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Text Chapter 32 Crazy Night in Los Angeles three

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    When the superintendent and his girlfriend ran back to their police station out of breath, they discovered an incredible scene: the police station, which is a state violence agency, was actually surrounded by a group of gangsters who appeared out of nowhere.  .  .  .  Looking at the things in the hands of those gangsters, the superintendent couldn't help but take a breath. The gangsters' hands were no longer the water pipes and machetes in their hands. Instead, they were filled with microflush, M4, AK47, and  ¡­Oh my god, it¡¯s a bazooka!  The superintendent really hoped that what he saw now was not true, but unfortunately the reality was so solidly placed in front of him.  Now we can no longer call the guys surrounding the police station gangsters. They should be called gangsters. No, terrorists are more suitable for them.  "You have been surrounded. Put down your guns and do not resist needlessly!" A loud voice shouted to the people in the police station with a loudspeaker.  No matter how you hear this sentence, it may feel weird. In movies and in people's memories, these words should usually be said by the police department that represents justice when they are encircling and suppressing criminals.  And now The situation here was seen by nearby residents and passers-by. The first thing they thought of in panic was to call the police. When they first picked up the phone, they realized that the people surrounded were the police.  bureau.  They originally wanted to act as good citizens who acted bravely for a moment, but when they saw the real weapons in the hands of the Filipino gangsters outside, as well as heavy weapons that are rarely seen in police movies, they then looked at the confrontation with the gangsters in the police station.  The poor revolver held by the lying police officer.  These people shrunk their necks wisely, pretending they saw nothing, and fled the scene of the incident quickly to avoid harming Chiyu if a war broke out later.  "Dad, why does it seem like the policeman uncle can't beat the bad guy uncle?" The little boy who was carried away from the scene by his father asked innocently, "This is different from what the teacher taught us. Don't the bad guys always lose to the good guys in the end?  ?¡± The little boy¡¯s words gave the father a headache. After thinking for a long time, he said sadly: ¡°Son, this is the helplessness of reality!¡± Seeing his father¡¯s answer, the little boy nodded in understanding.  He didn't say anything either.  "Who can tell me what's going on?!" Looking at the swarming terrorists outside the police station, Deputy Director Enge roared at his men, "Do those guys have any legal skills? How dare they surround them in broad daylight?  There is no one in the police station to deal with them?" Engel has not realized yet that the people who were able to deal with them are now surrounded by them.  "Boss, we can't stop the firepower of the people outside. If they open fire later, we will definitely not get any good results!" Engel's cronies said cautiously.  "Why are they besieging the police station? Can anyone give me a reason?" Engel's mind was still clear.  "He they want us to release their boss immediately, otherwise or they will attack by force!" Another subordinate answered Engel's question.  "Their boss?" His subordinate's words made Engel think deeply: Could it be that their boss is Buck?  It's impossible. Buck has been imprisoned for nearly half a year. How come he hasn't seen anyone come to rescue him before? And where do he have so many people?  It's also equipped with heavy weapons. Damn it, did some unsighted police officer arrest Uncle Bin Laden?  Except for Buck, who used to be a boss, everyone else here is just a punk, and no one will come to the police station for a punk.  Fatty Engel never thought that I would be the boss of the terrorists outside.  "Hurry up and contact the nearest garrison here and ask them to deal with the group of people outside. Remember to ask them to bring the tanks over, otherwise I don't think they can fight against these terrorists." Enge obviously realized that his bureau was in trouble.  The hand fire is not on the same level as the guys outside.  When a subordinate picked up the phone and dialed two numbers, the unique roar of tanks came from outside.  Engel hurriedly looked out the window and saw soldiers wearing standard U.S. Army equipment heading this way. Behind them were two tanks. A man in general uniform on the tank was commanding the tank.  Troops, as to what type of tank it is, I can¡¯t even recognize it (mainly because I am a military blind person¨d.¨d#).  Seeing the reinforcements coming, Fatty Enge was overjoyed. Now he was saved.  The efficiency of this unit is really high today. Just after the call was made, the people arrived. I wanted them to help me with something, but it took me three to five days to get an accurate reply.  Enge, who was a little dazed with joy, had no idea how the army could come from the camp so quickly in such a short period of time.  When the gangsters surrounding the police station saw the army coming, they were also in chaos. However, these guys were all people who lived a life of licking blood on the head of a knife. They were in chaos, but no one escaped.  The siege around the police stationHowever, a way was made for those from the military department.  Those little 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 is an essential difference between the two.  Going to war with the military is no joke, and no one wants to see him being wanted across the country.  Who would have known that the military personnel actually stopped at the door of the police station, and did not turn the tank's turret around, but just faced the door of the police station.  The general took out a loudspeaker from the tank and shouted: "People inside, listen, hurry up and release the people General Simic wants for me, otherwise I will lead people to attack, and I will give you ten  Minutes of thinking time!!" Enge, who was originally wondering why the soldiers didn't turn the fort around, suddenly fell from heaven to hell when he heard the shouts from the people outside.  Who did he offend?  Why did everyone rush to the police station today? Who do the military people want me to let go this time?  Who knows who General Simic wants?  How do you tell me to release it?  Finally, the director went on vacation. I originally wanted to do something by myself while the director was away, but now it seems that after today, I can keep my current job. There is no need to think about Gao Sheng.  At this time, on the rooftop of a tall building outside the police station.  "Captain, when will we take action?" "No rush, wait a moment, the situation is too complicated now, just wait and see." "Head, we found another mercenary team!" Another voice sounded.  "Don't worry about them. It would be weird if they didn't come with a reward of 100 million, but no one can take this piece of fat away from our mouths."  The conversation came to an end, but the people on the rooftop were ambushed.  Still keeping an eye on the changes outside the police station opposite, looking for the best opportunity.  Parked behind them was an Apache helicopter gunship.  If you are a member of the mercenary world, then you will definitely recognize the logo on the helicopter fuselage. Yes, that is the unique logo of the famous Angel in the mercenary world.  "Dear, your phone number!" "Hello, hello, I'm Mayor Reddick, please tell me if you have anything to say!" "" "What? The Los Angeles Police Department was surrounded by a group of gangsters? What did they do for food?  ! What? The gangster is holding a heavy weapon! Is that a terrorist? Please contact the military and let them come to solve this problem. Isn¡¯t that all solved?  The army and the gangsters are together. They have also surrounded the police station. They also have tanks? Oh my god, wait over there. I will come over immediately. "What can I tell about this Redick?"  I am surprised that if this happens in my own jurisdiction, it seems that my political opponents will seize this opportunity.  After seeing something, Mayor Reddick picked up the phone again.  "Hello, Mayor!" "Londore, where are you now?" "I'm on vacation at home. The weather is really nice today. Mr. Mayor, would you like to come over and try my wife's cooking? After you eat  ¡­¡± Mayor Redick almost went crazy when he heard Rondol talking about food with him at this critical moment. He shouted into the phone: ¡°Londol, damn it, if you still want to continue to be a Los Angeles police officer  Director, please end my vacation immediately and rush to the police station within fifteen minutes. I'll wait for you there. Something big has happened!" Mayor Reddick hung up the phone before Rondol could ask why.  Hearing that the mayor's tone was a bit wrong, Rondo also realized that the situation might be really serious. However, he never thought that the army and gangsters would surround the police station. He just thought that something big might happen to the citizens of Los Angeles.  Parades and stuff like that.  But no matter what, Rondor quickly packed up his appearance and hurried to his police station.
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