North American riot police: Start by arresting P. Diddy!

Chapter 117 "Listen! What you are facing this time is not an ordinary person!" (asking for monthly tickets)
night.

There was a light drizzle in the sky.

On the streets of North District, on an overpass.

A man wearing a tattered coat and a black baseball cap, with a heavy backpack slung over his shoulder, walked steadily forward in the rain.

It was the evening rush hour after get off work, and the middle of the road was crowded with cars shuttling back and forth.

At this moment, a car suddenly stopped by the roadside.

A little boy jumped out of the car and ran to the bridge in small steps. Behind him, he heard the helpless urging voices of his parents in the car.

After reaching the bridge wall, the boy unzipped his pants, and the new pump suddenly emerged in a high, arched silver arc.

Just as the boy was twisting his waist and swinging the silver thread for fun, a crisp "click" sound suddenly came from not far away, passing through the rain curtain and reaching his ears.

The boy turned his head and his mouth opened uncontrollably.

I saw a man who looked like a homeless man holding a thick gun in his arms, and without even looking, he fired two black objects at the street lights on both sides of the road below.

After doing all this, Rorschach slowly turned his head, put a finger to his mouth, and looked at the little boy who was in a hurry to pee with a smile.

"shush"

Messy hair, messy stubble, and that cold smile.

The boy was so scared that he started crying while peeing and ran back to the car, which led to a barrage of scolding from his family.

After the car drove away, Rorschach smiled, slung his gun bag over his shoulder, and looked for the target location again.

At this time, on the road more than ten kilometers away from here.

A convoy of six Cadillac "Beasts" was speeding through the rain.

There are two tactical SUVs guarding the front and back, and the Speaker's car in the middle.

"What's going on with the bait?"

"There are currently no problems with the three temptation teams."

"Where are the FPS guys?"

"On the way to the safe house, about ten minutes to arrive."

"Have the hostage rescue team arrived yet?"

"They are right behind us. They will arrive soon."

"Very good. You all should be extremely vigilant. Once we get to the safe house, I will use my authority to immediately mobilize the Capitol Police to block off three nearby streets. We must dig out that damned criminal!"

The special agent who was reporting information in the front seat couldn't help but ask after hearing this: "Street blocking needs to be reported to the city government in advance."

"There's no time to go through the formalities now!" Pelari interrupted impatiently, "This is an emergency! Before dawn tonight, I must see Rorschach Butcher's body stuffed into a body bag!"

"understand!"

The special agent said no more and looked around attentively, trying to eliminate any unexpected situations.

Behind them, Pelari always felt a little uneasy.

She gripped the armrest tightly and looked at her watch impatiently.

She now suddenly regretted not taking a helicopter directly to the safe house.

However, even if I get on a helicopter, I would still be worried about encountering handheld anti-aircraft weapons on the ground.

"Just a lucky ghetto bastard."

Pelari shook his head, trying to calm himself down.

She had seen too much blood and horror in her long political career, but nothing like today, where an escaped prisoner announced in advance that he was going to kill her.

This is really the first time!
At this moment, the pager in front suddenly rang.

"What happened?" Pelari asked hurriedly.

The special agent frowned slightly, "There's been a traffic accident five kilometers ahead, and the road is being diverted."

"Huh, a car accident? I think he's deliberately trying to lure us into his trap. Does this guy think we're fools?"

Pelari sneered and said in a deep voice, "Keep going forward and don't change the route!"

The secret agent nodded and gave the Speaker's instructions on the pager.

In fact, it was not only Pelari. As the captain of the special forces of this escort operation, even he himself felt that the route should not be changed.

First of all, they sent out a total of three decoy teams this time, and it was impossible for the other party to lock the real route in such a short time.

Secondly, they were riding in high-standard bulletproof vehicles second only to the presidential car. Even if they were discovered, he was confident that the other party would not have a quick way to stop them.

The convoy continued its journey.

On the road ahead, the traffic volume is getting smaller and smaller.

Because of the traffic accident, most of the cars were diverted to the overpass ahead.

Looking through the car window at this time, in the misty drizzle, their row of cars was almost the only one speeding on the road.

Pelari grew increasingly restless.

She looked at her watch again. The second hand had already passed zero, and time had moved forward abruptly.

It's eight o'clock!
"boom--!!!"

A violent explosion suddenly sounded outside the car!

The two street lamps exploded into two pieces from the middle like branches broken by a giant. The upper half drooped down, but the steel bars were still connected.

The special forces captain quickly scanned the area and immediately understood what was happening after seeing the fracture clearly.

Thermite + Micro-blasting Device!!!

"The target has appeared!"

He shouted into the pager: "Be prepared and be alert!"

However, even though he gave the first warning and the car in front slammed on the brakes, the huge inertia of the bulletproof car still caused the front wheels to hit the fallen lamppost!
“Crunch—Sizzle!!!”

The broken part of the lamp pole was like a claw, piercing into the armor gap under the car, and was dragged forward by the wheel!

The upper half of the street lamp rubbed wildly against the asphalt road, emitting a series of dazzling sparks in the rainy night!
Faced with such an emergency, the leading car was forced to brake suddenly, and the second car behind it was unable to react in time and rear-ended it with a "bang".

"Fuck! The rear car has become the front car! Change the route on the overpass!" Seeing this, the special forces captain no longer hesitated and shouted to the vehicle behind.

His mission is to safely get the Speaker to the safe house. As for fighting with the target on the way, that is the job of the Capitol Police.

However, Pelari rejected the order outright.

"No! You can't go on the bridge!"

She snatched the pager and growled in panic, "Listen! The people you're dealing with this time aren't just ordinary criminals!"

"This Rorschach Butcher has carried out multiple terrorist attacks in the past week! The death toll is countless! You cannot go up to the bridge, absolutely not!"

"That bastard must have installed a large amount of explosives on the bridge! As soon as we get on the bridge, we will be buried alive by the broken bridge!"

Upon hearing this, the special agent could not help but persuade him, "Speaker, the amount of explosives required to blow up the bridge is huge. It is impossible to obtain it and install it quietly in a day."

"No way! This bastard can even take down an F15! How do you know he can't get that much explosives?!"

At this moment, in Pelari's mind, Rorschach's image has almost been demonized, and she will never allow herself to fall into a possible crisis.

The special agent gritted his teeth helplessly, ignored the lead vehicle being dragged by the light pole, and instructed the rest of the vehicles to continue forward. Suddenly—

boom--!
A gunshot suddenly rang out!
In front, on the crown arch of the overpass, a figure was lying on it, holding a sniper rifle, firing bullet after bullet at the target!

It's not the tire, the run-flat tire can still drive normally even if it is punctured.

It's not glass either. Multi-layer thickened bulletproof glass is difficult to penetrate quickly even by armor-piercing bullets.

Rorschach's targets are only the radiator covers of these bulletproof cars!
"Bang Bang Bang!!!"
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338 Lapua Magnum armor-piercing shells were fired at the same target one after another.

His goal was to break through the hood, causing the engine to overheat and stop.

"Damn it, how did this bastard find our driving route?!"

The special agent cursed, glanced at Perari, who was already hunched over in the back seat, and instructed the driver to ignore the bullets and rush across the overpass ahead.

At this time, the three bulletproof vehicles in front had almost lost their ability to move and were parked crookedly in the middle of the road.

The special agents in the car looked more nervous than each other, but because of the presence of the sniper, no one dared to get out.

The car passed the lamppost that was dragged for more than ten meters and drove quickly forward.

At this moment, the sniper rifle on top suddenly stopped after failing to hit the hood of the defensive driver's bulletproof car several times in a row!

At this moment, the rain was getting heavier and it was difficult to see what was happening on the bridge through the windshield.

Upon seeing this, the special agent opened the car window slightly and listened carefully.

Immediately afterwards, a "hissing" sound of violent friction suddenly reached his ears.

On the crown of the bridge, Rorschach suddenly jumped down!
Behind him, a high-strength Kevlar steel wire rope that had been arranged in advance and nailed into the concrete with a hydraulic anchor was hissing wildly in the downhill device!

Taking advantage of inertia, Rorschach curled up his legs and swung towards the center of the convoy like a pendulum.

The sunroof of the bulletproof car rapidly enlarged in the field of vision.
When he was two meters away from the roof of the car, Rorschach suddenly released the downhill gear and used the strength of his waist and abdomen to twist his posture.

"Bam—!"

He slammed his knees down on the hood of Pelari's car, and the bulletproof steel groaned under the weight.

By the time the special forces realized all this, it was already too late.

The wire still dangled behind Rorschach, like a noose from which to hang an execution.

He looked at Perari, who was hunched over in the back seat, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

As for how to find each other?
The decoy convoy's tires showed minimal wear, and the vehicles showed no signs of mine-resistant suspension reinforcement. The ballistic coating also came from a slightly different batch.
Not only that.

With the help of the [Master of Trace Analysis], Rorschach could even find more than three subtle flaws that were inconsistent with Pelari himself from those stand-ins whose bodies were only half exposed under the umbrella.

"Fake!!!"

When Pelari saw Rorschach, he could no longer suppress the anger and hatred in his heart.

She pounded the seat hysterically and yelled, "Kill him! Crush him into a pulp!"

The bulletproof car suddenly accelerated forward, but Rorschach's hand, gripping the rearview mirror, remained motionless.

No, not only was he not thrown away, but he used the force to flip sideways and nimbly jumped to the side of the car.

Under Pelari's horrified gaze, Rorschach opened his tactical bag, took out the pre-prepared thermite and magnesium fuses, and with skillful techniques, pasted them on the bottom, windows and roof of the car respectively.

Thermite reaction can produce a high temperature of 2500°C. Back then, when the US military dismantled abandoned tanks on the battlefield, they used thermite.

Thirty seconds.

In just thirty seconds, the high temperature can burn through a ten-centimeter-thick steel plate.

Although bulletproof glass is impact-resistant, continuous local heating above 800°C will cause delamination and explosion.

Soon, this "beast" bulletproof car will turn into an iron coffin with leaks on all sides.

The molten iron drew a long line on the ground, making a "hissing" sound of burning.

Rorschach stared at Pelari, who was clinging to the opposite door, through the bulletproof glass that was vibrating violently in the high temperature.

"Start repenting, and pray that your repentance can reach heaven faster than my anger. Otherwise..."

Rorschach slammed his fist on the glass and growled through gritted teeth:
"When the police dig your carbonized head out of the ashes, they'll need a microscope to tell which is the burnt skull and which is your rotting conscience!"

In the light of the exploding flames, his face looked as hideous as a demon of judgment.

Pellari screamed and collapsed, and with trembling hands he took out a custom-made pistol from his briefcase, pointed it at Rorschach outside the window and was about to pull the trigger.

But at the critical moment, she gritted her teeth and resisted the impulse.

At this time, the bullet will not only fail to penetrate the glass, but will only bounce into the car.

"boom!"

There was a sudden gunshot.

Rorschach jerked his head aside, and a bullet grazed his ear.

The special agents in the three escort vehicles at the rear had all leaned out of the windows, and a dense network of fire instantly enveloped them.

At this time, the two Perari cars he was holding had slowed down to an extreme level. Obviously, there were problems inside in the high temperature and they could no longer continue to move.

Luo Xia decisively let go and rolled to the ground. While dodging flexibly in the rain of bullets, his right hand had already reached into the gun bag at his waist.

The next second, he held a rifle and fired accurately and continuously, each shot hitting the head, instantly killing the special agent in the nearest car.

He stopped dodging.

Stand up straight.

Press down with one hand.

Pull the trigger.

The bullets fired by the special forces hit him, but he couldn't even take a step back as they were firmly blocked by his bulletproof vest.

And those bullets shot at his head were dodged by him by quickly turning his head in mid-air!
He strode wildly, leaped up, stepped on the hood of the car in front, and pointed his gun at the special agent below who had only his head sticking out of the car.

"Bang bang bang-"

With the help of highly proficient gun fighting skills, every bullet seemed to be born on the foreheads of these guys.

Shoot from the muzzle, accurately locate and penetrate!

Soon, only one of these special agents was left.

When he tried to retract his head into the car, the cold muzzle of the gun was already against his forehead.

"no, do not want."

The special agent raised his hands tremblingly, his voice filled with tears: "I still have children, a wife, and my parents are still
"What a coincidence." Rorschach pulled the trigger. "Me too."

Bang!
Skull fragments mixed with brain matter exploded violently on the car window.

Rorschach expressionlessly put away the empty magazine and walked slowly towards Pelari's car, which was parked in front of him and motionless.

Suddenly, a loud and rapid engine sound came from behind.

This was accompanied by the sound of densely packed explosion-proof tires rubbing against the ground.

Rorschach turned his head and saw five FBI-specific Ford Explorers painted all black driving towards them!

(End of this chapter)