In the more than ten years of criminal police experience on the weekend, there are very few real police and bandits fighting, and even in the process of arrest, there are not many people who dare to fight back against the police, many prisoners belong to the kind of people who are paralyzed and don't run much after seeing the police, this time, God gave him a big surprise.

……

There are not many pedestrians on the streets of Zone C in Montek Town, far less crowded than the streets of Los Angeles and New York, in this case, a white man with a satchel is standing on a street corner, very leisurely.

"Hey." A black man approached the white man at this time, and he was very direct: "I need a gun, a prepared pistol from the army five years ago." ”

Generally the people who make this request are military fans, and they will collect military weapons, uniforms, helmets and leather boots according to the chronology, in the small circle of such people, these things are very valuable, but in the arms market of the regular stores of the United States, these things are more expensive. It will be very expensive to buy a gun in the United States through formal channels, and the military order price is likely to be only half of the purchase price of civilians, so many military fans will privately contact gun dealers to buy the most sought-after and most expensive one in a whole series, because it is cheap. It is precisely because of the cheapness that it is likely that this gun has killed people.

However, these military fans don't care much, they buy guns except for occasional outdoor enjoyment, most of the time they hang guns on the wall, this gun will not hurt people, and they will not commit crimes again. This is also the reason why the US police have not been able to find the tools to commit the crime in many cases, and the user is likely to sell the gun to the gun dealer at a very low price after committing the crime, and the gun dealer will sell it to the military fan, and then the murder weapon will be hung safely in the home of a law-abiding resident, and no one knows.

"You're talking about Beretta 92FS? The gun weighs 952g, 1162g after the magazine is filled, the length is 217mm, the barrel length is 125mm, the discharge speed is 381m/s, and the effective range is 50m. "The gun dealers are very skillful in introducing them, and they like to deal with these military fans the most, because you have the final say on the price, and if you change to street gangsters, these people will reveal the lowest price of guns on the street as soon as they see them, and they will add a sentence of 'don't want to fool me'.

"Looks like I've found the right person."

"YE, of course, Hans is the Walmart that moves down the street, both discounted and fully stocked." The gunman turned around and walked to the alley behind him with his satchel on his back, and said "COME-ON" as he left. ”

The two of them entered the alley one after the other, and just opened the car door with Christina on the weekend.

"Is that the guy walking into the alley?"

Christina asked.

"That's right." I also unbuttoned my gun holster when I answered on the weekend.

"Hans!"

What I didn't expect on the weekend was that Christina, like a policeman on the big screen of a movie theater, was as brainless as she suddenly let out a shout on the crowded street.

Hans was not Christina's informant, the kind of person who was yelled at in the street, and when he turned around, he saw two uniformed men staring at him, one of whom had a gun in his hand, and the result could only be ...... Turn around and run!

Weekend, who has countless experience in street arrests, knows that this kind of person must be familiar with the terrain, which is like catching drug-traffickers in the alleys of the country, and if they are not careful, they will take advantage of the complex terrain to run without a trace. Normally, it takes two waves of people to catch this kind of person, one wave of people chasing for their lives, and the other wave of people driving around the street behind this street, these guys will go back to the street to find a car no matter how they go around, and if there is no means of transportation in a town where every family has a car and there is not even a taxi, Montek can drive on the street on the weekend to chase this bastard.

"You chase, I'll block him." On the weekend, I turned around and ran back, opened the car door and drove the police car directly to the police lights and went around the street next to it.

Christina shook her legs hard and rushed into the alley, squatting on the ground with her head in her hands at the door of the alley, she ignored the honest black man who looked at it, it didn't matter if this kind of person was caught or not, the one in the alley was the target.

On the weekend, I quickly rushed to the street behind this street, and as I slowed down and searched the street, my eyes kept looking at the gaps between the houses.

At this time, the weekend did not feel the slightest danger until ......

Touch!

A gunshot rang out.

"---me!"

Chinese, he cursed a sentence in Chinese after the gunshot.

It's not that he was startled by the gunfire on the weekend, the main reason is that he doesn't know what happened behind these detached houses, and he hates his mistakes even more, and he shouldn't have let Christina go into the alley alone just now. Since I still have the habit of being a criminal police officer in China on weekends, it is natural to think that arresting this kind of person only requires two blocks, and no one in China dares to shoot at the police. What's more, in his nearly two-month police career in the United States, he has never met a criminal who dares to shoot at the police, and even the black gangsters have forced Derick to comply, how could he suddenly tense up during the arrest on the weekend?

Pulling out his gun and getting out of the car, Weekend searched every path along the street, and if he saw a figure, he vowed not to hesitate to shoot.

It's infuriating that in the process of moving forward along the wall in small steps on the weekend, I just ran through the gap between two single-family houses, and as soon as I showed up at the third gap, I heard two more gunshots, bump, bump!

It wasn't until the weekend after the gunshot that he remembered to retract his leaned body, which was not the result of long-term training, it was a completely natural reaction, and he even remembered leaning out to observe the situation in the alley, and he remembered the white man with his satchel on his back raising his gun and shooting and the white T-shirt that had been twisted on the bastard's body.

"Shoot, Son-of-a-bitch!" Christina's scolding was heard in the alley, and she chased Hans in the alley while carrying a gun, and did not forget to scold the weekend: "The ones who can hit you with a pistol in a run from 50 meters away are special forces, do you think a gun dealer can do it?" You have to shoot him to disrupt his aiming......" Christina chased him to the alley where Hans had disappeared just now, and didn't care if anyone in the alley first held the gun and pulled the trigger, and rushed in after the 'bump' of the gun.

Call.

Weekend let out a long sigh of relief, and Christina's voice made him feel much less remorseful, after all, his partner was fine, otherwise the pressure of the gunshot just now would have been too much. By the time he stepped forward again, he and Christina were completely caught in two lanes, and by this time the weekend was already trying to break the gunman to pieces.

"The officers were shot, no one was hurt, we need support." Zhou shouted loudly into the walkie-talkie on his body.

Christina's voice rang out again in the alley, and at the same time, Weekend Weekend, who was running wild in the streets, happened to hear: "Stop, you idiot, my mother doesn't want to run a marathon with you here with the salary of the police......"

I couldn't imagine that Christina had such a good body on the weekend when I was a little panting in the wild running, and he delayed himself when he was messing around at the police station, if it was in China, it wouldn't be a problem at all to catch a thief and run two streets, but when it came to the United States, who would have thought that the streets of the United States would want to make people commit suicide.

Chasing another alley, when I probed into the alley again on the weekend, I finally saw Hans who couldn't run, Hans may have been too nervous by Christina behind him, and he just fell to the ground with garlic under his feet at the T-shaped place, and he seized this opportunity to rush into the alley quickly, and after rushing into the small half of the distance, he opened the insurance, raised the gun, aimed at Hans's legs, and pulled the trigger without the slightest hesitation.

Empty.

He could see the pistol bouncing when it was fired, and although he was a little unaccustomed to the recoil, in terms of posture and the feel of the gun, anyone who looked at it would say that he was professionally trained on the weekend.

The bullet flew out of the barrel of the weekend, and by the time he could see the effect of the bullet in his sight again, it was only two meters behind Hans that some dirt had been splashed, and the recoil caused the bullet to pass over Hans who had fallen to the ground, and hit the ground directly.

What kind of bad marksmanship is this, the distance between the two is only more than 30 meters, and the gun is held in a standing position at a distance of more than 30 meters, and it misses when the target does not move?

If you let the gun go over and smash people on the weekend, it is estimated that there is an 80% chance of hitting Hans in the head!

In the world of pistols, the distance between 30 meters and 50 meters is completely two concepts, two concepts that cannot be used in the same day.

This shot frightened Hans, he was like a mouse scared by firecrackers during the New Year, quickly got up on the ground and hugged his head to run away, and even fell and flew away, just a few meters away from the gun did not have time to pick up, when he got up and ran, he was directly unloaded and threw on the ground when he had opened the zipper backpack that had been straddled on his body.

Now is not the time to make mistakes, turn around and run out of the alley on the weekend, and can only continue to outflank.

It's just that Christina was stunned when she chased this uninhabited alley, and in her eyes, the package fell to the edge of the grass on the ground, and there were two stacks of banknotes and an empty magazine and two pistols not far from the package, and the Benjamin Franklin printed on the hundred-dollar bills of the two stacks of banknotes was so kind, judging from the thickness of the banknotes, these two stacks of banknotes were at least 20,000 US dollars.

Christina opened the package again, and there were probably three or four pistols and five or six magazines that could be matched with the pistol, but there was not a single bullet in the package. This is a complete out-of-stock stage for the gun dealers, and the crumpled bills tied together in leather cases are likely to be the payment for this shipment.

Why would a gun dealer have $20,000 in his bag?

Why can a person who has committed an illegal crime have so much money in his hands?

Why does a policeman have to mortgage his house for his son's tuition and fill the holes that may not be filled with mortgaged houses?

Christina struggled, on the one hand, there were too many disagreements in her heart, and on the other hand, there was a voice that tried to help her control her heart with only one sentence - you are a policeman.

Turning her head to look around, Christina found that there was no one here, she walked to the position where she could see the outside of the alley, and found that the onlookers were all standing far away after hearing the gunshots, and the position of the bag and money was completely blocked by the mobile house, unless there was a perspective eye, it was impossible for anyone or any camera to shoot here......

……

"Kerry, you're not hurt, are you?"

The weekend ran back panting, the gun had been stuffed back into his holster, and it was clear that Hans had run.

"It's okay, the most dangerous shot hit the fence of a passing house."

"Very, very sorry, I'm still a little unaccustomed to gunfights with bandits on the streets." I'm sorry from the bottom of my heart on the weekend, this is a habit that can't be changed, when I am a criminal police officer in China, I won't pull out a gun if I don't encounter a serious case, even if someone takes hostages, it is also a person at the level of the captain or deputy captain who is responsible for shooting, they are more often practiced at the shooting range, and the actual combat opportunity is less than Cheng Dù, who has been a criminal police officer for more than ten years on the weekend and has not shot a gun when he is arresting, it is unrealistic to expect him to take out a gun and become a sharpshooter, if he is placed in a range without pressure, he may be able to hit ten rings in 30 meters, You have to aim at a very familiar police gun for more than half a minute.

Christina suddenly erupted, completely different from the look she didn't blame Weekend just now, she stretched out a finger and poked Weekend's chest, scolding: "Do you know that the situation just now is likely to kill yourself!" ”

"Why didn't you shoot Hans when you saw it? He's a gun dealer, Texas law ......" She changed it halfway through: "the Texas law, if Hans gets ten or fifteen meters closer, maybe you'll be dead on the ground!" ”

“I’m－sorry。” apologized sincerely over the weekend, and he found that he had just brought a brain to the United States to be a policeman, and the rest was just a dead end.

"Don't apologize to me, it's not me who almost died anyway." Christina turned to leave, and before leaving, she said, "You wrote the report today, two copies!" ”

“OK。” The weekend promised with a smile on its face, and most importantly, they were all right.

Lowering his head, Zhou Zhou bent down and stuffed the 'gun' and 'empty magazine' on the ground into his bag, took a few more steps and used Hans's crossbody bag strap to pick up the fired gun, buckle the safety and put it in.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with this, even if the love was very up-and-down, it became a mistake in his mind at the weekend, and he never saw Christina's crotch that was different from usual, there, there was some bulging, not as close to the skin as it used to be.