftop of a tall building outside the police station.

"Captain, when will we act?"

"Don't worry, wait a little longer. The current situation is too complicated, so wait and see."

"Head, I found the figure of another mercenary team!" Another voice sounded.

"Don't worry about them. It would be strange if they don't come if they get a reward of 100 million yuan, but no one can take this piece of fat from our mouths."

…………

The conversation came to an end, but the people on the ambushing rooftop were still staring at the changes outside the police station opposite to find the best opportunity. Behind them was an Apache armed helicopter. If you were a member of the mercenary world, you would definitely know the logo on the helicopter fuselage. Yes, it was the unique logo of the famous angel in the world of mercenaries.

"Dear, your phone number!"

"Hey, hello, I'm Mayor Redick, please tell me if you have anything to do!"

“…”

"What? The Los Angeles Police Department was surrounded by a group of gangsters? What do they do for food? What? The heavy weapon in the hands of gangsters! Damn it, are you a gangster? That's a terrorist. Contact the military quickly and let them come forward to solve this problem. The army is here? Didn't it all solve it? What? The army and gangsters are in the same group, and they also surrounded the police department. They have tanks? Oh my God, you are waiting there, I'll come here immediately." A series of "what" can tell the surprise of Redick City. This happens in his own jurisdiction. It seems that his political enemies will catch this handle.

After seeing something, Mayor Redick picked up the phone again.

"Hello mayor!"

"Rondor, where are you now?"

"On vacation at home, the weather is really good today. Mr. Mayor, do you want to come and try my wife's craftsmanship? After you have eaten..."

Mayor Redick almost went crazy when he heard Rondore talking about food with him at this critical moment and shouted at the phone: "Rondore, damn it, if you want to continue working as the Los Angeles Police Chief, now end my vacation immediately and rush to the police station within fifteen minutes. I'm waiting for you there, something big happened!" Before Rondore could ask the reason, Mayor Redick hung up the phone.
Chapter completed!