Walking out of the bathroom in big pants, Jack stood in front of the window of his second-floor bedroom and lit a cigar, Emily had threatened to prevent him from wandering around the downstairs living room shirtless, so no one would say anything in his bedroom.

He was smoking a cigarette and thinking about the previous battle in his mind, when he saw three vans slowly approaching on the road leading to his home in the distance.

The three cars were in a line, the speed was very slow, and there were no lights, and Jack chuckled in his heart, and a bad premonition was given that the nearest house to his house was also a hundred meters away, and it was obvious that it was coming for his house.

He jumped to the door in two steps, turned off the lights in the room, picked up a bathrobe and draped it on, and shouted to Emily, who was still bathing in the bathroom downstairs, "Emily, you'd better get dressed now." ”

Then he returned to the window, raised his visual perception to the highest level, and looked sideways from the window, while picking up the mobile phone on the table with one hand, and after hesitating for half a second, he called Tim.

"Man, can you send a patrol police car over and take a look, there may be some uninvited guests in my house."

Tim, who was on the other side of the phone, suddenly came to his senses when he heard this, "You were followed when you went back?" ”

Jack watched the three vans stop in a vacant lot seventy or eighty meters away from his house, had already opened the door, and pouted disdainfully, is he such a careless person?

"How is it possible, someone has checked my file in LAPD through hacking before, and I should have obtained my address from it."

"OK, I'm just getting ready to get off work, come here with John, don't be too heavy, the patrolmen have seen enough corpses today."

Tim's tone on the phone was very relaxed, he didn't mean to worry about Jack at all, just kidding, although this guy didn't have much reputation outside, he had already become a legend in their circle.

Besides, he looked at the small arsenal in Jack's basement, slowly accumulating bit by bit from nothing.

Tim once joked with John in private, even if the entire Wilshire Police Department was dispatched, it was estimated that he would not be able to take the prepared Jack.

Even the SWAT squad to which the LAPD belongs has to rely on special armored vehicles to have a certain chance of victory, and of course at what cost it will be, that's another matter.

Jack looked at the person getting out of the car at the head, raised a huge telescope in his hand and put it in front of him, and couldn't help frowning, this is prepared.

You must know that although military night vision devices are not common on the black market, it is not difficult to get a large telescope with night vision function for civilian use.

He didn't dodge, he held a cigarette in his mouth, exposed straight to the window, and raised a middle finger at the man who was observing his house.

Sure enough, this guy immediately put down the binoculars in his hand, turned around and seemed to say something behind him, and then waved his hand again, and more than a dozen people suddenly got down from the three vans, and then pointed at Xiaolou.

In the next second, Jack's eyes widened, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

“RPG！ Call SWAT all! ”

He yelled at his phone, threw it and turned to run, what did he see? The dozen or so people who got out of the car were not only fully armed, but three of them were carrying thick and long barrels on their shoulders.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ”

The silence of the night sky was broken by three shrill howls that sounded almost simultaneously, and the distance of seventy or eighty meters was fleeting, followed by a loud bang.

"Boom!"

The second floor of the small building was directly blasted, and the shattered glass and various fragments shot out of the cracked windows with firelight.

Seconds later, three more not-so-straight trajectories crossed the open space where the attacker was and Jack's small building, burrowing into the floor-to-ceiling windows and the main entrance on the first floor, and once again blazing.

The sound of the explosion even alarmed the vehicles parked on the side of the road hundreds of meters away, and for a while, the sound of car sirens in the distance rang out one after another, resounding in the night sky.

"Dog, dog!" The leader urged a few times, and the militants behind him, bent over and armed with assault rifles, divided into four groups, each group of three, with a standard tactical alert posture, rushed towards the small building that had been beaten into thousands of holes.

Seventy or eighty meters is not far away, but it is not close, and under normal circumstances, any athlete who has received basic training can run in less than 12 seconds in 100 meters.

And these four teams of militants were still very cautious in taking the squad as a unit, alternately covering cover, and it took nearly two minutes to come to the foot of the steps outside the porch of the small building.

The man in the lead, Doyle's most loyal subordinate, Liem, watched as his 12 men reached the bottom of the steps on the porch of the small building, leaned back in the front of the car quite comfortably, lit himself a cigarette, and took a deep puff.

This group of people is a great gift that he has prepared for his respected boss Elr over the years, and after training for 5 years, he raided a heavily guarded prison in Dirt Crane in the first battle, rescued his boss, and escaped without losing a single person.

Originally, there were a total of 16 such elites, but tonight, in an inexplicable encounter, the own side that occupied the lead was killed by a young FBI who didn't have any hair, and with the cooperation of that stinky watch, 4 of them were killed in one go.

And he and the boss fled in embarrassment, how could Riem swallow this breath.

This time, he not only wants to kill the FBI who disgraced him, but also arrests that stinky watch, and his boss designs this and that, it is better to start directly.

Anyway, the retreat has been arranged, and if someone is caught tonight, he will be able to smuggle back to Mexico.

When the first group of militants came to the broken gate of the small building, the power inside was completely cut off, there were no lights, only a few sporadic flames burning on the ground, releasing an insignificant light.

The person at the front carefully stepped one foot on the steps, and the thick-soled military boots stepped on the glass shards all over the floor, making a slight cracking sound.

He listened intently, and the room was silent, except for the occasional crackling sound or two, and there was no moaning of someone who was hurt.

The man approached the crumbling door frame and did not dare to lean on it, but while observing the situation in the room, he bent his elbows, pointed his forearms vertically to the ground, formed an L-shape with his shoulders, closed his fingers, and swung forward from behind, signaling the team to move forward.

The two teammates behind him turned on the tactical flashlight at the same time, grabbed the assault rifle and prepared to enter the house, but they were just stepping onto the steps.

There was a sudden thud in the room, as if something metal had fallen on the floor, followed by an ominous humming sound that was lower than the sound of a chainsaw, but more terrifying.

"I haven't paid off my TM loan yet! Yes! Yes! ”

With a roar like a mad tiger, thin lines as straight as lasers pierced the darkness, and a piercing scream tore through the night sky, turning everything in front of them into a hell of flesh and blood.

"Smack!" Riem touched his lips, the cigarette he had just smoked two puffs fell to the ground, and he looked at the small building not far away, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Die for me!!" Jack was draped in a nightgown that smelled of burnt, revealing his naked chest, his arms were swollen with muscles, and he was holding an M134 "Miling Vulcan Cannon" steadily, dragging a long bullet chain behind him, and appeared at the door of the small building.

Pass! Pass!

(End of chapter)