The real life of an American police officer: Winning over others with virtue

Chapter 253 A sudden turn of events
Bullets whizzed by, riddling walls, furniture, and appliances with holes, and the sound of shattering glass filled the air.

"Contact! Right side of the living room! Full-auto fire!" A SWAT team member who was raiding the front door yelled as he ducked back behind the porch wall. The floor where he had just been standing was instantly swept by a volley of bullets.

"Bravo team! Enter through the back door! Quick! They're pinned down in the living room!" Rafe urgently ordered over the radio.

However, the two suspects inside the house were quite tactically astute, with one of them taking charge of the rear.

Bravo's squad, which was preparing to break in from the rear, also encountered fierce resistance.

The bullets came from the direction of the kitchen, hitting the door frame and sending splinters of wood flying.

"smoke bomb!"

One of the SWAT members shouted and threw a smoke grenade. Thick, grayish-white smoke quickly spread out, but it also obscured the vision of both sides.

The battle has temporarily reached a stalemate.

"Fuck! We have to run! Damon!" Kieran shouted from the right side of the living room, already wearing a bulletproof vest.

The same was true for Damon, who had a gloomy expression and was hiding in the kitchen area watching from behind. He nodded.

Bang bang bang!

The two of them worked together and unleashed all their firepower on the back door, forcing the Bravo squad guarding there to retreat and quickly move to the backyard.

at the same time.

Rafe had just issued a new order: "Armored vehicles! Breach the wall! Breach the wall! Make an opening in the east wall of the living room! Put some pressure on them!"

Outside, a BearCat armored vehicle roared in, quickly reversed, and then slammed its heavy bumper into the side wall of the house!

Thud! Boom! A huge hole was smashed through the bricks and plasterboard! Dust flew everywhere.

"Advance!" The Alpha team, which was responsible for inventorying the area at the front gate, began to attempt a surprise attack.

However, Damon and Kieran, who were inside the house, had already moved to the backyard carport and headed straight for the pickup truck that had been preparing for the worst and was ready to be used for a breakout.

Just as Bravo's team finished reporting that they had encountered fierce firepower and were being completely suppressed!
Buzz buzz buzz!!!

A dark blue Ford F-150 pickup truck, which was originally parked in the backyard carport and covered by a tarpaulin, suddenly started its engine.

It was Damon Ike who was driving it.

"boom!!!!"

Instead of reversing, the pickup truck, like a mad rhinoceros, accelerated and crashed straight into the already flimsy wooden fence in the backyard!
The wooden fence was smashed to pieces like matchsticks! Pikachu roared out!

Kieran leaned almost half his body out of the passenger window, his M249 light machine gun firing wildly at any SWAT officers who tried to stop him!

Da da da da da!
The whips of bullets swept across the backyard, forcing the SWAT team members to lie tightly behind cover, unable to raise their heads to return fire!
The patrol officers responsible for the back alley dared not show their faces, and could only cower under their patrol cars, shouting, "SWAT-1! They're off! From the backyard! In a pickup truck! They have machine guns! We're completely suppressed! Repeat, they broke through!"

Not only did Costa's face turn ugly, but Leif's face also turned ashen. No one here expected that these two suspects would be so ruthless, having not only fully automatic rifles, but also M249 light machine guns.

For the first time, Rafe's voice became urgent:

"All units! Suspect vehicle is breaking out! Dark blue Ford F-150 pickup truck, towards the backyard! Take out that machine gun! SWAT-2, SWAT-3, give chase! Don't let them onto the main road!"

But it's too late.

The dark blue Ford F-150 pickup truck, with its sudden impact and fierce firepower, had already rushed onto the side street, its tires screeching as it spun around the pavement, and with a drift-like turn, sped away towards Olympic Avenue in the southeast direction.

The atmosphere at the scene instantly descended into chaos. Costa reacted swiftly, flung open the door of the old Chevrolet, and jumped into the driver's seat, urging Reif and the others, "Get in!"

Another BearCat armored vehicle followed closely behind, in pursuit.

If these two suspects carrying heavy weapons manage to break through and cause harm to civilians, then the operation will be a complete failure.

Rafe sat in the passenger seat, gripping his rifle tightly, and quickly switched the radio to a global channel that could connect to all the surrounding patrol units.

"Attention all perimeter patrol units, this is SWAT-1! Suspect vehicle fleeing! Dark blue Ford F-150 pickup truck, extremely dangerous, armed with fully automatic weapons and machine guns, is fleeing along Olympic Avenue."

Set up roadblocks and evacuate citizens. Under no circumstances should vehicles be stopped individually! Repeat: Do not stop vehicles individually! Await instructions!

He didn't expect the poorly armed patrol officers to make any effective interceptions; he just hoped they wouldn't get hurt.

But Rafe had no idea how much of an impact his words had.

How could just two suspects manage to break through this encirclement?
Who the hell could have come up with this?
Even Daves, who had been stationed at the West Rim Police Department, couldn't help but curse on the spot, as Olympic Avenue was the area under the jurisdiction of their West Rim Police Department.

They miscalculated; there were still inexperienced officers in the patrol unit responsible for the lockdown.

Daves stared intently at the large screen and said in a deep voice, "Lock onto the target quickly! I need to know where they are now!"

The officers below quickly took action and, using information from the aerial target, temporarily pinpointed the direction the suspect was fleeing.

"Sir, they're fleeing towards the eastbound lanes of Olympic Avenue!"

Daves was momentarily confused. Wasn't Eric in charge of that side?

He was somewhat taken aback. In this rather urgent situation, a thought flashed through Daves's mind: Damn it! How could Eric be so sinister? He hadn't even followed the proper method to ward off evil spirits?
可现在不是胡思乱想的时候，戴夫斯连忙收起心神，抓起对讲机沉声道：“10-L-11！这里是10-Adam-1！嫌疑人驾驶深蓝色福特F-150皮卡往你方逃逸！其持有全自动武器、机枪！极度危险！

Never attempt to intercept a vehicle alone! Repeat: Do not intercept alone! Await instructions!

However, without Daves's notification, Eric, who had been blocking the driver's side door of the police car in the eastbound lane of Olympic Avenue, already knew that the suspect would flee in his direction.

Because just then, a familiar mechanical voice rang in his ears.

[Trigger Task]
[Preventing the escaped suspect]
[Completion Reward: +0.5]
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Eric's lips twitched. On one side, he heard the sound of a mission being triggered, and on the other, he heard a jumble of announcements, not only from Daves but also from Will and the others.

"Damn it, I think I'm cursed with bad luck!"

Not only Daves and his team, but even he himself never expected things to take such a dramatic turn for the worse.

He didn't think that two mere suspects could break through the SWAT team's encirclement.

That makes sense.

But the suspect broke through the encirclement and headed straight for him. How can you explain this?
However, Eric remembered what Daves had said.

"Fully automatic weapons? Machine guns? It seems normal to be so well-prepared."

Eric exhaled slowly, glanced around to make sure no one nearby would be implicated, and then moved to the rear of the police car, using the heavy tires and wheel rims as cover.

Holding the M4, he leaned forward, waiting for the dark blue Ford F-150 pickup truck from the announcement to appear.

We should at least see what the situation is and whether there is a chance to complete the mission. If all else fails, it's not too late to abandon the mission, like with the train.

(End of this chapter)