The four lanes were all blocked, and the vehicles on the other three lanes were moving forward at a pace of moving forward five or six meters every one or two minutes, only the lane where the six Saab classes of the action team were located seemed to be welded to the road, and five minutes passed without any movement.

A gust of wind and sand blew, bringing up the garbage and advertising paper that were discarded on the side of the road, made Jack's mind a little distracted, and if he whistled to blow a song "Titole" at this time, it would really feel like a big western guest.

I have the impression that there is a classic map in Call of Duty 19 called Santa Sina Crossing Point, and the scene in it is almost a replica of the scene in front of me.

The area between the crossings between the two sides is currently a gray area under international law, somewhat similar to the high seas, where neither the United States nor the Mexican police have enforcement powers.

This is also why Matt said before that the other party wants to do it at the border, and the border in his mouth refers to this area.

The broken car was no coincidence, and everyone knew it, but reality is not a game, and there are not a few innocent civilians in every car.

If things get out of hand and there is an exchange of fire between the two sides, God knows how many people will fall under stray bullets.

So the best thing to do now is to isolate the attackers in advance and control them first, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

Jack thought as he carefully observed every car in his vicinity, especially the enclosed vans and cars full of people who couldn't see the inside, and then further observed whether the people in the cars had any obvious features.

There is no specific scope for the so-called obvious features, and all people with tattoos, nervous looks, and possibly armed people are within the scope of suspicion.

Jack has been a patrol officer for a while, and this is what he is good at.

An F150 converted into a camper slowly stepped forward, still covered with black film, Jack's heart couldn't help but move, but when he saw the two bearded Texas cowboys in the cab again, he didn't pay any more attention.

At this time, even Jane picked up the Noveske N4 that had been placed at her feet to guard, and after helping Jack clean the gun last night, this one was temporarily used by her, including the non-logo body armor and plug board on her body at this time, which were also high-end goods provided by Jack.

"Second lane on the left, red Impala, my direction at ten o'clock." Jack's eyes lit up, he had already found his target.

These guys are a little unscrupulous, there are four fierce guys in this car, all of them are Latinos, some are inch-headed, some are simply bald-headed, and they are not good people at first glance.

Of course, Jack is not judging people by his appearance, but he is actually the skinny monkey in the passenger seat, with tattoos all over his body and bald head, and the characteristics are too obvious, typical of the image of a gang thug.

"Roger, repeat, two red Impala on the left." The headset heard a reply from Matt's partner Michael, who was sitting in the back car.

Jack pressed the button and lowered the four windows, although the bulletproof glass can block bullets, but it also means that his side cannot fight back, now it is necessary to strike first, so naturally prepare in advance.

"Three lanes on the left, seven o'clock, green Civic." A circular was also issued by Delta in another car.

With a "click", Alejandro opened the telescopic butt of the M5A3 submachine gun in his hand, reclined the seat slightly, and sideways pointed the muzzle of the silencer out the window.

"Guns!" He reported his findings succinctly.

"There's a gun, there's a gun on the left!" Matt repeated out loud.

"What are the rules of engagement?" There is Delta asked in the channel.

"They do it, we can do it." Matt replied.

"Ask to get out of the car and investigate!" Someone else said.

"Stay in the car, you can do what the other party does, and when the other party gets out of the car, you can get out of the car."

Hearing Matt's answer, Jack directly pulled the handbrake, put the HK417 on his lap, held the gun in his right hand, and put his left hand on the door handle.

Now that the cards are clear, everyone has shown their weapons, and there is no doubt that they are sending a signal of deterrence, and we have found you.

A yellow Texas Shepherd barked in a pickup truck near the end of the convoy, seemingly sensing the tension.

However, I don't know whether to say that these killers are not afraid of death or too stupid, the skinny monkey covered in tattoos stared at the direction of the convoy, and one hand subconsciously opened the car door.

"Get out of the car!" At the same time, Matt gave an order.

"Follow me." As Jack said this to Jane, he quickly opened the car door, picked up HK417, and pointed the gun at the red Impara, his steps were not large, but the speed was extremely fast, starting from his shoulder, without the slightest movement.

Although this team has never practiced coordination, whether it is Matt and Michael, who are operational agents, or well-trained Delta, they consciously put on an L-shaped formation, effectively avoiding crossfire.

The kind of practice in the movie that surrounds you from all sides, as if your teammates are all injured, cannot appear in reality.

At this time, the killers made a fatal mistake, they moved too slowly, hesitated, and when Jack and the rest of the team got close to the position of three or four meters in front of the car, and the muzzle of the gun almost reached the tip of their noses, except for the skinny monkey, the others had just opened the car door and did not have time to get out of the car.

"Don't move! Calm down! Calm down! Jack spoke loudly in Spanish, but his tone seemed to soothe the other person's emotions like a child, and he looked around with his peripheral vision, and the other green Civic was also surrounded by the Delta team, and the killer on it didn't even have time to open the door.

"Calm down! Calm down! Put the gun down! Matt appeared to his right, shouting in Spanish as well.

Sweat trickled down the skinny monkey's forehead and into his eyes, causing him to blink incessantly, and his right hand, which was holding a Sig Sauer P226DAK pistol, twitched nervously as if it were spasmodic.

These guys definitely took drugs before going out, and Jack turned the fast and slow machine to adjust the HK417 to fully automatic mode.

Meanwhile, Matt is making a last-ditch effort in Spanish, "Don't move! Drop your weapon! Want to die? ”

The thin monkey looked around hesitantly, and saw that the car of his accomplice behind him was also surrounded, and his face was desperate, and Jack's finger had already pulled the trigger, ready to go.

"Click" At the moment when the other party raised the gun, Jack pulled the trigger.

Matt's G28 and Alessandro's M5A3 also opened fire at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, the three killers in Red Imperane did not fire a single shot, including the driver who was not armed with a weapon, and all were killed.

The four killers in another green Civic trembled as the shots rang out, but they didn't dare to move at all under the guns of Michael and Delta.

Jack thought that Michael would force the other party to throw out the weapon, and the matter was over, but he deliberately removed the muzzle of the gun, and the Delta team members around him also made alternate cover retreats, and even one person turned sideways.

They were doomed, Jack thought to himself, and sure enough, when he saw the muzzle of the gun pointed at him, he moved away, and the killer in the car pulled the car door and wanted to take it by surprise.

However, in the next second, the muzzle of the gun moved back again, and several assault rifles opened fire at the same time.

The shootout is so hard to write, boom~~~

(End of chapter)