Harlem, New York.

It's a huge area, and it's not like all the streets are badly secured.

But the place where a vicious Salvadoran, like Hector, hides, is absolutely chaotic.

The sound of gunfire rang out from time to time in the surroundings, always reminding passers-by that this was the place.

Now this time, in these streets.

Even the New York police were reluctant to come and patrol, the streets were full of old blacks, wandering warblers and homeless people, and the people who came first to buy the happy pills in the back did not even dare to turn off the car, ready to flee at any time.

This is not bad, in the deeper places, it is more silent and deserted, and even the cars rarely pass by.

Just on the dark corner of this place, three cars were parked.

A group of people crowded into a Saab class, discussing the next move, Ethan put the phone in front of everyone, and enlarged the screen with two fingers:

"There are only two entrances and exits here, one in front and one behind."

"The whole building, in the shape of a hollow word."

"In the middle is the patio, surrounded by horizontal corridors on all sides, and all of them are densely packed with rooms, and our goal is in the corner on the left side of the fifth floor."

"There are no fire stairs outside, so there is no need to worry about him escaping from somewhere else."

He looked at the crowd and continued:

"It's just that there is a problem, because the information is more urgent, and now I am not sure how many people there are on the other side."

Luckily, Garber found the blueprint of the building and found that there were several cameras in the building, and he found Hector's hiding place through the cameras.

Although Hector escaped using a rope ladder to escape, the building's exterior windows were largely sealed.

There's no need to worry about him repeating his old tricks.

"Don't worry, no matter how many people there are, we're going to smash them to pieces." The Zaki squeezed his fingers and looked at Phillips.

As Ethan spoke, he was also looking at the operation team.

Four men and two women, although they are temporarily dispatched, the spirit of these people is very good, and one of them has such a fierce atmosphere.

The same is true for Zaki, including Zaki.

Those who can get into the FBI are the best of the best.

I don't know my temperament and personality, but my ability is definitely the best choice.

"Listen." Phillips, who had been in various departments, looked at ease in command, waved his arms and said, "Don't underestimate these places, body armor, bulletproof caps are all on me." ”

"Where a bandit like Hector can be hidden, there will be people like him in the building."

He continued, "I don't want to see accidents. ”

"Also, this is an extremely dangerous person who killed two of his peers in Chicago."

"Everybody needs to be vigilant, understand?"

Although he was very relaxed, he still had to explain what he had to say.

"Yes, sir."

"No problem."

The violent crime department he led is also an elite department, and the people in it are also experienced in a hundred battles, and while they have agreed repeatedly, their mentality is very relaxed.

Bigger cases have been dealt with, and I am afraid of a small fugitive.

Zaki's eyes swept over the three Chicago cops, and a flash of contempt flashed in his eyes.

"As for you." Phillips looked at Ethan and the three of them, and his eyes wandered for a moment: "You two have no law enforcement powers, and you are not allowed to do anything unless you have to, understand?" ”

"Understood." Atwer nodded his head.

"Two?" Russec looked at the three of himself and held out three fingers to Phillips.

"Detective Morgan." Phillips ignored his reminder and looked at Ethan, "Did you bring a gun?" ”

With such a good hand, of course he will not let go.

Ethan didn't speak, but directly lifted his coat and showed the python revolver inside.

"If you need to, you can do whatever you want." Phillips shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "Hector will let you take it back to Chicago afterwards, you can't just do nothing at all." ”

"Rest assured, this is a temporary call-up."

This guy laughs with very bad nasolabial folds, like a little old man.

Ethan's middle finger was about to move, but he still pressed the thought.

With so many subordinates here, it is still necessary to save a little face for Phillips.

Hearing the words of the boss of his department, several FBI elites set their eyes on Ethan, some were angry, some were provocative, and some were eager to try.

People who can survive in these places, if nothing else, are absolutely competitive and first-class.

Ethan quietly put away his mobile phone, did not make eye contact with these people at all, and it was best not to do his own, catch someone early, and go to drink flower wine with Uncle as soon as possible.

For reasons of two directions, Felix arranged the manpower.

Ethan, Rusek, and Atwater were naturally together, and they arranged two more people, one was a girl with short black hair, and the other was a big old black, who was very strong and looked like a tough character.

The black-haired short-haired detective made Ethan feel very amazing, his name is Jill, and he looks like the character of the same name in the movie Resident Evil II.

The big old black is called Odd, with a scar on his cheek and a smart look in his eyes.

Several people crossed arms and nodded and shook hands with each other.

"Boss."

Another detective with a resolute face asked, "Do you want to arrange for another person to come over?" ”

"That's right."

Zaki nodded in agreement.

Although he was only going upstairs, in his opinion, two teammates with three oil bottles were a bit risky.

"It's an order."

Phillips sank his face: "Pack up your gear and set off in three minutes." ”

"Roger."

Everyone replied in a low voice, and hurriedly took out the equipment from behind.

That is, the Sabo class, changing to another car, squeezing so many people in the car, turning around is a problem.

Ethan handed a bulletproof vest to the front, there was still a person left just now, and he kept observing the situation outside, and then put a bulletproof vest on his body, and at the same time put on a bulletproof helmet.

They don't usually use this thing.

The three of them looked at each other's three letters of the FBI on their chests, all with strange expressions, and Ethan smiled a little.

I've seen so many FBI warnings, but this is the first time I've worn it.

There is nothing to say about weapons and equipment, they are all common things, such as Glock, AR15, MP5, Remington, which can be used by the police department for a long time, naturally have their advantages.

After the law enforcement officers get used to it, even if they go to other departments, they will use these guys back.

After Ethan put on their communication equipment, the group quickly got out of the car.

Jill took the lead, carrying the AR15 to the back with a brisk pace, the big Black Odd following closely behind, and Ethan and the others quickly following the pace.

A group of people separated, four at the front door and five at the back door.

Like two black mambas, swim towards an old apartment building next to it. (End of chapter)