Chapter 294: They Killed My Dog
In the morning, Marcus packed himself up and went into the living room, where Daisy and John all ran over.
He poured the dogs food and water, touched their heads and said, "Take care of the house, I can come back before noon and have lunch with you." ”
The two Labradors circled around him and went to breakfast.
Marcus closed the door, got into a pickup truck parked next to the building, and rushed to Sherman Oaks.
Yesterday, he made an appointment with Chad to meet Martin Davis at the Angels Club this morning.
Marcus takes it very seriously, because it is related to whether he can change careers and enter the film industry that he has always wanted.
If you can't be a real actor, you can be a stuntman, action firearms instructor or something like that.
Marcus is now out of the army and doesn't want to do the job of fighting and killing anymore.
Knowing Chad and Martin also gave him a chance to move into Hollywood.
Coming to Sherman Oscar, as soon as he entered the Angel Club, Marcus saw Martin, Chad and Bruce, and hurriedly walked over and shook hands with the three of them one by one.
Kane also came to join in the fun, and prepared a reception room for a few people.
Martin had asked Brusto to inquire about related matters before, including an operation codenamed "Red Wing" by the US military.
Coupled with Chad's retelling, I basically understand the events related to Marcus.
Chad muttered a few words to Marcus, who understood the importance of the meeting and gave Martin a detailed account of his experience in Afghanistan.
The description of the person involved is clearer, and Martin is completely certain that Marcus's experience is extremely similar to a movie he has seen.
It seems to be starring Mark Wahlberg.
The other actors, there is no specific impression.
After listening to Marcus's description, Martin looked very shocked and said: "I can't feel the shock of what you experienced in Afghanistan, because I never been, but with the events you described, man, you are a legend!" ”
Marcus smiled: "The real legends and heroes should be my three teammates. ”
Building on his words, Martin further said: "I personally believe that their deeds should be widely circulated, and it must be known to the public and all people in the United States what they have done and given for this country." ”
When Marcus said this, he was quite excited: "Martin, do you think this matter can be adapted into a movie or TV series?" Documentaries are also available! They gave their lives for the country and cannot be forgotten. ”
It's not worth a lot of money, and Martin knows that very well.
Instead of answering immediately, he fell into deep thought, which seemed to be difficult.
Marcus added, "I can give you the authority to ......"
Martin raised his hand to interrupt Marcus's words, "Wait a minute. ”
Marcus stopped talking.
Martin got up and walked up and down the reception room, seemingly considering a big decision.
Chad had a relationship with Marcus and was sympathetic to Marcus's plight, but he knew he was part of Martin's team and didn't speak for Marcus.
Only Bruce, who knew Martin, knew that Martin had already made his decision.
Marcus was a little nervous, he had no connections in Hollywood, he only knew two people, Martin and Chard.
After a while, Martin sat down again and said, "Marcus, you and Chad are friends, and Chad is my brother, so there are some things I must say earlier. ”
Marcus nodded, "You just say it." ”
"Running a film project is a very tedious job, whether it's a real event or an adaptation of another work, it requires a process that requires the cooperation of the participants," Martin said. ”
He turned to the incident itself: "The Red Arrow operation you mentioned is not widely circulated in North America, and after a few years of the war on terror, the public attention to Afghanistan is not high, and I can attract the attention of investors and other film companies, because the project I initiated can make them profitable......
Marcus understood: "I can give you the authorization for free." ”
"No, that's not what I meant." Martin has never considered free licensing, free is the most expensive: "I think so, don't push it into the film adaptation, I'll find a screenwriter or writer to help you complete the relevant memoir, and then push it into the book market, so that more people can know about your deeds, you don't have to worry about the film adaptation, as long as we can negotiate, my studio will buy your memoir film and television rights in advance." ”
Chad interjected at this time: "This is indeed a relatively safe way of working, many special personnel of the CIA or FBI publish memoirs after retirement, and wait until the memoirs have a certain influence, and then adapt the memoirs into movies." ”
He also gave an example: "Leonardo and Spielberg's "Cat and Mouse Game" is a typical example of this. ”
Marcus knew about the film and said, "Yes." He re-emphasized: "Don't give me a fee, I just want my teammates to ......"
People's ideas will change, Martin does not want to bring trouble to the later stage because of this cost in the early stage, and said: "We are friends, friends are friends, and business cooperation is business cooperation." ”
Marcus replied, "I listen to you." ”
Martin asked, "Do you have any information on Afghanistan so I can find a suitable ghostwriter." ”
"I have quite a few at home." Marcus looked at Martin and then at Chad, although he had been in the army for a long time all these years, he understood the world, and took the initiative to invite: "It's nice to have a restaurant near my residence, why don't you come with me to get information?" By the way, give me a chance to treat me to express my gratitude. ”
Martin hadn't had anything to do in the past two days, so he replied, "Then excuse me." ”
The group chatted for a while, and together they left the club and rushed to Santa Monica.
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South of Santa Monica, four black men drove a stolen car and parked it on the side of the road.
"The red-tiled one, Edmund, isn't it?" Bald Alfonso asked, "Is this a good target?" ”
Edmund stretched out his big flower arm and pointed there: "Boss, I can't be mistaken, Aix can prove it!" ”
Aix was not tall and had a Magnum revolver pinned to his waist: "The man had just moved in from out of town, not from Los Angeles, and Edmund and I saw it with our own eyes, and he brought a lot of boxes that seemed to be filled with valuables." ”
Alfonso asked again, "Are you sure what's in the box?" ”
"Not sure." Aix added: "According to the moving workers, all the boxes are locked with combination locks, and whoever locks them immediately on the general things!" ”
Alfonso nodded: "Okay, him!" ”
Diaz, who had been silent, said at this time: "Head, the houses here have back doors, and I suggest going through the back doors." ”
Alfonso started the car, passed in front of the target house, and asked in passing: "Does he have a dog at home?" ”
Edmund preemptively said, "Not when I moved, I can be sure." ”
Alfonso relieved himself and drove around to the back door of his target's house.
He didn't turn off the engine or get out of the car, and waved his hand to that side: "Hurry up, I'll pick you up in the car." ”
Diaz was the first to get out of the car, Aix and Edmund followed, climbing over the wall of the green belt, and Edmund didn't have much trouble picking the lock on the back door and entering the house first.
Aix and Diaz followed, and had barely taken a few steps forward when the barking of a dog suddenly sounded.
The former pulled out Magnum's revolver for the first time.
Two Labradors ran out of the living room and yelled at the three Edmunds.
John, the male dog, was a little fierce and pounced on Edmund.
Seeing such a big dog pounce, Aix and Diaz raised their revolvers at the same time.
Bang bang bang gunshot!
John was shot in the head, screamed, and fell to Edmund's feet.
A shot hits Daisy in the neck, and the screams, turns around and runs.
I didn't run far, and I fell down.
"Hurry up!"
The three of them were very bold, and they didn't leave immediately after shooting, but went into the living room to find the box that the porter said: "Find something valuable!" Hurry! ”
As soon as Diaz finished shouting, the sound of a high-powered pickup truck came from the front yard, and it seemed that someone had returned, and there was more than one car!
Alone, they don't care.
But for more than one person, it's better to go first.
Edmund rushed faster than anyone else, and ran the same way: "The people are back, go quickly!" Come on! ”
The three of them didn't care about anything else, and ran to the back door.
rushed out of the door in one go, jumped into the car, and urged Alfonso: "Boss, go quickly!" ”
At the front door, just as they approached Marcus's rented house, five people who had come in two cars heard gunshots.
The experienced Bruce judged for the first time: "Magnum's revolver's gunfire!" ”
The pickup truck in front of it creaked to a halt, and Marcus, Kane, and Chad jumped out, each holding an M9, and rushed into the yard.
Bruce also pulled out his gun and got out of the car unhurriedly.
Martin cautiously followed behind, a Glock in his hand.
Marcus, who was at the front, shouted, "Daisy, John! ”
No response.
He opened the door and flashed in, but there was no one in the room, but there was a pungent smell of blood.
"Daisy!" Marcus's roar was heard outside, with great pain.
Kane, Chad and Bruce followed, with Martin still walking last.
In the living room, a Labrador named Daisy is lying in a pool of blood, unresponsive.
Marcus' heart ached to the extreme, and he closed Daisy's dog eyes and ran towards the back door again, where he saw the corpse of another Labrador John.
The dog got a headshot.
"Ahh Ahh
Marcus threw his head up and roared, venting his inner pain.
Chad also had a dog, and roughly understood this mood, and whispered, "Damn it! ”
Marcus lightly touched the wound on John's head, closed his eyes for it, and stood up.
Martin suggested, "Call the police. ”
Marcus nodded and said to Kane, "Call the police for me." ”
He turned and walked towards the kitchen, to the storage room, where there was a table connected to the front and back door monitors.
Marcus called up the monitor, stepped back for a while, took out another case, clicked open the combination lock, took out the tactical vest and put it on, took out two M9s and magazines, and inserted them into the vest.
"Dude, calm down!" Martin persuaded.
Marcus said, "They killed my dog!" ”
(It is said that this is the earliest creative origin of the Rush Hunt, and it is not known whether it is true or not.) )
(End of chapter)