Chapter 113: Classic Raid, Unclassic Routine

In the Hines group, Steve Hines belongs to the boss, and he must be the first to be picked out, and he cannot be put in a place of suspicion; Andrés Sanchez, the boss's henchman, went to the school to attend his daughter's parent-teacher conference, performing "The Hines group has not had any special operations lately", and the side was clear; However, it is not good to be too clean with the upcoming robbery of the CAI cash truck, and friends with a little social experience know that if it is too clean, it seems that there is a ghost in the heart and wants to cover it up.

So Dave's team played the role of carrying the blame when necessary, and was sent to the vicinity of the crime scene to "carry out another mission", in fact, to monitor Lao Mai and them. If the robbery fails, he wants to make sure that Lao Mai and the others don't fall into the hands of CAI alive. Dave's sniper rifle is pretty good......

Dave, who has lost Hines's trust because of the "insider trade with Mike twelve years ago" - not that he can't do it - privilege breeds corruption, and there are more trampling on laws and rules within the FIB than this, and even Hines and they are making money through Old Mack in the open. But when doing this kind of thing, it is best to take the initiative to send the handle to the boss, and stand in line by the way for the case.

It can be said that most people have problems, the difference is whether the boss protects you or not. The boss doesn't worry about the same things as you, and your problems are not a problem in the boss's eyes.

But Dave hid from everyone, and he turned himself from a straw bale to a big hero who shot Mike Tonley. In the past, when I didn't know, I thought that this guy had shit luck, but now that it's exposed, what do you want Haynes and these people to think of him? We, the elites, have been deceived by a straw bale for more than ten years? Just like Mike betrayed Tryvor, it's hard for everyone to trust him completely. Once trusted, once destroyed, it is almost impossible to rebuild.

So what Dave can do now is to rush to carry the black pot, rush to sell Lao Mai with all his heart, and strive to reflect his "value". Otherwise, as an agent, once you are abandoned, the fate is not as simple as retirement.

Dave's men disguised as TV crews and hovered around the industrial area in a helicopter painted as Fox.

All of them were wearing thick body armor under their coats, their weapons were in an inner position waiting to be activated, and they were holding live streaming equipment that had not been turned on at all. Although the helicopter has no weapons and devices, it is also equipped with all kinds of listening and monitoring equipment, and it is closely watching every move at the scene of the robbery. They were ordered to clean up the scene - if they found signs of failure in the robbery of Mike and the others, they prevented the live mouth from falling into the hands of CAI.

Dave, who was in charge of the operation, held a sniper rifle and hid silently in the shadows on the inside of the helicopter door, inevitably feeling a lot of emotion in his heart...... Speaking of which, he and Lao Mai are not friends, but also old acquaintances who have known each other for many years. More than ten years ago in North Yanketon, he also pointed a sniper rifle at Mike, but that time it was an empty cartridge, and this time it will be a real bullet from his muzzle.

There was a feeling that his heart was being struck by a memory, and Dave, who had always been sophisticated, could not help but feel it, and subconsciously looked down at Mike, who was about to start his action - this action made half of his little face exposed outside the hatch, which was captured by the surveillance camera of the opposite building. The data flows into the traffic monitoring network, is caught by the comparison data lurking in the network, and is sent to the program in the background of the main computer, and finally appears on the screen in front of Shen Yanhao Lester.

The image with the mask showing only his eyes was enough to reveal his identity.

"Dave Norton......" When Shen Yan saw Dave, he also saw the small half of the aluminum alloy butt exposed in the photo, and his brows furrowed. Lester, are all the guns in your gun cabinet unrecorded? ”

"Of course, there are records, and there are troubles." Lester replied casually, "Wait, what do you want a gun for...... Hey? What about people? Lester looked behind the empty one, the open gun cabinet door still shaking...... A stupid pigeon stood on Shen Yan's chair, "When did you fly in?" ”

"Goo~"

"Get out, get out~" Lester seemed to be a little afraid of birds, he went around in a circle and opened the window, and discussed softly with the pigeons. The pigeon looked at him and flew up to where he had just been sitting. "Wait! That's my sandwich! You damned, flying bandit! Don't force me to use a gun...... How did Shen Yan take that gun, it was my best treasure! ”

*****

Shen Yan was like a fleeting phantom, flashing towards the industrial area of Los Angeles, a hundred miles in an instant.

In the past, when Shen Yan continuously used "King Car Translocation", it would also cause a large number of urban legend events. The people of the United States like to portray themselves as heroes, and those who magically appear in another place all publicize this to the whole world! They even found the same kind of people and quickly set up a "Earth Unidentified Displacement Association" on Facebook to find people who had the same experience...... The number of members quickly surpassed more than 100,000. Even if Shen Yan relies on the waves to walk, it is impossible to masturbate more than 100,000 people! It can be seen that the vast majority of them are bastards.

However, when he comprehended the magic skill that animals can also be interchanged, the unlucky ones along the way became pigeons in the square, black cats walking, sparrows squatting on tree branches, etc., and the small animals changed positions in the blink of an eye, and they were so frightened that they were confused!

What about the small dried fish? Won't your conscience hurt if you cheat on a cute cat!

However, the hard-hearted Shen Yan did not.

Because he's the wind now! It's electricity! is the only myth!

There are few cars and even fewer people on the roads in the industrial area - this is the only way for CAI cash trucks to go - Mike drives the garbage truck in front to cut the road, Franklin drives the tractor to hide in the alley and prepares for a sneak attack, while Trevor stands on the high ground with a sniper rifle ready to support, Dave watches all this from a helicopter, and the CAI cash truck is about to turn into this road......

At this moment, they were surprised to see a windy man suddenly appear in the middle of the road! Appear at the very center of the crime scene and walk unhurriedly in the opposite direction of the road.

He wears a white shirt with a stiff collar, a black waistcoat, a gray striped suit, black leather gloves, and a twill tie pinned to his chest by a gold skull tie plyph;

He wears a dark top hat, old-fashioned toad sunglasses are buckled on his face, and an old man's scalp shoes with iron palms step on the road, making a crisp "click, click" sound;

He carried a Thompson submachine gun equipped with a drum, which was simply wrapped in a layer of newspaper, and the muzzle of the gun protruded from the front end;

He walked forward with his head slightly bowed, and the wind blew his dark trench coat behind him, fluttering in the wind!

*****

When the cash truck enters the road, one person and one vehicle are at opposite ends of the road.

At this time, there was a muffled thunder, and the accumulated rain clouds in the sky finally reached the limit, and the water vaporized into falling raindrops, which gradually connected into silk threads.

Rain pours on the car windows, blurring vision; drenched on the trench coat, making the fluttering heavier and heavier; Falling on the brim of the cap splashed down the barrel...... Seeing the people coming, sensing the tense atmosphere, the driver of the cash truck clenched the steering wheel, and the escort on the co-pilot picked up the microphone, and stared at the person who walked with four eyes.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

"What about Mike? What is he doing? Franklin, who was waiting for the signal, said anxiously that the cash truck had arrived, but Mike had not yet cut the intersection as planned.

What is Mike doing?

He was clutching his chest, almost so excited that he couldn't breathe—

It's like seeing Tom Hanks, who is stepping out of the screen of "Road to Destruction......

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PS: Yesterday in January, I couldn't help but be lazy, mainly because I misremembered the deadline for exemption.