Actually, there are more than two cars on the road.

"Find a cover and pull aside, it's very close to the scrap car disposal plant, the two cars behind may be suspects, no one comes to this kind of place at night, don't turn off the fire."

The FBI car didn't turn on the headlights at all, and the captain was very experienced, and when he found the two high-beam dogs catching up in the back section, he immediately ordered the driving detective to slide the car off the shoulder of the road and wait behind a large billboard.

"Who's behind? APLUS？ ”

Sinaloa also spotted the car behind him, leaning out of the passenger window, crying and laughing happily, "Hey! Good brothers! I knew you were coming! I know you're not that kind of person, M-Fxxk! Woo woo woo ......" and kept banging on the roof of the car, "Stop, stop!" ”

"Why don't you go to the treatment plant and join the Barron?" The subordinate asked.

"Parking! I'm going to talk to the APLUS brothers first. He sat back in the car and yelled at the driver.

"Okay, okay." The driver pulled over.

Sinaloa rushed out of the car, ran in the middle of the right lane, and waved his hands like a child to the car behind him as he jumped, "I'm here!" APLUS Brothers! He shouted.

"Mink Boy, he's found us......"

The dark green book car was the fastest, and when they saw Sinaloa in the middle of the road in front of them, it was already very close, and the driver subconsciously slammed on the brakes and stopped more than 20 meters away from the other party.

"He doesn't seem to be hostile?"

The three Harlem old blacks in the car looked at the excited Sinaloa in front of them, and they couldn't make up their minds for a while.

"Hey, M-Fxxk, turn off the lights!"

Sinaloa and his men were blinded by the high light, and he shouted.

", it! Yes, there is! He must be the gunman of that GD, the voice can't be wrong, trust me! ”

In the dark green notebook car, the black man who took the idea, that is, the black man who was driving, hesitated for a moment with the barrel of the pistol, exchanged fierce glances with the two companions, and then rolled down the window at the same time, leaned out, and aimed.

"Something seems wrong...... "The man from Sinaloa tried to distinguish with his hands over the light, and also picked up the gun, "APLUS won't drive this kind of broken car here, hey! The people in the back! Get out! Let me see you clearly! ”

Without any reaction, Sinaloa's smile froze on his face and he suddenly threw himself on the side of the road.

'Bang! Bang bang! ’

Three fires lit up in the direction of the high beams, and the sound of gunfire was heard far away in the quiet night.

Chrysler Fifth Avenue, which was hanging far behind, had no driving lights, and when old Mac heard the gunshot, he stopped the car, took out the map, lit it with a small flashlight on his mouth, quickly estimated, and then reversed, quickly retreated to the nearest three-way intersection, and then parked the car in the woods to say goodbye, and got out of the car to open the trunk and get a gun.

'Bang! Bang! Da Da Da ......'

"Report, report, there was a fierce exchange of fire on the road outside the plant, there was a fierce exchange of fire on the road outside the plant!"

In the scrap car disposal plant, the police officer's report came out of the walkie-talkie, but in fact, everyone heard it vaguely, "Fxxk!" The director scolded, "The helicopter team is in place, the helicopter team please quickly take position, go to the fire site, and report to me at any time, over." ”

"Group D hears please reply, Group D hears please reply over." The director continued to order.

"Group D received, over."

"Block the road as planned, block the road as planned, over."

"Group D was in place immediately...... We're in place, over. ”

"What are we going to do?"

The sheriff and SWAT captain looked at him and Charles, "The SWAT will come first, and the police team will follow." "Charles ordered.

More than a dozen police lights suddenly lit up in the dark factory area, and they drove to the scene of the incident.

"Sit tight!" Vic also drove into it, slamming the steering wheel into the air and trying desperately to overtake.

At the three-way intersection, Old Mike was hiding behind the car to assemble a sniper rifle, and several police cars had been driving from two directions on the road, and the police turned on the high-power lights and began to set up roadblocks, and no one noticed that there were still cars in the woods behind them. Old Mike calmly assembled the gun and quietly moved away with a rolling tactical move......

A few minutes later, two helicopters roared into the night sky in the distance, they were the fastest to reach the scene, searchlights covering the two cars parked on the road.

"The helicopter team reported, the helicopter team reported that there were two vehicles parked on the road, the exchange of fire has stopped, and at the moment...... At least two suspects' bodies were found, and one suspect was hiding behind the car and was supposed to be armed...... over。 ”

"You're surrounded! You're surrounded! ”

The SWAT car then arrived, and they approached Sinaloa's car first, where one body lay dead on the side of the road, and the car behind them was beaten into a sieve, and the two in the front row were all dead, one with half of his body hanging from the cab window, and the other lying on his back in the passenger seat.

The SWAT captain shouted with a bullhorn: "Drop your arms!" I know you're in the back of the car, and again, lay down your arms! ”

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! ”

The black man in the back of the car was firmly locked by the searchlights of the two helicopters, he sat on the ground, held the small pistol in his arms, and cried tears, "I didn't know it would turn out like this, woo woo, I don't know, they were too fierce, too hard, I want to go back to New York......"

"We're here! Drop your weapon! Again, lay down your arms! ”

The SWAT officers shielded the way and approached in a vertical line along the sides of the two cars, and saw a pistol thrown out of the rear of the car, "The suspect has disarmed, the suspect has disarmed, over." "The report of the helicopter group was transmitted to them via walkie-talkie.

SWAT officers rushed forward, pulled the paralyzed survivor up, and handcuffed him.

With a brief braking, Vic rushed over like a wild boar, opened the mouths of the three deceased, and then ran over to check on the one that was still alive.

"Vic, don't spoil the scene!" The SWAT captain yelled at him in displeasure.

But he ignored it, ran back to Sinaloa's car, looked down and circled, and then beckoned the stormtroopers headlong into the bushes by the side of the road.

"Hey, Vic! What did you find!? Fxxk！ Vic! Vic Mackie! Come back! ”

The SWAT team leader also ran to the car, looking at the bloodstains on the road, which stretched out of the road, "The SWAT team reports, the SWAT team reports, there are still suspects at large, there are still suspects at large, and Detective McGee has already led the charge...... Uh, the Anti-Combat Weapons and Anti-Organised Crime Special Operations Team has chased me and I need the canine unit to support me...... over。 ”

"Group A reported that we also found another car, hidden behind a billboard, and no occupants were found, over."

The director's voice came over the intercom, "Helicopter Group One, go to the billboard!" Number Two is going to help Vic! Over！ ”

Two helicopters flew in the air, one side of the other.

"It's Helicopter One, uh, there's a lot of billboards along the way......"

"AMY ADAMS' NOKIA COMMERCIAL, PRETTY WHITE GIRL...... over。 ”

"Is it the heroine who danced out of my life? Okay, I see her, I see the car. ”

The FBI's car was found, it was empty, and the director and Charles arrived in a car, "as if it was an FBI car." "A police officer saw a special pass on the glass of the car in front of him.

"The SWAT team reported that none of the three deceased had the physical characteristics of the main suspect, Sinaloa, and the surviving suspect could not tell where he was going, I need a police dog, repeat, I need a police dog! Over。 ”

"Director, the TV station's helicopter has already lifted off, and it will arrive in about fifteen minutes." The police assistant came to report.

"Oh! M-FXXK!”

The director was so angry that he threw the walkie-talkie to the ground.