Chapter 34 SIR?
At nine o'clock in the morning, four men walked into a residential building at No. 19, New Mexico. They were wearing very ordinary jackets. What was puzzling was that these guys were sweating on their heads and zipping their clothes up in the stuffy weather. The grim expression on their faces looked like the soldiers who glared at the enemy after they stepped onto the battlefield, and they didn't look at the smile at all. Half an hour has passed." ir?
I smiled at the weekend, and the word sounded very comfortable. In the past two years in the United States, he called others "private" with respect. Now, this young man who just entered the police station, who thought that the respect expressed by the leaders in the command car really made him feel a little more vanity in his heart on the weekend.
"Boss, how are you doing?" He picked up the walkie-talkie and asked on the weekend.
Pablo's voice came quickly: "We are coordinating with the people from the Special Operations Bureau. According to Director Matthew's intention, it should be that the people from Swat (SWAT) rush in first, and then we will enter the scene and finish the case."
Hearing this, he laughed with emotion over the weekend. The police detective’s treatment is good. When encountering a big case, the special police will come first, and the patrol officer will take the lead. The situation from wearing a police uniform to wearing a suit is to be a cannon fodder and the other is a treasure.
I gave up my thoughts on the weekend and observed the Los Angeles Swat police officers in the monitor. Judging from the equipment, they were no different from the US Army. In the early years, the special police guns in Hollywood movies had all become the most exquisite weapons, and the mp5 assault rifle had long disappeared. Now wearing blue police uniforms, with bulletproof vests on the upper body, leggings on the lower body, and pistol holsters on the thighs that are most suitable for reaching out. They are simply a special army for this city. Even the infrared scope and tactical guides on the military-style rifles they hold are all available like the Army. The only difference is that the Los Angeles SWAT is not wearing an AUC camouflage tactical vest. However, the quality of the body armor should not be any problem, the difference is that the color has turned into black.
"Mexican, today you should pray for yourself." He said this when he withdrew his gaze over the weekend.
“Private.”
The technician reminded Zhouzhang at this moment: "Look."
A very special scene appeared on the monitor screen. Originally, the street was very "clean", and the patrol officers were guarding the intersections on both sides of the street to prevent residents and citizens from passing through. Now, all the vehicles and people walking on this street were specially arranged by the police. What they were afraid of was to alert the snake. However, when looking at the monitor screen pointed by the technician on the weekend, they suddenly found a large number of reporters risking their lives at the intersection and holding the camera to shoot!
"These bastards." He grabbed the walkie-talkie again on the weekend and said, "Boss, where did the reporters come from! If they were doing midday news, it would probably destroy our plans. Maybe the evacuation plan was not completed yet, and the Mexicans already knew they were trapped in the building!"
Could it be Matthew?
When he finished this sentence on the weekend, he suddenly thought of a question: Matthew is the best candidate for the position of chief of the Los Angeles Police Department. If he seizes this opportunity to show off in front of the media, he will not only get rid of the awkward period of cases and make a lot of political achievements for himself.
"Stop worrying, that was an interview made by Director Matthew, saying it was to increase the influence of the police station." Pablo's answer was powerless. He had the courage to use dullness to protect his subordinates in front of the deputy director, but did not have the ability to manipulate the deputy director. At most, he was just sighing when facing all this.
Touch, touch.
The door of the command vehicle was knocked, and a special operations officer in casual clothes stood outside the command vehicle and said, "Privately, all residents on the third floor except Room 31 have been evacuated."
When I heard this report on the weekend, I called Matthew and the answer was: "Operate as planned."
At that moment, the first order since becoming a policeman was issued in the command vehicle on the weekend: "Swat is responsible for blocking the door of 31. The detectives and patrol officers of the Anti-Black and Drug Enforcement Department began to evacuate the entire building, and try to evacuate everyone downstairs without disturbing the Mexicans. If the Mexicans notice anything, they do not need to report and shoot them immediately!"
Matthew got on the command car after the special police left. When he pulled the door up the second, the whole scene began to become subtle. Logically, the person who was sitting in the command car with the deputy director was not in the turn of the weekend. Although Pablo needed to coordinate with the Special Operations Bureau, Nick wanted to control the entire anti-black and anti-drug department operation, he jumped off the building of Lambert's house and injured his foot... It seemed that none of these reasons were enough to get the weekend into the command car, unless the deputy director, who said in the office that he was unwilling to give the weekend a chance to improve his chances, changed his view of the weekend. Before making a plan, he found that this guy was actually not only smart enough to solve the case, but also knew how to touch his boss's intentions, and planned to give him a chance to try it.
"Zhou, what's the situation on the scene?" the deputy director asked without hesitation.
The weekend responded: "The plan is being implemented smoothly. Our people have evacuated all the residents on the third floor, and the Mexicans have not been alarmed during this period. According to the plan, the special police have rushed up and set up guns at the entrance of the third floor at the entrance of the elevator at two directions at the entrance of the elevator. In this way, even if the residents are alarmed when evacuating them, we can control the situation in time. After all, the elevator is in the middle of the floor. Mexicans cannot get out of the building without touching the elevator, and it is impossible to expand the harm."
"Good job." Matthew nodded, saying nothing.
At that time, the SWAT began to enter the corridor with guns, and a roundup was about to begin.
"Zhou, what do you think of Pablo as a man?"
After hearing this sentence over the weekend, he had a sudden inspiration and said in the second before Matthew finished speaking: "Privately, the action has begun." Then he said as if he had said it together: "Ah, what did you say just now?"
"Nothing."
I secretly thanked that I was quick enough on the weekend, otherwise I would have to face a dilemma. A subordinate talked to Daboss about his leadership. Isn’t that crazy? What can I say? I praised Pablo so hard because of protecting my son? This is what a subordinate should do. After all, you are Pablo’s person, but in Matthew’s eyes? Oh, you kid recognize Pablo; talk about Pablo’s shortcomings? Pablo has shortcomings, but he feels that he is indifferent to talking about Pablo’s shortcomings in front of Matthew on the weekend!
From beginning to end, since I met Pablo, there is no place for people to be sorry for you. Now I am still holding you step by step as a person who is carrying the flag in the Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department. Is it not something that should be done by individuals.
When the Special Operations Bureau's special police put the gun in the corridor, another part of the special police quickly passed by the door of Room 31. On the weekend, he put aside all the thoughts in his mind. A tense atmosphere began to permeate the command car, especially when the residents upstairs began to be escorted down in groups by police officers. On weekends, they were afraid that these ordinary residents would have any mistakes and Matthew raised his heart to his throat.
It is impossible for so many people to walk around the corridor to avoid being heard by the Mexicans in this building. Otherwise, there would be no need to spend all their time blocking the swat people on the weekend and never letting them show up. At the most critical moment, the weekend was not concerned about who was the commander-in-chief and said, "No matter who sees the door of 31 open, you can shoot directly through the door. Repeat. Before the residents completely leave the building, as long as they see the door of 31 open, even if it is just a crack, shoot immediately and shoot immediately."
Matthew looked back at the weekend and asked, "Are you anxious?"
Chapter completed!