Chapter 8: Raccoon Town STARS
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"Hey! What are you doing Chris? In the open can? It was your sister who rode the Harley-Davidson just now, right?! A woman's voice mixed with the sound of footsteps from leather boots hitting the floor.
Chris followed the sound and looked over, only to see that the other person was just like him. He was wearing dark black Stars SWAT pants with high-waisted black leather boots, a gray short-sleeved vest with the word STARS on his chest, a tactical holster with an F92 Beretta pistol hanging on the right side of his waist, and a row of magazine sets and walkie-talkies on the left. A sky-blue beret is attached to the shoulder slab on the right side of the shoulder. Also clipped to her belt was her badge and work ID, which read, Raccoon Town Police Department Stars Team Member: Jill. Valentine, number: 0832.
"Jill! How do you know? Have you met? I'm opening the door! My sister forgot to bring the keys, no! Chris shook the notebook Claire had given him at Jill.
"Look at her dress like you with a knife on her chest, I guess it's not far from ten, I haven't seen her grow more and more beautiful for a few years, look at me." Jill said as she took the notebook Claire had given to Chris and flipped it over to look at it.
"You've met?"
"No, I just saw a back. She was just about to call her and she ran. By the way, you know? We're moving soon. ā
"What do you say? We? Moving out? Chris asked, surprised.
"I mean, the police department, the Raccoon Township police department, and our AIPHA team are about to move into that art gallery a few hundred meters away from here, which is too small now. At the end of '98, we officially changed to a city. This will be the place where the branch and Captain Enriquez's Bravo team will be located. As he spoke, Jill sat down on the table, picked up a paper clip from the table, straightened it and poked it at the keyhole in the notebook two or three times, only to hear that the small lock was opened!
"Here you go!"
"Oh my God! You're such a genius Jill. Thank you! Chris said to Jill with a smile.
"Ha, you're welcome, don't forget I'm a STARS EOD professional! Of course, my skills and marksmanship are also good! Jill said confidently.
In Chris's eyes, she does have this strength.
26-year-old Jill is 1.74 meters tall, with a beautiful face, a toned figure, short brown hair that hangs down the sides of her cheeks, and if she doesn't wear a police uniform, her first impression is beauty and weakness. But that's just scratching the surface, as Jill has been trained in physical and combat training with U.S. Navy SEALs for more than three months. There is a world of difference from the 20-year-old college graduate in the Bravo team, the rookie police officer Rebecca, Rebecca is only a temporary team member at present, she is mainly used to ambulate the wounded, and the police usually sit on the cold bench. Serve as a backup for what is done. Jill is different, her work ability and profession make many other male police officers ashamed of themselves, and there are no two people in the Raccoon Police Department who can perfectly combine these two beauty and force.
Especially when she is neatly dressed and wearing a beret, the beauty is really unique, which is why Christen gave up the rest time of the fish to accompany her to work overtime.
In particular, Jill is the first female star SWAT team member recruited by Oregon's stars.
STAR is a special operations team formed by the United States in order to combat particularly vicious or sudden criminal cases, which was first established in New York in 1968 to deal with major criminal violence cases, that is, the anti-terrorism special police unit.
The STAR team members are all elite personnel in various police stations, and in addition to Zonghe's excellent quality, they must also have their own skills. After this, it is necessary to pass the training and selection of up to 3/4 of the elimination.
Now the police departments of major large and medium-sized cities in all states of the United States have subordinates, and the original text of Star in Raccoon Town, Oregon: SpeciaitacticSandresceser-vice, referred to as STARS.
"Do you know what police station is starting to move into?" Chris asked.
"I don't know about this, but I'm sure it's going to be over and start at the end of September."
"In such a hurry? It's almost time, and if Captain Enrix is okay there, it's time for us to change shifts in the afternoon. To express my gratitude, how about I invite you to eat Chinese food at noon? Chris said with a smile at Jill.
"You mean the Sichuan vegetable garden? Forget it, I prefer a beef pizza with a vegetable salad, accompanied by a Diet Coke, saying you don't go fishing for a break. It wouldn't be another attempt to work overtime with me. Jill asked, pointing to Chris's nose.
Chris smiled and made a gesture of surrender, "I said, my intentions are simple, I want to treat you to a meal." Stay with you a little longer, Jill. But when you said that the police station moved, I changed my mind, and I wanted to sort out the files of the incidents of large animal attacks reported by visitors to Akelay Park in the past few years from '94 to '96. So I lost my company. At this point, Chris's expression suddenly became cold, and he wanted to tease Jill.
"That's right! That's right, from the spring of '94-'96, 3 tourists reported large wild animals, and we searched the mountains and searched for them. But nothing?! Is it from their dictation that it looks like a bear? But there have never been any bears in this area? What could it be? Jill said.
"Captain Enriquez suggested to Brian that the park be closed first and investigated. The director said that this would cause the economy of the Raccoon Town area to suffer, and that there were not enough evidence and no casualties? Especially those tourists, when they hear about unknown wild animals, are more curious and want to come here to see them. You might even find something like a wild man. The governor had a good idea, except that no overnight camping in the park was allowed, and in case of emergency, residents entering Aclay Park could carry pistols of caliber less than 9 mm for self-defense, just in case. Chris said.
"However, you must first register the report with the local Raccoon Town Police Department, and the bullets cannot exceed 20 rounds. Entering and leaving the park must be counted by the forest police, and no random shots are allowed, they are really people-oriented. Those witnesses didn't see it up close, but there was a silhouette, said it was black fur? Much like a bear? Jill said.
"I think it's money-oriented, and I don't know if there will be an accident this year. The reports all happened in the spring and summer, and I had a bad feeling, Chris. Something could happen this year. ā
When Chris heard Jill say this, he said very seriously, "Don't worry! Jill will be in danger when the time comes, and I will follow you. ā
"You, good! How about accompanying me to the underground shooting range to practice my gun? ā
"Stars is a place of unity and synergy, so don't forget the other teammates you two have! When the time comes, I'm afraid I'll have to take care of you college graduates, hehe! ā
"Barry!" The two spoke almost at the same time.
"Yes, it's my good old Barry." Barry was dressed like Chris and Jill, except with a pistol pinned under his arm.
"Why don't you go to the park with your kids, it's not like you. It's still early for the shift change?! Jill said.
"Like you, I want to come here to practice my gun first. The police station is about to move, and there is no shooting range over there. It may not be easy to practice guns in the future, and the guys in the Bravo squad are lucky to be guarding the shooting range. The new police station will certainly be nice too, and don't forget that everything is paid for by Ambrera. Bao Kuo purchased two helicopters for Stars. Two Stars teams were formed so that one could always be on duty to deal with emergencies. As he spoke, Barry sat at his desk, fiddling with his new SWM629C revolver, ready to try his hand at the hands of his own money, a habit he had developed in the army. Barry used to be a member of the Marine Corps Seals, although he was nearly 40 years old and a little blessed, but. He is currently the only member of the team who has participated in the war, and he has excellent mental quality and is calm.
"Barry, this gun is too lethal, and the police are not allowed to use it casually." Jill reminded.
"Don't worry, Jill. I'll just use it as a backup weapon. I usually use my old buddy. Barry pointed to Beretta, who was carrying his belt around his waist.
"By the way, I bought it from the Robert Kender store, and he has a lot of guns there, which I think is good! If you want to buy a spare gun, don't go and see. With that, Barry began to load his gun.
"That's it! Let's practice! With that, the three of them walked out of the office and towards the underground shooting range.