At 6 p.m., the Arlington area is located on the border between Fort Worth and Dallas, and it's the gateway from Fort Worth Airport to downtown Dallas. There is a constant flow of traffic, low-rise stacked houses, sparse pedestrians, and roads crisscrossing in all directions.

In the middle of these many neighborhoods, three explosion-proof police vehicles were parked at an intersection, surrounded by dozens of police officers and FBI agents, connecting countless electronic devices to communications equipment and collecting intelligence information from all directions.

Inside one of the cars, Inspector Bert Vorster was watching a dozen or so monitors hanging from the car, on which video signals of the officers and agents in front of him were constantly transmitted.

With a walkie-talkie in his hand, he was constantly giving various commands, occasionally reprimanding in a harsh tone, and the other agents in the car turned a blind eye and continued to be busy in their respective positions.

"What did you say? You didn't find it? Then keep looking! If you still can't find those three school buses, I'll send you to Alaska to clean the toilets. ”

"What a idiot. ”

Bert had just replied to a report from a young agent in front of him who had set up a roadblock on the highway, but the three school buses had not passed the highway.

He knew that these gang members were not so easy to deal with, otherwise he would have wiped them out a long time ago, but this was a novice who was really disappointed to him.

He felt that the newcomers in the FBI in the past few years have really become more and more bad, and one stubble is not as good as the other, so old people like them back then have to find clues about criminal suspects without high-tech technical equipment.

It was always an all-nighter, and he didn't return at night, and even several of his colleagues had problems with the relationship between the husband and wife because they didn't return all night, and finally broke up unhappily.

"Report, sir. A young agent stopped outside the back compartment.

Bert said in a deep voice, "What's the matter, say." ”

The young agent replied, "Sir, a Dallas Police Department detective came to report and she said there was an important lead. ”

Bert beckoned: "Where's the person?" ”

Caroline stepped out from behind the young agent and replied, "Sir, I'm here." ”

Bert frowned and asked, "You're the detective?" ”

He knew that Caroline was the detective who gave them the news of the school bus, but his first impression after seeing the other party was not very good, and he felt that she should not be here, and should go to New York to participate in the fashion show. She really didn't look like a police officer, so much like a model on the runway.

Caroline saw the disdainful expression on Bert's face, and she was not impulsive, she replied directly: "Sir, I have been informed that the suspect Hunter has four underground nightclubs under his name. There are large stockpiles of guns, drugs and illegal drugs, as well as some women who have been coerced by the group, who are club dancers and are now afraid to leave the club. ”

Bert heard this information and asked in a deep voice, "Are your reports reliable? Where are those nightclubs, and how many people are guarding them?"

Caroline walked over to the console and pulled up a map of Dallas and replied, "Very reliable, the nightclubs are in these four places, all close to the suburbs, there are no high-rise buildings around, the roads are in all directions, and there are not many people there at the moment." ”

Bert was silent and did not answer, considering how credible the female detective was, and the map showed a more accurate location than the information they had obtained from the FBI.

If they had sent people to raid these places, it would have been possible to seize a large number of drugs and guns, and they would have organized this operation in vain. The director didn't have to whisper in front of the government members, he was thinking about who would be safer.

Caroline suddenly said, "Sir, I applied to raid one of the nightclubs. ”

Bert looked at Caroline with some surprise: "You? It's not a drug dealer on the street, it's not a drunkard, these are outlaws, you ......"

Caroline understood the meaning of the other party's words and insisted: "Sir, no problem, this information was given to me by an informant, and it is very accurate. And I'm familiar with those neighborhoods, I can make good use of the terrain, and I have experience dealing with gunmen. ”

Bert also heard what this female detective meant, to put it simply, you can't find these places without me, but you can't take the credit alone, I'm not greedy for just one, and the other three belong to you FBI.

He looked at Caroline carefully and found that although the female detective was very beautiful, she exuded a heroic spirit, which was rare among female police officers.

Bert didn't think much about it, he decided to give the local police department in Dallas some face, after all, this is their land, and besides, they still need to cooperate in the follow-up.

He asked in a deep voice, "Detective, your name?"

"Caroline Fox"

Bert pointed to one of the four nightclubs on the map and said, "Very well, Caroline, I'll give you a squad and you lead the raid on Point C." Remember, people and stolen goods must be kept under control. Got it?"

Caroline replied excitedly, "Yes, sir, I understand. ”

Bert beckoned outwards and said loudly, "Billy, Billy, arrange a SWAT team, let Detective Fox lead the team, and act according to her orders." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Caroline turned away from the riot van and, with Billy's assistance, led a SWAT team to the third of the four nightclubs, ready to deal with the city's cancer of MS-13.

............

Hunter was extremely agitated at this point, as he had taken dozens of illegal drugs, and the combination of these drugs made him feel like he could do anything.

At seven o'clock in the evening, he led a dozen gunmen to attack the hostile gang stronghold of MS-13, and although he killed all his opponents, four of his gunmen were also killed.

But this is not a big deal for him at all, and MS-13 can find as many people as he wants.

Halfway to the next stronghold, they are intercepted by the FBI's SWAT team, and Hunter and the remaining gunmen engage in a fierce shootout with the SWAT.

Taking advantage of the lack of special police team personnel, he and his men intercepted several cars on the side of the road and killed the driver.

He had people drive the car towards the nightclub, and decided to take the people back to the nightclub to replenish enough ammunition before returning to the street.

Mo Yi did not know that Caroline had made a request to the FBI to lead a surprise attack and had already set off, and he went to the police station and did not find Caroline, only that she went to the FBI command center.

After all, he had no identity to go over and ask, so he had to call Caroline, but unfortunately the other party did not answer.

He texted her to tell her that he was going to the same nightclub she had visited with her, hoping to meet her there.

But until he drove to the nightclub, the other party did not reply, which made him have a bad premonition.